Chapter 115: : Embarrassing you

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Gingko's mouth is also fast. Before Hua Sheng speaks, she rushes to dismantle the lady's stage.
"Grandpa, our lady said, next week at the school's New Year's Eve party, the talent she performed was to break the boulders in her chest and drill the fire circle at high altitude."
Jiang Liu also smiled and looked at Hua Sheng, his eyes were tender and sweet.
"Wife, you are so talented, why don't you show your husband one?"
Hua Sheng is more clever, "Because this performance can only be performed once, I had a peer perform three years ago, and now the grass at the tomb is one meter tall."
This time Chuntao and Ginkgo laughed harder.
After all, this is Huasheng's first tease moment.
Jiang Liu likes such a cheerful Huasheng, and always feels that there is no such great distance.
"Your school is going to have a welcome party?"
"Yep."
"Are you on stage?"
"of course not."
"Well, let's be low-key... lest those ordinary people be jealous."
Hua Sheng pursed his lips and smiled.
"What did you do at home this afternoon?"
"Draw a picture."
"Let me see."
"No."
"So stingy, don't you just draw? I will also... Ginkgo takes the drawing board, and I will show you one on the spot."
"Good, grandpa."
Ginkgo has been able to accept this male master gradually, because she thinks Jiang Liu is good to the young lady.
And he doesn't know how many times stronger than that man Xie Dongyang.
So what Jiang Liu instructed her to do, she was very happy.
Gingko held the drawing board down and Chuntao prepared the brush.
Jiang Liu actually painted.
Just wearing expensive shirts and trousers, though it seems out of place.
But Hua Sheng thought he was so interesting.
It is rare that there is such an Yaxing, so it will not attack his enthusiasm.
Jiang Liu painted an abstract version of the cartoons of Chuntao and Ginkgo.
It's the kind that's very much like me, funny and exaggerated.
After drawing, she brightened the drawing board, and Chuntao and Ginkgo almost laughed.
"Oh, this is us?" Chun Tao shouted.
"Really a bit like it, but how ugly?" Ginkgo tilted his head and looked more and more wrong.
"A Sheng, are you fair? Do you look like?"
"Well, it's a bit. Your abstract painting is good. The most important thing is that the painting speed is also fast." Hua Sheng commented.
"I used to be a street artist when I was in Cambridge before, and I made £1,200 a week for painting portraits. This is quite a lot for an international student."
"Indeed, I didn't expect you to have such an experience." Hua Sheng admired him somewhat.
After all, a rich child wants the wind to rain and the rain, the kind of money that can't be spent.
But he is willing to do such a thing, is worthy of respect.
"People are going to try different things when they are alive, so that they can come to the world without wasting it. Okay, you talk first, I will take a shower."
Then the river went upstairs. Before going upstairs, he gave the drawing board to Chuntao and Ginkgo for commemoration.
"Miss, look at what my aunt painted us like a big fool." Chun Tao is still thinking about this cartoon.
Hua Sheng laughed and said nothing.
The welcoming party will soon arrive, and it officially begins at six o'clock in the evening.
Hua Sheng was also invited to attend, and sat in the first row, beside the tutor.
When it was Xuehua Lu Xueyi's turn to take the stage, the whole riots showed that she was very popular.
A black tripod piano was placed on the stage, and Lu Xueyi glanced at Hua Sheng under the stage.
Holding the microphone and opening slightly, "There is a reluctant request. I would like to invite Xiao Sheng from the Department of History to join me in this four-handed play of Richard Clydeman's "Vanessa's Smile", may I ask Face appreciation?"