The sin of provocation gl

Just as Su Yechun was about to speak, Qi Han who finished speaking not far away came over.

Probably not for her.

Qi Han kept walking, "Didn't you mean to meet friends? It turned out that they came here to flirt with elementary school girls."

What a big misunderstanding!

Su Yechun felt a little uncomfortable being pressed by the invisible exclamation point. She didn't like being misunderstood, and even less liked being misunderstood by Qi Han, "I think you guessed wrong."

Regardless of the difference between men and women, Han Huan put his arms around her shoulders, "You are right, the friend I met is her, Su Yechun!"

"We..." Su Yechun picked the other person's hand and said, "It seems that we just met each other not long ago, right?"

"Huh? That's wrong, my junior!" The opponent placed his hand on the protruding shoulder again, and squeezed it twice intentionally or unintentionally, "My name, 80.00% of the people in M ​​University have heard of it , you have heard, then we are one-sided acquaintances."

To be honest, it is to hit the opponent mercilessly.

She decided to be more tactful, "Maybe... I am one of the 20.00%."

"..."

Han Huan said categorically: "It's okay. Anyway, we have known each other for more than ten minutes, and we are very familiar."

Su Yechun: "..." Why does this Han Huan feel different from yesterday?

Qi Han showed a fleeting smile, coughed a few times, and asked Su Yechun, "Why are you here? Do you like painting?"

"Come over with my friend to see the paintings," pointed her pink fingertips to Xiang Ling who was not far away, who was concentrating on looking up at the paintings, "However, I didn't expect these to be your works, and you surprised me again."

Han Huan: "Do you have a good relationship?"

Qi Han interrupted him, "No, you want to chase? Then I will let you?"

Han Huan's height of 1.8 meters is particularly eye-catching in the crowd, and he has to lower his head slightly when he speaks. When Su Yechun looked up, his dark eyes were full of coldness, "Then do you think you, she still have Who is the hardest to chase after Xia Xia?"

After a while, Qi Han came to the conclusion, "It should be me."

"You, I've chased her before. Do you think I won't be able to catch her?" Han Huan pointed at Su Yechun, his tone a little displeased, "Qi Han, don't try to explore my bottom line, you and Xiao Yechun's cp is also It's in full swing, it's summer, and I haven't had enough fun. So, I won't quarrel with you, you'd better stop talking to me with your weird tone. "

"...Han Huan!"

"What?"

Since it was still the time for the exhibition of works, the two of them were smiling when they spoke, and their voices were extremely low, but the atmosphere of fierce collision still made the air around the three of them spark.

After living for 20 years, for the first time, she had the illusion of being treated as a commodity. She was very aggrieved and indescribable.But in the current situation, it is impossible for people to think so much. After breaking free from the arm that was almost fettered, Su Yechun scanned the room between the two of them, and then tasted something from the flashing sight.

She found an excuse and returned to Xiang Ling. When she passed by, Xiang Ling was looking at an oil painting called "Flying Out of the Cage".

Color is a way to express emotion aesthetically, and it is also a way to make people feel the author's emotions. For example, most children's paintings are colorful and bright, which always give people a happy feeling.Colors can reveal the joyful and relaxed inner world of children.

The painting in front of me uses heavy colors, the main colors are thick black and gorgeous red. The painting is [-] centimeters long and [-] centimeters high.

The content of the painting is a silhouette of a long-haired girl, with waist-length hair flying happily in the air, with a cool peaked cap on her head, sitting leisurely on the roof. High-rise buildings that do not reach the edge.

The place where the girl was sitting seemed to be out of place with the whole city. Her dark and shiny eyes did not look at the world of feasting and feasting, but silently watched the sun rising from the sky, as if longing for the light.

After reading it, Su Yechun realized that such an oil painting that did not match the name had unknowingly attracted many painters.

"Stunning," Xiang Ling said silently, "this painting is too heavy in color, making it difficult to distinguish the key points that you want to highlight. Almost everything in the painting is the key point, and every stroke is the key point. One more stroke is too cumbersome , There is something missing. If you look carefully at this girl's eyes, people can see hope and love for this world. But there is also the helplessness of being locked in the rooftop."

People who have never learned painting are not worthy of speaking.

Su Yechun frowned slightly, and pulled Xiang Ling out of the gradually gathering crowd. The other party staggered a few steps, and asked, "Why are you pulling me? I haven't finished watching it yet!"

