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

Both of them are good children who lived in the ivory tower since they were young, and they have not experienced any storms.

Even if they fight, it is to stand up for good brothers, for fear that Lin Luo will be bullied.

I didn't think about what it would be like to beat others up.

But Lin Luo was different.

He was in the market in his previous life. At that time, the law and order in Yunhai City was not very good. He was not vicious, and he couldn't protect himself at all, so he developed a bandit spirit all over his body.

After coming to Gome, this gangster spirit was diluted.

But once faced with danger, he was still the same Lin Luo.

"Don't worry, I won't die." Lin Luo looked at the tall man on the ground indifferently, "I have a measure."

He didn't want to lose his future for such a person.

Lin Luo's nose was bruised and his face was swollen from the beating, and there was blood on the corner of his mouth. Coupled with the expression and tone of speaking, Zhu Xiyue and Mao Jun felt a little strange.

Zhu Xiyue was a little scared, but she wasn't so scared when she thought it was Lin Luo.

"Did he just faint?" Zhu Xiyue asked.

"Yes." Lin Luo held the stone in his left hand and turned to look at Miao Yanjun.

Now, three to one has become two to three.

Miao Yanjun's cheeks twitched slightly. Zhu Xiyue scratched his face with many bloodstains. He looked very miserable.

Lin Luo's ferocity frightened him.

He didn't expect that Lin Luo, a student, would have such a brutal side.

"You, you..." Miao Yanjun pointed at Lin Luo, "You killed someone, let me tell you, you are finished, you are finished!"

Lin Luo said coldly: "I just fainted after I said it, are you deaf?"

The green hair was held by Mao Jun by the back collar, like a quail, and dared not say a word.

At this time, a group of people came running not far away, they all rushed over after hearing Zhu Xiyue's call for help just now.

A group of people rushed into the woods and saw the scene of the five confronting each other.

They didn't know what happened, they looked confused, and someone asked, "Excuse me..."

Before she could finish speaking, Zhu Xiyue suddenly became addicted to drama, burst into tears, threw herself into Mao Jun's arms, and Lihua said rainingly:

"Brother Jun, luckily you came in time!"

"Otherwise I don't know what to do."

Mao Jun was dumbfounded again.

As soon as he loosened Lumao's hand, Lumao immediately ran behind his employer.

Zhu Xiyue hugged Mao Jun and cried very deeply. While crying, she said to the passers-by who had just rushed over:

"Students, you must help me uphold justice."

"I'm an innocent little girl, but I was a little late in returning to the dormitory at night, so I was blocked in the woods and bullied."

"If it wasn't for a friend who happened to pass by, I would, I would..." Zhu Xiyue couldn't say anything while talking.

Mao Jun was at a loss and didn't know what to do.

And when everyone saw Zhu Xiyue crying so emotionally, plus she was petite and cute, it was easy to win people's affection.

Looking at Miao Yanjun again, he saw many scratch marks on his face, which were obviously scratched by the girl.

Judging by his age and attire, he doesn't look like a student in the United States.

So the balance in everyone's heart was unconsciously biased towards Zhu Xiyue, and they were filled with righteous indignation:

"Who are you and why are you bullying the students in our school?"

Miao Yanjun was furious: "Don't talk nonsense, when did I bully her?"

Zhu Xiyue didn't explain, but just cried.

Everyone spontaneously filled in what she hadn't said: "If you didn't insult her, why would she scratch you for no reason, why would she slander you? Look at the little girls crying like that!"

Miao Yanjun: "..."

He has finally realized what it means to be speechless.

Zhu Xiyue pointed at the unconscious person on the ground again, and said sobbingly: "This person is also their accomplice."

"If my friend hadn't arrived in time, my life would be over."

"Look at how my friends have been beaten up by them." Zhu Xiyue pulled Lin Luo's forearm, "My friend is a painter, and his hand is injured like this. I don't know if I can still paint in the future."

Lin Luo was indeed beaten quite miserably.

"It's too much!" Everyone said, "Knowing that you are a student of Gome, who relies on your hands for a living, you actually beat someone else's hand! It's too much!"

