Chapter 1039 Min Gang

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"Zi Mei, are you here?"

Seeing Yang Zimei, Luo Bai raised his head to greet her.

"Brother Luo Bai, just do your thing, don't worry about me."

Yang Zimei pulled a low stool and sat beside him, watching him glaze the porcelain embryo.

"What picture are you going to paint on this vase?"

Yang Zimei asked curiously.

"Zi Mei, my brother is going to draw you!"

Luo Qing walked over and said, "This vase is for you, a graduation gift for you!"

"Ah? For me?"

Yang Zimei said happily, "You are now a master-level masterpiece. Any piece can be worth millions. If you give it to me, will this gift be too heavy?"

"No matter how heavy it is, it can't compare to the kindness you gave me for saving my life."

Luo Qing said lightly.

"I just did my duty as a doctor, nothing special."

Yang Zimei blinked and asked, "Is there a base map? I just want to see if I'm satisfied."

Luo Qing went to show her the base map that was going to be painted on the antique porcelain.

Yang Zimei opened, and was immediately intoxicated by the artistic conception inside.

Under an ancient tree with a unique posture, he was wearing a blue muslin veil, with long black hair hanging down his shoulders, sitting cross-legged on a sapphire table and playing the qin...

"Luo Bai, your painting really beautifies me so much that I can't believe it's me. What's more, I can't play the piano, but only dance the sword."

Yang Zimei looked at the painting and shouted.

"Okay, then I'll change to sword dancing!"

Luo Bai just finished the enamel, took the pen and paper, and started to draw.

In less than ten minutes, he simply sketched a vivid picture, and replaced the movement of playing the piano just now with a sword dance, with fluttering clothes, full of Jianghu chivalrous women on martial arts TV.

"That's a good attitude!"

Yang Zimei liked it very much, "When you're done, remember to be the first to notify me to come and see!"

"Um."

Luo Bai nodded, seeing that Yang Zimei liked it, a hint of shyness flashed across his eyes.

At this time, Min Gang came back from outside.

He had just negotiated a business deal with someone.

Therefore, wearing a very formal cyan suit, neatly tidy up and down, combing her hair meticulously, and carrying a black briefcase, she looks a bit like a successful small entrepreneur.

Yang Zimei remembered Min Gang from the previous life again, and she always caught her eye with such a gesture, which fascinated her.

However, this Min Gang was a little more immature, not as mature and charming as the twenty-something-year-old.

"Zimei—"

Seeing her, Min Gang was very happy, handed the briefcase in his hand to Luo Qing, took off his suit, wore only a white shirt, loosened the top button, and rolled up his sleeves slightly.

He did this casually, but in Yang Zimei's eyes, it was a bit stunned.

No matter how certain she is about Long Zhutian's love now, she still has a special feeling for Min Gang.

This feeling is very pure and unconcerned.

"What did you bring today to congratulate me, the champion of the high school entrance examination?"

Min Gang saw that she was in a daze for a while, and she looked a little honest and cute, so she couldn't help but reach out and brush her bangs, and asked with a smile.

"No gifts, I'll treat you to a meal at most, hehe."

Yang Zimei pretended to be depressed and said, "You haven't comforted me, the poor guy who didn't get the champion."

"How do you want comfort?"

Min Gang blinked at her, "Would you like a drink?"

"OK!"

Yang Zimei suddenly wanted to drink and chat with him, wanting to see how he was drinking and whether he could still maintain such a gentle and elegant attitude.

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