When the green tea female partner is forced to attack the female lead

Zhao Qingdai felt that she was so stupid at the age of 19.

No, it should be that before she awakened her self-awareness and met the system, she didn't have a bright mind.

Otherwise, how could he unilaterally alienate Du Jingmo, keep an eye on her life like a pervert, and after discovering that there are men intending to approach her, he will try to lure those men to his side.

When she saw the plot given by the system, Zhao Qingdai was as steady as an old dog on the surface, but she was actually taken aback.

Because that seemed like something she could do.

Oh, except for splashing Dujing ink with sulfuric acid.

Picking up the paintbrush again, she has learned how to control her emotions that urgently need to be vented, and every stroke of the painting is delicate and stable.There is no need to compare photos, or even make a draft. Her painting has only been opened this time, but she has sketched it in her mind too many times.

The funny face system waited for her to finish the painting before daring to make a sound: "Looking at this painting, it is really graceful, like a dragon swimming. It is the identity of the female supporting role of the novel that restricts you, otherwise you must be a contemporary Da Vinci."

The rainbow fart was too hard, it made Zhao Qingdai laugh.

She put away the painting tools, waited for the paint to dry naturally, put her hands together and said sincerely: "Be normal, I'm so scared, I beg you."

System: "..." It wants to take back its guilt.

In order to finish this painting, Zhao Qingdai stayed in the room from morning to night, and didn't even come out for lunch.After finishing the painting, she held an apple and sat at the door of the small courtyard, waiting for Du Jingmo to lead her into the room as soon as he came back.

So as soon as Du Jingmo entered the door, he heard the sound of chewing.

Zhao Qingdai didn't feel hungry until now, and carefully finished clicking the apple, then took out a wet towel to wipe her hands clean, wrapped the apple core, threw it into the trash can with great precision, and sat upright to wait for someone.

This set of operations successfully made Du Jingmo laugh.

After many years, she rediscovered the joy of raising Zhao Qingdai back then.

"Sister, you are back!" Zhao Qingdai hurriedly put her hands behind her back and stood up abruptly.

Like a child who was suddenly called by the teacher.

Du Jingmo: "Why are you sitting here? Waiting for me?"

Zhao Qingdai nodded vigorously: "I have something to show you!"

As she spoke, she took the initiative to pull Du Jingmo's hand. The moment her fingers were held together, she clearly felt that her body temperature was rising.

She tried to take a deep breath, and walked slowly and steadily to control her chaotic heartbeat.

"Calm down, I want to be calm." She told herself in her heart, "I'm such a big green tea, I can't be so worthless."

"Why are your neck and ears so red?" Du Jingmo used his free hand to lift the hair beside her ear to look, "What time did you come out? Have you put on sunscreen?"

"Not long after I came out, the sun was about to go down, so I didn't wear sunscreen." Zhao Qingdai also touched her earlobe, with a calm face, and asked, "Is it very red?"

System: "It's a real life. It looks like an old dog on the surface, but it's actually a lot of panic."

Zhao Qingdai managed to cover up the topic, and while speaking, she and Du Jingmo walked to the door of the guest room.

As soon as the door was opened, the portrait of Du Jingmo appeared in front of the two of them.

The sky is also beautiful at this moment, the afterglow of the setting sun falls on the frame, as if coated with a layer of halo, the background colors of Zhao Qingdai's paintings are orange and red, the light at this moment is just right, any more will make it seem noisy; The curtains also moved with the breeze, swaying once and for all, brushing against the corner of the drawing board.

No matter how exquisite the filter and composition are, it cannot compare with the artistic conception of this scene.

"Sister, what do you think of this painting?" Zhao Qingdai let go of her hand, quietly wiped off the sweat overflowing from her palm, and asked the question she really cared about, "Do you like it?"

Du Jingmo folded his arms and walked in to observe carefully.

The last time she saw Zhao Qingdai's work was when she was admitted to university.The girl came to her with her work in her hand, and asked timidly, "Sister, do you think I'm talented? Can I go to a university with you?"

It's useless to study art if you don't have talent.The answer Du Jingmo gave at the time was: "Talent is there, but it's too late to start. You have to work harder than others."

Zhao Qingdai really worked harder than others, and was admitted to the same university as her next year.

At that time, she didn't say anything, but she was very happy in her heart. She personally took Zhao Qingdai to the university, and told people in private that this was her younger sister, so she should take care of her more.

As a result, Zhao Qingdai unilaterally distanced herself from her after school had only started for more than a month.

"It's not bad, the progress is still obvious. The light, color, and composition ratio are well controlled. Just from the upper and lower parts of this painting, you can see your progress." Du Jingmo commented seriously.

She didn't treat the painting as a gift at all in her words, she was simply commenting on a work.Her posture was so serious that it extinguished the little sparks in Zhao Qingdai's heart.

The system laughed silently.

No wonder Du Jingmo especially likes this green tea trick, which is the heroine with a straight masculine personality.

