Fake tricks with the tyrant boss

Lin Jinyan was worried when he handed in his homework, but Li Changlu held it for a while and didn't say anything. He only snorted coldly when he found that the content of his painting was getting simpler and simpler. , he stared at it twice more: "Haven't you finished the painting yet?"

"Well, it's too late."

Li Changlu confiscated all the others, and returned the last portrait to him: "Continue painting before finishing the painting. The homework from the day before yesterday can't be finished until today. Continue with four homework today. When can I finish it on time and according to the requirements?" Then, you can enjoy the same treatment as other students.”

Lin Jinyan: "..."

He dared not speak out, took the drawing paper back to his seat, yawned and drew the kitten he was going to draw today.

The puppet cat on the podium today was brought by Li Changlu. It's too lazy to stay still, like a sculpture, and only stretches once in a while. It's a good model.

Fortunately, there is enough time today, and I finished a piece of homework in class. When I went back, I added Gu Xu's portrait, which barely counted as four paintings. It was much easier than yesterday.

The most important thing is that this week's class is over, Li Changlu only has three days a week, and the rest of the time is for homework, which will be handed in next week.

But when the get out of class was over, Lin Jinyan's homework changed again. He had three times more homework than others. Everyone else had two sketches, but he had four. Besides, there was a penalty, which had already been completed. One, and three more.

When he heard that he had seven paintings, he was a little dazed. He wanted to reason with Li Changlu. He clearly agreed that there were four homeworks, but after finishing one, there were three left. Why did it suddenly become seven? Li Changlu stared back with the eyes of "you fucking dare to talk back and be lazy, don't come next week", and shut up.

But in fact, learning to paint is just like this, build up one by one, and lay a solid foundation by drawing continuously.

He hasn't painted for more than a year, and his basic skills have regressed. When Li Changlu gave him advice, he wanted to point his nose and scold him for being ignorant. No wonder Li Changlu left him so much homework.

Lin Jinyan even quit playing games. He didn’t look at Moments or scroll through social media. He first completed two still lifes at home, and then went downstairs to draw a picture of skyscrapers and a stray dog ​​hiding in the bushes.

It took him two days to complete these paintings, and the day Mo Baiqing came to see him again, he sat on the bench downstairs to fill in Gu Xu's portrait.

Mo Baiqing came quietly, and stared at the drawing paper behind him for a long time, his teeth were so sore that he fell down: "Where is the painting sweetheart?"

Lin Jinyan's first reaction was to cover it up, but when he looked back, Mo Baiqing had been on the sidelines for some time, and knew that it was useless to cover it up, so he simply let him see it openly: "Which eye sees that he is my sweetheart."

Mo Baiqing snorted coldly, walked up to him and sat down: "I've never seen you draw so seriously. When others draw figures, they have to sit in front of the model. You don't need it. This person sits in your heart." ?”

"Can you stop being so disgusting?"

Mo Baiqing stopped talking, just turned his head to look at him, his eyes were more disgusting than talking, as if he was hesitant to talk.

Lin Jinyan: "..."

Mo Baiqing saw the disgust in his eyes, and sighed: "Forget it, Yanyan, if you like him so much, just be with him, and if he dares to bully you, none of your buddies will let you go." He. I can't force you to look back at me and stay with me. If you want to feel for me, you have already had it hundreds of years ago."

Lin Jinyan refused to admit it, and muttered, "Who likes him?"

He took off the drawing paper and pushed it aside: "You sit on the chair over there."

Mo Baiqing didn't understand, so he said, "I can't even sit with you?"

Lin Jinyan held the paintbrush and looked at him with mentally retarded eyes.

Mo Baiqing glanced at his situation, suddenly blessed and overjoyed: "I'll go there now."

Knowing that Lin Jinyan wanted to draw him, Mo Baiqing chose a handsome posture to sit in with the burden of being an idol.

This was the kind of treatment that he couldn't even ask for back then, but now that he was suddenly treated so preferentially, it seemed that he was not very happy after thinking about it.

