Chapter 590
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Is it the sound of the cicada climbing up the tree and counting the number of the butterflies
"White clouds are kites flying in the blue sky, and our youth is running in the playground. Don't worry about getting hurt. Bravely, we can make a dash for our dreams."
Unexpected circumstances
Han Jinchu listen to this song, suddenly have inspiration, the first draft more perfect.
"Xia Yichen, thank you! You are my angel
“……”
Han Jinchu said that he suddenly found that he had said something stupid, quickly said: "no No, you don't get me wrong I just I just want to say that because of you, I feel very lucky I mean, in my life, you are like a very important friend, brother, teacher... "
The more she said, the more confused she became. At the end of the explanation, she was extremely embarrassed.
“……”
He understood that, in addition to treating him as a "boyfriend", he could be anyone who could replace him in her heart?
"Let me have a look at your painting."
"Don't..." Han Jinchu quickly hid the painting.
"You painted me, and I can't see it yet?"
Han Jinchu blushed, "well That Then you will see... "
When?
During the game?
"I'm curious what you're writing about me."
Han Jinchu bowed his head awkwardly and looked at the toe of his shoe.
She looked so lovely that he didn't force her to see the painting. Anyway, it was not that she couldn't see it. Although, what did she draw him like.
But he was always patient with her.
A few days later, the Seventh National Painting cup competition officially began.
This competition is invested by dichuan group. The purpose is to tap the potential new talents. The winners will get the international first-class tutor professional training qualification.
This painting competition is different from other competitions. Players can take their own paintings and introduce their works on stage. Everyone has 10 minutes to canvass for themselves.
Han Jinchu in the admission, see so many people participate in the game, inexplicably a little nervous.
So many people? And there are so many excellent players in it. Can she really win the prize?
She did not dream that Mo Yi Chen and Mo lemon also came to the scene.
"Hi! Jinchu
It's the sound of a black lemon.
"Lemon!" Han Jinchu's eyes lit up and saw two people in the crowd.
Because they are so eye-catching, they can always cause screams everywhere. Despite the bodyguards, there are still many people rushing towards them, trying to get closer to them.
They're in the first row. Lemon is one of the invited guests, not only because she is a little girl inherited by the emperor, but also because she has won several painting competitions despite her age.
In fact, Han Jinchu swept Mo Yi Chen at one glance, but every time she saw him, she would be a little bit unnatural.
Mo lemon said with a smile: "I go to the guest seat first, Jinchu, you need to refuel! Brother, bye... " She blinked at Mo Yi Chen, apparently deliberately leaving time for them.
Mo Yi Chen pulls Han Jinchu into a room with no one else. This makes him feel quieter. The bodyguards are outside and don't let others break in.
Han Jinchu heard the noise outside, inexplicably feel that the air in the room has become more thin, even breathing a little stagnant.
In particular, she is now alone with Mo Yichen in a room.
"Xia Yichen I, I'm going to the game She stammered.
Just as soon as we met, she was in a hurry to leave?
"Your race number is seventeen. It won't be your turn until there are at least sixteen people. " Mo Yi Chen said.
“……” Does he know all this?
Han Jinchu blushed and glanced at the maple leaves floating out of the window
"How does it shake like this? Nervous? " Mo Yi Chen sees Han Jinchu's hands trembling with his fist.
"I'm afraid I failed to live up to what you expected of me." She said.
Mo Yichen grabbed her wrist, and she was stunned for a second. He seemed to realize something, but he didn't release her. Instead, he took a brush from her other hand, spread out her palm, and drew a few strokes in her palm
What is it?
She just felt his hands warm, which made her more nervous.
Brush in her palm outlines a few times, her palm is itchy, the heart rippled with a strange feeling.
He returned the brush to her and released her hand.
She spread out the palm of her hand and put it in front of her. After a careful look, she found that he had drawn Well What's this? She couldn't see it after a long time.So she asked him shyly, "what is this?"
“……” Mo Yi Chen didn't think of such a simple few simple paintings. All his paintings were unrecognizable, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
As soon as he was about to speak, she made a sudden appearance and said, "ah, I can see, it's a caterpillar?"
“……”
"Isn't it?"
Mo Yi Chen embarrassed said: "it is after the caterpillar grows up."
What is a caterpillar when it grows up?
