7 Chapter 189: Graduation countdown…

The three of them returned to the house and felt that the house was so warm.

Murong Menghan looked at the painting on the ground and looked for the owner of the painting: "What are you two doing?" Listening to the movements in the kitchen, looking at the two poor children squatting on the ground, he suddenly remembered: "They only eat that little bit of food in a day."

Liu Benfeng looked at the person at the door: "You go and paint, let us take care of this place. Don't worry, it will be completed soon today."

"Okay." He smiled at another busy man, "Apple-scent."

Liu Shengze watched her leave: "It's apple-flavored, you have to speed up." He sighed: "Brother, my work is one-third completed, and you haven't completed even one-half of it."

"I know, after I finish processing this place, just go over and draw, hurry up." Looking at everything I have been processed: "Shengze, I'll go first."

"Okay." Seeing him leave, thinking about Lin Piaoran's words at that time, he shook his head helplessly: "Women's intuition is sometimes quite troublesome."

Liu Benfeng looked at the person who was thinking in front of the drawing board, walked behind her, hugged her tightly: "What did you say just now, who did you marry."

Murong Menghan turned his head and looked at the handsome face with a slightly angry face beside his neck, and smiled: "Marry Shengze, you can enter your Liu family."

Liu Benfeng smiled as he heard this. He held her tightly and said, "I won't let you marry Shengze, you can only marry me, but I don't care how you and Shengze are after marriage. I just ask you to give me a title..."

"Why, you are so domineering to me in front of Shengze. You say this in front of him."

"Is there anything else I need to say? Didn't I do it directly? Why did you forget?"

Murong Menghan heard this and remembered what happened that day. He hit her elbow with her back, but was stopped by him. With an angry voice, he heard in his ears: "You dare to mention that matter. I didn't settle the score with you, but you dare to mention it. Liu Benfeng, what are you treating me as?"

Seeing her angry look, Liu Benfeng knew that she had said something wrong. He hugged her tightly and hurriedly said, "I just said something wrong for a moment." Listening to the footsteps behind him, he looked at the person who was walking over with milk tea: "I..."

"Have I disturbed you?"

Liu Benfeng was speechless when he asked, and immediately let go of the person in his arms: "No, it's just a joke." He took the milk tea he handed over: "I'm going to finish my work."

When Murong Menghan saw him leave, she felt unhappy. She rushed to her heart and looked at the confused person behind her: "It tastes pretty good, let's continue your painting."

"It's good that you like it." Looking at the painting on the sofa, and looking at the person who painted it: "Brother, why did I make you upset." Picking up the drawing board beside you: "You're angry with me again, right?"

"It seems not, but there is a little bit."

Liu Shengze listened to this and joked: "As you like this, you and I will be about to split up."

"No, that's not the case. Don't..."

"Look at you're so anxious." Seeing him lowering his head and laughing: "You'd better hurry up. I'll draw for a while and I'll have a rest. Let's go to school to draw the rest." Looking at the paint in the toolbox, he shook his head helplessly: "The color is not enough, I have to go find Piao Ran, after all, we both learned the same."

Liu Benfeng listened to this and thought: "I learned the same as hers, but..." Looking at the painting in his hand, "I'm destined to not have such talent. I'm afraid the teacher will be angry to death." Listening to the movement behind him, he turned his head to look at the smiling person: "You are done!"

"No, the paint has not dried yet, so you have to color it tomorrow." Looking at the painting on his board, he smiled so hard: "This graffiti is a bit technical."

Liu Benfeng raised his eyebrows slightly as he heard this: "You...hey?"

"I'm going to rest, you two can arrange your time by yourself." Looking at the eager child: "Fang Jian will go, take you to rest."

Liu Benfeng saw her leave and thought of her words: "Do you do graffiti? I'll change it again."

Liu Shengze looked at the stubbornness on his face and smiled so hard that he thought, "I haven't seen this guy excited for many years." He held his smile: "Brother, you can do it yourself, I'm going to rest. With your attitude, I'll be busy tomorrow morning."

In the middle of the night, Murong Menghan came out and looked at the person who was sleeping heavily while holding the drawing board. He shook his head helplessly: "It's so persistent." Hearing his murmur in his dream, he smiled slightly: "It's very good."

Liu Shengze heard the sound of closing the door, looked at the person lying on the ground, sighed and covered him again: "What should I do? This line no longer exists."

In the early morning, Liu Benfeng woke up after smelling the fragrance of the vegetables. Looking at the girl sitting in front of him, "So beautiful...", he reacted: "What time is it."

"You got up quite late at seven o'clock." Looking at the painting at his hand: "What time did you get busy yesterday?"

"I don't remember." After packing everything, I looked at the person who came out with the food: "Do I be late if I don't step up?"

Liu Shengze listened to this and looked at the confusion on his face: "Yes, if you don't hurry up, I'll be with you together."

Murong Menghan looked at them and thought no matter how she thought: "Shengze, you are more suitable to be your brother."

Liu Shengze was a little helpless when he heard this: "It would be better for me to be my younger brother, I..."

Liu Benfeng: "You were born a few minutes later than me, so even if you and I are the same age, it is reasonable."

"Then give Menghan to me, who made you older than me? Are you willing to bear it?"

