I'm so fragrant after eating soft rice

After hearing Ruan Lin's words, Qing Li felt as if he was in a dream. He sent Ruan Lin away in a daze, then tidied up the tea on the table, went back to the room, and sat down at the desk.

Qingli stood in front of the desk for a long time, and after a while, he stretched out his hand and pinched his face vigorously.

It hurts.

it is true!

Qingli realized what he had just experienced just now like waking up from a dream. He couldn't believe that Mr. Ruan really accepted him!

Qing Qing was so excited that he almost wanted to do a tap dance in the room. He cheered and rolled somersaults on the bed, then hurriedly ran to share the good news with his grandpa.

"Grandpa! Grandpa! Mr. Ruan just came here, and he told me that he promised to take me in!"

Qingli cheered and ran to grandpa. Grandpa saw Qingli's beaming face and laughed along with him.

"Really, our Qingli is so good, why wouldn't Mr. Ruan accept our Qingli?"

Grandpa rubbed Qingli's hair that exploded due to running, the soft feel reminded him of Qingli's appearance when he was like a soft dumpling when he was young, calling him "Grandpa" in a childish voice.

"Grandpa, what do you think I should wear when I go to see Mr. Ruan tomorrow? What should I bring?"

Qingli walked around the room like a kid who was about to meet his girlfriend, and without waiting for his grandfather to give him advice, he ran back to the room like the wind again, and began to rummage through the closet.

Seeing Qingli's energetic appearance, Grandpa smiled gratifiedly, and stepped forward to help Qingli find suitable clothes.

The next day, Qingli wore the white shirt and light-colored jeans suggested by her grandfather, and brand new white sneakers on her feet. She happily went to Ruan Lin's house with the prepared breakfast.

This time, Qing Li knocked on the door of Ruan Lin's house with joy, greeted him energetically, and then consciously started serving breakfast.

The two continued to act as usual as if nothing had happened in the previous week.

After breakfast, Ruan Lin put down her chopsticks and said to Qingli, "Why don't you do any apprentice ceremony, just draw with me in the future, and after you pack up, draw a picture for me first." , let me see how your foundation is."

"Okay!" Qingli happily agreed, then quickly cleared the table, made another pot of hot tea for Ruan Lin, and finished a simple painting while Ruan Lin was exercising.

Just after Ruan Lin finished exercising, Qingli presented the painting to Ruan Lin while offering a cup of hot tea.

Ruan Lin took the tea from Qingli, wiped off her sweat with a towel, and signaled Qingli to put Pingping on the table for him to see.

The blue glass flower is a simple picture of a chicken pecking at rice. The chubby yellow chicken is as vivid on the drawing paper as a dumpling, as if it will walk out of the drawing paper in the next second and fall to the ground to eat rice.

Ruan Lin looked at Qingli's painting and didn't speak for a long time. Qingli looked at Ruan Lin with a confident expression and gradually became a little apprehensive.

"Mr. Ruan... No, teacher, how is my drawing?"

Ruan Lin didn't speak for a long time, he raised his head and drank the tea in the accusation, and put the teacup on the table, Qing Li's heart also trembled with the tea Ruan Lin put down, as if the teacup was not placed properly. Not on the table, but in his heart.

"You only learned this from Mr. Liu all these years?" Ruan Lin frowned and looked at Qingli.

Qingli's heart trembled when Ruan Lin saw it, and she was quite at a loss.

"me……"

Ruan Lin doesn't like people who speak hesitantly, so she stops listening to Qingli and interrupts his answer.

"You are practicing basic skills here today, when I say it's ok, when are you painting something else."

After Ruan Lin gave Qingli instructions, she went back to the study.

Qingli looked at the painting on the table, feeling a little depressed by Ruan Lin's shock.

"Is it really that bad?" Qingli muttered, carefully putting away the scroll.

For Ruan Lin's making things difficult, Qingli did not give up easily, nor did he have any complaints. He just patiently practiced the basic skills according to Ruan Lin's instructions, and the boring lines made him draw with gusto. Qingli, who was singing and practicing, also didn't understand.

He used to practice these basic skills and found it very boring. Xie Hehe was the most serious in this aspect. If he didn’t pay attention, he didn’t know where to play. Ruan Lin used to have the most headache when taking Xie Hehe. The mischievous kid fought wits and bravery, and his whole head was about to be blown up.

But Qingli can practice honestly for so long, and still listen to him after he denied his painting, it is rare for him at this age to not have a rebellious heart.

Ruan Lin looked at Qingli's straight back standing in front of the table and drew, and raised her eyebrows.

This Qingli is really interesting.