"Qingyan." A voice approached from the other end of the corridor. Gu Qingyan turned around and saw Su Tanxue walking over with Guoer.

Su Tanxue was wearing a snow-green dress and a long lotus-colored gauze dress. She came in full bloom, and the butterflies on the hem were swaying like a real one. Although it was not very gorgeous, it seemed a little more energetic than Su Tanxue in the past.

Gu Qingyan waited for her to walk to her, looked at her carefully, and asked again: "Are you still safe?"

Su Tanxue said: "It's all good. Qingyan, how are you?"

Gu Qingyan understood that she must have known what happened to her, and did not say much, but said nothing, so she invited Su Tanxue to speak in the private room.

Yueying and Youlan also followed in. After all, they were the same as they were watching the excitement outside. Yueying went to prepare some snacks for everyone, and Youlan made tea in a plate.

Gu Qingyan asked Su Tanxue about the situation when she came in, and asked her if she was used to living here? Did these people make things difficult for her or something. Before Su Tanxue could say anything, Youlan interrupted: "If the fourth girl cannot trust our people in the building, she can take Miss Su and take care of her by herself."

After hearing this, Su Tanxue covered her mouth and laughed, while Gu Qingyan rolled her eyes and flew over.

After living in Yuhua Building for so long, Su Tanxue also understood Youlan's temperament. She is good in appearance and talent, but she is just a little bit damaged in front of her acquaintances. Youlan said with great praise: I have said all the good words in front of the guests. If there is no outsider, can you say those beautiful scenes?

Everyone laughed at it when they heard it.

Gu Qingyan didn't argue with her, so she wouldn't get more and more excited. So she just asked her: "Tanxue was invited by the third brother to teach you how to draw. How have you learned painting? Have you made any progress?"

It would be fine if you didn't ask, but Youlan's face changed suddenly when she asked. Gu Qingyan didn't understand why, so she looked at Su Tanxue.

Su Tanxue hurriedly came out to smooth things over: "Sister Youlan is sensitive to colors, and the color of paintings he made is the best among all the sisters."

Youlan raised her head proudly, Gu Qingyan chuckled. Yueying just took the lotus root cake from outside and said that it was just out of the pot, so she asked for a portion first.

Gu Qingyan said: "Yueying is a great painter. Tanxue thinks her paintings?"

As he said that, he picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and put it next to his mouth and blew it on his own, then placed it on the small plate in front of Su Tanxue.

Su Tanxue smiled at her, pointed to a painting that was unfolding not far away, and asked Gu Qingyan to look there: "What are you looking at?"

Hearing this, Gu Qingyan put down the chopsticks in his hand and walked towards the painting. He was painting a willow bank pavilion, and a gravel road was surrounded by small wild flowers. There were a few butterflies on the flowers. I don’t know if they were picking pollen or resting.

The thin willows surrounding the pavilion were whispering, and small goose yellow petals fell from time to time as the breeze blew. There was a girl sitting on her back in the pavilion. Although she couldn't see her face, she could see her graceful figure. She seemed to be holding her chin with one hand and thinking something, maybe.

After a closer look at the color of the painting, whether it is the color of the painting or the color of the girl's dress, it looks very similar to the color of these things in reality. Gu Qingyan knew that this was probably Su Tanxue's credit.

After all, although the paintings she saw Yueying before were not ordinary, the distance was still a little worse, but now it has made great progress.

Gu Qingyan looked at the scenery in the painting as if it was real, and couldn't help but praise: "No wonder when I came in, I always felt that there was something different." After thinking about it carefully, she said, "I remember that this was also a landscape painting before, but I don't know where it got it from. After watching it for a long time, I feel distorted and boring."

"That's it. A few days ago, the moon shadow and other people painted it day and night for a few days, and removed all the paintings up and down in the building and replaced them with new ones." Youlan came over to pour tea. It was precisely because of this that they had to go out yesterday to buy some painting materials.

Yueying lowered her head a little embarrassedly. But she remembered that Baili Mo checked the results of the girls in the building learning painting with Su Tanxue that day. The girls in the front just looked at it briefly and thought it was okay, but didn't say anything. Until she saw the works she took out, Baili Mo could say all the praises she could say, and with that expression of relief and joy, Yueying held high.

