MTL - Spending the Villain’s Money to Extend My Life-Chapter 96

Gu Shishi is certainly not a psychologist.

But common sense she still has.

When I finished crying, I calmed down.

She took out a small book and started writing a war plan again.

[The first article cannot be forced to swear. ]

Some people are getting tighter and tighter.

Transfer his attention and slowly let him relax, he is willing to confide problems, the problem can be easily solved.

[Article 2, consciously instill the concept of 'some people are not saved'. ]

Compare the two groups of samples, Huo Chuchu and Huo Wencheng.

The former is embarrassing now, hard work and progress, and even better know how to cherish the present, but why not be blessed by misfortune?

The latter does not want to say that she is embarrassed. She is also a brother. May he do something good. Individualism, can't save it!

Not who can change! The gene is not good!

[Third, education is not just a problem with baba. ]

There are mothers in the world, there are uncles and aunts, and there is no shortage of teachers.

There are many examples and there are many people in charge.

Dad obviously can't blame himself on himself.

[Fourth, the baby will go with the flow, and he will be prepared, and he will be fortunate, not forcing. ]

[Article 5, the baby is very cute, it is worth looking forward to the duck~]

When Gu Shi wrote a few articles, he thought about holding his chin.

How to implement these operational plans, let Daxu understand this truth?

Can not be purely preaching.

"Hey."

Gu Shi’s head is bald.

It can be seen how difficult it is to teach this child in the future...

She touched the paper on hand and stared at the maze that she had just completed half of the landscape.

Kneeling, I stood up and took the sheep, slamming the pen!

With!

*

And next door to the study, Qin Ruhai completed the task and naturally went back to report.

Seeing the man's back standing by the window, half of his face and hiding in the shadow, Qin Ruhai couldn't help but want to break his mouth.

Old innocence is not fair!

He is so understanding, gentle and considerate man, handsome and rich, and a skill, young and romantic, how to find a good wife! ?

This kind of expressionless guy has arched a good flower!

Hey!

It’s not fair!

"I told her."

Qin Ruhai turned and left.

Stay one more minute and get crazy.

"Ok."

The men in the shadows did not turn back.

*

In the next few days, Gu Shishi still adhered to the healthy work schedule and recipes, pretending that nothing happened.

In fact, even when Huo Shishen returned to the room that day, she did not discuss the meaning of the matter. When she got to the point, she pulled her head and slept.

Huo Shishen also said this.

They are still painting at home, one at home.

One word does not revolve around the child, and the two worlds are incomparably harmonious.

It was only on the Saturday of the exchange meeting that Master Gu had a rare request after marriage.

"Can I ask the Secretary to help me with the painting?"

"Well, I will go too, but wait outside the car. But... Mr. Huo, can you accompany me?"

Being called a gentleman by his little wife, no man can resist the temptation of this fatality.

"Ok."

But Huo Shen carefully squatted down and couldn't help but look at the picture tube that she was holding in her arms.

It is a landscape painting, he has paid attention to these days.

However, there were a few blanks. He did not see the final completion. It may have been missed when he went out for the morning run.

"I am going to scare them a big jump."

"Leave my age first."

Gu Shishi licked his lips.

"So I waited in the car first."

"it is good."

Huo Shishen did not hesitate to defend his family's girl.

Whatever she wants, she can do it.

Even if she likes it, it doesn't take much effort to set up an ink painting foundation.

He raised his hand and let Si Yi go in.

Gu Shishi bit his lip.

Is he not curious about her work?

It’s really frustrating.

When the secretary got off the bus, he had already received the boss's gesture.

- Buy it.

Secretary Yi nodded immediately.

understand!

Horshen closed again.

Gu Shishi was eager to poke his head. "I will remember to give me live broadcasts~"

She shook her phone.

The Secretary was busy with the purpose, plugged in a wireless headset and went.

Of course, Gu Shishi also wants to hear other people's evaluation of her work.

Without any objective evaluation of her own color.

*

Division One is the first time to enter this type of art association.

But he is not worthy. After several auctions with the boss, he is also a knowledgeable person.

When he arrived at the venue, he prompted the second floor of the small house according to the address.

But as soon as he goes up, he is also a glimpse.

This place is not forced to be high, but the visual shock is great!

In the five or sixty-five flat rooms with small area, they are all a bunch of white-haired old ladies and grandmothers.

As soon as the Secretary walked in, he felt that he was out of place!

He has a black uniform and is physically strong and steadily.

Not a world at all!

"Old Li, you have grown up again!"

"Oh, your characters are not too much, this time the situation is more harmonious than last month!"

"But the character, or Lei Ge is a high school!"

"Where is there -"

The old guys in the room are clearly eager to discuss the paintings.

But very quickly, they also noticed that the painting style was not quite right.

"Is this little friend going wrong? We are hosting an event today."

