Chapter 223
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At this time, Lin Hanxing seems to have a magic power, which makes all restless hearts return to calm again.
The white cheek has the green silk to scatter, the thin fragmentary, for this originally exquisite good-looking to the acme of the small face has added several completely irresistible infatuation, and the corner of the eye that tear mole, more people can't help but tremble.
Yuan Shaojing's eyes were staring at Lin Hanxing, but they didn't look at her.
It seems that through such a face, even the calmness tempered by the ups and downs of the commercial sea for decades suddenly broke away like a violent wind, making yuan Shaojing no longer able to control his turbulent memory.
He thought he had forgotten!
He thought he could forget it!
He seems to have forgotten her appearance for many years.
But in the middle of the night, guilt, emptiness, sadness, suffering severely tormented themselves!
But at this time, Lin Hanxing has already stopped writing!
Put the two used brushes on the pen holder. I don't know when my fingers are stained with thick ink.
She slowly raised her head, blinked her long thick eyelashes, and looked at yuan Shaojing silently.
There was no expression on his face.
Naturally, I can see all the struggles in his eyes.
Lin Hanxing saw clearly, and it was because of this that her sarcasm was more sharp.
Yuan Su Su's brain is blank. She was the first to write, but she hasn't finished it yet.
And
Looking down at his words, his eyes were at a loss.
When both of them put down their pen, yuan Shaojing can't wait to get up and walk to Lin Hanxing. As for Lei Kangnian, his eyes are deep and close behind him. He has never seen such a gaffe from his best friend.
Cheng Lingyun's eyes are staring at Lin Hanxing for a moment, but her breath is very depressing!
She's so much like her!
It's not the image on the face. Cheng Lingyun can even be sure that she has absolutely no blood relationship with that woman!
But that kind of indifference and indifference, it is too much like!
Like to, make Cheng Lingyun feel extremely fear!
Just as yuan Shaojing was approaching, Lin Hanxing stepped back to widen the distance between them.
The servant put Lin Hanxing's works together with Yuan Susu's, and stood up to see!
Yuan Su Su's writing style is very yuan Shaojing's, after all, she was influenced by him since childhood, but the more her writing style is, the more impetuous her writing style is. Obviously, the heart of the writer has begun to float, so that the whole work has been completely broken.
When Lei Kangnian saw this, he felt a little sorry.
Su Su, a child, really lacks discipline.
In my mind, when my eyes scan Lin Hanxing's works, Lei Kangnian's pupils suddenly tighten.
High and low is too clear!
As for yuan Shaojing, he focused on Lin Hanxing's two works from the beginning to the end.
The same is left and right hand at the same time, can be powerful and sophisticated, left hand painting and right hand words form a sharp contrast!
It's hard to imagine that the left hand painting is gentle and sad, and the right hand calligraphy is majestic and powerful. It's actually from the same person at the same time. It's just like an impossible thing!
But what Lin Hanxing likes most is the impossibility of challenge.
"Good word!" Lei Yu can't help talking.
As the most famous and the youngest antique collector in Jiangcheng, he has identified many paintings and calligraphy, which can be affirmed by Lei Yu. He has proved from the side who won the competition today.
Hearing that even Lei Yu gave a positive answer, Yanbei Xiaolei's mother Yuanbao ran to join the fun.
And thunder owl quietly appeared beside Lin Hanxing.
"Eh, the word written by Xiao Hanxing..."
Yan Beixiao picks eyebrows
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At this time, Lin Hanxing seems to have a magic power, which makes all restless hearts return to calm again.
The white cheek has the green silk to scatter, the thin fragmentary, for this originally exquisite good-looking to the acme of the small face has added several completely irresistible infatuation, and the corner of the eye that tear mole, more people can't help but tremble.
Yuan Shaojing's eyes were staring at Lin Hanxing, but they didn't look at her.
It seems that through such a face, even the calmness tempered by the ups and downs of the commercial sea for decades suddenly broke away like a violent wind, making yuan Shaojing no longer able to control his turbulent memory.
He thought he had forgotten!
He thought he could forget it!
He seems to have forgotten her appearance for many years.
But in the middle of the night, guilt, emptiness, sadness, suffering severely tormented themselves!
But at this time, Lin Hanxing has already stopped writing!
Put the two used brushes on the pen holder. I don't know when my fingers are stained with thick ink.
She slowly raised her head, blinked her long thick eyelashes, and looked at yuan Shaojing silently.
There was no expression on his face.
Naturally, I can see all the struggles in his eyes.
Lin Hanxing saw clearly, and it was because of this that her sarcasm was more sharp.
Yuan Su Su's brain is blank. She was the first to write, but she hasn't finished it yet.
And
Looking down at his words, his eyes were at a loss.
When both of them put down their pen, yuan Shaojing can't wait to get up and walk to Lin Hanxing. As for Lei Kangnian, his eyes are deep and close behind him. He has never seen such a gaffe from his best friend.
Cheng Lingyun's eyes are staring at Lin Hanxing for a moment, but her breath is very depressing!
She's so much like her!
