I'm just a background board, why do you like me?

The person in the painting is strikingly similar to him; the clothing, hairstyle, and smile are all exactly the same as his.

Every detail is lifelike, as if it came out of a painting.

If she hadn't known that this was just a painting, Mo Nanqin would have thought she was looking in a mirror.

"Is the painting okay?" Lu Linxing said.

Mo Nanqin was silent for a long time, then gently rolled up the painting, "This is the most beautiful and precious painting I have ever seen."

"You're exaggerating. But as long as you like it, that's good." Lu Linxing raised the other brocade box in his hand, "I'll give the other one to Ji Zhongjiu."

Mo Nanqin's heart skipped a beat: "Ji Chongjiu, you drew him too?"

"When I was painting you, he happened to see it. He said he had never received a portrait before, so I painted one for him as well."

Mo Nanqin: Ha! What do you mean no one has ever drawn for him?

It's just an excuse.

The people who were eavesdropping behind the door said: Damn! Ji Zhongjiu has so many tricks. Fortunately, he doesn't live with Lu Linxing anymore.

Ji Zhongjiu had already heard the voices outside, and he heard Lu Linxing coming over here.

She quickly straightened her clothes in front of the mirror.

Just go to open the door.

"Here's the painting I promised you." Lu Linxing handed him the brocade box.

"Thank you."

Ji Zhongjiu took it with both hands and opened the scroll slowly but impatiently.

Then, Lu Linxing saw the same expression on his face as Mo Nanqin just had.

He couldn't help but curl his lower lip, "Is it so exaggerated?"

"It's not an exaggeration." Ji Zhongjiu put the scroll back into the brocade box. He stared at the young man in front of him and said solemnly, "It's based on facts."

Lu Linxing smiled and said, "Let's go back. Good night."

"Good night."

Ji Zhongjiu stood at the door and watched the young man enter the room.

After a long silence, the doors on both sides of the room opened.

Mu Wanbo and Xiao Li walked out of the room.

Ji Chongjiu leaned against the door frame, turned around with the brocade box in both hands, and then rotated again.

Like a cocky peacock.

Very attractive....to be beaten.

Mu Wanbo's face suddenly turned darker.

Xiao Li looked at him with gloomy eyes.

"I didn't realize before that Mr. Ji's face is as thick as a wall." Mu Wanbo smiled.

Come on! ! !

His eyes fell with envy and jealousy on which brocade box was in Ji Chongjiu's hand.

A painting drawn by a boy, a painting drawn by himself!!!

Aaaaaaahhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"It's not too late to see it now." Ji Zhongjiu laughed softly, his voice clear and pleasant.

"Mr. Ji, I wish you a good sleep tonight." Xiao Li raised his arm and gave him the middle finger.

Mu Wanbo was dumbfounded...

Ji Zhongjiu was stunned for a moment and gave him the middle finger.

Lu Linxing came out to get some water and accidentally saw this scene. Should he retreat quietly or go back?

Well, he saw nothing.

The door opened quietly and closed quietly.

Lu Linxing lay on the bed to calm himself down, then he reached for the phone given to him by the production team.

He sent the text message in no time.

Then, close your eyes and go to sleep.

"Here it comes, here comes Lu Linxing's text message."

"Fuck!!"

"Ahhh, he abstained again!"

"But giving up is better than him giving it to a certain guest. I really think Lu Linxing is a good match for every guest."

"Sister, I think so too."

Backstage, two girls held each other's hands.

After taking a shower, Yang Ming put on a facial mask.

He leaned against the head of the bed, humming an unknown tune.

The mobile phone given to him by the program team was placed on the bedside table. He took it and carefully thought about the content to be sent to Lu Linxing.

After thinking it over, I finally just sent Lu Linxing a message: "Next time we meet, I will definitely make you look at me in a new light."

Lu Linxing was about to fall asleep, but the cell phone on the bedside table vibrated several times in succession.

It directly shook him off his sleepiness.

He reached for his phone, squinted his eyes and clicked on the five text messages in the message list.

Article 1: [Next time we meet, I will definitely impress you. ]

Well, it’s obvious that this is the tone of voice used by Yang Mingqing.

He yawned and clicked on the second text message.

[The painting is very good, but I don’t want you to draw it for others. ]

Oh my god, why does this sound so sour?

Lu Linxing took a quick look and quickly clicked on the third one.

【What is in the sky! 】

What's in the sky?

There is the moon and there are stars.

Lu Linxing clicked on the fourth text message.

【The stars replaced the moon and became the light that guided me. 】

The tone of this text message is a bit like Mo Nanqin, but how did he become his light?

Unable to figure it out, Lu Linxing clicked on the last text message.

【The moon is nice, but I want to touch the stars. 】

Lu Linxing stared at his phone for a long time, until the screen turned off automatically, then he put the phone down.

Close your eyes on your phone.

Touch the stars...

Is this how he is in everyone's eyes?

The night had deepened completely.

Yang Mingqing tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.

He was wondering, did Lu Linxing read the text message?

Can you guess which one he sent?

Mo Nanqin leaned against the head of the bed, holding the scroll in her hand, with no thought of sleeping in her mind at all.

Be brave.

Love bravely at least once.

Mu Wanbo rested his head on his hands and looked out the open window.

The cold moon hung high in the sky, but all he could see were the stars twinkling faintly but not dimly beside it.

Xiao Li sat at the table, staring intently at the computer. On the page was a portrait of Lu Linxing.

He thought that next time they met, he could give the painting to the boy.

The scroll was spread flat on the white bed sheet, and Ji Zhongjiu took several photos from various angles with his mobile phone.

Then I sent all of them to the family group.

[President Ji: Why are you so crazy at this late hour?]

[The sword is still sharp: Grandson, don't be narcissistic in the middle of the night. Your grandma is watching videos here. As soon as you send a message, your phone is full of your messages. I have to comfort your grandma again. ]

【Head of the Household: Nice painting. 】

[The second head of the family: Did you force the painter to paint you like this? He beautified you like this. ]

【Ji Zhongjiu: It looks good, right? It was drawn by my sweetheart.】

【Head of the family: !!!】

【Two heads of one family: !!!】

.......

Ji Zhongjiu turned off his cell phone, rolled up the painting and put it back into the brocade box, then lay down in bed holding the brocade box.

*

Early the next morning.

Lu Linxing woke up early. He took his clothes and went to the bathroom to wash up. When he came out, his bathrobe had changed into a brand new shirt and jeans.

He walked out of the room and when he passed by Xiao Li's open door, he looked inside and happened to meet Xiao Li's eyes as he came out of the bathroom.

When Xiao Li saw him, he was stunned for a moment, then wiped his hands with a tissue, "Good morning, are you ready to make breakfast?"

Lu Linxing said “hmm”.

He went to the restaurant downstairs and bought some ingredients from the owner.