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As the saying goes, "live and learn, the profound artistic conception of a painting cannot be seen with the eyes, but experienced with the heart. Art is like a vast universe, and there are always people to discover new things.

"This is one of the teacher's award-winning paintings."

They stopped in front of a painting, and the woman stared at the painting with admiration and a proud tone, as if she was also one of the winners of the painting.

Children of this age are as curious and adventurous as the oil secreted by their skin. They spend their good youth and playtime in this dull gallery, either interested in paintings or people.

Meng Ya was also gradually attracted by the painting in front of her eyes. Inside the painting was a colorful heart shape, which was divided into many layers, and each layer had a different color. It looked like a simple painting, but looked at it. There is an inexplicable and complicated feeling.

"The teacher said that these layers of colors are like the hidden things in the human heart. Everyone's personality performance is closely related to these colors. Most dark colors indicate that this person's city is darker, while most light colors indicate this person. Human nature is simple."

Art is art, and it only makes people feel more complicated after the explanation.

"Do you offer drawing lessons here?"

This is the purpose of her visit today. She was originally interested in learning painting, but she just happened to meet the person who taught painting, which also made her interested.

"Yes, there are group or individual courses here. A group is basically a class with several people, and an individual is a one-on-one teaching method between the teacher and the students."

"I choose individual lessons."

The woman took out a form and handed it to Meng Ya to fill in the information. The moment she was about to start filling in the pen, a cautious voice suddenly called her.

A fashion design company has several designers, and such a large gallery should not have only one teacher. Meng Ya is worried that the goods may be wrong after signing up, so it is necessary to make a statement first.

"I must be a student of Teacher Kim."

"Of course, we only have one teacher, and that is Teacher Kim."

For Meng Ya's insistence, the woman was not too surprised, but the smiling eyes made Meng Ya feel as if she had asked a superfluous question.

The feeling of embarrassment immediately covered her whole face like a vine, it was because she thought too much that the little girl laughed.

After choosing the class time, Meng Ya also boldly paid the tuition fee for one semester in one go.

As soon as the woman walked away to pour a glass of water for Mengya, Enyan came out of the room, because she had been tipped off, so when she saw Mengya, she didn't have the kind of surprise that Mengya expected, which was a surprise. She was a little disappointed.

Mengya watched Enyan walking towards her in small steps, the faint smile on her face was like an autumn maple leaf, adding a bit of beauty to the beautiful and charming face.

"How did you come?"

"Can't I come?"

"I don't mean that, I mean..."

Before she finished speaking, Enyan was suddenly attracted by the woman in front of her eyes. She smiled like a crescent moon, as if she was born to smile at the world, and her thick eyelashes were like two small fans, covering the sly light in her eyes. Women feel very difficult.

"I signed up."

"what?"

Enyan's thoughts seemed to float back from far away outer space, she looked at Mengya with a pair of dark eyes, and her expression was like a frozen person who had slept for hundreds of years, not knowing what had happened to the earth.

"I'm your student now, and I've signed up for a semester."

Eun-yeon showed a surprised expression, as if this was impossible.

Mengya's name has already emerged in the design industry, and she is also well-known in the entertainment circle. Enyan didn't specifically investigate her background, but fate is such a wonderful thing. She was reading a magazine while drinking coffee this morning. Here, by such a coincidence, I saw a report about Master Meng Ya's works.

"A designer asked me to learn painting. I was really worried that I would make a fool of myself in front of you."

"Even the No.1 costume designer in the world may not know anything about painting skills. I am still just a novice in front of Jin Dae painter."

"Great Painter Jin, I dare not say, the little girl is just an ordinary person, and she has to eat when she is hungry, so is it convenient for us to have dinner together?"

What an unexpected surprise!

With the cheek to become the last customer who refused to leave before the end of business hours, his purpose was to invite the hostess of the gallery to dinner, but he did not expect that the target would take the initiative in turn. It really felt like winning the lottery.

"It's a student's honor to have dinner with the teacher, and it's what I wish for."

No matter what kind of expression appeared on Enyan's face, it seemed to turn into a kind of calm elegance. She felt that she was very precise about the weight of emotions, and would never let herself go too far.

In fact, the joy in Enyan's heart is not less than that of Mengya. Although there is no great happiness written on her face, the joy in her heart is like a newly born painting that has received the attention of a large group of people. It is hard to tell. excited.

Although Meng Ya was just someone she had met for the first time, when getting along with this person, she always felt very relaxed and at ease, just like getting along with acquaintances.

Since then, a woman named Huang Mengya has appeared in Enyan's phone list.

Mengya actually has a wide network of contacts. Due to her occupation, she has met many new friends in the occasions she attended. Sometimes she feels like a butterfly flying among the flowers, even though there are so many beautiful flowers to accompany her , but can't find like-minded peers.

For a long time, she devoted all her mind to her work. She met everyone for work, even if she had a meal and chat, she was also socializing. Her life was as numb as a robot.

The appearance of Enyan seems to have awakened Mengya's enthusiasm for life. Every wonderful part of her life is no longer just work, and the emptiness that emerges by accident finally finds someone to help her fill it.

Recently, Mengya was radiating light all over her body, with a high-spirited appearance, she entered the company before the sun rose, and left before the sun went down. At first, Yuan Yifan thought that she had adjusted her working hours because she was busy preparing for the dinner. However, Mengya was accidentally found in the theater once.

Mengya was wearing a white shirt with black cropped pants, and was carrying a light milk-colored handbag. Standing alone in a corner of the theater, she felt that she wanted to hide herself, but she was so outstanding in appearance and temperament. She was instantly recognizable in the crowd.

Noticing that Mengya's gaze has been locked on the line of people queuing up to buy popcorn, one can't help but think that her date is actually hidden in the line.

At this time, the detective soul attached to Yuan Yifan's body was revived again. She stayed in place and waited, just to find out where the lover came from, and unexpectedly had the ability to open Mengya's sea-deep heart lock.

The detective's mission was too late to complete, but her friend urged her to leave. In the end, she still couldn't wait for the target person to appear. Unexpectedly, this incident was like a stone hanging on her heart. She was so worried that she could only keep her eyes open for several nights Waiting for dawn.

Yuan Yifan sat on the chair in the tea room with empty eyes, and the whole city was turned by daylight, but her three souls and seven spirits seemed to have not returned to her body, like a lifeless doll, motionless Sitting in a daze.

Yuan Yifan didn't notice when Ren Jianming walked in. Seeing her staring at the tabletop for a long time, she was afraid that the tabletop would be pierced by her. With the sound of pulling away the chair vigorously, she finally recalled the moment when she flew over the horizon. thoughts.

"You look like you haven't slept for three days and three nights. There is still enough time for new tasks, so you don't have to work so hard every night."

Men are never careful enough, and staying up late for a few days is at best mentally haggard, but her heart seems to be filled with bitterness now, who knows that even her breath is full of bitterness.

"You and Mengya are very strange recently, one is listless, and the other is mysterious and very problematic."