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"Duan Yun has no relatives. It is said that his mother died very early. His father started a family by himself. It seems that he has a bad relationship with him. Otherwise, why did the teacher let everyone go?" The girl said in a sad voice.

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaole turned pale and regretted his attitude towards Duan Yun.

Everyone looks beautiful, but everyone has a sad past. Zhang Xiaole sighed for a long time.

"Beauty, are you going today?" A boy looked at Zhang Xiaole and asked.

"Go ahead, the teacher said it all." Zhang Xiaole nodded.

"If you go, I'll go, or I won't go." The boy said flatteringly.

Zhang Xiaole curled his lips and said, "are you skinny again?"

The boy made a face and then disappeared. These people saw Zhang Xiaole's harm with their own eyes.

After this class, it is self-study class. Because the teacher gave a holiday, the students basically went out. Some went to pick out a birthday gift for Duan Yun, and some went out to have a good relaxation.

Zhang Xiaole is also considering what kind of birthday present to give. He thinks it over or draws a picture by himself.

Zhang Xiaojian was very busy during this period of time. She didn't care about her sister. Even she opened a studio in the city.

This studio is not what she wants to open. It's because some of her painting friends have encouraged her. After all, she is really blind without painting because of her ability, so she has opened a studio in her name.

The studio is located in a corner of the cultural street, decorated very elegant, looks different from the outside, giving a refreshing feeling.

At ordinary times, Zhang Xiaole seldom came here, only hired a little girl to watch here.

Zhang Xiaole's paintings are priceless, and they are not worried about sales at all.

However, there are no ready-made works in the shop. They are all begged by some people. They have to face up and draw a pair of them.

When Zhang Xiaole came to the studio, he saw a big boy in front of a landscape painting. It was Duan Yun.

Seeing Duan Yun's moment, Zhang Xiaole was embarrassed and asked a weak question: "you, how are you here?"

Duan Yun heard Zhang Xiaole's voice and looked back with surprise on his face.

"It's a coincidence that you've come here too. Didn't you come to see me?" Duan Yun asked with a smile.

At the thought of Duan Yun alone, Zhang Xiaole softened his heart, laughed and said, "the teacher said today is your birthday, so I came to draw a picture for you."

"You, draw." Duan Yun was stunned.

"Why, I don't believe it." Zhang Xiaole smiles.

“……” Duan Yun smiles and does not agree.

"You don't know, sir, that our boss's paintings are hard to find. At least one painting will cost US $1.8 million." The girl next to me interrupted.

Duan Yun's face showed a look of astonishment and said, "if so, I'm not taking advantage of Tianda."

Zhang Xiaole laughed. "You like this landscape."

Duan Yun nodded and said, "xiagui's mountains and waters have a taste. They only draw freely. They are strange and outstanding. Landscape composition bold cutting, breaking through the panorama and only painting half of the scene, known as "summer half side.". It's more than a horse, and it's even more spacious. "

After Duan Yun's words, Zhang Xiaole was stunned. He immediately looked at the young man with a new look and said, "I can't believe you are an expert too."

Duan Yun laughed and said, "you don't have to be serious about it."

Zhang Xiaole took out Xuan paper and splashed ink. After a short time, he waved a copy of it. He threw down the brush in his hand, covered it with a seal, and said, "here's something for you. Happy birthday."

Duan Yun took a look at the landscape that Zhang Xiaole painted casually and the landscape on the wall, and he found that it was exactly the same, with the same verve.

"This can't do. It's too expensive. I can't bear it. If you want, you'd better send me a doll, so I can accept it calmly." Duan Yun repeatedly said no. Zhang Xiaole chuckled.

If you are a common person, you can't get it, but this nerd doesn't dare to ask for it. This has aroused Zhang Xiaole's interest.

"If you think it's expensive, it's better to give me an equally valuable gift on my birthday." Zhang Xiaole said something treacherous.

"This..." Duan Yunyi did not have the right words to refuse.

"Take it. Our boss doesn't give things easily." The little girl next to me cut in.

"Since it is to send, it is more solemn, or wait until the other students are present at night, otherwise it is really buried." Duan Yun said.

Zhang Xiaole smile, also did not refuse, think this man is very careful, unexpectedly will think for her.

Duan sat for a while, then left, saying he would go back to prepare. Today is his happiest day in 18 years.Duan Yun left Zhang Xiaole's studio, just walked out of two blocks, suddenly changed his face, as if looking around somewhere, and then hurried to a corner without any one.

In the corner appeared a man, in his thirties, with slender eyes, looking at Duan Yun coldly.

"You boy, but you have a leisurely life." The man said coldly.

"Elder martial brother, how could it be you?" Duan Yun asked in surprise.

"Don't forget what we came out for." The man said coldly.

After two people murmured in the corner for a while, the man in his thirties disappeared. Duan Yun's face was a little ugly when he came out. After a short time, he returned to his original smile.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhang Xiaole and his classmates came to an upscale residential district.

Upstairs, a man is standing at the door of the room waiting for everyone, it is Duan Yun.

The students snored into the living room, dozens of people did not seem crowded, let these children greatly praise, in the face of the second test house in the building, many children's eyes still show envy.

The children all took out their birthday presents, especially the rich second generation gave a valuable watch, which made the students sigh.

The rich second generation naturally showed a proud look on his face. He looked like Zhang Xiaole and said, "I don't know what shocking gift our big red Sister Zhang Xiaole has. Take it out and have a look."

Zhang Xiaole usually dislikes the virtue of this rich second generation. He seems to be one head higher than anyone else. Listening to him say this, he is not polite and directly takes out the painting.

Rich second generation saw a painting, not only curled his mouth, snorted with his nose. I didn't like it.