Tie Jinjue put the review script in his hand on the bed and walked towards the bookcase.

He took out many paintings from the bookcase and placed them on his bed, as if he was giving them to the reviewer Tie Hongyan who had seen when he was a child.

At that moment, he felt that the retrospective clerk that Tie Hongyan had seen when he was a child was Tie Jinqi, and he wanted to show her those paintings.

Tie Jinjue first spread a painting on the bed and thought: Sister, this is the first painting I taught her to draw when Hongyan was a child. She really has the talent for painting and she has painted so well for the first time.

He spread another painting on the bed and thought: Sister, look at this picture, I clearly remember that I only taught her a few times at that time, and she drew so well.

He spread a kitten painted by iron red flame on the bed and thought: Look at this kitten, I still remember the time when I taught her to draw a kitten. I had something to do before. At that time, I just drew my eyes. Later, she said to me: "Last time I told me to draw a kitten, but you left just after I drew the eyes." After so many years of this incident, I still remember the expression she looked when she said this.

He spread the paintings one by one on the bed, and after each time he spread them one by one, he came up with a passage, as if he was saying to Tie Jinqi.

After he spread a Harrier Eagle painted by Hongyan on the bed, he thought: This one was drawn by Hongyan when she grew up. It was three years since the previous one. Look, it was time to write. She had been learning for several years, and she could see that she was drawing better at this time than before. This painting was also drawn by him in a place with a stone table and four stone benches. I often taught her in that place before, and often talked to her when teaching her to draw. I remember that day, I first drew a flying Harrier Eagle. The Harrier Eagle was free and free and unrestrained.

Dan. Hongyan liked it very much when she saw it, so she started painting the hawk I drew. She was very interesting. After the painting, she said to herself that the one she drew looked too dull, and she also said to draw a new one. At this time, I deliberately told Hongyan that fighting freely in the sky requires not only strength and courage. Many times, freedom and freedom come from loneliness and no worries. I seemed to say that at that time? I don’t remember the original words so clearly, but that’s what she meant anyway.

She didn't know what I said at that time, but she might not have heard anything. I remember she said "um". I told her again that if a person can't let go of something in his heart, the things that tie him up will probably become his bond. She suddenly stopped writing, looked up at me, and said to me, "Uncle, are you talking about people?" I still remember her expression at that time, it looked really like you when you were a child. I told her that right, and said that I was not only talking about people, but also her. After she heard what I said

The expression was very similar to you, like when you asked questions when you were a child, your eyes were full of confusion. She said, "Tell me?" I took this opportunity to tell her about the incident that she shouldn't have fought with Nie Yangwei. Hongyan directly went directly to me and she would not have fought with them in the future. Then I told her, I believe she could do it, and told her that what I wanted to say more was that she shouldn't have fought with Nie Yangwei "for Wu Xunsheng". She immediately told me that they bullied him so much that she could not stand by.
Chapter completed!