"I'm willing to give up, after all, the other party is you." Looking at the person who had already finished his meal, he shrugged slightly: "That's it."

Murong Menghan: "I don't bother to pay attention to you, just run to school by myself. I have no freedom at all." Then he ignored them and looked at the troublemakers at the door: "Square pen, come here." He touched their heads: "We will graduate in three days. We will have to work in a new job after that." He looked at the person who came out: "You two hold my drawing board."

In the craft class classroom, the sound of bickering sounded once again in everyone's ears.

Lin Piaoran looked at the work on the drawing board: "Yuan, your work is almost the same. Just finish it quickly, and there will be a lot of time for you to make noise after that."

Xie Yuanyan listened to this and looked at the person opposite who was also holding the pen stop: "Bai Daigua, let's take a look."

"You... can't compare to Meng Han no matter how you practice."

"It's enough to suppress you. Just sit in the office and wait to be exhausted."

"I'll go, you idiot photographer."

"I don't argue with you, it's not worth it." Sighing: "You and I are really... only suitable for being classmates."

Bai Liangan listened to her words and was stunned for a while. He reacted and smiled: "What I said is, I'll go and draw first. I'll wait for your works to surpass me."

Qi Yang looked at them and looked at the painting in his hand: "The most perfect Xu Yan, my most perfect work." Think about it: "No, I will have better works in the future."

Duanluxue: "Piao Ran, your work is completed?"

Lin Piaoran: "It's not yet, it's almost there. I'm missing some color, this needs..." Before he could finish his sentence, he looked at the three people who were panting in: "You are running for your life."

The three of them felt helpless when they heard this.

Liu Shengze: "No, I just don't want to be punished to stand. Piaoran, where is your toolbox? I'm inadequate to you to borrow the color."

"Is that right? It's just right. I almost have to adjust it if not."

"Okay." Looking at the person behind him who was lying on the table and gasping for breath: "Brother, you haven't come back yet. I'll go and finish the work first. You and Meng Han will help each other. Anyway, you two are painters."

"Hey? You asked her to abuse me." Looking back at the smile on her face: "What do you want to do?"

"Draw, otherwise what can I do." He whispered: "Let me teach you well, how to draw is right." Just as he was about to pull away, he looked at the person coming in and immediately said hello: "Teacher..."

Huang Liying looked at the last class of students: "You are about to graduate. Is the graduation photo for you by the school, or Xie Yuan's..."

Bai Liangan: "It's a photo by the idiot photographer, anyway, the class has this convenience."

Xie Yuanyan listened to this and threw a chalk over and hit him on the head: "Bai Daigua, I want you to talk too much." Looking at the person on the stage: "Teacher, I can do this, so there is no need to bother the school."

Duan Luxue: "Teacher, do we no longer need to wear school uniforms tomorrow, just wear our usual clothes?"

Huang Liying: "Yes." Looking at the children in front of him, he thought: "In more than a year, their skills have improved to this level." Looking at the smiling person: "Murong Menghan, you have worked harder than me in the past year, dealing with the entire class."

"Isn't the teacher very worried about us kids who love to make trouble?"

Ivan: "I have to accompany us to be scolded."

Liu Shengze: "Yes, I still remember that we had just started school and we had a fight and the teacher was scolded."

Qi Yang: "You still know, then do you know that the principal was punished for that matter, and now he can be an employee in the corner."

"Eh?" Reacted: "It's not someone else..."

Bai Liangan: "It's a bad thing to do." Thinking about it, "That thing has nothing to do with us."

Huang Liying looked at the happiness on their faces and felt a little helpless: "Okay, I won't mention those things."

Murong Menghan looked at them and nodded, knowing that their work had been completed. This was a good opportunity and the last. He looked at the person who was stunned by his side and smiled. He took the drawing board in his hand: "Teacher, look at this painting and comment on how it is." He looked at the person who was shaking his head beside him and smiled. He showed his painting: "Teacher, please..."

Huang Liying looked at the drawing board and said, "It's pretty good, it just needs to be changed." Looking at the person who was sitting upright and sweating on his face: "My painting skills back then are not as good as you."

Liu Benfeng listened to this: "Teacher, are you praising me or hurting me..."

Murong Menghan listened to this and whispered, "A fool..." and then said, "Look, the careful version of the graffiti has been born."

Duanluxue: "Liuenfeng, you are suitable for sitting in the office, facing the computer, and your mind is full of account books."

Liu Benfeng: "You are not much better, slowly develop your export business." Looking at the person in front of you: "Teacher, my graduation graffiti painting."

Murong Menghan laughed so hard when she heard this. She signaled to others to hand in the work and waited for comments.

Lin Piaoran looked at the work in his hand: "Teacher, my graduation work: Green Green..."

Huang Liying looked at the painting handed over and nodded silently: "Is it a floating painting? The green forest is still very uniform in color..."

Lin Piaoran heard this and felt that he had not worked hard in vain. Looking at the person beside him who refused to step forward, he pulled over: "Teacher, Liu Shengze's is also good, you can try it."

Liu Shengze looked at the painting in his hand and handed it: "My graduation work: Chenxi..." Looking at the smiling person beside him: "After all, you and I are learning a painter..."

Path Xue: "Graduation Painting: Sketch Thinker..."
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