"You idiot." Li Shinian pinched Lu Tianyu's chubby little face, gnashing his teeth. "You're going to make me die of anger."
Originally he wanted to hide it from his mother and not let her worry. Unexpectedly, when this little fatty came, all his plans fell through.
"Big sister — — Big sister — —" Lu Tianyu's face was already swollen from being beaten black and blue, his old injuries had not healed yet, and then being pulled by Li Shinian like this, he grimaced in pain, repeatedly begging for mercy.
"Li Shinian — —" Even if Luo Chi was an idiot, she also understood what was going on. She took the basket from Lu Tianyu's hand, glanced at it, and asked aloud: "What happened?"
Li Shinian shot a fierce glare at Lu Tianyu, saying: "Let's talk inside."
After listening to Li Shinian's story, Luo Chi felt a burst of worry and fear.
Ever since her son Li Muyang encountered an accident on his way to school, every time she thought of it she would tremble with fear.
Now that Li Muyang was not out of danger, if something bad happened to her daughter, she would not be able to live on.
"Are you hurt anywhere?" Luo Chi looked at her daughter Li Shinian with a flustered face, asking aloud.
"No." Li Shinian smiled helplessly. "You see I just ate a big bowl of rice. I don't look hurt at all? "
"Don't hide it."
"I'm not hiding it. How can I hide something like that? "
Luo Chi was relieved, looking gratefully at Lu Tianyu. "Thank you young master Tianyu for your concern, you — — are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Lu Tianyu finally recovered from his shock, sneaking a glance at Li Shinian's expression, and said with a smile, "Fortunately Sister Shinian saved me, otherwise I would have been bullied to death by them."
"Oh, yes — —" Lu Tianyu picked up a food box, opened the lid, and placed the pastries on the table. "I know Sister Shinian misses the pastries of Jiangnan, so I specially asked someone to go to Ruyi Lane to buy some. The southern pastries there are the most authentic — — it's even better than the ones made by the pastry chef at home."
Li Shinian felt Lu Tianyu's kindness, glanced at him and said, "Thank you."
"Talk to young master Tianyu properly — –" Luo Chi was very dissatisfied with Li Shinian's lazy attitude. In any case, Lu Tianyu was the legitimate young master of the Lu Family, Li Shinian did not treat him as a dish at all.
Li Shinian glanced at Lu Tianyu, the little fatty repeatedly said: "It's good, it's good — — I like sister Shinian like this — — not talking to me properly."
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By the time Li Muyang arrived at Peach Blossom Cove, he had already become a celebrity of the Academy of Painting and Calligraphy. The students who arrived earlier crowded around, asking Li Muyang some painting techniques, some unfolded their peach blossom paintings and asked Li Muyang to comment on them.
"This painting 'Admiring flowers under the moonlight' has a beautiful artistic conception, it's pleasing to the eye. But the moon is too bright, it makes the peach blossoms pale in comparison, it's better to call it 'Admiring the moon' — — "
"This painting uses the technique of leaving white space, the brushwork is smooth and flowing, it seems that senior has a strong foundation in painting, you must have worked hard — — But there's too much space here, making the layout of the whole painting unbalanced — —"
"The peach blossoms are beautiful, but the honey has lost its innocence, it's a small flaw — —"
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Li Muyang was not stingy, giving his comments and explanations to the students one by one.
Ever since the last time at Peach Blossom Cove, he deliberately searched his sea of memory for painting techniques. It wasn't a big deal to search like this. There were countless books on painting techniques or research on the path of painting, such as [Exquisite Painting Appreciation], [Twelve Ancient Techniques], [New Ideas], [Spring Flower Blooming], [Divine Dragon Brush], and so on. It was like the library of a small Academy of Painting and Calligraphy.
Li Muyang gasped in amazement, thinking to himself: no wonder people say that old people who don't die are thieves, older people are too scary. They have seen many and varied things, almost nothing is difficult for them — — Not to mention that the old dragon has lived for tens of thousands of years, it's imaginable how rich his reading capacity is.
Old people who don't die are thieves, what is an old dragon who doesn't die?
Oh, he's already dead, but he inherited his mantle — —
Recently, Li Muyang was very grateful that he was struck by lightning when he was born. Think about it, there are so many newborn babies in the world, why didn't God strike others, but him?
"That means I'm a person with great luck." Li Muyang said to himself.
Li Muyang did not dare to be greedy, he chose a few books that interested him to read and learn.
Because he had fused with the Tear of the Dragon King, his sea of memory already contained the knowledge. Right now, he was equivalent to an ordinary student's revision. All he had to do was re-read and 'awaken' the cultural knowledge.
In this way, his learning speed was astonishing. After not seeing him for a few days, the young student who had just started to learn painting already had the demeanor of a master.
While Li Muyang was being consulted by everyone, Chu Ning and Song Tinyun stood at the side of the pavilion and watched.
The corners of Song Tinyun's mouth curved in a mocking smile. "How much real talent can a beginner in painting have? He just read a few miscellaneous books in the library in recent days, and now he's showing off his talent to people. Only an armchair strategist. "
Chu Ning's line of sight fell on Li Muyang in the crowd. "The way of painting, focuses on the foundation, but more importantly on talent. Some people's enlightenment in one night is better than others' ten years of hard work — — Li Muyang's peach blossom painting is vivid on the paper, with a wisp of spring breeze he can make the dock full of peach blossoms bloom. This is something that only a master painter can do. It's hard to believe that he's only an armchair strategist. "
Song Tinyun cast a surprised glance at Chu Ning, thinking to himself: why did this spoiled and willful West Wind Princess suddenly have a good impression of Li Muyang? A few days ago he heard that she went to work as a servant for Li Muyang for a day, which made her extremely embarrassed and made the royal family lose face, does she not have any resentment?
Song Tinyun nodded with a smile. "I heard that this person's name has shaken the entire divine continent, even the Emperor was shocked — — When he returns to Tiandu, it will most likely be even more crowded than this scene. Tens of thousands of people will turn out, scrambling to see the Peach Blossom Young Master. "
Because Li Muyang painted a dock full of peach blossoms, some people gave him the nickname 'Peach Blossom Gongzi'.
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Chu Ning's face turned incomparably embarrassed. She thought of her father's letter reprimanding her and his intention to summon her back to Tiandu.
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