The white-haired old man in the tunic suit and some beer belly smiled and opened his mouth.

"There is no indication that this building is unknown. Are you on the side of the oil painting exhibition? Go out and turn right, the house over there."

Everyone nodded.

But Si Yi coughed and put the picture tube behind him down.

"You good predecessors, I did not go wrong, is to send this ink and wash works."

The crowd suddenly looked up and down at him.

"what?!"

"Is this the newcomer in the group, the big touch of ink?"

"It turned out to be a younger generation. Mr. Huang personally introduced the group, I thought it was the same as ours."

"Little friend, which painting school do you come from? Who is the teacher?"

"Is it the high-ranking player of President Huang?"

Secretary Yi did not speak, they guessed it.

Sure enough, as Gu Shishi expected, they haven’t read the paintings yet. They have defined the labels of the younger generations according to their appearance.

"Predecessors, my family owner asked me to come to paint, she was a little inconvenient. She asked me to come and exchange with you, to shoot the works of the predecessors, and to listen to how the seniors appreciate."

Equal to him is a message.

When everyone heard it, they immediately understood it.

Siyi was afraid that they would drive him away, but it didn't happen at all.

Not only do you not catch people, but you also feel the same and are very enthusiastic about him.

"Is he inconvenient?"

"The last time I was absent, I was twisted. I have a cream recommendation, do you want it?"

"Older, no way, more things. My little granddaughter is in kindergarten today, but fortunately her mother is on vacation, I just slipped out!"

A group of old people said it was awkward.

As soon as the Secretary heard this, he couldn’t take it anymore. He quickly placed the picture in the picture tube on the table carefully.

"Right, first look at the painting."

"Then come first from the newcomer."

"Haha, we haven't been new for a long time! Looking forward, isn't it more than a high person?"

While talking, the picture on the hands of Secretary Yi has slowly started.

The scrolls are all scrolled from left to right, so when you expand, you can watch from right to left.

As the Secretary carefully opened, the vision of the mountains and the mountains seemed to be fully unfolded.

The majestic Yanchuan, the staggered pines and cypresses, and the abrupt rock and stone immediately brought people into the vivid scenery of nature.

Soon, they saw the red-dressed lady at the foot of the mountain who was quietly gazing at the falls of the waterfall. The white-brimmed hat occluded her side face. Under the setting of the hard rock, she showed her clothes soft and beautiful.

Next to her, she is still holding a child with a pair of eyes.

It seems that I don’t understand the beauty in front of me, but I still smile and ask questions on my back. I still have a fishing raft on my hand.

On the side of the two men, there is a scattered chessboard and small table, with a wide belly clay teapot and three small cups on the table.

This two charismatic characters simply outlines the relatives and warmth of the mother and son, and even seems to indicate that they are waiting for someone to come back and see the beauty.

And when this picture is slowly opened to the end of the left side, it is like a cloud over the mountains.

At the very end of the drawing paper, there are some peaks that are smog-locked, and the rest are fog-covered. People can’t help but wonder what is hidden in the fog.

"Masters, what's the comment?"

The Secretary saw that everyone was stunned and could not help but remind him.

As a result, as soon as he spoke, he was glanced at the old man who had just said low back pain.

"Young people, don't worry."

Secretary I is a rough person. I only know that I look good and I can understand the doorway.

But the old man still likes to preach, pointing to the leftmost smoke and rain, leaving him to sigh and teach him, "Look at the painting can not swallow the jujube, to carefully tasting."

"Look at the scenery here, don't think it's just a simple white space. Here is a bold slash, hanging and hanging, dividing the majority of the picture, on the one hand, aggressive, on the one hand, people feel the fierce momentum of this misty mountain, wonderful Ok?!"

"A white space is like a brush, and I am a long-term experience. I can still do this."

I saw it, it seems that this is the case.

But before I even had time to reconcile, another old man around me spoke again. "Old Ray, you only said half of it. Look at the inscription above. This word is written... Hey, this is a wonderful thought!"

This person said that other people have turned their attention to the past.

[Old wife draws paper for the game, and the child knocks the needle for the hook. 】

Two lines of words, the font is round, steady and delicate, each word looks rough and simple, you can see that the strokes of these are different, and there are changes between the words, but they are reflected in the whole!

"incredible!"

"Hey, this master!"

"Old Huang can, where to find the guy!"

"This calligraphy, I can go to the Calligraphy Association to turn over a group of people!"

*

At the moment, in the car, Master Gu took the hand.

When the company's camera lens is facing the drawing paper, the whole painting can be seen in the car.

As the old man uttered his inscriptions on the inscription -

The water bottle that Huo Shun just took out from the small refrigerator in the car fell off the ground!

The author has something to say: See you tomorrow.

Ah... the weekend is coming! Thinking about what to eat is the first thing to be!