It's not the image on the face. Cheng Lingyun can even be sure that she has absolutely no blood relationship with that woman!
But that kind of indifference and indifference, it is too much like!
Like to, make Cheng Lingyun feel extremely fear!
Just as yuan Shaojing was approaching, Lin Hanxing stepped back to widen the distance between them.
The servant put Lin Hanxing's works together with Yuan Susu's, and stood up to see!
Yuan Su Su's writing style is very yuan Shaojing's, after all, she was influenced by him since childhood, but the more her writing style is, the more impetuous her writing style is. Obviously, the heart of the writer has begun to float, so that the whole work has been completely broken.
When Lei Kangnian saw this, he felt a little sorry.
Su Su, a child, really lacks discipline.
In my mind, when my eyes scan Lin Hanxing's works, Lei Kangnian's pupils suddenly tighten.
High and low is too clear!
As for yuan Shaojing, he focused on Lin Hanxing's two works from the beginning to the end.
The same is left and right hand at the same time, can be powerful and sophisticated, left hand painting and right hand words form a sharp contrast!
It's hard to imagine that the left hand painting is gentle and sad, and the right hand calligraphy is majestic and powerful. It's actually from the same person at the same time. It's just like an impossible thing!
But what Lin Hanxing likes most is the impossibility of challenge.
"Good word!" Lei Yu can't help talking.
As the most famous and the youngest antique collector in Jiangcheng, he has identified many paintings and calligraphy, which can be affirmed by Lei Yu. He has proved from the side who won the competition today.
Hearing that even Lei Yu gave a positive answer, Yanbei Xiaolei's mother Yuanbao ran to join the fun.
And thunder owl quietly appeared beside Lin Hanxing.
"Eh, the word written by Xiao Hanxing..."
Yan Beixiao picks eyebrows
At this time, Lin Hanxing seems to have a magic power, which makes all restless hearts return to calm again. The white cheek has the green silk to scatter, the thin fragmentary, for this originally exquisite good-looking to the acme of the small face has added several completely irresistible infatuation, and the corner of the eye that tear mole, more people can't help but tremble. Yuan Shaojing's eyes were staring at Lin Hanxing, but they didn't look at her. It seems that through such a face, even the calmness tempered by the ups and downs of the commercial sea for decades suddenly broke away like a violent wind, making yuan Shaojing no longer able to control his turbulent memory. He thought he had forgotten! He thought he could forget it! He seems to have forgotten her appearance for many years. But in the middle of the night, guilt, emptiness, sadness, suffering severely tormented themselves! But at this time, Lin Hanxing has already stopped writing! Put the two used brushes on the pen holder. I don't know when my fingers are stained with thick ink. She slowly raised her head, blinked her long thick eyelashes, and looked at yuan Shaojing silently. There was no expression on his face. Naturally, I can see all the struggles in his eyes. Lin Hanxing saw clearly, and it was because of this that her sarcasm was more sharp. Yuan Su Su's brain is blank. She was the first to write, but she hasn't finished it yet. And Looking down at his words, his eyes were at a loss. When both of them put down their pen, yuan Shaojing can't wait to get up and walk to Lin Hanxing. As for Lei Kangnian, his eyes are deep and close behind him. He has never seen such a gaffe from his best friend. Cheng Lingyun's eyes are staring at Lin Hanxing for a moment, but her breath is very depressing! She's so much like her! It's not the image on the face. Cheng Lingyun can even be sure that she has absolutely no blood relationship with that woman! But that kind of indifference and indifference, it is too much like! Like to, make Cheng Lingyun feel extremely fear! Just as yuan Shaojing was approaching, Lin Hanxing stepped back to widen the distance between them. The servant put Lin Hanxing's works together with Yuan Susu's, and stood up to see! Yuan Su Su's writing style is very yuan Shaojing's, after all, she was influenced by him since childhood, but the more her writing style is, the more impetuous her writing style is. Obviously, the heart of the writer has begun to float, so that the whole work has been completely broken. When Lei Kangnian saw this, he felt a little sorry. Su Su, a child, really lacks discipline. In my mind, when my eyes scan Lin Hanxing's works, Lei Kangnian's pupils suddenly tighten. High and low is too clear! As for yuan Shaojing, he focused on Lin Hanxing's two works from the beginning to the end. The same is left and right hand at the same time, can be powerful and sophisticated, left hand painting and right hand words form a sharp contrast! It's hard to imagine that the left hand painting is gentle and sad, and the right hand calligraphy is majestic and powerful. It's actually from the same person at the same time. It's just like an impossible thing! But what Lin Hanxing likes most is the impossibility of challenge. "Good word!" Lei Yu can't help talking. As the most famous and the youngest antique collector in Jiangcheng, he has identified many paintings and calligraphy, which can be affirmed by Lei Yu. He has proved from the side who won the competition today. Hearing that even Lei Yu gave a positive answer, Yanbei Xiaolei's mother Yuanbao ran to join the fun. And thunder owl quietly appeared beside Lin Hanxing. "Eh, the word written by Xiao Hanxing..." Yan Beixiao picks eyebrows
