The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

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Ye Linlang’s voice was soft and beautiful, and her singing of Li Shutong’s “Farewell”had a lingering charm. The children were intoxicated by her singing, but unexpectedly, they heard Jiang Qiran’s shout.nYe Linlang stood up in surprise. When she turned her head, she saw a handsome face with sharp edges. However, her thin lips were tightly pursed, and she seemed to be in a bad mood.n“What’s Wrong?”nYe Linlang frowned and looked at Jiang Qiran in confusion.nIn fact, Jiang Qiran rarely lost his temper for no reason.nMost of the people sitting next to him were children. When Jiang Qiran was in class, he had felt that although this big brother was very handsome, he was not easy to get close to.nNow, seeing Jiang Qiran’s cold and indifferent look, the children were a little scared.nThis brother’s aura was so terrifying that it made people tremble in fear.n..nJiang Qiran looked at ye Linlang’s delicate and pretty face, then looked at the children who were frightened by him. He also realized that his tone was a little harsh just now.nHis expression immediately eased up a little, and he suddenly changed the topic.n“The lyrics of that song just now were too sad. It made people sigh with emotion. Let’s do something else.”nYe Linlang was embarrassed when she heard that. Why did she feel that Jiang Qiran was sometimes more unreasonable than a child? was “Farewell”very sad?nThere was no banquet that would not end.nMoreover, it was impossible for all the songs to be jubilant, right? !nYe Linlang knew Jiang Qiran’s stubborn character, so she did not have any intention of disobeying him. She immediately went with the flow and tricked Jiang Qiran with a smile.n“Okay, okay. Since you said that you want to change things, why don’t you take the lead?”nYe Linlang thought that Jiang Qiran would definitely hesitate. After all, she knew that this youth hated being surrounded by a crowd.nPreviously, it was still okay to lecture from the podium. The main speaker was only Jiang Qiran and herself. Jiang Qiran could treat the children like air and lecture seriously.nBut it was different now. Everyone was chattering and making a racket.n..nYe Linlang was full of confidence. But unexpectedly, Jiang Qiran suddenly smiled and calmly accepted the task.n“Okay, then let me teach you how to draw.”nYe Linlang was stunned. Eh, is Jiang Qiran good at drawing? !nShe didn’t seem to know it before.nEven though there was an art class in Ling Yun High School, this art class only existed in name. The art teachers placed famous Chinese and foreign paintings on it for everyone.nAfter all, most of the students in Ling Yun High School weren’t art students, and Ling Yun High School didn’t require anyone to have any attainments in the art class.nFor example, there wouldn’t even be any art class or labor class after the second year of high school when the science and arts classes were separated.nJust as ye Linlang was shocked, she saw that Jiang Qiran had already borrowed a draft book the size of A4 paper from a child. He turned over a brand new page and began to draw with a pencil in the blank space.n..nJiang Qiran was surrounded by a large group of children. Ye Linlang could not squeeze in at the moment, so she simply stood more than a meter away and quietly stood to admire Jiang Qiran’s drawing.nIt was said that boys looked best when they were focused, and it was indeed true.nOn the empty field in winter, it was empty. Looking from afar, the sky of Plum Blossom Village looked like a piece of tile blue, so clear that it was like a perfectly cut sapphire. It was intoxicating.nSuch beauty was a sight that was hard to see in a big city.nAnd none of these could compare to Jiang Qiran’s side profile. His eyelashes were slightly drooping, and his usually cold outline seemed to have become much gentler.nYe Linlang looked at Jiang Qiran’s face, and for a moment, she was a little infatuated.n..nJust as ye Linlang was infatuated with Jiang Qiran’s side profile, she suddenly heard a burst of exclamations from the children.n“So Beautiful!”n“It feels very similar to a real person!”nEh? !nCould it be that Jiang Qiran was drawing a portrait?nYe Linlang was stunned and could not help but walk over. Because the children liked this amiable big sister, they took the initiative to give her a seat.nYe Linlang squeezed into the crowd and only then did she clearly see what Jiang Qiran was drawing.nIt was indeed a portrait of a person.nMoreover, it was abnormally vivid and lifelike. It was as if those fine black strands of hair had their own vitality against the pale golden afternoon sunlight.nHowever, the most important thing was that the young girl in the painting was Ye Linlang.n..nJiang Qiran had yet to finish painting when he saw that although the girl on the draft was only a few strokes, her brows and eyes were already lifelike.nIn the painting, Ye Linlang was looking back with a faint smile. Her eyes were like paint. Although her facial features weren’t stunning and even carried a bit of childishness, she had an unforgettable smile.nIt was a very, very clean smile, as if seeing the Smile of the girl in the painting would make one forget all the troubles in this world.nYe Linlang looked at the sketch of herself on the paper and was instantly stunned.nWas the person in the painting really her?nUh, why did it feel like her smile wasn’t that beautiful..n..nOr was it that in Jiang Qiran’s eyes, she was such a beautiful little fairy? !nAs this narcissistic thought flashed through her mind, Ye Linlang’s face suddenly turned red.nShe could not help but steal a glance at the youth who was painting, only to see that Jiang Qiran’s gaze was deep and focused on painting the shadow on the girl’s hair.nIt was clearly just the most crude pencil, but under Jiang Qiran’s hands, it seemed to radiate with incomparable magic, and the characters in the painting also flowed with their own emotions and vitality.nVery quickly, Jiang Qiran finished the portrait of the character.nThe young girl in the painting looked around with emotion. The interweaving of light and shadow was so clear that people couldn’t help but sigh at the exquisite brushwork of the painter.n“So Beautiful! She looks like sister Linlang!”n“Yeah, yeah, I want to learn too!”nThe surrounding children couldn’t help but clap after witnessing the process of Jiang Qiran’s painting.nYe Linlang couldn’t help but Poke Jiang Qiran’s arm when she heard the children’s praises.n“Hey, why didn’t I realize that you have such an all-rounder? You’re actually so good at drawing. Is there anything in this world that you don’t know how to do?”nJiang Qiran raised his eyebrows with a mischievous look on his face.n“Of course there is. For example, cooking, or... giving birth.”nSpeaking of the second thing that he didn’t know how to do, Jiang Qiran’s gaze lingered over ye Linlang’s stomach, making ye Linlang wish she could find a hole and hide in it!nWith so many children watching, Jiang Qiran was actually unrestrained in his speech!nYe Linlang rolled her eyes at Jiang Qiran hatefully.n“Be more serious!”nMeanwhile, the children at the side raised their pure and innocent faces and began to pester Jiang Qiran to teach him how to draw.nJiang Qiran was in a good mood and immediately agreed with a smile",