Chapter 1310 Beauty Is in the Eye of the Beholder

Ye Linlang had a soft voice, and she sang Li Shutong's "Farewell" with charm. The children were listening intoxicated, but unexpectedly they heard Jiang Qiran's stop.

Ye Linlang stood up in surprise, and when she turned her head, she saw a handsome face with sharp edges and corners, but her thin lips were pressed tightly together, looking like she was not in a good mood.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Linlang frowned and looked at Jiang Qiran with some confusion.

In fact, Jiang Qiran rarely loses his temper for no reason like this.

Most of the people sitting around him were children. When Jiang Qiran was in class, he felt that although this elder brother was very handsome, he was not easy to get close to.

Now seeing Jiang Qiran's indifference to the point of not letting strangers in, the children were a little frightened.

The aura on this brother is so terrifying, he looks frightening.

…

Jiang Qiran looked at Ye Linlang's delicate face, then looked at the children who were frightened by him, and realized that his tone just now was a little harsh.

His expression suddenly softened, and he suddenly changed the subject.

"The lyrics of the song just now are so sad, it makes people feel emotional. Let's do something else."

Ye Linlang was embarrassed when he heard this. Why did he feel that Jiang Qiran was sometimes more unreasonable than a child? Is "Farewell" very sad?

Life is all about banquets.

And it can’t be that all songs are upbeat, right? !

Ye Linlang knew Jiang Qiran's stubborn character, so she had no intention of disobeying him. She immediately followed the trend and tricked Jiang Qiran with a smile.

"Okay, okay, Qi Ran, since you said you want to do something else, how about you take the lead?"

Ye Linlang thought Jiang Qiran would hesitate. After all, she knew best that this young man didn't like being surrounded by a bunch of people.

Before, it was okay to give lectures from a high position on the podium. The only speakers were Jiang Qiran and himself. Jiang Qiran could treat the children like nothing and teach his own class seriously.

It's different now, everyone is chattering and making a fuss.

…

Ye Linlang was full of confidence, but who would have thought, this time Jiang Qiran suddenly smiled and took over the task very calmly.

"Okay, then let me teach you how to draw."

Ye Linlang was stunned when he heard this. Hey, is Jiang Qiran good at painting? !

She never seemed to know that before.

Although there is an art class in Lingyun High School, this art class exists in name only. The art teacher shows famous Chinese and foreign paintings to everyone.

After all, most of the people who study at Lingyun High School are not art students, and Lingyun High School does not require everyone to have any attainments in art classes.

Key science preparatory classes like Class A will not even have leisure courses such as art classes and labor and technology classes after they are divided into liberal arts classes in the second year of high school.

Just when Ye Linlang was surprised, he saw that Jiang Qiran had borrowed an A4-sized draft book from a child. He opened a new page and began to draw with pencil in the blank space.

…

Jiang Qiran was sitting in the middle with a lot of children. Ye Linlang couldn't squeeze in for a while, so he simply stood more than one meter away, quietly admiring Jiang Qiran's painting.

It is said that boys look best when they are focused, and it is indeed true.

The open space on the playground in winter is completely empty. Looking from a distance, I feel that the sky in Plum Blossom Village is all blue, as clear as a perfectly cut sapphire, which is mesmerizing.

Such beauty is a scenery that is difficult to see in big cities.

But none of these are as intoxicating as Jiang Qiran's profile. His eyelashes are slightly drooped, and his usually cold outline seems to have softened a lot.

Ye Linlang looked at Jiang Qiran's face and felt a little crazy for a moment.

…

Just when Ye Linlang was looking at Jiang Qiran's face in a daze, she suddenly heard a cry of surprise from a child.

"So beautiful!"

"It feels like a real person!"

Eh? !

Is Jiang Qiran painting a portrait?

Ye Linlang was startled and couldn't help walking over. Several children took the initiative to give up their seats to her because they liked this amiable elder sister.

Ye Linlang squeezed into the crowd and saw clearly what Jiang Qiran was painting.

It was indeed a portrait.

And it is also unusually vivid and lifelike, as if those fine black hairs have taken on a life of their own in the light golden sunlight of the afternoon.

But the most important thing is that the girl in the painting is Ye Linlang.

…

Jiang Qiran hadn't finished the painting yet, and saw that although the girl on the draft paper only had a few strokes, her eyebrows were already vividly outlined.

Ye Linlang in the painting is looking back with a smile. Her eyes are as bright as paint. Although her facial features are not stunning and even a little childish, she has an unforgettable smile.

It was a very, very clean smile. It seemed that seeing the smile of the girl in the painting could make people forget all the troubles in the world.

Ye Linlang looked at herself traced on the draft paper and was stunned.

Is the person in the painting really her?

Uh, why do you feel that she doesn't look so pretty when she smiles...

…

Or, in Jiang Qiran's eyes, she is just such a beautiful little fairy? !

As soon as this narcissistic thought crossed his mind, Ye Linlang's face suddenly turned red.

She couldn't help but steal a glance at the boy who was painting, but she saw Jiang Qiran's eyes were deep and he was concentrating on applying shadows on the hair of the girl in the painting.

It is obviously just the crudest pencil, but under Jiang Qiran's hands, it seems to be glowing with incomparable magic, and the characters in the painting are also flowing with their own emotions and vitality.

Soon, Jiang Qiran finished the portrait.

The girl in the painting looks forward to her emotions, and the interweaving of light and shadow is so clear that one cannot help but admire the exquisiteness of the painter's brushwork.

"So beautiful! She looks like sister Linlang!"

"Yes, yes, I want to learn too!"

The children who were watching couldn't help but start applauding after witnessing Jiang Qiran's painting process.

When Ye Linlang heard the children's praises, she couldn't help but reach out and poke Jiang Qiran's arm.

"Hey, why didn't I realize before that you are so good at decathlon? You can even draw so well. Is there anything in this world that you can't do?"

Jiang Qiran raised his eyebrows, with a somewhat narrow look on his face.

"Of course there are, such as cooking, and such as... giving birth to children."

Speaking of the second thing he couldn't do, Jiang Qiran's eyes lingered over Ye Linlang's belly, making Ye Linlang wish she could find a hole in the ground to crawl in!

With so many children watching, Jiang Qiran actually spoke in a non-vegetarian manner!

Ye Linlang rolled her eyes at Jiang Qiran with hatred.

"Be serious!"

But the children next to them had pure and innocent faces, and they all began to pester Jiang Qiran to teach him how to draw.

Jiang Qiran was in a good mood and immediately agreed with a smile...