Liu An exhaled gently, put down the order page and said to her: "I understand, I need to... think about it."

After saying that, he stood up, picked up the dishes under his feet, and walked out the door.

"Hey! If you are interested, you can take the time to let your child come over to have an experience class, or you can follow our official account and get coupons..."

"Experience class?" Liu An stopped and asked.

"Yes, there is no charge for trial classes. However, teachers of professional courses have specially arranged time."

"When was the last time?"

“This Saturday is 3pm.”

Liu An nodded gently and asked seriously: "Actually... I want to learn, can I take this free trial class?"

"You?" The girl in the studio was confused, "We are in the children's studio..."

"I understand." Liu An understood, and despite his a little disappointed, he still smiled, and then said, "Thank you."

The girl in the studio was once again amazed from the bottom of her heart.

Liu An has already walked out.

Seeing her back as she was carrying the food away, the studio girl returned to the lobby.

The colleague asked in a low voice: "So beautiful! How about it? Did you tell her?"

The girl who received Liu An shook her head: "She said... it's because she wants to learn, and it's a professional class..."

"Catch it!" The colleague shook his head helplessly, and then whispered, "So beautiful! You are buying vegetables! Maybe you are the young grandma in the villa next to you. She wants to learn painting to pass the time, money is not a problem! Even if you don't come here to class, you can introduce it to Teacher Nan!"

"Yes! What a pity... I didn't react just now..."

"You..."

Liu An has gradually walked to the entrance of the community.

After a while, she felt the value of the study room more and more.

There are so many things to learn in it, but it should actually be worth a lot of money, right?

A slight smile was hanging on the corner of her mouth, and she was full of gratitude inside.

What Su Ming said has always been the right direction.

You can also learn a lot at home!

How well he painted himself, he could find someone who could make a lot of money from this and give his own advice.

Liu An raised his head again. The sun that had already begun to set was just shining the building where his home was.

When he returned home and opened the study room, Liu An's mood was completely different.

Even Su Ming’s smile in the background photo above has another taste.

But this is not just because she knows how much such a study room is worth, but also because Su Ming made this study room specifically for herself.

She remembered that night Su Ming said: Later I heard the door ringing softly.

That was the point that Liu An gently tapped on the door.

How many times did Su Ming click when he was doing this study room?

Liu An has seen all kinds of men in books and TV, strong, gentle, capable, humble, cunning, and cruel...

There are many kinds of women.

They always interpret various relationships that make her feel dizzy and incredible plots.

Unlike the stories on TV, Liu An likes his current life. He lives in a spacious and clean house, which is located in a safe and beautiful community. People inside and outside the community have their own work and life, which are friendly and peaceful.

It's completely different from the black soil.

The more you see and know, the more you know how rare life is now.

If you simply pick up garbage and sell it, and ask her to do it alone, you will misunderstand that day, Boss Wang, who was at the waste purchase station.

Su Ming obviously considered these things, and his worries were very reasonable. His ability to analyze something is indeed very strong.

Then I carefully protected myself and thought of a lot for myself.

But until now, what have you rewarded him?

A month has passed, and the information about Black Soil is still very scattered. Liu An has no choice. She has always lived in the wilderness and dared not approach the royal city easily.

And only in the royal city can there be more information.

Besides that... Liu An knew what he wanted.

So Su Ming on the screen seemed to come alive and turned into a happy face, making Liu An unable to help biting his lips.

Since that day, he has never always said this or got closer to him because he heard him click the door.

Is this what he said about patience? Only when he fully understands these things and truly accepts that he can have a closer relationship will he be... Is Su Ming afraid that he would misunderstand him? That day he shouted misunderstandings and misunderstandings.

There is nothing difficult to understand about these... I am also worried that if I have the ability, I can only consume resources and can't make much money.

What's more... she has a little bit of love for him as an ally.

Liu An found the graffiti he drew when he was a child from the cabinet, and looked at the grandma on it.

Actually... the times are different, right, grandma?

You can start a different life.

On the screen, Su Ming was still smiling.

Liu An also pursed his lips and looked at him quietly.

The goldfish in the fish tank had wide eyes, looking at the quiet smiling girl in the room.

Then the girl took a new piece of paper and began to outline the lines on it.

The writing was smooth and coherent, and soon the outline of a face appeared.

Then there are eyebrow lines, eye sockets, nose bridge, mouth...

The sun outside the window gradually sets, and the room begins to get a little darker.

The girl sat on the chair on the balcony again, and continued to draw on it in the dark sky outside.

She no longer has to look at the person on the screen because she has a very clear appearance in her mind.

The appearance in my mind is much more vivid than the photos on the screen.

So after the details on the painting are more, we have already escaped from the shackles of that photo.

She also has more free brushstrokes.

The most time is spent on the mouth and eyes.

Liu An tilted his head, always feeling that he hadn't drawn the feeling in his mind.

The people on the painting are always dumb.

She closed her eyes and carefully recalled the details of Su Ming's appearance.

After a long time, I picked up the pencil again.

This time, the writing was more meticulous, but it was very fast.

After almost completely dark, she stood up and ran back to the room, turning on the light.

The light from the ceiling spilled down, illuminating Su Ming on the paper.

Liu An was stunned for a moment.

This is what he looked like when he squatted in front of him that day.

His eyes were very deep, his face was like the pity he was as good as his mother when he was a child, and there was a very shallow smile on the corner of his mouth.

Liu An seemed to hear his soft voice again: "Has your feet been injured?"

Her expression gradually softened and she walked to the sofa bed.

After opening the cabinet door, she took out the plastic bag and put the newly painted painting in it.

In the plastic bag, this painting is different.

From the materials and times of paper to the tools and techniques of drawing, they are all completely different.

The content of the drawing is also completely different.
Chapter completed!