Luo Bai saw Yang Zimei and raised his head to greet her.
"Brother Luo Bai, just go about your business and don't worry about me."
Yang Zimei pulled up a low stool and sat next to him, watching him glazing the porcelain embryo.
"What picture are you going to paint on this vase?"
Yang Zimei asked curiously.
"Zimei, my brother is going to draw you!"
Luo Qing came over and said, "This vase is for you, as a graduation gift for you!"
"Ah? You gave it to me?"
Yang Zimei said happily, "You are now a masterpiece. Any piece of it can be worth millions. If you give it to me, would this gift be too heavy?"
"No matter how heavy it is, it can't compare to how much you saved my life."
Luo Qing said lightly.
"I was just fulfilling my duty as a doctor, nothing special about it."
Yang Zimei blinked and asked, "Do you have a base map? I just want to see if I'm satisfied with it."
Luo Qing went to show her the base drawing that would be painted on antique porcelain.
Yang Zimei opened it and was immediately intoxicated by the artistic conception inside.
Under an ancient tree with a unique posture, he was wearing a blue silk gauze, with long black hair hanging down his shoulders, sitting cross-legged on a sapphire table and playing the piano...
"Luo Bai, your painting really beautifies me so much that I can't believe it's me. What's more, I can't play the piano and can only dance the sword."
Yang Zimei looked at the painting and shouted.
"Okay, then I'll become a sword dancer instead!"
Luo Bai had just finished glazing, took the pen and paper, and started painting.
In less than ten minutes, he simply sketched out a vivid picture, replacing the movements of playing the piano with dancing swords, with fluttering clothes, and she was exactly like the chivalrous heroine on martial arts TV.
"What a great gesture!"
Yang Zimei liked it very much, "After you finish it, be the first to notify me to come and see it!"
"Um."
Luo Bai nodded, seeing that Yang Zimei liked it, a hint of shyness flashed across his eyes.
At this time, Min just came back from outside.
He just negotiated a business deal with someone.
Therefore, wearing a very formal dark blue suit, neatly tidied up, hair combed meticulously, and carrying a black briefcase, he looked somewhat like a successful small entrepreneur.
Yang Zimei thought of Ming Gang in her previous life, and he always caught her eye with such an attitude, which fascinated her.
However, this Min Gang is a bit immature and not as mature and charming as the man in his twenties.
"Zimei——"
Seeing her, Min Gang was very happy. He handed the briefcase to Luo Qing, took off his suit and wore only a white shirt. He loosened the top button and rolled up the sleeves slightly.
He did this action casually, but in Yang Zimei's eyes, it was a bit shocking.
No matter how determined she is about her love for Long Zhutian, she still has a special feeling for Ming Gang.
This feeling is very pure and careless.
"What did you bring today to congratulate me as the top scorer in the high school entrance examination?"
Min Gang saw her dazed for a moment, looking a bit honest and cute, so he couldn't help but reached out and brushed her bangs and asked with a smile.
"If I don't have a gift, I'll treat you to a meal at most, hehe."
Yang Zimei pretended to be depressed and said, "You haven't even comforted me, a poor guy who didn't get the top prize."
"How do you want comfort?"
Min Gang blinked and looked at her, "Would you like a drink?"
"OK!"
Yang Zimei suddenly wanted to drink and chat with him, and wanted to see what he was like when he drank and whether he could still maintain this gentle and elegant attitude.