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

Zhu Xiyue knew that as soon as these two people arrived in the room, they were the only ones left, and they would definitely do something bad.

For the health of Lin Luo's wrist, Zhu Xiyue felt that they could not let them indulge themselves like this.

There was no sound in the room, Zhu Xiyue said in her heart that sure enough, she won't be able to talk so soon!

She continued to knock on the door "bang bang bang" and yelled, "Come out for dinner, what are you doing?"

In the room, Lin Luo frowned and muttered uncomfortably: "I just want to disturb you at this time, why is this girl so blind?"

"Do you believe that she did it on purpose?" Jing Yu asked.

"what?"

"She came here to disturb you on purpose." The man smiled and scratched Lin Luo's nose, "I'm afraid you might hurt your hand."

Lin Luo: "..."

Lin Luo's face blushed unbearably, and he gritted his teeth: "Isn't she too meddling?"

Although she knew that Zhu Xiyue had good intentions, but this girl still cared whether she slept with her boyfriend or not, just because of his hands, it was too...

Lin Luo didn't know what to say.

Jing Yu agreed with Zhu Xiyue's idea, and got up and got out of bed to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Zhu Xiyue was stunned when she saw Jing Yu, she suddenly lived in the same hotel as Jing Yu, and could see him anytime, it was really hard for her to get used to it...

"Good evening." Zhu Xiyue greeted blankly, looked in and saw Lin Luo sitting on the bed with a stinky face, and knew in her heart that she had come at the right time.

She rolled her eyes and revealed a smile:

"Nonuo, why are you still sitting there? If you don't come out for dinner, everyone won't wait for you."

"I know, I know." Seeing the smile on Zhu Xiyue's face, Lin Luo doubted what Jing Yu said was true.

He tugged at the hem of his clothes and evened it, then got up and got out of bed, and walked to the door: "Okay, let's go out to eat."

Jing Yu glanced at him, then turned back into the room, took his coat, put it on his forearm, and then turned his head:

"Let's go."

Facing Zhu Xiyue's suspicious eyes, Jing Yu explained: "The temperature may cool down later."

Zhu Xiyue blinked, thinking that it should be Lin Luo's clothes.

Looking at Lin Luo again, he was only wearing one.

Well, it's really for Lin Luo, Jing Yu is too considerate and careful.

Zhu Xiyue cried with envy, if only she had such a caring boyfriend.

It's been more than half a year since I came to college, and I don't have a boyfriend yet.

The three went downstairs together.

Opposite the hotel is a big hotel.

Because of the large number of people, ordinary small restaurants and small restaurants cannot seat so many people.

There are about [-] to [-] people in Lin Luo's class, and there are about nine people at a table, and four tables are seated.

Lin Luo, Jing Yu and the two leading teachers sat at the same table.

The other students didn't want to sit and eat with Jing Yu and the teacher, otherwise they wouldn't even be able to eat well, so I'm afraid.

Therefore, there were only a few familiar friends of Lin Luo sitting at this table.

The dishes were served quickly, and the teacher took the lead in toasting Jing Yu.

Because this meal and their meals for the next ten days were all invited by Jing.

In order for Lin Luo to have enough nutrition during the recuperation period, Jing Yu ordered very rich dishes for the students, including meat and vegetables, vegetables, soup, and fruits after meals.

Jiangyuan Village's economy is relatively backward, and the consumption level is not high. The food expenses for these ten days are only tens of thousands of yuan, which is nothing. The most important thing is to make Lin Luo eat happily.

Students were not allowed to drink alcohol during the sketching period, so each student held a glass of drink and used drinks instead of wine to toast Jingyu, thanking him for the treat.

Jing Yu smiled and let them take care of themselves, they don't need to be so restrained, and they don't need to come to these empty meals, just eat well.

He doesn't seem to have any pretensions, and he is very easy-going. He seems to be two different people from the unsmiling Mr. Jing in his impression.

While eating, the students secretly observed Lin Luo and Jing Yu while chatting.

Lin Luo has already tried to hold the chopsticks with his right hand.

He was eager to take care of his hands, not only for painting, but also for making out with Jing Yu.

But Jing Yu saw how difficult it was for Lin Luo to pick vegetables, so he couldn't help but want to help him pick them.

Lin Luo clutched his bowl: "No, I'll pick it up myself."

"Okay, you clip it yourself, I'll watch you clip it." Jing Yu laughed and didn't force him.

The teachers who lead the team are a man and a woman, both in their 30s and [-]s. They are very young and have already known the relationship between the two.

The female teacher smiled and said, "How long will it take for Nuonuo to recover?"

"It's early," Lin Luo said with a bitter face, "I've been hurt for three months, and I've only been here for more than a month."

"No wonder I brought Boss Jing here, so I came to take care of you." The female teacher laughed.

Lin Luo glanced at Jing Yu and said with a smile, "I told him not to come, but he insisted on coming."

Lin Luo originally didn't want to be special among the students.

But if you can not separate from your boyfriend, why not do it?

The male teacher toasted Jing Yu again with a wine glass, but Jing Yu politely refused. No one dared to persuade him to drink, so he refused if he refused.

But Lin Luo has a big addiction to food, and he is ready to move just looking at the wine.

He liked to drink very much, but Lin Nuo poured it all down, which made him unable to drink well.

As soon as he rolled his eyes, Jing Yu knew what he was thinking and reminded:

"The doctor says you can't drink now."

