"That's right, I ca n' t sell what I draw right now. Brother, would you read it if I didn't draw well?"
"It's fine. You ca n' t paint well. Brother won't look. Brother hired someone to buy your painting, but it's agreed. You can hire anyone. Don't hire me, your Picasso's abstraction."
"Aiya, bro." Ming Zhu didn't know whether to laugh or cry from being teased by Gu Xijue. Her coquettish voice could be called "Brother ". She stomped her foot and twisted her body. She pouted and made a face at Gu Xijue." You really hate it."
"Alright, alright, I can't stand the two of you. I think it's getting late. If Mingzhu isn't going to night school, do n' t be late."
"Oh!" Our teacher called the roll tonight. Big brother, big sister An Ran, I won't tell you. I have to go." Mingzhu hurriedly packed
