Everyone also knows, but she was unknowingly because she was busy. She was unaware.

Soon, Smith's paintings were drawn. He took off the paper and looked at Jian Yumei a few of them, "Look, how about my painting,"

At a glance, Jian Yumei looked at it. It turned out that Smith's sketch was so good. Ning Jinger was vividly displayed on the drawing paper at this moment.

"Okay, Smith, I can't see you or the painter," Dan Yunbi said.

"Ashamed, I didn't go to a painter, I have a lot of ideas, so I can only travel around the world," Smith said.

"I am a long -distance rogue, I have acted across the sea," Jian Yumei suddenly recited this sentence.

Everyone smiled suddenly.

"Jian Yumei, you can still make a text, so amazing," Dan Yunbi said with a smile.

"Hey, that's it, there is nothing else," Jian Yumei also laughed.

"Jian Yumei, you also have the poetry of English poets. It is great. I read these things that year, and I was eager to do roaming. I did not expect to finally realize it later," Smith said.

"Otherwise, you can't encounter it on such a desert now," Smith said.

At this time, Smith took the sketch, put it on the table, and walked over, returned the painting board to that classmate.

"You paint well, so good," said that classmate.

"Thank you," Smith said in his foreign cavity Chinese, and then he returned to Jian Yumei.

At this time, the teacher Chen came over.

"Hello," he greeted everyone.

"Hello," everyone greeted him.

"I am very happy to know you. In fact, I saw you during the day. I think you look like an explorer," Teacher Chen said.

"Where, we just like to play everywhere. Without your majors like you, your majors are admired," Jian Yumei said with a smile to Teacher Chen.

"You're welcome, painting is my major, but when you do n’t draw, you are ordinary people. You are also. You must not be able to keep up with your expertise, but I do n’t know," Teacher Chen said.

"You're polite, did Teacher Chen bring students this time?" Mu Xin'er asked him.

"Yeah, we used to know this before. There were no lessons in winter. They were willing to travel with me. We found that this is really a treasure house. Now many domestic art circles have not really knew here. The value of me, I will definitely go back to propaganda, "said Mr. Chen.

"Well, I am also very shocking for the first time, come on, Mr. Chen," Mu Xin'er said.

They started chatting with Teacher Chen like this.

Although Mu Xin'er, Smith and Teacher Chen, they can paint, but Jian Yumei talked with them quite a topic.

Lin Li and Chi Heng also occasionally participated occasionally. They felt that this was a good opportunity to learn.

After all, there must be my teacher in the three people. Learning more is also quite good for yourself.

In this way, the people who did not know the South China Sea were discussed there.

They talked for a while, Jian Yumei, their meals.

"You eat, talk about it for a while," Teacher Chen said.

"If you don't eat together, we think it's happy to chat with you together," Jian Yu Mei ropeway.

"You're welcome, I'm going to my student, it's not good to leave for too long," Teacher Chen laughed.

"Okay, polite," Said Jian Yumei said.

The meals are up together, and the meals of Teacher Chen's students have also been up one after another.

"Jinger, come and eat with everyone," Mu Xin'er shouted.

"Okay, I'll come," Ning Jinger said.

She put down her miscellaneous affairs and came over.

Everyone smiled at her, and Jian Yumei was too.

But Jian Yumei found that she dared not look at herself. Jian Yumei was thinking, why is it?

But after Ning Jinger laughed, he sat beside Mu Xin'er without a word, and started dinner with everyone.

At this moment, everyone's theme is to eat, because in the desert, there are so many things during the day, so everyone is hungry and eats quickly.

Jian Yumei was bored with everyone, and occasionally found that no one spoke, and everyone suddenly laughed.

"I said it was so hungry, hehe," Dan Yunbi said.

"Yes, there is, there is," Lin Li said.

Everyone laughed again.

After eating, everyone returned to their own room.

It is said that the next step should be arranged, but maybe it is too tired some time ago, maybe it is a lot of miscellaneous things, and everyone does not want to think.

Jian Yumei also wants to take a good rest and talk about it.

However, he knew that at most the day after tomorrow, he had to go, but if it wasn't for Mu Xin'er together, Jian Yumei hesitated in his heart.

When Jian Yumei walked into the room on the second floor, he saw the gauze lanterns hanging in the corner of the building.

The wind is blowing, and those lights are shaking with the wind.

The front is the boundless desert, and the traditional Central Plains.

The other side of the desert was the extension of the Silk Road, Western Regions, Central Asia, West Asia, Arabian Peninsula, Europe.

But now, it is already a sea ship to go to those places, and it has become a corner here.

In fact, many years ago, from the Yuan Dynasty, it has become a corner.

The Silk Road can only remember those who remember the past.

Today, you can only recall those who remember the past.

What about the later Central Plains, what is it now?

However, Jian Yumei knows that now the Central Plains is a state division, the people are not talking about life, the warlord's melee, the ambitionist comes and go, where is a strong country and where is the people who are angry.

He remembered what was the former Xixia, how strong it was at the time. In the seams of the Great Song and Daoliao, a piece of the world was played.

Although he has already grinded the emperor's ambitions for thousands of years, the dream of those princes has nothing to do with himself, but at this moment, I hope that their country can be powerful.

Tonight, Jian Yumei didn't know what he would dream of something. Leng Yueyi hook was still hung in the sky, everything was ancient like yesterday.

This night, it is destined to be a unable to calm.

Jian Yumei has been reflected there because of many things during the day, and many things have flooded with his heart.

He fell asleep with confused.

In the dream, the glory of that year is now.

Jian Yumei saw a brilliant scene.

"Long live my Majesty, long live, long live, long live," at this moment, in the palace of Xixia, the ministers were worshiped from Li Yuanhao.
Chapter completed!