Author: Qingqing Platycodon

This studio is connected to the small library and is now the favorite place for children in the village.

Learning to paint specifically seems a bit far away for children in rural areas. There are no art classes in primary schools here, and there are no such art education institutions nearby like in cities. Even if there are, the elderly in the village do not

I would think of spending money for children to study specifically.

No matter how much children like to draw, they can only draw in notebooks with pencils, and they don’t know whether their drawings are good or bad. Even some children from poor families, no matter how much they like to draw, are reluctant to draw in notebooks.

Can use branches to draw on the ground.

Small branches paint a big dream, but this dream is out of reach.

But now, Bai Zhitong appears.

She majored in art and was so talented. She taught children to draw here. Xie Qian saw it when she went to pick up Bai Zhitong. Bai Zhitong taught very seriously and patiently.

Before, she excitedly told him that there were some children in the village who had very good drawing talents and could be cultivated.

Xie Qian thought that if those children really like painting and are really talented, even if their parents are not equipped to train them, he can discuss with the village party secretary to set up a student fund in the village, and he will pay for it.

It provides these children, as well as those children in the village who have good academic performance or other talents, but whose family conditions are not very good, to continue to go to school and further their education.

Now, although he is in the village, his younger sister Xie Ning will also pay him, the second brother, a salary. The amount is not low, which is enough for his own life and to support the children in the village.

With these thoughts in mind, Xie Qian walked next to Bai Zhitong. In fact, he didn't pry into other people's hobbies, but at this moment, for some reason, he suddenly wanted to know what this little girl was painting, and she was painting so seriously.

, so that he was not even noticed when he approached.

Until he walked to Bai Zhitong's side, the little girl was still immersed in painting, with a slight smile on her lips.

This made Xie Qian even more curious.

It seems that the little girl should be very satisfied with this painting.

So Xie Qian also looked up.

Purple jacaranda is the background color, which is very beautiful and gorgeous.

The dappled sunshine, the green trees, and the birds sitting on the trees are vivid and beautiful.

But, the man with the basket under the jacaranda...

No matter how dull you are, you can see that that man is him, Xie Qian.

only……

"Little girl, why do you want to draw me?"

Bai Zhitong, who had just finished the last stroke and was about to appreciate it, was suddenly startled by a warm and magnetic voice that appeared next to him.

Like a frightened little white rabbit, she widened her beautiful eyes and subconsciously turned her head to look in the direction of the sound.

He instantly met Xie Qian's teasing gaze.

However, for a moment, their eyes met, and the wind gently blew the ends of Bai Zhitong's hair. For a moment, the surroundings became quiet, and Bai Zhitong was speechless, not knowing what to say.

At this time, Bai Zhitong looked like a timid little white rabbit who was stunned for a moment.

But at this moment, her heart was like a groundhog looking up to the sky, screaming like crazy.

Ah, when did Brother Xie Qian come over, why didn’t I know?!

It’s over, it’s over, he actually saw me drawing him, will he think of something?

Do you think that I draw him because I like him?

Wow, what a shame.

Xie Qian didn't expect that the little girl would be frightened just by asking casually.

Thinking that the little girl was not in good health according to Bai Heng's description, Xie Qian hurriedly said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have scared you by saying something suddenly."

However, this little girl is still quite cute with her dazed and silly look.

It's like a well-behaved little white rabbit, with its red eyes wide open and looking at you pitifully, making your hands itch and make you want to touch it.

Xie Qian restrained his urge to reach out and touch her head, and felt funny that he actually had such a childish impulse.

At this moment, Bai Zhitong came back to his senses, shook his head hurriedly, and said with a blushing face: "No, it's nothing. I am just timid. I don't blame you."

As he spoke, Bai Zhitong subconsciously patted his chest with his hand.

Although Bai Zhitong is petite, her face is relatively fleshy and baby-faced, and she looks young, but her chest development is indeed quite choppy.

At this time, she patted it gently, and the waves kept swaying.

Xie Qian's eyes fell on it inadvertently, he was stunned for a moment, and quickly moved away, feeling that his nose felt a little warm.

I thought to myself: This little girl looks young, but her development is extraordinary.

Xie Qian coughed lightly and hurriedly opened his mouth to divert his attention, "Why did you draw me?"

Bai Zhitong put down his hand, his fair and tender face was still flushed with embarrassment, he lowered his head slightly and hesitated: "I, I just paint landscapes. This jacaranda is very beautiful. You just happen to be there."

It's in the scenery, so I drew it in. You, you probably won't have any objections." Would you guess that I drew it because I like you?

Bai Zhitong looked at the painting again and added: "And the painting I painted you is also very beautiful, not ugly."

Xie Qian put his basket on the ground, crossed his arms and looked at the little girl who was arguing so hard, and pretended to be serious: "But you have violated my portrait rights without my consent. Is this true?"

Bai Zhitong was stunned, then nodded, OK, that seems to be the case.

She also didn't expect that Xie Qian's expression would suddenly become serious. Could it be that by secretly looking at him, she touched his bad spot?

Then, will Xie Qian hate her because of this?

Thinking of this possibility, Bai Zhitong felt like crying.

"Then, what should I do? Do you want me to tear it up?" Bai Zhitong asked pitifully. She couldn't bear to tear such a beautiful painting up like this, especially with Xie Qian on it.

"Tearing it off wouldn't be a big deal, but because it involves my image rights, so..."

Xie Qian reached out and took the painting off the drawing board, and said to Bai Zhitong in a matter-of-fact manner, "So, this painting belongs to me. You should be okay with it, right?"

"No, no objection." How dare Bai Zhitong have any objection? Xie Qian confiscated the painting, which is better than having it torn down.

"Okay, let's go home. It's getting late now. If it gets later, the road will be completely dark and you won't be able to see." After saying that, Xie Qian automatically picked up Bai Zhitong's drawing board on his back, holding the painting in one hand and the other hand.

Holding the basket, he took a long step and walked ahead.

Bai Zhitong was stunned for a moment, got up quickly, packed up the paint box, picked up the cloth lying on the ground, and trotted after him.

"Wait for me, I can't keep up with you." Bai Zhitong said softly.

Xie Qian slowed down and turned around, and saw the little girl trotting behind him, jumping like a little rabbit. The waves also jumped and jumped, and you could still see the waves from time to time.
Chapter completed!