But she still found it at a glance, because there was a slender, fair-boned hand that was gently pinching the bag.

She is obviously not the only one who pays attention to that hand. There are many hand-controlled parties who lick their hands below the comments. The number one in the comments said that they want to become that gift, so that they can be held in the palm of their idols and receive countless likes.

Yu Mian's cheeks were red, and he looked down at the slender hand. His fingers were long and thin, the knuckles were slightly curved, and there was a pale bony color on the protrusion of the phalanx. Flawless crafts.

She suddenly remembered a luxury watch he once endorsed. It seemed that as soon as the commercial feature came out, it was out of stock?

At that time, she especially wanted to buy one, but unfortunately the price was too expensive and had to give up.

Yu Mian bit her lip, silently exited Weibo and opened the online shopping software, and placed an order for the watch in a luxury jewelry brand store.

Just after paying, the phone popped up several messages one after another.

Flowers send me: Sister Mian, have you seen Weibo? Shen Shen even sent a thank you Weibo, which shocked my whole family!

Blossoms sent me: The more I think about it, the more I feel wrong, how could Shen Shen post Weibo so frequently, do you think he is in love?

Flowers send me: I rely on! That paper bag that was deeply held in your hand seems to be yours! Miss Cotton, you are so lucky! Shen Shen took the initiative to sign for you, and still took your gift. Did you save the earth in your last life! ! !

Yu Mian held the phone and watched Fanhua's news for a long time, but never replied.

She didn't want to think about it, but even others could see his abnormality and how special he was to her.

So it was hard for her not to guess that he suddenly posted on Weibo and was holding her gift. Did he mean to thank her?

Chapter 1 Asymptotic

Happy time is always short, and when he returned home, Yu Mian had to devote himself to studying again.

Shenshang has high requirements on her. In addition to classes every day, he will give Yu Mian a lot of extracurricular homework, and he will arrange extra courses when he does not have to attend classes on weekends. It was busy and fulfilling.

The distance and heavy schoolwork made Yu Mian gradually return to the original state, and the enthusiasm and heartbeat when facing Lin Jianshen gradually subsided.

It took Yu Mian a whole day to complete the homework of traveling.

She painted the alleys of an ancient city, the gloomy sky was very low, as if the storm was about to come. Narrow alleys are gathered between the raised eaves and the blue walls, and the usual alleys are deep and quiet, spreading to unknown distances.

Thin weeds grow under the wall, withered yellow and slender, and flexibly nestle under the stone wall.

Black tiles cover the eaves, and the tiles are weathered and have an old and simple atmosphere. There are several windows on the wall. The wooden red-brown window lattices and the carved window leaves open lonely in this unknown alley, full of sorrow and loneliness.

The tone of this painting is very dark, and the whole article is a cool tone of black gray and dark blue. At first glance, it makes people subconsciously feel depressed and depressed.

However, its finishing touch is the corner of the room exposed through a window in the center of the painting.

There is a table in the window, the table top is very clean, there is only a pot of flowers.

It was a small daisy. It was placed in a white round small porcelain pot. The green leaves were scattered on the edge of the pot. The center of the leaves was surrounded by a handful of bright yellow chrysanthemums in full bloom. The small flowers were crowded together. So bright and so cute.

The gloom and gloom in the whole painting were eliminated by such a pot of incomparably gorgeous daisies.

Even under the dark background, this pot of flowers, which was originally ordinary and had no sense of existence, showed incomparably beautiful and warm. Anyone who sees it will be attracted by it and can't take their eyes off it.

It is like a ray of sunlight falling in the endless darkness, subtle but not to be ignored, making people unconsciously want to follow and chase.

This finishing touch instantly changed the mood of the whole painting, as if to tell people that no matter how oppressive and difficult life is, there are still some beautiful bits and pieces that are easily overlooked, waiting for us to discover.

After seeing this painting for a long time, Shang Shang sighed again in his heart that some people really eat this bowl of rice.

He watched Yu Mian grow up, and understood her talent and aura better than anyone else.

In the field of art, the most indispensable thing is spirituality. It is not like other industries where hard work and hard work always pay off. Studying art, especially fine arts, has no personal characteristics, and can only be regarded as a painter, not a truly respected painter.

It was precisely because he saw her potential that he cared so much about her and demanded too much.

With a piece of rough jade in hand, who wouldn't want to see the day when it becomes a beautiful jade sooner?

"You're almost done with light and shadow, let's learn about colors next." Shenshang looked away from the drawing board and said to his students, "Your use of colors has its own uniqueness, but it still doesn't work. It's not enough, you have to figure out how to get the color you want, the ideal color, it's not easy."

Yu Mian listened carefully to the class, nodded and said, "Good teacher, I will study hard."

She loves painting, and every time she paints, she immerses herself in it. Every time she paints a painting, her mind seems to be washed once, and all the negative emotions will dissipate, leaving only warm and beautiful emotions. People also become gentle and gentle.

It seems that bad emotions are excreted with the process of painting, like a natural filter, painting is both a hobby and enjoyment for her.

Sometimes when Yumian is emotional or depressed and can't calm down, he chooses to paint. While painting, reflect on self and clean up mood. After so many years, it is precisely because of such a channel of catharsis that she can not be affected by the external environment and grow into a girl with no haze in her heart.

Going back to school to continue my studies, time slips by calmly like flowing water, seemingly the same as before, but subtle changes are taking place inside.