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Chapter 513, What is the sorrow?
Later, he raised his hand and touched Ji Yunshu’s cheeks, but his red cheeks.
Touch your fingertips!
She won her a spirit.
Can not help but overturn, coveted.
Jingrong laughed, "What is nervous? I won't eat you again."
"I am not nervous."
"Yun Shu." Suddenly called her.
Yep?
She raised her gaze.
With an exploratory gaze, Jing Rong was somewhat curious and stared at her. "I really don't know, you will give me some surprises."
Uh huh?
Some were stunned.
Jingrong held her plain fingers and lifted it up slightly. He said, "I thought that you would only use these hands to examine the corpse, but I didn't expect that you still have a grinning mouth, even the Mingshan Academy. The students are all utterly speechless by your words."
It turned out that this is the case!
She licked her lips and was modest. "It’s all according to the textbook. I just spoke a few words. I didn’t expect it to fool them."
"But you not only fooled them, even the king was fooled by you, and it is destined to be fooled by you for a lifetime."
Affectionate words, like a gentle wind, rolled into her ear little by little.
Warmth picks up!
Ji Yunshu was in a heart and his body was thrown into his arms.
He also holds her firmly.
The two figures stood under the porch, facing the soft moonlight in the sky, and the gray light poured down and sprinkled on them.
There are quite a few ancient style posters!
Ji Yunshu’s face was tightly attached to his hot chest and enjoyed the moment when he only belonged to him.
She must also admit that only such a kind of embrace can let her put down all the guards and truly enjoy the happiness that a woman should have. She also admits that she is greedy and extremely greedy.
She wants to be in this warm embrace forever.
For a long time, she only raised her head and looked up at him. "Do you really want to let Tang girl be there alone?"
puff!
All the poetry and paintings were disrupted by this sentence.
Jing Rong hooked her jaw. "Don't you really like the girl in the Tang Dynasty?"
"What nonsense?"
She turned her head and pushed him away.
"I just worried that she couldn't do it alone. The big college, she won, but it may not be repaired."
"You can rest assured, isn't there still Mo Ruo? He won't care about her. After all, he owes a life to Tang girl."
"He will help her?"
"That is inevitable."
The scenery is very positive!
Mo Ruo will help Tang Si? No way?
If this is the case, there is a good show!
Ji Yunshu: "It's not too early, you have to rest early, and you have to hurry tomorrow morning."
Jing Rong: "But I want to stay with you for a while, not tonight..."
If the words have not been said, they will be stopped.
"No!" Directly and clearly refused.
Jing Rong smiled. "I haven't finished talking about this. You know what I want to say?"
"I……"Seeing her words, Jing Rong laughed even more evil, bowed her head and kissed her forehead gently. "Don't tease you, rest early."
Let's just say it, then turn around and walk away.
Behind, Ji Yunshu raised a happy smile.
And she just got ready to enter the room, but Shang Zhuo came over.
"Mr. Ji."
Shang Zhuo called her and strode over. The ink on his Confucian shirt was printed on the plain robes and caught the eye.
"Businessman? Is there something?"
Shang Zhuo took a ceremony. "I hope that Mr. Ji will not be surprised. Lin Shu has always been like this. He has offended two in speech, please don't take it."
It turned out to be for this!
She went back. "How come, it is the fault of the next. If you don't agree to draw anything with him, you won't be out of the matter. We used to borrow one night here. It is a guest. It really hasn't. The reason is conflict with people. I will make your school like that, and it hurts the Lin Gongzi. It is really not necessary. I have to work hard to make a apology to Lin Gongzi for us."
Slightly made a head!
The business table should be down!
I also raised the painting that was rolled up in my hand, saying, "This painting of Mr. Ji is only to avoid breaking it. I secretly put it away, and please don’t be surprised."
"This……"
"Mr. this picture is amazing!"
Marvel a hair!
Clearly not as good as people!
She laughs and doesn't speak.
Shang Zhuoben has an amazing ability to copy, and the vision is naturally different from others.
He said, "This painting seems to be a little better than Lin Shu's painter, but I think, it is Mr. You are making him right. After all, if you want to win easily, you have to lose the traces, but it is difficult. Adding difficulties, Mr. Presumably, in order to not want Lin Shu to entangle again, he deliberately lost to him, and his paintings are all lines, seemingly invisible, but shaped in the charm, the painting style seems loose, but the pen Powerful, rigorous, each line has a depth of depth, and it will be collected at the point, although there is no domineering in the "Jiangbei Huaibei" map.
On the whole picture, there is also less murderousness and sorrow on the battlefield. However, there is more sorrow that the "Jiangbei Huainan" map does not show. It is the helplessness and pain of the people who have been displaced in the war. What is the sorrow of death and injury? ”
This review is absolutely professional!
But I have to say that he is indeed a smart person.
Ji Yunshu’s mind is good, his paintings are good, and he is fully understood by his words. Naturally, there is no need to hide the cover.
She said, "Yu Fuzi said that you have done a painting. The "Hundred Birds and Phoenix" is even more vivid than Ouyang's original. You can win over others, but you know that it is not yours. You didn't say it in front of everyone. Otherwise, Lin Gongzi wouldn't give up, but in any case, Lin Gongzi won't be right, and there is no need to care too much. Shanggongzi, are you right?"
"Mr. is right," he said. "It is true that who wins and who loses is not important. It is just this painting. I wonder if Mr. can give it to me?"
It’s not a masterpiece, what about the collection?
"of course can.""Thank you, Mr.." He took a sigh. "That... don't bother Mr. rest."
"Yep."
Shang Zhuo will leave!
Ji Yunshu returned to the house, and finally the ear was clean.
And the other side.
Hot springs in Houshan.
The students who were covered in ink were squeezed here to take a bath. Under the moonlight, they were all shirtless, surrounded by a white towel, and they went into the water with a stuffy head.
In less than a moment, the hot spring water flowing in the pool was soaked into black water.
Lin Shu is like a big brother in the water, the hands clasped to the side of the goose warm stone, the wound on the shoulder that was cracked by the whip is still bleeding.
Two of his classmates are giving him medicine.
The syrup penetrated into the flesh and bitten pain. He screamed, "Light, hurt."
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