In the thirty-third heaven, the painting skills of the magic pen Menzhang Yunbai are superb.
When Mo Ran was a teenager, he believed in his beauty and asked him to paint his portrait.
At that time, she was arrogant and proud: "You have painted so many mountains and rivers, but you can't paint me?"
He paused with his pen and said, "I never draw people."
Later, she fell to the thirty-third heaven and thought she would die, but she woke up in a painting.
When she saw him again, he rescued her from being trapped in the drawing paper.
"Zhang Yunbai? Didn't you say you never draw people?"
It should be noted that only the artist who writes the painting can bring out the people in the painting.
"But you happened to get into my painting and into my eyes."
Those years of admiring Ai when we were young have finally become a fragment. This time we meet again, I must write it down.
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Five hundred years after Mo Ranqing painted, she found that the world had changed. Everyone scolded her, saying that she sacrificed the common people five hundred years ago, causing everyone to be born with disabilities.
Mo Ranqing:?
Who is throwing dirty water on her? It has been splashed for five hundred years!
Someone told a huge lie.
Don't let her catch you.
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It was a secret love when I was a teenager, and I only made my feelings clear after we reunited. The text begins with the reunion.
I am Liu Xian Xia. Last year, the heroine was a proud and bright little princess, and the hero was an immortal old monster.
Motto: Trial and error is better than missing.