"Big caterpillar?"
“…… Butterfly
Isn't he a real butterfly?
Han Jinchu is even more embarrassed. "Well, I don't mean anything else! Xia Yichen, you are very good at painting, but my eyes are not very good. If you look carefully, you can really look like a caterpillar when it grows up... "
Does she still feel like a caterpillar?
Mo Yi Chen cleared his throat, "I just want to tell you that as long as it is a butterfly, even if it looks like a caterpillar at the beginning, it will take off one day."
Han Jinchu was in a daze for a moment. He had to say that although his painting was not good, his words of encouragement were really beautiful.
"Well!" She nodded heavily.
She will try to fly!
"It's nothing. Get out." Mo Yi Chen said.
"Well." Han Jinchu nodded.
"Did you bring it?"
"Well!"
"You can't say anything other than 'um'
"What?"
“……” forget it.
Mo Yi Chen pushes open the door and goes out, because of the bodyguards, the corridors outside have been emptied.
Han Jinchu also followed.
In fact, she wanted to say thank you to him, but he didn't let her say thank you to her, so she didn't know what to say.
Ah, Han Jinchu, you are so stupid. Why are you always so stupid when facing him
Mo Yichen and Han Jinchu step out one after another. At the end of the corridor, Lian Xue, who also came to participate in the painting competition, ran into them
Han Jinchu again!!
She's in the game too!?
After saying goodbye to Mo Yichen, Han Jinchu goes to the bathroom.
Lian Xue immediately followed up www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
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Is it the sound of the cicada climbing up the tree and counting the number of the butterflies
"White clouds are kites flying in the blue sky, and our youth is running in the playground. Don't worry about getting hurt. Bravely, we can make a dash for our dreams."
Unexpected circumstances
Han Jinchu listen to this song, suddenly have inspiration, the first draft more perfect.
"Xia Yichen, thank you! You are my angel
“……”
Han Jinchu said that he suddenly found that he had said something stupid, quickly said: "no No, you don't get me wrong I just I just want to say that because of you, I feel very lucky I mean, in my life, you are like a very important friend, brother, teacher... "
The more she said, the more confused she became. At the end of the explanation, she was extremely embarrassed.
“……”
He understood that, in addition to treating him as a "boyfriend", he could be anyone who could replace him in her heart?
"Let me have a look at your painting."
"Don't..." Han Jinchu quickly hid the painting.
"You painted me, and I can't see it yet?"
Han Jinchu blushed, "well That Then you will see... "
When?
During the game?
"I'm curious what you're writing about me."
Han Jinchu bowed his head awkwardly and looked at the toe of his shoe.
She looked so lovely that he didn't force her to see the painting. Anyway, it was not that she couldn't see it. Although, what did she draw him like.
But he was always patient with her.
A few days later, the Seventh National Painting cup competition officially began.
This competition is invested by dichuan group. The purpose is to tap the potential new talents. The winners will get the international first-class tutor professional training qualification.
This painting competition is different from other competitions. Players can take their own paintings and introduce their works on stage. Everyone has 10 minutes to canvass for themselves.
Han Jinchu in the admission, see so many people participate in the game, inexplicably a little nervous.
So many people? And there are so many excellent players in it. Can she really win the prize?
She did not dream that Mo Yi Chen and Mo lemon also came to the scene.
"Hi! Jinchu
It's the sound of a black lemon.
"Lemon!" Han Jinchu's eyes lit up and saw two people in the crowd.
Because they are so eye-catching, they can always cause screams everywhere. Despite the bodyguards, there are still many people rushing towards them, trying to get closer to them.
They're in the first row. Lemon is one of the invited guests, not only because she is a little girl inherited by the emperor, but also because she has won several painting competitions despite her age.
In fact, Han Jinchu swept Mo Yi Chen at one glance, but every time she saw him, she would be a little bit unnatural.
Mo lemon said with a smile: "I go to the guest seat first, Jinchu, you need to refuel! Brother, bye... " She blinked at Mo Yi Chen, apparently deliberately leaving time for them.
Mo Yi Chen pulls Han Jinchu into a room with no one else. This makes him feel quieter. The bodyguards are outside and don't let others break in.
Han Jinchu heard the noise outside, inexplicably feel that the air in the room has become more thin, even breathing a little stagnant.
