Staring angrily ahead, Feng Chuixue bit her lip tightly, her cheeks bulging, like an angry calf.

The atmosphere froze at this time, and one person and one car quietly confronted each other.

In fact, it didn't take long, but the people inside and outside the car were infinitely tormented, and every second was like a year.

Looking at the dazzling headlights in front of him, Feng Fuxue's heart was blank.

She didn't know what she was thinking, and she didn't know what she was doing here.

No matter how angry or unhappy you are, you can't beat Mr. Shen to death, right?

Why did Commissioner Halle call me and tell me that I came right away?

What exactly am I trying to achieve?

What should I do if he gets out of the car?

For Feng Chuixue's anger, Shen Chong in the car was a little mentally prepared, after all, he had locked people up for a month, and everyone was annoyed.

But she actually stopped the car halfway at night, and Shen Chong was slightly surprised.

Sister Feng looks very elegant and easy to speak, but I didn't expect it to be so easy.

She doesn't really want to kill me, does she?

He stuck out his head, "Teacher Blowing Snow, don't be impulsive, you have something to say, you give way first, I have to pull over!" ”

Hearing his voice, Feng Chuixue's mind finally recovered a little clearer, and realized that his behavior was stupid and dangerous, so he hurriedly jumped to the side.

Shen Chong pulled over and got out of the car, and then cautiously approached.

Although this girl seems to be harmless to humans and animals, but be careful to make a 10,000-year-old ship.

"That...... Teacher Fukiyuki, how are you doing this month? ”

It's good now, his polite chatter became the fuse, directly igniting the grievances hidden in the heart of the blowing snow girl.

She pulled the stick in the grass beside her, and jumped up to hit her.

Of course, Shen Chong wouldn't call her honestly, he easily raised his hand to block it, and then pretended to shout two words of pain.

Feng Fuxue didn't hit twice, and the small wooden stick broke by itself, and then he squatted on the side of the road and cried.

Shen Chong didn't persuade her, let alone coax her, just looked at her like this.

After she cried for about five or six minutes, she calmed down completely, stood up and wiped two handfuls of tears, "I'm sorry, Mr. Shen, I made you laugh." ”

Shen Chong waved his hand again and again, "I didn't laugh, I didn't laugh!" ”

Feng Fuxue: "......"

After a long time, Shen Chong scratched his head and said, "Actually, I don't quite understand what you came to me for. Although I reported you, but since the method of talking to your heart didn't work at that time, it was impossible for you to leave directly. ”

Feng Fuxue sighed, "I don't know why I came to you. In fact, I have figured it out a long time ago, the person I should really be grateful to is Mr. Shen, otherwise I would have died a long time ago. Compared to death, just a month of house arrest, what is it? ”

Shen Chong was disdainful in his heart, and now he pretended to be empathetic?

Were you under the control of the devil just now?

Know how to thank me?

Go, I won't be able to understand your stinky problem, and I can't tell the difference between priority and priority.

I exposed you, but I didn't do anything wrong, it's just that who would have thought that you were so powerless that you didn't wake up.

"I just ...... I don't know why, it's just that the emotions are out of control all of a sudden, in short, I'm sorry. Mr. Shen, you don't hurt, do you? ”

Feng Fuxue rubbed her hands again and asked a little nervously.

Shen Chong waved his hand indifferently, "It doesn't hurt, it's a trivial matter." Since it's okay, I'll ...... first."

He wanted to go home, wasting his time.

Feng Fuxue suddenly said, "Then I'll invite you to dinner!" Say thank you! ”

"No, no, no."

"No, otherwise I'm too careless, I think I'm so bad."

Feng Chuixue didn't want to admit the inexplicable awkwardness in his heart.

What she really wronged was probably because she regarded Shen Chong as a white knight at the beginning, and she should take herself on the white horse and leave in a chic manner in the way of a princess hug, but in the end, this knight just wanted to sell herself for a good price.