Then he said that he would change the paintings in the quiet room of this building. This move has been reported, which has attracted a large number of famous young men in the city who love painting.

Gu Qingyan knew this when chatting with them, but she didn't know what she remembered, and joked with Youlan: "I'm a little curious about how my third brother reacted when he saw Youlan's painting?"

As soon as Gu Qingyan finished speaking, not only Su Tanxue and Yueyingnaga couldn't help laughing, but Guoer, who had never spoken, was laughing secretly. When Gu Qingyan saw it, she looked like she was watching the show.

Youlan knew that Gu Qingyan was deliberately teasing her, but no one knew her painting skills, Yuhua Tower, and no one knew about it. It was Baili Mo's strict order prohibiting her from showing it in front of the guests, which shows how bad it is.

But she didn't shy away, just said in a slightly sour tone: "What else can you react?"

Yueying chuckled, whispered to Gu Qingyan's ear, and said, "Third Master is not angry, but he laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist."

"I laughed for a whole day but couldn't stop." Su Tanxue also added.

Although Baili Mo is not arrogant, it is rare to laugh directly in front of everyone. So on that day, everyone saw Baili Mo praising Yueying, and then not long after holding a picture of Youlan and laughing loudly, they thought that Youlan had a great fortune, and there was a person in front of him that made Baili Mo in a good mood.

Gu Qingyan was also a little surprised. Her third brother was considered a person who could jump on her face. She could count the things that made Baili Mo lose his composure and laugh with her fingers.

"What did she draw?" Gu Qingyan leaned over and asked curiously.

Yueying said: "It is also a famous painting called Chicken Pecking Rice Picture."

After saying that, Yueying saw Gu Qingyan choking on the lotus root cake with her. She coughed violently, which scared Su Tanxue. Youlan hurriedly handed the tea to shoot her back.

Yueying was also stunned, and looked at Guo'er for a moment, feeling at a loss.

"Oh, my aunt, you have just woken up not long ago. If you have tormented yourself, we will be very guilty!"

While taking the water cup that Gu Qingyan had drunk, Youlan looked at her face that was coughing red, thinking that Yueying didn't say anything too exciting. Isn't it just a picture of her chicken pecking at rice? As for one, she smiled for a day after watching it, the other choked after hearing it.

Gu Qingyan kept wavering his hand and signaling that nothing was wrong. He took a while to calm down and panted and comforted everyone: "It's okay, it's okay."

"Qingyan, don't worry, are you really okay?" Su Tanxue looked at Gu Qingyan's red face with concern.

Gu Qingyan shook her head, patted her hand, and then said, "Do you want to know why the third brother can laugh all day?"

Everyone nodded together.

Gu Qingyan waved and asked Youlan to get closer to herself: "Go and take your picture and I'll tell you."

After hearing this, Youlan glared at Gu Qingyan, then muttered out, drawing it under her pillow in her room, she had to go back and get it.

When I went out, I didn't forget to look downstairs. I saw that there was a fight downstairs, but the big and thick men didn't want to stop. Instead, the little manager was calm and calm. He sat on a square table with his legs raised, shaking the folding fan in his hand and talking in his mouth, half-threatening and half-reasonable conversation with the opposite side.

There was still people in the corridor talking: "Why do you have to talk nonsense to deal with such unreasonable people? Just beat them up and throw them out."

"Business people do not want to make trouble like that, otherwise wouldn't it be confirmed that they were selling fake news?"

Youlan passed by behind her and thought to herself: There are still a few people who are a little brainy, otherwise she should suggest to Baili Mo that the guests in Yuhualou should set up some levels.

In the private room, Gu Qingyan ignored the matter outside the house and downstairs. Anyway, someone would come to tell her in the end, so she just chatted with Su Tanxue.

"Have you ever seen your brother Yan?"

"I met him and asked him if he was at home, and talked to him about my affairs here."

"Well, Chu Heng, can you still see it?" Gu Qingyan chatted casually.

Su Tanxue also followed her words: "It's very rare." But she said very little. After several conversations, Gu Qingyan always felt something was different. In the past, when she chatted, Su Tanxue would always ask more questions. Later, although Su Tanxue began to take the initiative these days, Gu Qingyan always asked more questions.

Thinking of this, Gu Qingyan had an idea that she had not revealed it to her face.

