Chapter 152: Not good at all

Gu Xingnan smiled, walked a few steps to his side, and said, "Let A Jin go; I'll go play with A Ci."

"Goodbye." Jiang Liangjin indifferently tossed out a sentence and turned to leave.

Gu Xingnan answered, taking the accustomed Yu Ci by the arm, and walked off in the opposite direction.

Art Museum

Jiang Liangjin arrived and pushed open the door.

Today the art museum is closed to the public, having been reserved in advance by Teacher Lin Tingsong to set up for tomorrow's art forum; the interior is empty and deserted, with only a few staff members busily working in low voices.

Upon entering, Jiang Liangjin immediately saw the person they were looking for, and the two people beside her.

Almost at the same moment, Mu Youyu sensed something, suddenly turned her head and caught sight of the figure at the doorway; her eyes lit up instantly, "A Jin! Here!"

They were all acquaintances or staff, so she didn't hold back her voice.

Before she could walk over, Jiang Liangjin came over.

Mu Xin and Jun Chenling followed Mu Youyu's gaze and happened to meet Jiang Liangjin's approaching figure.

The youth was tall and slender, dressed simply, with an aloof aura that kept strangers at bay, clashing with the art-filled space.

However, as he approached Mu Youyu and his gaze fell on her face, that aloof, distant indifference softened somewhat.

Mu Xin: "……"

Mu Xin subconsciously furrowed their brows, about to speak, when they saw Jiang Liangjin stop before them, the corner of their mouth lifting in an extremely faint smile.

That smile diluted Jiang Liangjin's aloofness, and their voice was obedient: "Good, Xin Xin older brother."

Their attitude was proper, the address affectionate, with not a single fault to be found.

But if possible, Mu Xin wanted to say: "No, hearing you call me that, it's not good at all!"

But my younger sister is right here, so I can't!

Mu Xin could only say "good."

Mu Xin forcibly suppressed their inner discomfort, forced out a somewhat warm expression, and stiffly replied: "Hello."

Jiang Liangjin then turned to the onlooking Jun Chenling, likewise responding: "Good, Ling older brother."

Jiang Liangjin still remembered this person, having seen them when they previously went to Y Guo; they were practically inseparable from Mu Xin, and even Youbao acknowledged them as an older brother.

Jun Chenling always felt a bit weird, but still replied: "Hello."

Mu Youyu looked around, saw Teacher Lin Tingsong not far away instructing the staff, then turned to Mu Xin and Jun Chenling and whispered: "Brother, Ling brother, I'm going with A Jin to look over there! You take your time, no need to wait for us."

Upon hearing that, Mu Xin's face softened a bit more, they nodded at their younger sister, and said softly: "Okay, be careful not to run too far; call me anytime if anything comes up."

Jun Chenling chuckled: "Go on, go on."

Having received permission, Mu Youyu immediately grabbed Jiang Liangjin, and the two walked side by side toward the depths of the exhibition area.

Jiang Liangjin slightly turned their body, matching her pace, and lowered their head to listen to what she was whispering.

Watching the two bodies close together, Jun Chenling's jade-green eyes flickered, and they turned to Mu Xin and whispered: "A Xin, the relationship between Youbao and Jiang Liangjin is actually better than the rumors."

Mu Xianyan said on Weibo that Jiang Liangjin is Mu Youyu's little follower.

It doesn't look like that; their relationship appears consistently close, with no one following the other.

Mu Xin glanced at Jiang Liangjin indifferently and said: "Don't say it."

Didn't want to hear.

Didn't want to see.

Feeling stifled.

Seeing this, Jun Chenling immediately sensed the cue, closed their mouth, raised both hands in a surrender gesture, and said: "Okay, okay, I know, I won't say it."

Yet in their heart they began to know who they were leaning toward—A Xin had no fondness for Jiang Liangjin.

Warm light spilled over the edges of the frames deep in the exhibition area; Mu Youyu pointed to a still-life painting and said: "A Jin, look, this is the teacher's early work!"

Since it was just newly hung today, no signature has been added underneath yet.

But she still figured it out.

Jiang Liangjin followed her gaze and also saw it; just as they were about to speak, gentle footsteps sounded from behind.

Teacher Lin Tingsong had already noticed the sudden extra person, approached slowly, and said: "Ah You, your eyesight keeps getting sharper; this painting is a practice piece from when I was thirty—I loved running to the countryside back then and wanted to paint something with a touch of everyday life."

Thinking of this, Lin Tingsong looked at the painting and felt ever prouder!

Lin Tingsong's beloved disciple is still amazing—able to recognize it even without a signature; this talent and perceptiveness are truly incredible!

"Did the teacher also agonize over color matching back then?" Mu Youyu turned, eyes full of curiosity.

They even went specially for sketching from life.

She naturally didn't understand why one would agonize over it.

She had been studying painting with Teacher Lin Tingsong since childhood, and since she also liked it, color, composition, light and shadow—anything related to art was utterly simple for her.

Any complex composition she could handle effortlessly, including color mixing; each time she could precisely adjust the color she wanted, down to the slightest difference.

Even as a beginner, thanks to this extraordinary talent, others privately called her a "prodigy monster."

Back then, still young and not understanding why, she felt these things were obviously simple, so she subconsciously looked to the ever-silent companion Jiang Liangjin, hoping he would help confirm it.

Jiang Liangjin had also been around since childhood, seeing Teacher Lin Tingsong, and naturally learned some things as well.

Their hand feel has always been good, skilled at color mixing.

Back then, young Jiang Liangjin could easily achieve precise color mixing, so young Mu Youyu proudly declared all the more confidently: "Look, not everyone thinks color mixing is hard!"

Thinking of this, Mu Youyu continued to look at Teacher Lin Tingsong, waiting for their answer.