Lin Jinyan was very serious about painting, and he painted for a full afternoon. Finally, he finished the painting and asked Mo Baiqing, whose legs were numb, to come over to look at it.

Lin Jinyan's painting skills have actually regressed compared to two years ago, but recently he has painted more, and the touch has returned.

Gouache painting is no better than oil painting. Even the works of realist painters still have a hazy beauty of looking at flowers through fog.

Generally speaking, Lin Jinyan's painting is still very similar, capturing the charm of Mo Baiqing's eyebrows and eyes.There may be some artistic processing, but such artistic processing made Mo Baiqing feel that his image in Lin Jinyan's heart is still good.He tried to boil the frog in warm water for so many years, but Lin Jinyan said that the frog was too patient and remained indifferent, and finally jumped out to pursue the colorful world outside.The only thing they can maintain is their friendship.

Compared to Gu Xu, he barely wins because of the friendship he grew up with Lin Jinyan. It doesn't need to be said that it will last forever, as long as Lin Jinyan needs it, he will always show up.On the contrary, Gu Xu, if the two of them really broke up, they would probably have nothing to do with each other forever.Thinking about it this way, Mo Baiqing felt that he still made money.

"Can you give me words?"

"No." Of course Lin Jinyan did not draw for him for nothing, "I have to hand in my homework."

Satisfied that he couldn't get the painting, Mo Baiqing continued, "Then let's have dinner, it's getting late."

Lin Jinyan glanced at his phone, there was a text message from Gu Xu, he ignored it and packed his things.

It's just that he just packed up when Lin Jisheng's WeChat message suddenly popped up: "Brother, are you in England, can we meet?"

Lin Jinyan felt uncomfortable when he heard him call brother, and replied: "There is nothing to see."

After he replied, Lin Jisheng didn't follow up, and he didn't seem to be sincerely asking to see him.

There are still two paintings to complete the task, Lin Jinyan also meant to relax, Mo Baiqing asked him to go out, but he did not object.

First, he went upstairs to put the painting supplies, and then Lin Jinyan led him to the garage.

Seeing Lin Jinyan climb into a McLaren, Mo Baiqing: "..."

"Come up?" Lin Jinyan looked at him through the car window, "Why are you still standing there?"

Mo Baiqing sat on it: "Is this a new car you bought?"

"No, Gu Xu's, leave it to me."

Mo Baiqing had already guessed.Lin Jinyan would not buy such an expensive sports car unless he hadn't broken up with his father.There is probably only one person who can be so generous to Lin Jinyan, and that is Gu Xu.

A sports car designed according to racing car standards does seem to be more stylish and more enjoyable to drive than an ordinary sports car, but Mo Baiqing is not at all happy when he is sitting.

Lin Jinyan found a western restaurant nearby.

It is difficult to find a Chinese restaurant that you like in foreign countries, so it is better to eat Western food.The restaurant that Gu Xu ordered is okay, but it's too far away, and the restaurant may be closed before it even arrives.

Lin Jinyan didn't plan to eat more, and wanted to go back to eat the dishes Gu Xu ordered for him, so he ordered a steak.

It doesn't matter if you can eat enough for the night, Mo Baiqing just kept it simple and talked to him: "How long do you plan to stay in England this time?"

Lin Jinyan cut the steak and said casually, "It depends on your mood."

It also depends on when Li Changlu is willing to let him go, he is serious about studying.

"Are you going to study painting hard this time? Teacher Li Changlu didn't scold you again?" Mo Baiqing smiled, "You were always absent from class at that time, and Li Changlu chased after you on the phone a few times to scold you, which shows that he really cares about you."

Lin Jinyan said boredly: "Why did he scold me when I studied hard in class. I was just ignorant at that time."

Mo Baiqing was really surprised: "I didn't expect to hear self-reflection from you."

Although he also admitted that he was ignorant, Lin Jinyan still raised his eyelids and gave him a look, and was about to look away for a moment.

Sitting behind Mo Baiqing were Lin Jisheng and Tan Yan.

Lin Jisheng turned his back to this side and didn't see Lin Jinyan, but Tan Yan looked up and saw Lin Jinyan just like Lin Jinyan.