In particular, she is now alone with Mo Yichen in a room.
"Xia Yichen I, I'm going to the game She stammered.
Just as soon as we met, she was in a hurry to leave?
"Your race number is seventeen. It won't be your turn until there are at least sixteen people. " Mo Yi Chen said.
“……” Does he know all this?
Han Jinchu blushed and glanced at the maple leaves floating out of the window
"How does it shake like this? Nervous? " Mo Yi Chen sees Han Jinchu's hands trembling with his fist.
"I'm afraid I failed to live up to what you expected of me." She said.
Mo Yichen grabbed her wrist, and she was stunned for a second. He seemed to realize something, but he didn't release her. Instead, he took a brush from her other hand, spread out her palm, and drew a few strokes in her palm
What is it?
She just felt his hands warm, which made her more nervous.
Brush in her palm outlines a few times, her palm is itchy, the heart rippled with a strange feeling.
He returned the brush to her and released her hand.
She spread out the palm of her hand and put it in front of her. After a careful look, she found that he had drawn Well What's this? She couldn't see it after a long time.So she asked him shyly, "what is this?"
“……” Mo Yi Chen didn't think of such a simple few simple paintings. All his paintings were unrecognizable, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
As soon as he was about to speak, she made a sudden appearance and said, "ah, I can see, it's a caterpillar?"
“……”
"Isn't it?"
Mo Yi Chen embarrassed said: "it is after the caterpillar grows up."
What is a caterpillar when it grows up?
"Big caterpillar?"
“…… Butterfly
Isn't he a real butterfly?
Han Jinchu is even more embarrassed. "Well, I don't mean anything else! Xia Yichen, you are very good at painting, but my eyes are not very good. If you look carefully, you can really look like a caterpillar when it grows up... "
Does she still feel like a caterpillar?
Mo Yi Chen cleared his throat, "I just want to tell you that as long as it is a butterfly, even if it looks like a caterpillar at the beginning, it will take off one day."
Han Jinchu was in a daze for a moment. He had to say that although his painting was not good, his words of encouragement were really beautiful.
"Well!" She nodded heavily.
She will try to fly!
"It's nothing. Get out." Mo Yi Chen said.
"Well." Han Jinchu nodded.
"Did you bring it?"
"Well!"
"You can't say anything other than 'um'
"What?"
“……” forget it.
Mo Yi Chen pushes open the door and goes out, because of the bodyguards, the corridors outside have been emptied.
Han Jinchu also followed.
In fact, she wanted to say thank you to him, but he didn't let her say thank you to her, so she didn't know what to say.
Ah, Han Jinchu, you are so stupid. Why are you always so stupid when facing him
Mo Yichen and Han Jinchu step out one after another. At the end of the corridor, Lian Xue, who also came to participate in the painting competition, ran into them
Han Jinchu again!!
She's in the game too!?
After saying goodbye to Mo Yichen, Han Jinchu goes to the bathroom.
Lian Xue immediately followed up www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
Is it the sound of the cicada climbing up the tree and counting the number of the butterflies "White clouds are kites flying in the blue sky, and our youth is running in the playground. Don't worry about getting hurt. Bravely, we can make a dash for our dreams." Unexpected circumstances Han Jinchu listen to this song, suddenly have inspiration, the first draft more perfect. "Xia Yichen, thank you! You are my angel Han Jinchu said that he suddenly found that he had said something stupid, quickly said: "no No, you don't get me wrong I just I just want to say that because of you, I feel very lucky I mean, in my life, you are like a very important friend, brother, teacher... " The more she said, the more confused she became. At the end of the explanation, she was extremely embarrassed. He understood that, in addition to treating him as a "boyfriend", he could be anyone who could replace him in her heart? "Let me have a look at your painting." "Don't..." Han Jinchu quickly hid the painting. "You painted me, and I can't see it yet?" Han Jinchu blushed, "well That Then you will see... " When? During the game? "I'm curious what you're writing about me." Han Jinchu bowed his head awkwardly and looked at the toe of his shoe. She looked so lovely that he didn't force her to see the painting. Anyway, it was not that she couldn't see it. Although, what did she draw him like. But he was always patient with her. A few days later, the Seventh National Painting cup competition officially began. This competition is invested by dichuan group. The purpose is to tap the potential new