Zhao Qingdai was not reconciled, and asked: "Is there anything else? Does my sister have anything else to say?"

"What's more, this painting was obviously completed in two time periods, and the time span is quite large. Your transition is not bad, but you can still see the color dividing line." Du Jingmo also felt that His attitude was too cold and hard, and he said instead, "But it can be seen that your painting skills are more mature than before, so keep working hard."

make persistent efforts.

Zhao Qingdai still wanted to struggle, but she was afraid to ask why the time span of this painting was so long.

She told herself to forget it, this painting itself had hidden thoughts in it, and it was already an unexpected joy to be accepted by Du Jingmo.

But listening to the system's undisguised ridicule, she was not reconciled, and asked again: "Then sister, do you like this painting?"

Du Jingmo didn't hesitate this time, and answered straightforwardly: "I really like it."

When these four words fell into Zhao Qingdai's ears, it was like a cluster of fireworks exploding.

Her eyes lit up instantly: "Really!"

"Why am I lying to you?" Du Jingmo asked back, "There are many people who have painted portraits of me, but you are the only one who uses red and orange as the background color."

Most people use cool tones.

She knows that she is a high-collared flower in the eyes of others, and she is difficult to get along with. Her real personality is very rough, and outsiders will touch her taboo if they don't pay attention, so they simply don't associate with unnecessary people.

Based on this impression, it is only natural that everyone gave her portraits with cool tones.

There is only one person like Zhao Qingdai who paints her with warm colors.

Du Jingmo found it very interesting and asked, "How did you come up with the idea of ​​using these two colors to paint me?"

"I just used it naturally, without thinking too much about it." Zhao Qingdai considered her words, "Probably because my sister is always like this in my heart."

Du Jingmo is the bright moon hanging in the sky in the eyes of others.

But Du Jingmo in her eyes is brighter than everything in this world.

Only the color of the scorching sun can match her.

Du Jingmo only found out today that he is such a superficial person, the kind who would feel particularly happy after listening to Rainbow Fart.

The auntie nanny urged the two of them to eat at this time. Today, the auntie finally had room to play and made a whole big table, which made Du Jingmo almost think that today was a big day.

Only these three people ate together, and most of the dishes were left in the end. Du Jingmo frowned slightly as he looked at the portion of the leftovers.

She went back to look at the portrait again.

Although Zhao Qingdai is obviously ignoring the background of the portrait, it can still be seen that the place where she painted is an alley.

Zhao Qingdai's brushstrokes beautified everything present, including Du Jingmo at the entrance of the alley.The degree of care in this painting is definitely the top among the portraits Du Jingmo has ever seen. No one can ignore this kind of intention.

She originally wanted to let Zhao Qingdai go back to school when her leg injury recovered, but now she couldn't bear it.

"Forget it." Du Jingmo gave a reason that he didn't even believe in, "Maybe she's just young and ignorant, so just don't do it again in the future."

Thinking so, she covered the painting, went downstairs to pour a glass of milk, and knocked on Zhao Qingdai's door.

"I'm coming!" Zhao Qingdai reacted very quickly, she couldn't see that her legs and feet were not flexible at all, "What's the matter? Sister."

Du Jingmo: "Are you in a bad mood?"

Zhao Qingdai froze for a moment: "...how did you see it?"

Du Jingmo looked serious: "You just ate too little, that's not your appetite."

This is a girl who is recuperating in the hospital, doing nothing, and can still eat two breakfasts a day.

Zhao Qingdai: "..."

Although her mood did affect her appetite today, it would be too shameful for Du Jingmo to say it with such a serious attitude.

"I don't actually eat much, I just don't want to waste food." She tried to save herself.

Du Jingmo didn't expect her focus to be on appetite, so he smiled: "Drink the milk first."

As soon as she said it, Zhao Qingdai, who had a bad appetite just now, obediently drank up the milk, and gave up half of her body while drinking to let Du Jingmo go in first.

"Will you tell me why you are in a bad mood?" Du Jingmo asked.

Zhao Qingdai's ten fingers were twisted together, and she looked extremely nervous.

She gently grinds the soft flesh on the inside of her mouth with her teeth, telling herself not to laugh out loud at this moment.

Du Jingmo is the kind of person who never meddles in other people's business, just like she never understood why Zhao Qingdai was estranged from her, but she never asked until today.

But now it's different.

The corners of Zhao Qingdai's mouth were tense, and when she raised her head, the corners of her eyes were red, tears were pooling in her eyes, her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, as if tears would fall down her eyelashes in the next moment.

"Sister, I'm sorry. I don't want to say, can I?"

Du Jingmo was a little flustered.

Zhao Qingdai's tears made her not know what to do, her claws were numb for a moment, and she couldn't say anything except "yes", so she hurried to get a tissue to help her wipe her tears.

A system that sees through everything: "..."

Damn, this green tea succeeded again!