The waiter placed the menu in front of Shengshi. Han Chengchi stretched out his hand and pulled it over, picking up whatever was more expensive.
After Han Chengchi finished ordering, he pushed the menu back to Shengshi. Shengshi didn't even look at it. He raised his chin and said: "Place your order."
The waiter immediately nodded respectfully, repeated the names of the dishes Han Chengchi ordered one by one, asked if there were any taboos, picked up the menu, and left in a dignified manner.
Only Han Chengchi and Shengshi were left in the entire restaurant box. It was very quiet inside. Han Chengchi turned his head and could see the street view of Shili Shengshi. There was a square not far away. On one side of the square, there was a rockery waterfall. In front of it was a rockery waterfall.
It is a wishing pool. In the middle of the wishing pool stands a statue of an angel. In the hands of the angel, there is clear water. There are many small fountains around the wishing pool. Many people stand there and take pictures, and some people are serious.
Make a wish towards the wishing well and then throw a coin into it.
The picture was very familiar. Han Chengchi always felt that he had seen it somewhere before. He stared at it for a while, then turned his head and looked at Shengshi. He stretched out his hand, pointed to the square outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and said, "That picture looks a bit familiar."
Shengshi followed Han Chengchi's finger and looked at the square, his eyes became a little warm: "Well... Chu Chu's painting for the first grade competition."
"Oh oh oh, that school held the most beautiful landscape oil painting competition in my mind, right?" After being reminded by Sheng Shi, Han Chengchi suddenly rang out in realization, turned his head, and looked at the square again.
: "I remember that in Lanshan's painting, there seemed to be lights behind the waterfalls, and there were also lights in the fountains."
"It will be bright at night." Shengshi moved his eyes back from the window and replied calmly.
Han Chengchi poured a glass of Jin Junmei for Sheng Shi, "Lan Shan's painting at that time didn't win the prize."
Shengshi picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The fragrance of black tea lingered between his lips and teeth. He shook his head, "No." His eyebrows suddenly warmed up, as if he had thought of something beautiful, and he said with a doting smile: "
At that time, because I didn't win the prize, I even lost my temper. I pointed at my waterfall and wishing pool and said, why is this scenery not beautiful anymore? Why is it not beautiful anymore?" After a pause, Shengshi said again: "But, that painting,
It is true that her painting was not very good at that time. Liu Nian was the president of the student union. During the selection, I gritted my teeth and carried great pressure and gave her a second prize. In fact... the consolation prize is more or less the same."
Han Chengchi poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and said with a smile: "I remember Lanshan never learned how to draw!"
"She never learned it, but I taught her later. However, she is quite smart and learned very quickly. She was able to sketch in just one week. Well, I praised her at that time. Your current level beats all the students in the school instantly."
It wasn't a problem anymore... Who would have thought that later on when the school held this competition, she went to participate excitedly... and ended up... holding a second prize and came back to play tricks on me.
..." The corners of Shengshi's lips became more and more curved: "Sprinkled watercolors all over me, and finally I said that when I have time in the future, I can make your scenery real, then Chu Chu will be happy."
"Haha..." Han Chengchi responded with a smile. He was obviously not too interested in the topic about Gu Lanshan that Sheng Shi said. He naturally looked at Sheng Shi and changed the subject: "