talents. The winners will get the international first-class tutor professional training qualification. This painting competition is different from other competitions. Players can take their own paintings and introduce their works on stage. Everyone has 10 minutes to canvass for themselves. Han Jinchu in the admission, see so many people participate in the game, inexplicably a little nervous. So many people? And there are so many excellent players in it. Can she really win the prize? She did not dream that Mo Yi Chen and Mo lemon also came to the scene. "Hi! Jinchu It's the sound of a black lemon. "Lemon!" Han Jinchu's eyes lit up and saw two people in the crowd. Because they are so eye-catching, they can always cause screams everywhere. Despite the bodyguards, there are still many people rushing towards them, trying to get closer to them. They're in the first row. Lemon is one of the invited guests, not only because she is a little girl inherited by the emperor, but also because she has won several painting competitions despite her age. In fact, Han Jinchu swept Mo Yi Chen at one glance, but every time she saw him, she would be a little bit unnatural. Mo lemon said with a smile: "I go to the guest seat first, Jinchu, you need to refuel! Brother, bye... " She blinked at Mo Yi Chen, apparently deliberately leaving time for them. Mo Yi Chen pulls Han Jinchu into a room with no one else. This makes him feel quieter. The bodyguards are outside and don't let others break in. Han Jinchu heard the noise outside, inexplicably feel that the air in the room has become more thin, even breathing a little stagnant. In particular, she is now alone with Mo Yichen in a room. "Xia Yichen I, I'm going to the game She stammered. Just as soon as we met, she was in a hurry to leave? "Your race number is seventeen. It won't be your turn until there are at least sixteen people. " Mo Yi Chen said. Does he know all this? Han Jinchu blushed and glanced at the maple leaves floating out of the window "How does it shake like this? Nervous? " Mo Yi Chen sees Han Jinchu's hands trembling with his fist. "I'm afraid I failed to live up to what you expected of me." She said. Mo Yichen grabbed her wrist, and she was stunned for a second. He seemed to realize something, but he didn't release her. Instead, he took a brush from her other hand, spread out her palm, and drew a few strokes in her palm What is it? She just felt his hands warm, which made her more nervous. Brush in her palm outlines a few times, her palm is itchy, the heart rippled with a strange feeling. He returned the brush to her and released her hand. She spread out the palm of her hand and put it in front of her. After a careful look, she found that he had drawn Well What's this? She couldn't see it after a long time.So she asked him shyly, "what is this?" Mo Yi Chen didn't think of such a simple few simple paintings. All his paintings were unrecognizable, and the corners of his mouth twitched. As soon as he was about to speak, she made a sudden appearance and said, "ah, I can see, it's a caterpillar?" "Isn't it?" Mo Yi Chen embarrassed said: "it is after the caterpillar grows up." What is a caterpillar when it grows up? "Big caterpillar?" Butterfly Isn't he a real butterfly? Han Jinchu is even more embarrassed. "Well, I don't mean anything else! Xia Yichen, you are very good at painting, but my eyes are not very good. If you look carefully, you can really look like a caterpillar when it grows up... " Does she still feel like a caterpillar? Mo Yi Chen cleared his throat, "I just want to tell you that as long as it is a butterfly, even if it looks like a caterpillar at the beginning, it will take off one day." Han Jinchu was in a daze for a moment. He had to say that although his painting was not good, his words of encouragement were really beautiful. "Well!" She nodded heavily. She will try to fly! "It's nothing. Get out." Mo Yi Chen said. "Well." Han Jinchu nodded. "Did you bring it?" "Well!" "You can't say anything other than 'um' "What?" forget it. Mo Yi Chen pushes open the door and goes out, because of the bodyguards, the corridors outside have been emptied. Han Jinchu also followed. In fact, she wanted to say thank you to him, but he didn't let her say thank you to her, so she didn't know what to say. Ah, Han Jinchu, you are so stupid. Why are you always so stupid when facing him Mo Yichen and Han Jinchu step out one after another. At the end of the corridor, Lian Xue, who also came to participate in the painting competition, ran into them Han Jinchu again!! She's in the game too!? After saying goodbye to Mo Yichen, Han Jinchu goes to the bathroom. Lian Xue immediately followed up www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