"You're inviting me to dinner? Forget it, I'll ask you. After eating this meal, let's write it off! ”

"Okay!"

After some tossing, Shen Chong first went back to the community and parked the car, and then walked for about ten minutes with Feng Fuxue, and went to the night market not far away to order some barbecue.

If it was a previous life, Shen Otaku would have been a little interested in the cute Feng girl.

But in this life, he felt that he had to forget it.

It's not that she's not good-looking, it's that he's afraid of trouble.

I am far from the time to sit back and relax, and it is impossible for me to walk in the Shura field with ease, which is not only sorry for Xinxin, but also sorry for myself, and sorry for life.

We are not rich people born with a golden key, time waits for no one, and evil spirits and evil demons wait for no one.

If you don't work hard to become stronger, maybe one day you will be like the father who died at the hands of the gecko people in order to save his son, and he will die unjustly in some horned Gadari.

"In short, it's my job to save you. It's a pure coincidence that you've been under house arrest for a month, and you have a lot of abnormalities on your body, so you have to be careful. Don't blame the demon slayer for making a big fuss, you should understand how much impact these things will have on the common people once they spread. ”

"I understand."

"Then it is necessary to sail the ship of ten thousand years carefully, right?"

"It's necessary, anyway, I also got 500,000 yuan in compensation, and I can't save so much for two or three years of teaching painting."

When eating barbecue, Shen Chong habitually performed the duties of a supernumerary boss, wiped his ass for the demon slasher, and gave the final psychological counseling to Feng Meizi.

But as soon as he heard that she had taken 500,000 yuan, he felt that there was no need for counseling.

"Then will you still teach painting in the future?"

There was really nothing to talk about, Shen Chong asked casually.

Sister Feng nodded, "Teach." I was going to save enough money to study abroad, but now I've changed my mind and I'll talk about it when I find a new threshold and hit a bottleneck. ”

"Your painting skills are still rising?"

"yes."

Shen Chong was a little dizzy, he couldn't understand the situation of Sister Feng.

He knows a little bit about painting, and he can be regarded as a senior painter, but in terms of artistic creation, he is a novice.

He doesn't quite understand the concept of skyrocketing painting skills, is it a big explosion of understanding in artistic creation, then she should wake up.

Maybe I'm not wrong, it's just that the time period of her awakening is too long, and she must reach the point of reaching the peak of her painting skills?

He had a crooked mind again and decided to try the temptation.

Chewing a piece of meat, Shen Chong asked, "Can you tell me exactly what your concept of skyrocketing painting skills is?" I'm a little curious. ”

Feng Fuxue lifted the bamboo skewer and pulled it a few times on the oil-stained plate, and several lines of butter appeared on the plate, crisscrossing it, and it was actually a person's face.

"Mr. Shen, you also know how to draw, the skills and genres of painting, you know, right?"

Shen Chong nodded, "Yes, there are many genres and methods of painting, some people only use lines, and some people try their best to color, but it can't be said that the artistry of accumulating colors is higher than lines, this is a matter of wisdom and wisdom." ”

"Yes, the essence of art is ever-changing, and a great master can use the simplest lines to depict the most abundant emotions, so that the mood of the viewer fluctuates accordingly. The use of color, the structure of the lines, the inspiration for creation, the emotions released, the sense of the picture recorded, etc., all these things are piled up, which is art, painting skills, and music. ”

Shen Chong: "But modern art has begun to become impetuous, and many people feel that things that everyone applauds are of grade. ”

Feng Chuixue asked, "How do you say this?" ”

Shen Chong: "I think of two people. One is a well-known painter, an oil painting can be photographed for tens of millions, and the other is a peasant woman. These two people have very different identities and statuses, but they both like to paint peach blossoms. Many people use peasant women's paintings to satirize painters, saying that painters are fake masters who have been hyped up. ”

Feng Fuxue nodded, "I also know about this." ”

