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Chapter 379 Freshness

After Xia Lemei ran over and saw the painting, she immediately stretched out her hand to roll up the painting: "The lazy painting is so beautiful, I'm going back."

Xia Lemei rolled up the painting and ran away, Xia Le'an quickly caught up: "Le Mei, where are you going?"

Zhong Qingyu stretched out her hand to grab Xia Le'an: "Brother-in-law, Le Mei is here to show off, don't worry about it, hey, I'll just catch up."

Zhong Qingyu quickly caught up with Xia Lemei who was walking forward. Xia Le'an looked at Zhong Qingxue in confusion: "Did Qingyu tell you just now?"

"I want to ask, why do you suddenly want to draw?"

Zhong Qingxue covered her mouth and smiled: "Didn't you say that before? Le Mei saw her junior girl drawing in school, and then met another little girl, she was fighting."

"Fighting?"

Xia Le'an blinked curiously: "What's going on?"

"It's just a joke between children. What else could happen? Just relax. Le Mei is so cute, who would deliberately mess with her?"

"That's right, anyone who dares to mess with Le Mei has to ask me if I agree."

"Okay, I know that you are a madman who loves girls, hurry up, and draw another one for me, it will look better than the one just now."

Zhong Qingxue looked at Xia Lean expectantly. Xia Lean wanted to refuse, but...

After being defeated by looking at Zhong Qingxue, Zhong Qingxue picked up the pencil with a bitter face, and Zhong Qingxue immediately posed a few poses in cooperation: "How about this pose? Is it too deliberate? What about this? Yes Isn't it a little fresh, is it too contrived? What about this?"

After adjusting her posture for several minutes, Zhong Qingxue just put her hands on her knees and looked at Xia Le'an with a smile: "Is it too rigid?"

Xia Le'an smiled and nodded: "I like this sitting posture."

"OK then."

Zhong Qingxue made some small adjustments: "Hurry up and draw, this is very tiring."

"Okay, right now."

Xia Le'an immediately started waving the pencil. After 5 minutes, he put down the pencil. Zhong Qingxue stepped forward immediately, picked up the drawing paper, looked at it for a while, slowly reached out, rolled up the drawing paper and put it in the drawer aside: "No It’s beautiful, let’s draw another one.”

"It doesn't look good? Then throw it away, what are you doing with it?"

Xia Le'an asked curiously, and Zhong Qingxue stared immediately: "As long as you talk too much, if I say it's not good-looking, it's not good-looking. Do you want to continue painting?"

"Pose, please."

Xia Le'an bent slightly and cupped her hands. Zhong Qingxue walked around the store a few times, and finally walked to the screen at the door of the store. She leaned her body lightly on the screen, thought for a while, and then took out an umbrella and opened it behind her: "Imagine I'm wearing a Chinese-style long skirt, the kind that sweeps the floor."

"How can you imagine this!"

Xia Le'an had a bitter face, Zhong Qingxue rolled her eyes again, Xia Le'an looked at each other for five seconds, then lowered her head depressedly: "Okay, please keep your posture."

Zhong Qingxue smiled happily. This time, Xia Le'an took half a minute to draw Zhong Qingxue's upper body: "You can rest now."

Zhong Qingxue bounced briskly to Xia Le'an's side, and watched Xia Le'an's hand move rapidly across the painting at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye. Not long after, a woman wearing a suit appeared on the painting. A Chinese-style long skirt, a traditional paper umbrella behind her, and a sketch of a classical beauty standing beside a screen.

"Eh... that's ok, Lalan, when did you learn to draw? Why didn't I know?"

"Well, it's a long story to say. When I was young, I met an old man who taught me."

Xia Le'an responded quite seriously, and Zhong Qingxue immediately reached out and knocked on the head: "I thought I was a three-year-old child. I know all the experiences from your birth to the present. When did you meet the old man?"

"Forehead……"

Xia Le'an struggled for a while, and suddenly stood up in awe: "In this case, I can only tell the truth. In fact, I am a genius among geniuses, the kind with an IQ of 999. No matter what I do, I am perfect. I know how to draw at a glance, which I just learned by myself."

"I really look like a three-year-old kid."

Zhong Qingxue stretched out her hand and pulled Xia Le'an's face, kneaded it for a while, and then let go: "If you don't tell me, don't tell me. I don't want to know yet. Keep painting."

"Still painting?"

Xia Le'an drew a long tone: "Aren't you tired after so many postures?"

"Why are you tired? I feel refreshed now, I can stand for a long time... um..."

Speaking of this, Zhong Qingxue silently walked to the sofa and sat down, stretched out her hands and rubbed her shoulders: "You said that the human body is really strange? When I didn't pay attention, I didn't feel a little bit. After I noticed, it seemed I get tired in no time."

Xia Le'an nodded quickly: "My wife is right."

"Be serious, but it's true."

Zhong Qingxue walked up to Xia Le'an, put her hand under Xia Le'an's nose, and stared at Xia Le'an for more than ten seconds, and then said: "Just talk about breathing. If you don't pay attention, it seems that you don't need to breathe at all. , but as soon as you have the thought of breathing, you will immediately and involuntarily start to control your breathing, why is that?"

"I don't know, I really haven't thought about this question."

After thinking about it for three seconds, Xia Le'an wisely gave up on this question. Throughout the ages, there must have been countless people who have thought about this question, but they have not come up with a clear answer. With his melon seeds, even if he can really think It may take a year and a half to come up with this answer. How can I have this time.

"Then think about it now."

Zhong Qingxue stretched out her hand and pulled off the white hair that protruded from Xia Le'an's forehead: "The hair will grow white so soon."

"I used to sit in front of the computer every day and play games and codewords. I guess it took a long time at that time. It's much better now. Let's see how it is?"

Xia Le'an lowered her head, and Zhong Qingxue looked around seriously: "It's okay, it seems that there is only one, but in fact, white hair is also pretty cool, right, let me make you a hairstyle?"

"No, it's too troublesome. It turns into a chicken coop when you wake up. It's too troublesome to take care of it every day."

Xia Le'an's head was shaking like a rattle, Zhong Qingxue nodded seriously: "It seems to be true, it's really troublesome, forget it, let's continue painting."

"Is your arm not numb now?"

"Are you kidding? I'm still a little girl, okay? It's so easy to get numb. Hurry up."

Zhong Qingxue wandered around the store again, thinking about what pose to pose, while Xia Le'an waited patiently with a pencil in her hand.

"Haha, I won, I won, lazy, I won."

Xia Lemei rushed into the store with the previous painting, ran over and hugged Xia Le'an's waist and cheered: "Lazy, I won."

"Win what?"

Xia Le'an and Zhong Qingxue all approached curiously. Outside the store, Zhong Qingyu followed with a bitter face: "This is really hard to see. He ran faster than me, and almost couldn't catch up."

(End of this chapter)