On August 24, the road show of "Yun Yun" officially started, and Lin Anlan and Cheng Yu participated in the road show together.

Fan Ruiwen joked when he saw them: "Your two CPs are quite popular now. It is estimated that when this movie is released, there will be more CP fans."

Lin Anlan smiled, "That's not bad."

"Of course not bad." Fan Ruiwen sighed, "I also want to have so many fans, even CP fans."

She sighed. Her resources have always been good, but she doesn't have enough fans. Whoever is a star doesn't want to be popular, and Fan Ruiwen also wants to be popular, so she, like Lin Anlan and the others, hopes that this movie can achieve a good result.

"Please let me have more fans." Fan Ruiwen prayed.

Seeing her like this, Lin Anlan comforted her, "Yes, you have such a good image in the play, you will definitely do it."

"Hopefully."

After a road show, it will be August 29.

At the end of the road show that day, Lin Anlan and Cheng Yu flew home.

When the door was opened, Lin Anlan suddenly sighed, "I came to your door at about this time last year today."

Cheng Yu naturally remembered, he not only remembered this, but also remembered his surprise and excitement at that time, "At that time, I couldn't believe my eyes."

He opened the door and said, "I was stunned, I don't know if what you said is true or not, I don't know why you said that, but you asked me if I was your boyfriend, I couldn't resist, so I obeyed my own instincts. The heart said yes, for me, I want to be your boyfriend for a long time, so long in my heart, you are my boyfriend."

Lin Anlan turned to look at him, "So today, is it the first anniversary of our love?"

"Of course." Cheng Yu turned his head and smiled.

All their turning points started when Lin Anlan knocked on his door. That day was the most memorable day for him and the starting point of their love, so of course it was the first anniversary of their love.

"How do you want to celebrate?" Cheng Yu asked him.

Lin Anlan thought about it and said to him, "Let's paint a picture together."

"draw?"

Lin Anlan nodded, "Draw a picture of us together, I will draw you, and you will draw me. Although my drawing is definitely not very beautiful now, I should slowly draw it to look good."

Cheng Yu had no objection, "but you have to eat first, let me cook you a meal first."

"Aren't you tired?" Lin Anlan glanced at him with a smile, "Let's order takeout, or let's go out to eat."

Cheng Yu shook his head, "This is the day you came to my house, how can you go out to eat, and how can you eat takeout? I'll make it for you. I had people buy food before, and I planned to cook for you today."

They went out this time, and all they ate were takeaways and hotels. Lin Anlan was a little tired and said that day that he wanted to eat the noodles he made, so Cheng Yu had the noodles and vegetables prepared before he came back.

Seeing what he said, Lin Anlan naturally agreed.

He followed Cheng Yu to the kitchen, "I'll help you."

"Aren't you going to rest first?" Cheng Yu asked him.

"You don't rest, why do I rest? I'll give you a break."

Cheng Yu smiled and rubbed his hair without rejecting his tenderness.

Lin Anlan washed the tomatoes, beat the eggs, Cheng Yu turned on the fire, scrambled the tomatoes and eggs, and then boiled the water, ready to cook the noodles.

He stood in front of the gas stove, wearing a black shirt that he hadn't had time to change, put the noodles into the pot without haste, and stirred it gently with chopsticks.

The heat from the pot engulfed his appearance, making him a little more handsome, but it also made him a little more firework.

Lin Anlan stood in front of the counter and watched him concentrate on cooking noodles, thinking, this is his new family.

Like his parents, the family who have to cook him a meal he wants to eat after a tiring day.

His heart was heavy, filled with steadfastness and peace.

He said, "Xiaohua, I'm going to change first."

Cheng Yu nodded, "Go."

Lin Anlan walked out and looked back at him after walking out of the kitchen. He had his back turned to him, his shoulders were wide and his back was straight. He left his back to himself, wanting to carry the happiness of the rest of his life.

Lin Anlan laughed slowly, turned back to the bedroom, changed into her pajamas and walked out.

Cheng Yu was still busy in the kitchen, and Lin Anlan walked behind him and hugged him.

Cheng Yu raised his hand and held his hand with one hand, looked back at him, and smiled at him.

Lin Anlan also laughed.

Two people ate a bowl of tomato and egg oil splashed noodles. The noodles are simple but delicious. Lin Anlan remembered what he told Cheng Yu at the road show the day before yesterday that he was tired of taking out food and wanted to eat the tomato and egg noodles he made. , but in the blink of an eye, it has already been eaten.

At that time, what Cheng Yu said was, "I'll make it for you when I go back."

Now that they came back, Cheng Yu didn't change his clothes, so he hurriedly prepared them for him.

Lin Anlan felt sweet in her heart, packed the dishes, and said to Cheng Yu, "Go and change your clothes, and prepare something for painting along the way, and I'll wash the dishes."

Cheng Yu had always been reluctant to let him do housework, washed the dishes with him, and then changed his clothes and went to the study to find painting tools.

After graduation, he painted a lot of times, so here only the tools for sketching are left, and the pigments for oil paintings are nowhere to be found.

