After the rebirth, my paintings became popular all over the world

When the man smiled, Lin Luo's heart skipped a beat when he heard that magnetic voice.

The warm touch from the man's wrist in the palm instantly became very vivid.

Lin Luo let go of his hand abruptly, turned his face away and whispered, "What's none of your business?"

On the right face, the place that Jing Yu touched seemed to still have the warmth from the man's fingers.

Warm, dry, calloused.

It was exactly the same as Jing Yu in Lin Luo's impression.

He didn't know why he suddenly thought about these things in his mind.

All in all it was a mess.

"Okay, I shouldn't care about you." Jing Yu said, "I should let you take this grain of rice to school and let your classmates see it."

With a smile in his voice, Jing Yu rubbed Lin Luo's short hair vigorously.

Boys in high school are required to have short hair that doesn't fit their ears, and they will be criticized if they have long hair.

But even though Lin Luo's hair was short, it was still easy to touch.

Lin Luo was caught off guard by being touched, and his scalp went numb all of a sudden.

His face flushed instantly, and he didn't know whether it was from anger or what.

"Okay, get out of the car." Before Lin Luo could react, Jing Yu opened the car door, "I still have work, so I won't quarrel with you."

Lin Luo just got out of the car.

Kan Jingyu waved at him from the window of the car, and then drove away, still not recovering.

Lin Luo stood there blankly, touching his hair, as if he didn't feel anything.

What was that feeling just now?

"Lin Nuo!"

Behind him, a girl jumped over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Why did you get out of the car, what were you talking to Mr. Jing just now?" The girl was naturally Jiao Na.

"I saw you talking in the car for a while."

As soon as she asked, Lin Luo thought of Jing Yu touching her face and hair just now, and felt a little guilty for no reason.

"What's wrong?" He didn't answer, but asked instead.

"It's nothing, I'm just curious." Jiao Na said, "What is your relationship with Mr. Jing? How did you know each other?"

After the two of them had a meal, the little girl didn't regard herself as an outsider at all, and started chatting with each other in a familiar way.

"We met by chance." Lin Luo turned to enter the school, saw that Jiao Na's father had already left, and asked, "Why are you standing here, why don't you go in?"

"Wait for you." Jiao Na followed Lin Luo as a matter of course.

"We are not in a teaching building." Lin Luo said.

Senior three students are in a separate teaching building, which is separate from senior one and senior two students.

"What does that matter?" Jiao Na said with a smile, "Our class is 15 minutes later than yours. I want to go and see what your class is like."

Lin Luo didn't understand what was so interesting about it.

But the road is so wide, he can't control which way people take.

He didn't speak, and Jiao Na didn't feel embarrassed, but felt that geniuses should be like this.

"The teacher said that Lin Luo also draws in class, do you know how to draw in class?"

"Let's go to class." Lin Luo said.

"Oh, that's right." Jiao Na said, "You are a cultural student, and your grades are still so good."

"Then you are too good!" Jiao Na exclaimed, "When do you paint?"

"Evening." Lin Luo.

"When you get home from school?"

"Ah."

"Draw by yourself, don't need a teacher?"

Lin Luo said: "No need."

If boss Xu and other people in the studio heard this, they would definitely feel that Lin Luo was talking big.

But Jiao Na didn't think so, instead she thought: awesome.

Maybe those mediocre teachers will limit Lin Luo's style instead!

Following Lin Luo all the way to the third year teaching building, and then all the way to Class One of the third year where Lin Luo was located, observed Lin Luo's class, remembered the location and Lin Luo's seat, and then went back satisfied.

Before leaving, he waved to him: "See you tonight!"

Jiao Na is cute and well-behaved, with big eyes like black grapes, she is very lovable.

Lin Nuo rarely interacted with girls in the past, and he was the type of girl who would blush when talking to him.

Therefore, suddenly a beautiful school girl came to the class with him, which aroused widespread attention from the classmates.

"Lin Nuo!" The first one at the same table asked him, "Who was that girl just now?"

When the deskmate asked, the others all listened.

It is human nature to love to listen to gossip.

Especially the gossip between Xueba and beautiful girls.

"Sister." Lin Luo said.

"Of course I know it's a junior!" said the tablemate.

Such a beautiful girl, if they were in the same grade, they couldn't have known about it.

"What's your name, what class are you in, and how did you know each other?" The deskmate asked a series of questions, with "Tell me now!"

"Why did she follow you to the third year of high school? Could it be..."

Lin Luo glanced at him.

The tablemate pouted: "Lin Nuo, you are not cute anymore."

If the former Lin Nuo was teased like this, he would definitely be blushing and speechless.

But from a certain day a few months ago, the deskmate noticed that Lin Nuo's personality had changed a lot.

He thought it was because of Lin Nuo's family affairs, so it was impossible for him to think that something had changed.

"I'm not familiar with her." Lin Luo said concisely, blocking all questions from the tablemate.

The other students who wanted to hear gossip also showed disappointed expressions.

But it's not like no one in the class knew Jiao Na's identity, so she whispered: "That seems to be the daughter of the chairman of the Blue Sky Group, Miss Qianjin."

"No way? How could such a rich lady be with Lin Nuo?"

"I don't know."

"Are you mistaken?"

Ignoring everyone's whispers, Lin Luo focused on studying.

Ever since he inherited Lin Nuo's memory, those mathematical formulas and English letters that looked hideous to him in the past have become so kind and lovely.

He felt that he had become a good student.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Lin Luo came home from school.

Unexpectedly, not far from the school gate, I met a group of people with malicious intentions.

The first one was a middle-aged man in his 40s, wearing a greasy fleece jacket with a cigarette in his mouth, and stopped Lin Luo.

"Lin Nuo, right?" When he spoke, he showed a row of yellow teeth.

With her schoolbag on her back, Lin Luo raised her eyelids to look at them.

Four or five people surrounded Lin Luo.

"What?" Lin Luo asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Normally, a high school student surrounded by people like them should be scared to pee his pants.

But Lin Luo's indifferent expression frustrated the self-esteem of this group of people.

The man in the jacket at the beginning threw the cigarette butt in his mouth, stepped on the ground, and said with a smile:

"Your father owes us money. I heard that you have a big boss. Now that you are rich, you go to high-end private restaurants and take millions of dollars in luxury cars."

"In this case, why not settle the debt your father owes us?"

"It's only natural for the father to pay the debt. Bring the money."

The man in the jacket stretched out his hand to Lin Luo and rubbed his fingers.