They are from the same school, and they are both engaged in art, so they can empathize with Lin Luo's injury even more.

Immediately, someone rushed to call 120, and Lin Luo's hand had to be rushed to the doctor for treatment. If the root cause of the disease remained, he would not be able to paint in the future. Wouldn't it be ruined for the rest of his life?

Some people called the police and asked the police to deal with these villains.

Not long after, the police car and ambulance arrived together.

They quickly carried the unconscious tall man into the ambulance, Lin Luo followed, Mao Jun and Zhu Xiyue accompanied him.

As for Miao Yanjun and Lu Mao, they were taken away by the police.

Other witnesses who rushed over also went to the police station to testify.

He went to the hospital and took a film, which showed that Lin Luo had a fractured ulna in his right hand, a dislocation of the radioulnar joint, a fractured scaphoid, and his wrist was swollen like a radish, requiring surgery.

But surgery is not yet possible, and we have to wait for the swelling to subside.

Fortunately, according to the doctor, if the operation goes well, the recovery is good, and the reconstruction is good, his wrist can be restored to its original state, and it will not affect his painting.

After hearing these words, Lin Luo finally let go of his hanging heart.

Fortunately, as long as it doesn't affect his painting.

For Lin Luo, nothing is as important as painting.

When Miao Yanjun stepped on his wrist, Lin Luo was panicked, but he didn't show it too much.

He was afraid that he would not be able to paint.

Zhu Xiyue also heaved a sigh of relief, patted her chest and said, "It's okay, it's okay, as long as you can recover, we will definitely watch you for reconstruction in the future."

"Okay, let's get an infusion first." The nurse came over with a bottle.

Seeing the nurse skillfully giving Lin Luo an injection and infusion, Zhu Xiyue suddenly asked, "Didn't you contact Jing Yu? Why didn't he come?"

Lin Luo looked up at her, "No."

"No need to contact, let's talk about it tomorrow, it's so late today."

Zhu Xiyue frowned, disapprovingly trying to refute him, when Lin Luo's cell phone rang suddenly.

His right hand was swollen and painful, his left hand was stuck with a needle, and it was inconvenient to hold the phone, so he had to signal Zhu Xiyue: "Help me, sister Yue."

Picking up the phone, Zhu Xiyue inadvertently saw the word "Leopard" on the caller ID. She was a little confused, and immediately remembered Lin Luo's slanderous and plagiarized painting.

"Hua Leopard, Jing Yu?" Zhu Xiyue asked.

Lin Luo nodded a little ashamedly when someone saw his note on his lover: "Hmm..."

Zhu Xiyue didn't hand him the phone, but answered the phone on her own.

"Hey!" Lin Luo wanted to stop it.

But Zhu Xiyue stuck out her tongue at him, and said to the person on the phone: "Hi, how are you?"

On the other side, Jing Yu had just returned home, took a shower, lay down on the bed, and planned to talk to his little lover on the phone.

However, it was not Lin Luo who answered the phone.

But a girl.

"Nono?"

Hearing the magnetic voice coming from the receiver, Zhu Xiyue was so excited that her ears turned red.

Damn, is this Lin Nuo's happiness? Why is Jing Yu's voice so nice?

But now is not the time to think about that.

Seeing that Lin Luo wanted to snatch the phone, Zhu Xiyue hurriedly avoided, and directed Mao Jun to hold Lin Luo, go aside by himself, and told Jing Yu everything that happened tonight, and reported their current address.

And told him: "Come here quickly."

On the bed in Jing Yu's bedroom, the man in his late thirties originally had a relaxed smile on his face, but after a while, his face darkened.

"Okay, I see." Jing Yu said in a deep voice, "I'll go there now."

"Thank you for letting me know."

Zhu Xiyue shook her head again and again: "It's okay, come here quickly. Nuonuo doesn't want to tell you yet, if I'm mad, I'll show off myself."

After hanging up the phone, Zhu Xiyue turned her head and bared her teeth proudly at Lin Luo.

Lin Luo said helplessly: "You are the only one who is brave. Why did you tell him? He has to go to work tomorrow. It's so late at night and so far away. It's unsafe and a waste of time for him to come here. It also delays his rest."