"It's actually an ideological class antagonism. The common people think that the painter is praised and blown out by spending money, and those who recognize the painter are also some so-called upper-class people. What rich people support and like must be ignorant and hypocritical. Weak people like to cultivate an illusion in themselves, they think that the success of successful people comes from chance, and successful people must be fools. ”

"So ordinary people like to belittle painters because they have a high status. He also likes to praise peasant women, because the status of peasant women seems to be lower than himself. In the process of touting the peasant women, they themselves have a sense of counterattack that I despise heaven and earth. But if one day they accidentally blow the peasant women up, when the peasant women are also out of their class, the wind of public opinion will immediately turn. ”

Feng Chuixue thought for a while, "Mr. Shen, do you mean that the title of artist has been played bad in the eyes of some people, thinking that artistic attainments can really be achieved through hype?" ”

Shen Chong shook his head, "I don't agree with it myself, but for the art of painting, many people really see it that way." It's not like an exam after all, and it can't be accurately judged by scores. So I want to ask you, in what ways do you feel that your painting skills are rising? ”

Feng Chuixue thought for a while, then flipped over the plate on the table where he had drawn his own lines, and pushed it in front of Shen Chong, "Mr. Shen, what do you think of my painting?" ”

"The lines are simple, and they make perfect use of the fat stacked on the plate, but they give full vent to the anger of this old man, so that people can understand at a glance that the author was in a confused and manic mood at that time."

Feng Chuixue was blushed by Shen Chong's comment, "I'm not manic!" ”

After two minutes of cold play, she sighed, "Well, it's a little. In short, only the painter knows what level he is, and the higher his level, the stronger the sense of humility in the face of the master's masterpiece. Painting can be said to be the pursuit of details, but details are still only a drop in the eye. The whole and the details, the idea and the display, the connotation of the progression...... These are all drawing skills. ”

Shen Chong asked again: "Then what do you think it should be like when your painting skills reach the peak?" ”

Feng Fuxue thought for a while, "One stroke of the world? Single-mindedly giving birth to ten thousand trees? ”

Shen Chong felt that it was better to send her back to slay the demon, this dangerous person!

Otherwise, it's better to build the wonderful ranch quickly.

Animals can be raised, and people can try it.

"By the way, Mr. Shen, from next week, I will be Shin Shin's art teacher."

"What? What do you say! What do you mean? ”

Shen Chongzheng had a bad idea, but suddenly heard bad news.

Feng Fuxue shrugged, "After I got my mobile phone back, I found that an unfamiliar number called me several times, and I only found out that it was Mrs. Shen when I called back earlier." ”

Shen Chong: "......"

Mrs. Shen said that she had found several teachers for Shin Shin these days, but none of them were suitable, and Shin Shin didn't like any of them. She's still talking to me. Your wife asked me if I was still teaching, and I agreed. ”

Shen Chong felt that Lao Lin was poisonous, and she was asking for trouble.

"She's not my wife."

"What about Xinxin?"

"It's our daughter."

"Oh, that's good."

"Oh no, I don't agree!"

Shen Chong shook his head decisively.

"Mr. Shen, I know what you're worried about, but I really like Shin Shin, and she likes me too. It's really impossible for me to be as awake as you are Mr. Shen, and even if I do, I'm still a good person! It's impossible for me to hurt Xinxin, and I will even directly join the Demon Slayer as an official member, which is more reliable than Mr. Shen. ”

Feng Chuixue defended herself.

Shen Chong was dumbfounded, what you said is so reasonable.

Theoretically, Feng Chuixue completely took possession, but Shen Chong couldn't say, I was afraid that you would like to flirt with the child's father, and I didn't want to be flirted by you.

This is too peacock to open the screen.

"Forget it, so be it."

As a result, he really found an art teacher for Xinxin by mistake, but the development of things was completely out of his control.

The strange fragrance is the real reason for his jealousy.

But now Xinxin's fragrance is getting more and more out of shape, and Feng Chuixue has indeed failed to wake up.

Maybe she really can't wake up, and she's not a potential psyker, people just suddenly had an epiphany, and her talent exploded.