Lin Luo pursed her lips, and began to suspect that she had found a father instead of a boyfriend.

The female teacher chimed in: "Indeed, it's better not to drink alcohol during the recovery period, or the recovery will be slower."

Hearing that it will get better more slowly, Lin Luo had no choice but to compromise, don't drink if you don't drink, it's not as important as being with Jing Yu when drinking...

After dinner, the students were still full of energy and chit chatting.

Jing Yu chatted with the teacher for a while, seeing that Lin Luo was a little sleepy, so he took Lin Luo back to the room to rest.

Unexpectedly, after taking a shower, the two of them were lying on the bed, and Lin Luo began to pull him to make out again.

Of course Jing Yu sternly refused.

Lin Luo didn't want to talk to him, so he got up to draw.

As a result, as soon as his feet hit the ground, he was snatched back by the man.

The man held him down and said seriously: "What are you painting at night, sleep."

"I'll just draw." Lin Luo said, "You don't care about me."

"No." Jing Yu pressed Lin Luo's arms firmly, "You should sleep at night, have a good rest, staying up late is not good for your health, and tomorrow you will have plenty of time to paint during the day."

Lin Luo's strength was not as strong as his, and he couldn't push it away. After struggling for a long time, it was futile, but he was struggling out of breath.

In the end, he had no choice but to lie on the bed in frustration and complain:

"Am I looking for a boyfriend or a dad?"

Jing Yu suddenly laughed, lifted Lin Luo's short hair on his forehead, kissed him on the forehead, and said:

"If you call me Dad, I don't object."

Lin Luo didn't react at first.

When he realized what Jing Yu said, he was shocked.

"You, you actually..."

In front of him, Jing Yu has always been the image of a mature, steady, gentle and gentleman big brother. Even at that time, he was as gentle and considerate as possible.

I've never said such rude words.

"What's wrong?" Jing Yu said with a smile, "Are you that surprised? Do you think I'm a child like you?"

"I told you I'm not a child..." Lin Luo muttered, and then he had a flash of inspiration, and he didn't object anymore, and asked back with a smile, "If I call you Dad, will you agree?"

Jing Yu: "..."

This time it was his turn to have nothing to say.

Lin Luo glanced down triumphantly.

Annoyed, Jing Yu grabbed Lin Luo's short hair and lowered his head to cover the young man's lips.

Lin Luo's mouth was really annoying.

After a short kiss, the man backed away a little, and sighed against his lips: "I'll help you relieve it tonight, don't push yourself any further, huh?"

Although Lin Luo's goal was not fully achieved, it was still half achieved.

The next day, he got up refreshed and went to assemble.

There is an ancient residence in Jiangyuan Village, which has become more beautiful after being renovated in modern times.

On one side of the clear lake is the willow leaf dike, on the other side is the reflection of the white wall and red tiles in the lake, and there are some ducks swimming in the water.

In the morning, the sun rises from behind the quaint building, and the round and golden sun like egg yolk is rippling in the lake.

The students in class one sat under the willow tree and drew pictures against the lakeshore.

They either sit or stand, or paint alone, or whisper to each other, but the voice is very small.

The two teachers were also sitting on the side, talking with Jing Yu in a low voice.

Jing Yu sat beside Lin Luo, chatting with the teachers and looking at Lin Luo from time to time.

Lin Luo was drawing with his left hand.

After more than a month of contact, Lin Luo's left hand is much more proficient than before, and it is basically impossible to tell that it was drawn by the left hand.

Every time Mao Jun and others saw the painting drawn by his left hand, they would lament that Lin Luo was still letting people live.

Both left hands are better than their right hands.

Lin Luo just smiled and didn't speak. After all, he has been painting for decades, so he is not proud of being better than children.

Zhu Xiyue continued to paint, but the white paint was not enough.

Mao Jun has been paying attention to her.

In his paintings are sunrise, willow trees, lake water and young girls.

Seeing that she didn't have enough white paint, she quickly handed her a tube of white paint: "Use this."

Zhu Xiyue glanced at Mao Jun: "Give it to me, what do you use?"

Mao Jun pointed at Lin Luo: "I'll borrow it from him."

Zhu Xiyue smiled: "Then why don't I just ask him to borrow it?"

"You, you use mine..." Mao Jun scratched his head, "Use mine."

He stuffed the white paint into Zhu Xiyue's hands, ran to Lin Luo, and asked Lin Luo to borrow a tube of white paint.

Lin Luo Youjingyu helped carry things, so he brought a lot of paint and so on.

After borrowing it back, Mao Jun showed her the paint: "Look, I have it."

Zhu Xiyue couldn't help laughing: "Then what if I want to borrow something else?"

Mao Jun: "Then borrow it, what do you want?"

Zhu Xiyue dimpled from laughter, picked up a paintbrush, and drew a few beards on Mao Jun's face.

She said, "Use your face to paint."

Mao Jun froze on the spot, not daring to move, and obediently acted as an easel.

Zhu Xiyue finally laughed out loud.

Xia Wenqiu sat beside him silently, drawing and drawing without speaking.

Seeing Lin Luo and Jing Yu whispering intimately, Mao Jun made Zhu Xiyue laugh. He looked down at his phone, wanting to chat with that person.

Only then did I realize that he had already blocked the other party.

Xia Wenqiu smiled helplessly and continued to paint, thinking: only painting will always be with you.

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