"Anyway, it's useless for him to come."

"You can't say that," Zhu Xiyue returned the phone to Lin Luo, "You hurt like this, he should know as a boyfriend."

"If you don't tell him now, he will know later, how distressed and self-blame?"

"Besides," Zhu Xiyue touched her chin and said seriously, "Miao Yanjun is not something you can solve. Do you want to suffer this beating for nothing?"

Lin Luo bowed his head and said nothing.

It's not his style to be beaten for nothing.

But he had to admit that he didn't have the capital to fight against Miao Yanjun, although it was very frustrating.

Lin Luo sighed.

After Jing Yu hung up the phone, she hurriedly got out of bed, changed her clothes, and went out in the dark night.

The weather in early spring is still cold at night.

Jing Yu drove to the Affiliated Hospital of the United States, drove the car to the maximum speed limit, and rushed to the hospital.

Wearing a navy blue woolen overcoat, he rushed to the door of the emergency room with the chill of early spring all over his body.

Lin Luo was sitting on a chair against the wall for infusion, Zhu Xiyue and Mao Jun were sitting beside him, accompanying him.

Since the dormitory gate was closed, Xia Wenqiu and Bie Yige couldn't get out, so they could only wait for news in the dormitory, and couldn't come to the hospital to accompany Lin Luo.

When seeing Jing Yu, Lin Luo was stunned for a moment, and checked the time reflexively, and found that Jing Yu had only arrived in half an hour.

Zhu Xiyue tactfully gave up the seat next to Lin Luo to Jing Yu, and sat next to Mao Jun.

Jing Yu's gaze was fixed on Lin Luo's injured right hand.

Lin Luo's originally slender wrist was now red and swollen, and according to Zhu Xiyue, it was broken.

Lin Luo didn't want to tell him yet.

He can guess why, isn't it because he is afraid of worrying and delaying his work?

But how could work be more important than Lin Luo's safety?

Jing Yu walked up to Lin Luo.

The two sat and stood, the man looked down at Lin Luo's hand.

Lin Luo also lowered his head a little guilty: "Why did you come so fast?"

Jing Yu couldn't bear to blame Lin Luo for not telling him.

He frowned deeply, raised his hand, and stopped on top of Lin Luo's wrist. He wanted to touch it, but he didn't dare to, for fear of hurting Lin Luo.

Seeing the distress in Jing Yu's eyes, Lin Luo felt very uncomfortable.

Although his wrist was in severe pain, he still forced a smile and said nonchalantly:

"It's okay, it's just a fracture and needs surgery."

"...Is this all right?" Jing Yu was dumbfounded.

Lin Luo smiled and said, "As long as you can still draw, you'll be fine."

Jing Yu suddenly lost his temper.

"You," the man flicked Lin Luo's forehead, and said through gritted teeth, "I only think about painting."

Lin Luo smiled and said, "I like it. Anyway, it's good to be able to recover, but it won't work before recovery... I have to try to draw with my left hand."

When Lin Luo said this, he made a bitter face again.

Although he used to draw with his left hand out of playfulness, but it is not the same as painting with his right hand.

The left hand is not very good.

Jing Yu sighed, and didn't know whether to praise Lin Luo with "really dedicated".

With my hand injured like this, I still think about what to do next when I paint.

Jing Yu sat beside Lin Luo, rubbed the young man's hair vigorously, let his hands down the hair, wrapped his arms around the young man's thin shoulders, and asked softly:

"Did he hurt your hand on purpose?"

Lin Luo bowed his head in silence for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes."

Jing Yu's lips were pursed into a straight line, he clenched his fists, and said in a low voice, "Blame me."

"I should have warned you."

"You have made Miao Sujun unable to survive in the United States. You don't need to think about it, but you know they can't swallow this breath, and they will definitely trouble you."

"It is my mistake."

"But don't worry," Jing Yu gently held Lin Luo's right forearm, and promised in a low voice, "I won't let you be bullied for nothing."

"I said, no matter who it is, I will stand by your side."

