Lin Yuyan wiped the corners of his eyes, a little proud: "Sister Ling mentioned it."

Gu Yaoyang pinched his red nose and said, "How much have you eavesdropped on?"

Lin Yuyan quickly grabbed his nose, Weng Sheng said angrily, "I just heard a few important points." Then he asked eagerly, "Is it true?"

He couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes at all. He was crying in a mess just now, but now he has to laugh happily again.

Gu Yaoyang said, "Almost."

Lin Yuyan was happy. He was worried that Gu Yaoyang would be in danger if he stayed in the black market. If he went to play professional games, it would be different. At the very least, his life safety was guaranteed.

Although it will definitely hurt to be hit by an opponent, it is better to play professional games as to which one is more important.

"Why are you crying?" Gu Yaoyang asked in a deep voice, looking at his slightly swollen eyes.

Being so close, there is no way to hide it any longer. Lin Yuyan sighed and explained honestly, "It's my father... who told me."

He thought Gu Yaoyang would laugh at him for being unpromising, but his father cried after saying a few words, but he didn't expect him to ask seriously, "What are you talking about?"

"Well, you don't agree with me applying to art colleges. You also know that I'm not good at drawing, but you want to continue studying... He, he thinks I may be wasting time." He smiled bitterly again, He lowered his head and clasped his fingers: "But I'm used to it. He's like this, and what he said is true..."

"no."

"Huh?" Lin Yuyan raised his head and heard Gu Yaoyang say, "He's not telling the truth. You draw very well."

Lin Yuyan pouted, and there was another layer of fog in his eyes: "You don't need to comfort me."

Gu Yaoyang said, "No."

Lin Yuyan was quiet for a few seconds, something seemed to be choked in his throat, and he resisted the voice change and said, "Then you still say...My little deer dog is like a guinea pig."

Gu Yaoyang laughed out loud with a "poof", "That one does look a bit like that."

Lin Yuyan turned his head to the side angrily, but Gu Yaoyang suddenly opened his hands to him.

Lin Yuyan asked, "What are you doing?"

Gu Yaoyang said, "Hold me, I'm leaving."

Lin Yuyan gave him a big hug without any hesitation. It felt like he was gently stroking his hair again, as if he was constantly comforting himself.

"Gu Yaoyang."

"Um."

Lin Yuyan asked, "Am I really good at painting?"

Gu Yaoyang said, "Really."

"You didn't lie to me?"

"you guess."

Lin Yuyan put his face on his shoulder, and said dullly, "I knew you were teasing me." But at this time, he really needed such comfort, so he said softly, "Thank you. ."

He asked when Gu Yaoyang would return to China. Gu Yaoyang said that he was not sure, and Lin Yuyan asked again, "Can we contact you by phone then?"

Gu Yaoyang said, "Okay." He stretched out his arms, pressed his forehead, and asked with a half-smile, "You want to contact me so much?"

Lin Yuyan blinked: "Is there something wrong?" He secretly used some strength to push Gu Yaoyang's forehead back, and imitated him to raise the corners of his mouth: "Ordinary friends can still contact occasionally, not to mention, me, we have lived together before. ."

He knew that this was a bit ambiguous, and he said it on purpose, mainly because he wanted to be better at verbal attacks.

It would be better if Gu Yaoyang felt shy after hearing this.

But Gu Yaoyang was not shy at all, he flicked his forehead, checked the time, and was ready to leave.

Lin Yuyan's mood was much better, and he stopped joking, and asked him to take care of his health abroad.

Gu Yaoyang nodded, everyone left, then turned back a few steps and said, "The painting you painted a few days ago is really good."

some days ago? Isn't that...

"But it made me stand out a little. The cats are painted like pigs, and the tree is a little crooked. You are not afraid of me falling from that tree."

"You, you..." Lin Yuyan's pupils trembled: "How can you peek at my privacy?"

"Oh?" Gu Yaoyang asked suspiciously, "When did I become your privacy?"

Lin Yuyan couldn't explain it all at once, so he ran behind him and pushed him away, "Hurry up, you won't be able to catch the plane in a while."

Chapter 20

The city Gu Yaoyang is going to is called Mostin.

It takes eleven hours to fly, and there is an eight-hour time difference and severe temperature difference with Linzhou. It's summer here, winter there.

Lin Yuyan hasn't been there yet, but he has done a travel guide before and knows that there are beautiful houses with aurora and snowdrifts there. He mentioned it to his parents a few years ago. .

But after several years of waiting, my father got busier and busier, and my mother couldn't find time.

Moreover, my father never liked to waste time on meaningless things, such as traveling, and now eating at the same table with his son has become the same.

Lin Yuyan sat in the study and turned on the computer, and searched for a lot of introductions about Mostine. By the way, he glanced at the weather. It was really cold, it was nearly minus 20 degrees.

I don't know if Gu Yaoyang can get used to the temperature there. If he is afraid of cold, it will be bad. Will there be an air conditioner and a fireplace in the place where he lives? Will the conditions be difficult? Does he have enough clothes? Can you get used to the food there? I heard that people there like to eat raw food... but luckily he can cook. If conditions permit, he can make it himself, right?

Lin Yuyan entered a few more keywords and looked for news about fighting competitions. He didn't know much about the industry, so it was the first time he sat in front of a computer to search for relevant information. According to the normal process, Gu Yaoyang should go to a certain club for training first, and then be recommended by the club to the professional arena.

What are the specific recommended conditions? If you run all the way, no one recommends it.

Ah, found it. Lin Yuyan clicked on a dense recommendation guide, which contained a total of more than ten pages. He carefully read it one by one on the computer, and even created a document, pasted the more important ones, and was just about to turn to the next page. The action stopped.