"I told you, he won't come to have dinner with us." Lin Jisheng was a little impatient, "You've already seen me, so go back early."

Tan Yan smiled, holding the fork still elegantly: "Who said that?"

She raised her chin and looked at Lin Jinyan: "Isn't your brother there?"

Lin Jisheng paused, followed her gaze, and finally saw Lin Jinyan with a displeased expression.

Tan Yan was very complacent, and called the waiter: "Let's change a table, next to them."

Mo Baiqing also followed Lin Jinyan's gaze to see Tan Yan and Lin Jisheng, and frowned, "Shall we switch?"

"What do you want to change?" Lin Jinyan got angry, "If you want to change it, they will change it."

Let's see who the hell can kill who.

After the waiter changed tables for Tan Yan and Lin Jisheng, Tan Yan sat down, right next to Lin Jinyan, across an aisle, Tan Yan smiled happily, as if she was the considerate and proper stepmother she used to be, only what she said was not at all So what happened: "Yanyan, did you break up with Gu Xu?"

Before Lin Jinyan could answer, she saw Mo Baiqing look him up and down again: "You're not bad, better than Gu Xu, at least Auntie doesn't have any excuses for your pettyness."

"Is your mother mentally ill?" Lin Jinyan looked at Lin Jisheng, "If her mind is abnormal, you should send her to a mental hospital as soon as possible."

Lin Jisheng's face was not very good-looking, and he said to Tan Yan: "Mom, stop talking about what you have and what you don't have. I will book a ticket for you and go back tomorrow."

Tan Yan smiled calmly: "Okay, anyway, I've seen Yanyan, if I can clear my words today, then go back tomorrow."

"What else do you have to say?" Lin Jisheng's eyes showed a trace of pain, "Mom, I beg you, can you be quiet?"

"Yan Yan," Tan Yan ignored him, "There is a past event that we have never mentioned. After all, the deceased is gone, why bother to bring up the old matter after her death, and everyone may not believe it. Feel like those of us who are alive are smearing her."

Lin Jinyan was puzzled: "Tan Yan, what exactly are you trying to say?"

"Don't worry," Tan Yan held the knife in her hand, "I just want to tell you the truth about one thing. Back then, your parents and I were alumni of the same school, and your mother and I were still in the same class. Lin Ping was promoted to the first grade , and the students from the student union came to explain the school rules to us juniors. Back then, I first fell in love with Lin Pingsheng, first looked for his contact information, and first confessed to him and slept with him. That's why your mother It's that mistress!"

Mo Baiqing shouted the moment her voice fell: "What the hell are you talking about? Please don't listen to his nonsense."

In order to prevent Lin Jinyan from making a sudden move, he quickly pressed Lin Jinyan's wrist.

Lin Jinyan's veins were throbbing, but he still tried his best to control his emotions. He pulled out his hand and said to Tan Yan, "I won't believe a word you say."

Tan Yan chuckled: "You can ask your good father."

Lin Jinyan got up to leave, but Tan Yan stood up with her hands hanging on her side: "Jinyan, you have a good face just like your mother, and you can fascinate those stinky men with this face. But you It's a man, if your mother knows that her son is good and doesn't try to imitate her ability to seduce men, I'm afraid she will vomit a mouthful of blood in hell..."

Lin Jinyan shot violently and knocked Tan Yan to the ground with a punch.

Mo Baiqing and Lin Jisheng hurriedly fought: "Be careful, you can't fight here..."

Tan Yan was also held up by Lin Jisheng, and the knife in his hand was raised, bleeding drop by drop.

Mo Baiqing was startled, and looked at Lin Jinyan, only to find that his arm had been cut open somehow, and blood spilled out, which was shocking.

Tan Yan was still laughing: "I've wanted to shave your mother's face for a long time, I can't shave hers, it's okay to shave her son's, it's a pity..."

"Shut up!" Lin Jisheng roared, snatched the knife from her hand and threw it away, pushed Tan Yan away, and said to Mo Baiqing, "Go to the hospital!"