Not long after, Youlan took the painting back to the private room and stuffed the painting directly into Gu Qingyan's arms: "See it for yourself, Miss Four."

Gu Qingyan smiled and unfolded the drawing paper. When she saw the painting on it, she also laughed out loud. She smiled without any concealment for a while before she said, "Come on, I have to apologize for you for this matter."

"Yuyou, my aunt, you've finished having fun. You said you want to apologize to me, Youlan can't afford it."

"No, I mean, the third brother laughed is probably not because of your painting itself, but reminding him of an embarrassing thing."

After saying this about Gu Qingyan's embarrassing thing, Youlan suddenly felt energetic and came up: "Then talk about it quickly."

Gu Qingyan cleared his throat and talked about his childhood: "In the past, the master would ask us guru, and the teacher would teach us poetry, calligraphy, etiquette, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. I am still good at the former, but I have a headache about everything I learned in the latter part. This embarrassing thing happened in this."

That time, the teacher who taught painting assigned an assignment, asking the students to draw a painting of flowers, birds, fish and insects that they wanted to draw.

Gu Qingyan, Zong Yue, Baili Mo, Beiming, Dongli, and Dongli, and Dongxin's Twelve Ghost Guards were all students who had to hand in their homework. This made Gu Qingyan unable to copy it. She thought about drawing something for several days. She described it in her mind very well. When she picked up the pen, she looked like a useless person. She had been struggling for many days. The night before she was about to hand in her homework, Beiming found Gu Qingyan a "Chicken Pecking Rice Picture" and asked her to paint it accordingly.

"What's next?" Youlan couldn't wait to know the next one.

Gu Qingyan said: "I can't rub the paper, so I can only follow it from the left and draw it to the right. But you said that it's not difficult for the chicken to peck at the rice picture, but I just can't draw it. The chicken drew a round head, drew a mouth, and then drew four legs like this..."

Gu Qingyan said, dipped her fingers in water and started drawing on the table.

"Wait, Qingyan, how many legs did you draw?" Su Tanxue heard a keyword.

Gu Qingyan said helplessly: "Six. I didn't draw the chicken wings and tail because I don't know how to draw it."

Everyone held back their laughter.

Youlan looked at the painting on her side. It was a chicken with two legs, with wings and tails.

"Didn't you draw the picture?"

Gu Qingyan replied: "Yes, you can see clearly, but you don't have to draw clearly. Forget it, I continued to say that the picture was still a consequence of being troubled for half a night. Finally, I drew a few grains of rice. After finally finishing it, I didn't think there was anything wrong. I didn't look at it the next day and handed it over it."

"Sir, please faint." Youlan looked at the chicken that was gradually fucking on the table. Not only did she say her four legs, each leg and claw were painted like a bamboo stick, but she didn't look like a chicken.

Gu Qingyan suddenly laughed: "I'm not dizzy! The gentleman is still very good at adjusting himself. But later I was stopped learning to draw, probably because I think I'm out of salvation."

What Gu Qingyan didn't know was that after the husband returned home, he was furious and vomited an old blood, and he asked to resign the next day and never went to Taohuajian again.

As for Baili Mo and the others' reaction, it was naturally that after the husband saw Gu Qingyan's painting, he couldn't even say a word. He could only pound the table secretly and let everyone study for themselves.

Baili Mo and the others were still young men who liked to play and make fun of them. While the husband was not around during the break, they went to get Gu Qingyan's paintings. It would be fine if they didn't look at them, but they laughed at them.

"Did you see it?" Su Tanxue asked. It would be too shameless to be laughed at by everyone. If he did this, he would be so embarrassed.

Gu Qingyan nodded indifferently: "Well, second brother, third brother, Dongli, Beiming, Nanke, Western Jump, Dongxin, Dongqing, Dongwei, Dongyu..." Gu Qingyan counted the people who saw her masterpiece on the scene that day.

After counting this, I finally said: "Anyway, after that day, the old and young people in the Taohuajian, the literary and military people knew that I had drawn four bamboo sticks with legs without wings and tail, and the body was still weak and determined to peck at rice."

Everyone held their foreheads, but they didn't know what to say. Youlan understood that Baili Mo was really not laughing at her painting. After all, compared with Gu Qingyan, she was a witch.

"I feel respectful and disrespectful." Youlan blurted out.
Chapter completed!