Jing Yu's voice was not loud, but he never came and made blind promises to others.

His promise will definitely be fulfilled.

Although the pain in his hand was still severe, Lin Luo felt sweet in his heart, but when he thought of Jing Yu's relationship with the Miao family, he hesitated:

"But you and the Miao family..."

"You don't have to worry about this." Jing Yu pressed Lin Nuo's head on his shoulder, lowered his head slightly, and rubbed the young man's forehead.

"I'll handle it."

Zhu Xiyue watched the intimate interaction between the two with sparkling eyes, pinching her thigh excitedly.

Omg it's so sweet!

Mao Jun was a little puzzled, and boldly held Zhu Xiyue's wrist. When Zhu Xiyue looked over, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and he said embarrassedly:

"Why are you pinching yourself? It's all red."

"If you're not happy...you can pinch me." Mao Jun stretched out his arm.

Zhu Xiyue: "..."

Zhu Xiyue took a closer look at Mao Jun and found that he was serious, so he couldn't laugh or cry.

"Why do I pinch you when I have nothing to do?" Zhu Xiyue waved her hand to tell him not to interrupt.

Turning around and hearing that Jing Yu was asking about Miao Yanjun, Zhu Xiyue immediately said very politely:

"Miao Yanjun and the others were taken to the police station."

"They?" Jing Yu asked.

Zhu Xiyue: "Yes, there is another thug, that green hair from before, and another thug is treating him."

"Treatment?" Jing Yu was puzzled.

"...was knocked out by Lin Nuo." Thinking of the scene at that time, Zhu Xiyue was still a little speechless. Why is Lin Luo so proficient in this kind of thing, and still "proper"?

Zhu Xiyue described it: "Nuo Nuo held a stone, and he smashed people's heads to blood, which shocked me."

"But it doesn't seem to be life-threatening."

Jing Yu heard the words and looked at Lin Luo.

Lin Luo coughed lowly: "I, I panicked at the time too...it was a bit heavy."

"I didn't mean to blame you," Jing Yu smiled, squeezed Lin Luo's shoulder, and whispered, "But this is too dangerous, don't do it next time."

"Call me next time if you have something to do, and I will come over as soon as possible."

Lin Luo let out an "oh" and nodded obediently.

Seeing Zhu Xiyue, she felt that her world view had been impacted.

Oh my god, is this still the Lin Luo she knew, dragged to death, uncomprehending, holding a stone to open a ladle for others.

In front of Jing Yu... just like a little rabbit?

As for Jing Yu—it was also far from the person in her impression.

What about being unsmiling?

Sure enough, love.

As Jing Yu said, he stretched out his hand: "Where's the phone?"

"in the pocket."

Jing Yu then took out the phone from his pocket, and when he pressed the screen to turn on, he saw his own photo on the screen.

Jing Yu seemed to be smiling, but the smile quickly disappeared because he saw the crack on the screen.

"Is this what they did too?"

Lin Luo nodded: "...I wanted to call someone, but they refused, so they snatched my phone and threw it away, and the screen shattered."

Although Lin Luo's description was very brief, Jing Yuguang could imagine the scene at that time after listening to these few words.

Jing Yu's face darkened a bit: "Password?"

Lin Luo reported a series of numbers, which looked like a date, it was a certain day last autumn, when the two hadn't met each other.

Jing Yu was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask what it meant. He quickly opened the phone book and set himself as Lin Luo's emergency contact.

This enables one-touch dialing.

Zhu Xiyue was so bored by the two of them that Yi Lin Luo's thick skin made her face turn red all the time.

After setting up, Jing Yu first called his assistant and asked him to take care of the situation at the police station.

Miao Yanjun was taken away. The Miao family will definitely not sit idly by.

But Miao Yanjun hurt Lin Luo, how could Jing Yu let him go out unscathed?

He has to pay the price for this.

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Sorry, I have something to delay, so it's a little late~

I want to set up a flag, and it will be changed to [-] a day from tomorrow...but I feel that it will be slapped in the face, so let's set it up first!

This article is almost over, it has come to an end, I want to finish writing quickly hhhhh

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