Lin Jinyan's eyes were bloodshot, and he wanted to go up and kick Tan Yan, but Mo Baiqing hugged him tightly: "Let's go to the hospital, first go to the hospital and talk."

The manager of the restaurant came to inquire about the situation, Mo Baiqing casually said a few words, grabbed the coat and put it on Lin Jinyan's arm to cover the wound, and walked out with him half in his arms.

While driving, Mo Baiqing kept asking Lin Jinyan if it hurt, but Lin Jinyan just leaned against the window and said nothing.

The phone in his pocket rang several times, but Lin Jinyan didn't take it out to answer it.

Mo Baiqing comforted him: "Don't listen to Tan Yan's words, this is definitely not the case."

Lin Jinyan ignored him.

Soon after arriving at the hospital, Lin Jinyan's wound was no longer bleeding, but the bloody and mutilated look was even more horrible.If Lin Jinyan hadn't rolled up his sleeves for convenience during the meal, he wouldn't have been injured so badly.

After cleaning the wound, getting stitches and medicine, Lin Jinyan leaned against the hospital wall with a pale face, looking indescribably fragile.

Mo Baiqing reached out to hug him, but he pushed him away.

Lin Jinyan walked forward without saying a word, his back lean and slightly bowed.Mo Baiqing's heart clenched in pain, hating himself for not being able to block that blow for him, and asked him, "Does it hurt?"

He didn't expect Lin Jinyan to answer, but after a moment of silence, Lin Jinyan still replied in a low voice: "It doesn't hurt."

How could it not hurt, seven or eight stitches were done, but it was just trying to be brave.

On the way back, Lin Jinyan finally took out his mobile phone, but he was just booking a ticket back home.

Mo Baiqing was worried that he was alone and kept sending him upstairs.

In the corridor, Gu Xu leaned against the door and was still looking at his mobile phone, holding a food box in the other hand. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his eyes, and his eyes were instantly attracted by the gauze on Lin Jinyan's arm.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with your hand?"

Lin Jinyan ignored him and Mo Baiqing. After entering the room, he slammed the door on both of their faces.

Gu Xu looked at Mo Baiqing, and asked with an ugly face: "What did you guys do out there, why did he hurt his hand?"

Mo Baiqing handed the car keys to Gu Xu: "I met Tan Yan."

After Mo Baiqing explained the matter briefly, Gu Xu's face turned livid, and he turned to ring the doorbell.

Lin Jinyan naturally wouldn't come to open the door, so Gu Xu entered the password again.

Mo Baiqing watched from the side: "Do you know his password?"

Gu Xu didn't say anything, made a mistake once, and entered again.

"Mr. Gu, he didn't tell you the password, isn't it good for you to go in so rashly?" Mo Baiqing couldn't help frowning.

But the next moment, with a beep, the door opened.

Gu Xu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't hold back an angry and funny curse: "Child."

Mo Baiqing was also taken aback for a moment: "How did you guess the password?"

"No need to guess." It was Jiang Ting's password.

The kid had duplicity, changed the password of the apartment to Jiang Ting's password, and did not defend him at all. While he allowed him to enter and leave his territory at will, Lin Jinyan actually treated him the same.

After Gu Xu entered, he stopped Mo Baiqing: "It's getting late, Xiao Mo should go back to the hotel early."

After he finished speaking, he closed the door without waiting for Mo Baiqing's answer.

Mo Baiqing stood outside the door for a long time, once again deeply realizing that everything is really different.The child in the room who chased him and called him brother when he was a child, and grew up relying on his unconditional trust in him, already has someone he trusts and relies on more.

He smiled wryly, and a ridiculous thought came to his mind, if he had suffered that knife for Lin Jinyan, would it be different.Maybe now Lin Jinyan will always be by his side, caring about him and taking care of him, and it's not Gu Xu's turn to do anything.

But even if he was stabbed, even if he was kept by his side temporarily, with Lin Jinyan's character, he would not choose to be with him because of guilt or debt.

Mo Baiqing took a step back, wiped his face, turned and left.