The Female Partner Refuses To Be Cannon Fodder

　　 Wah gave him a sideways glance: "It's quite beautiful, it's enough to be my daughter."

　　 Don't look at the difference in aesthetics between the East and the West, but Wach can still see the beauty and ugliness. After Jiang Cicada's careful training this year, he finally brought some meat back to Yun Qing.

　　 With her slowly tonic, Yun Qing's height, which was originally stuck at 164, has actually grown four centimeters upwards, but now she rounded it up to 170.

　　 Besides her face, she is in good health and her complexion is naturally good. With Jiang Chan's meticulous craftsmanship, who doesn't say Yun Qing is a beautiful woman when she goes out now?

　　 With Jiang Chan's temperament bonus, it can be said that she looks different from others. Of course, in the eyes of others, girls who study art have very good temperaments.

　　 Remy: "What's the matter? As long as you like it, age is definitely not a problem. You are the number one landscape painter in M ​​country, who can't help it?"

　　 Wah shook his head: "I admire her, you think too much."

　　 Remy's eyes widened: "Appreciate? Don't you have the highest eye above the top? Is there a girl who can get your eye?"

　　 Wah's words are simple and concise: "She is a very talented painter from the East."

　　 Remy was immediately discouraged: "Let's go, it's really hard for you to invite you. You were invited to be a judge in the last competition. You said that you are not free, and you are finally back this time."

　　 Wah frowned: "You know, what I like is painting, and I don't want to deal with it."

　　 Remy: "So, I helped you block everything that can be blocked. Isn't this really impossible to push? You can go and see? Maybe the little girl you admire will also participate in this competition?"

　　 Wach paused: "Yes, you finally did a reliable thing."

　　 Jiang Chan was called a fish in the water in Country M. Soon after she arrived here, the theme of this competition was also announced. Since it is a landscape contest, it must be the theme of landscape.

　　 The topic of the competition was set, and Jiang Chan didn't go out to wander, but nestled in the hotel peacefully. She had already prepared all the materials she needed, and it was time for her to show off her skills.

　　 When he saw this theme, Jiang Chan's mind was a sunflower. She still remembers the world of Qiu Xin and the huge sunflowers she planted.

　　 They are passionate and strong, whether it is a withered flower disc or a flower disc that is just in season, they all hold their heads high and look up at the sky. This is Jiang Chan most admired, she especially loves this kind of passionate vitality.

Seeing Jiang Chan painting the oil paint layer by layer, Yun Qing sighed: “Everyone sees things from different perspectives. I seem to be a pessimist. When I see sunflowers, I feel extremely sad."

　　 Jiang Chan crouched in front of the easel: "It's just a different personal perception. It's better to be optimistic. I rarely feel despair or sadness, because anyone who wants to make me feel bad, they don't think about it."

　　 "Being a human being, it's better to be brave. If you are more fierce, they won't dare to stretch out their hands casually."

　　 Yun chuckles: "It's not enough to rely on fierceness, but to have enough strength."

　　 "Well, what do you see from it?" After finishing the last stroke, Jiang Chan stood up and took a half step back to admire the painting.

　　 "Chasing," Yun Qing thought for a while, "Look at them looking up at the sky, as if they have been chasing something, but they can't chase it anyhow, but they will never give up in their entire life."

　　 Jiang Chan frowned: "It's not bad for you to read it this way, but it doesn't mean the same thing to me."

Yun Qing was not disappointed either: "So I said I was a pessimist. When you look at such unrestrained and passionate works, I see endless sadness. How did you do it? Obviously you look extremely calm, but yours In my heart, it seemed as if there was fire."

　　 Jiang Chan hugs his arm: "Thank you for the compliment, you are stronger, and the angle of seeing things is naturally different."

　　 "Send this picture over tomorrow, and I can continue to wave in the next day."

　　 "Aren't you going to go back during the summer vacation?" Yun Qing was stunned, thinking that Jiang Chan would go back after he finished the competition.

　　 Jiang Chan refused: "What do you do when you go back? It's hard to say that I will earn the first pot of gold in your life here. Also, at the Yun family, I will start to act."

　　 Yun Qing was a little worried: "I don't understand these, will it be too difficult?"

　　 Jiang Chan hooked his lips: "It's okay. The main reason is that it's too idle here. I want to find something to do. My goal is to do something. Don't worry, whoever bullies you, no one wants to leave."

　　 Being so maintained by Jiang Chan, Yun Qing said warmly: "You are still the best to me. No one has ever treated me so well."

　　 Jiang Chan glanced at Yun Qing: "Stop flattering, and don't lose your own drawing level. I have opened a learning space for you."

　　 Yunqin dragged his voice: "I know, I will paint in a while. Seeing the sunflowers you painted, I also have inspiration."

　　 Jiang Chan raised his eyebrows: "Then I will be waiting to observe your work. You are a very spiritual person, and I am looking forward to it."

　　 After this sunflower oil painting named "Life" was sent to the exhibition, Jiang Chan didn't care about everything and plunged into various graphs. She hadn't been in contact with these for a long time, and now that she saw it again, Jiang Chan realized that she still missed this life.

　　 She stirs the wind and rain in the financial center, and does not pay attention to the passage of time ~ www.wuxiamtl.com ~ She doesn't care about the news of the outside world at all. She didn't even think that she would win the prize, so where would she be the turn of so many outstanding painters?

　　 It happened that such a big stuffing pie hit her head. When she received a call from the jury, Jiang Chan was a little dazed.

　　The winning works will be exhibited in the gallery, and Jiang Chan's "Life" actually won the third place. Looking at the audience standing in front of the painting, Jiang Chan slightly curled her lips. It seems that she is still quite talented in art.

　　 Yun Qing is now blowing rainbow farts wildly: "You are too good, right? Big man, just tell me what you can't do?"

　　 Jiang Chan's eyes were blurred for a moment: "As long as you live long enough, you will know a lot."

　　 Yun Qing envied for a moment, then suddenly shook his head and said: "The most feared thing in my life is separation. You must have life and death in your life. My little heart can't stand it. Sometimes it's not a good thing to live long."

Jiang Chan said indifferently: "It depends on the situation. As long as you take good care of it and cherish it when you meet, you won't feel it a pity even if you are separated. I want to see other people's works. I want to see who covered me. "

　　 She really doesn’t need to look at her own works again. Now she just looks at other people’s paintings to draw nourishment from them.

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