"I didn't say that, I think this painting looks familiar!" As he said, he took out his mobile phone and rummaged through the photo album, "I found it! Look at this oil painting, and then look at that oil painting! Is it the same?" of?"

Xiang Ling took the phone, was speechless for a long time, and finally said: "Why is this happening?"

Su Yechun took back her phone and raised it up to be on the same level as the oil painting surrounded by people. From her sight, the photos under the phone screen were dim and narrow, and the oil painting hanging on the whitewashed wall looked like Enlarged version of the photo, in a similar angle.

After a few comparisons, Xiang Ling asked in disbelief, "Could it be that the original picture of Huanhan is yours? Does it have anything to do with her knowing you?"

There is no relationship, it can only be called acquaintance, not only acquaintance, but also forced to tie CP.

"All I can think of now is that I used this picture as my avatar and played a game with Qi Han before."

"Didn't you use mine last time?"

"No, it was later. We came to three rounds, one lost, one won and one hung up. For this reason..."

"For what?"

For this reason, Qi Han set the game time before 24:[-] on Saturday night.

Su Yechun turned sideways with an unsteady expression, and the two were laughing and whispering.

"She's gone too far!" Su Yechun's gloomy face, that photo, that painting!Just thinking about it made her feel angry!

Xiang Ling couldn't understand her best friend's expression, but she knew that Su Yechun at this moment carried the shadow of the past.

She said without thinking: "Borrowing other people's photos without permission is an infringement of other people's portrait rights, and you can be held accountable."

The end time of the art exhibition is around two o'clock in the afternoon, and she and Xiang Ling have been in this studio all the time, and they still need to linger until around two o'clock.

During this period, some painters paid for Qi Han's works, and there were not a few people who did this.

It was nearly twelve o'clock at noon, Han Huan straightened his back, walked like the wind, stood in front of her gracefully, and asked warmly: "Two beautiful ladies, can I have a meal with you?" ?”

Xiang Ling, as an officer of the public relations department, has also met Han Huan, and after yesterday's cultural performance, there were many photos of Han Huan and Ji Youxia on the same stage. Excited and excited.What's more, this Han Huan personally invited them to dinner!Xiang Ling's smile was full of spring, and her happiness was beyond words, "Then...thank you?"

Su Yechun felt that Miss Xiang's adrenaline was soaring, and her brain was flooded. In a corner that Han Huan couldn't see, she pinched Xiang Ling, "Thank you Minister Han, we haven't finished the painting yet, so we won't go. "

Han Huan didn't feel sorry for being rejected. Instead, he smiled and continued to ask: "There are two hours left in the exhibition, young lady, are you really sure? I see your friend, it seems... Are you hungry?"

"..."

15 minute later.

You can't still have a sad face when others treat you, can you?So, Su Yechun sat with Han Huan in a stone pot restaurant in Wanda Plaza with a smile on his face.

Because of the painting, she was full of anger!Whether you eat it or not, you have no appetite anyway.

Xiang Ling ordered the sour bean bibimbap on the menu, and stared at Han Huan with a pair of smiling eyes, "Minister Han, do you think this is okay?"

Han Huan didn't say yes or no, but turned to Su Yechun beside him, "Xiao Yechun, do you want to eat? I can give it to you."

sky!There was no trace of this damn tiny movement, it was almost forcing her towards the transparent glass.

There is also this word, the words are not clear, and the picture that can be imagined is also unbearable to look directly at.

"Minister Han, you can just order. Xiang Ling is not picky eaters, and I am even less picky." Su Yechun snatched the extra menu and put it in front of his chest, "Minister Han, let's listen to what you say. good."

"Hahaha," Han Huanxun grabbed her hand before he could hide his ears, and smiled gracefully, "You all listen to me? We are not together yet, and you are so anxious to delegate power?"

Xiang Ling's palm-sized face was full of confusion, where am I?who I am?what happened?

"Yo? Who said just now that you don't want to get involved with CP? How can you hold it?" A strange voice came from the top of his head. Su Yechun raised his eyes at the right time, and saw Qi Han's hand with a silver bracelet resting on Han Huan's. On the shoulder, the curly wine red hair stuck to Baizhi's ear, "My dear, you are not afraid that I will be jealous if you do this?"

"If you don't come, how can you know about this?" Han Huan let go of his hands, sat upright, and asked solemnly, "The art exhibition is not over yet, why did you come here? Didn't you promise to bring you something to eat? "