"Let's try sketching first." Cheng Yu said, "I'll buy new paints tomorrow."

"Okay." Lin Anlan readily agreed.

He thinks sketching is also good. Anyway, they will have paintings one after another in the future, so there are more types of paintings, which is also good.

He sat in front of Cheng Yu in his pajamas and asked Cheng Yu to paint him. Cheng Yu painted him very carefully, and it took him two hours to finish the painting.

Lin Anlan took the paintbrush, watched Cheng Yu sit in front of him, and began to paint his face.

It's just that many times, the imagination is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Although Lin Anlan already knew that his skills would definitely not be able to draw Cheng Yu's handsomeness, he never imagined that he would draw nothing like it.

It was obvious that he also drew each stroke against Cheng Yu, and he drew carefully and carefully. He wished that Cheng Yu's paintings were like the gods. How could they not be like gods, but rather funny.

Lin Anlan was silent. He had been outstanding for half his life, but he was beaten back to ordinary people in painting, which made him unable to accept this fact for a while.

Cheng Yu saw that his brows were getting deeper and deeper, and asked curiously, "Is the painting ready?"

"No." Lin Anlan hurriedly wiped off the parts that he felt were not good, and repainted it, but he couldn't get the effect he wanted, so he could only keep changing the painting.

Cheng Yu sat for three hours in a row and really wanted to go to the bathroom, so he asked Lin Anlan that he wanted to go to the bathroom.

Lin Anlan said without hesitation, "Go."

Cheng Yu stood up and walked out. When he was about to close the door, he looked curiously in the direction of the easel, and saw that Lin Anlan was tilting his head and facing away from him, while the painting in front of him was strictly guarded by him. of.

Cheng Yu was instantly more curious.

But until he came back from the toilet and sat for more than an hour, Lin Anlan didn't finish the painting.

"Either come here first." Cheng Yu thoughtfully said, "It's too late, it's time to go to bed."

Lin Anlan raised her head reluctantly, "Are you going back to the room?"

"Do you still want to paint for a while?" Cheng Yu asked him.

Lin Anlan:…

Lin Anlan felt that this was not a matter of time, it was something that he had to sign up for.

"My paintings are very bad." He said honestly, embarrassed and inexplicably wronged.

Cheng Yu stood up and walked over to him, "It's fine, I'm just average."

Lin Anlan immediately lay down on the easel, blocking the side of her painting, "You're clearly painting very well."

"You must be good at drawing."

Lin Anlan shook her head, "It's ugly."

"That's because I'm not as good-looking as you are."

Lin Anlan: ! !

"You're talking nonsense." Lin Anlan retorted, "You're obviously beautiful and prettier than me!"

"You are the most handsome in my heart," he coaxed, "so let me see."

Lin Anlan was reluctant, he held the easel and didn't let go, "It really doesn't look good, let's forget this one, wait until I sign up for a class to learn it, and then we'll paint it after learning."

"It's okay, I'll like it."

"It doesn't deserve you."

"What you draw is worthy of it."

Lin Anlan wanted to cry but had no tears, so she could only reluctantly left the easel and showed him the completely different portrait she drew.

He looked at the two-person picture in front of him, how good Cheng Yu's painting was, what he described in his painting was sitting on a chair with a smile, and looking at the person who painted it with emotion, just looking at it makes people like it.

But what I drew by myself, dry figures, stiff faces, and completely different facial features, couldn't be seen as his little flowers, even if he specially painted tulips on the nightgown.

Lin Anlan felt that she was about to close herself.

Cheng Yu didn't expect that he would paint like this. The last time he saw Lin Anlan's oil painting, although it was young, it was full of aura. In addition, it was all still life, and the overall effect seemed to be decent.

But this time, in the portrait painting, Lin Anlan's painting level was exposed, and it still stayed at the level of their after-school homework in junior high school.

Cheng Yu smiled unconsciously, and Lin Anlan froze instantly, "You still laugh! You laugh at me!"

"I don't." Cheng Yu said quickly, "I think it's pretty cute too."

"Cute? It's almost ridiculous, right?" Lin Anlan said dejectedly.

"It's cute." Cheng Yu smiled, "I'm cute like this."

"Also," he pointed to the tulips on his nightgown in the words, "the tulips are well drawn."

He picked up the pen, helped Lin Anlan make a few strokes, and revised his expression and hand movements, and he became Lin Anlan in the painting looking at the person doing the painting with a smile, and Cheng Yu in the painting secretly pretending not to care. Touching him, little finger carefully next to his little finger.

Lin Anlan instantly felt that the characters she just drew seemed less rigid.

"Isn't this cute? It suits me." Cheng Yu said with a smile.

He rubbed Lin Anlan's hair, hugged his arms again, held his hand, bent down, and put his head on his shoulder, "It's good, I also have An An to paint for me. portraits, but also with such serious care."

Lin Anlan turned to look at him, "But it doesn't look good."

"But this is the first character An An painted." Cheng Yu kissed him on the mouth, "When I was the most youthful, I was the least skilled."