From the beginning of happiness to full face anticipation to the end of frustration and disappointment, emotions are clearly written in the expression of the master.
Huo Shizhen distinguished himself, and in the moment of her loss and turning around, the ghost made God speak poorly.
Hiddenly, he had a breakthrough cage in his mind - he didn't want her to be sad.
“Why not? ”
He didn't wait for an answer and asked again soon.
Even, with his sober mind and strong analytical skills, he quickly drowned his cold dark eyes.
“Do you want... to write? ”
Writer?
The word, finally, let Master Gu draw a touch of mind from the warm palm of his back.
Blushing little faces suddenly restored some normality.
“To where? ”
Writers, who are all painters, study.
It's just that the national painting is slightly different. It's not looking at the painting while looking at it, striving to see it 100% in front of you, but looking at the scenery, going home and closing the door, re-creating the remaining beauty in your mind, drawing the scenery in your heart.
The corner of Shin Huo's mouth apparently twitched.
He glanced around at the restaurant and his face was a little dark.
“Go to the study. ”
A mentor who thinks he can go to at least a scenic spot: “??? ”
And five minutes later, she held the coffee cup and saw it as soon as she walked into the study - taking off her shirt, her face was blue, her expression was unnatural, Big Huo, the lines behind her were hard muscles...
Master Gu: “!!! ”
She just wants a cup of coffee, but the boss... takes it off.
“Just give you ten minutes. ”
Don't overdo it, Shin Huo.
Master Gu: “…”
This is so fucking happy, honest or something!
No wonder Master has always said that it is sacred and happy to have a brush.
She couldn't cut her body before, now she understands!
No language, no good vocabulary in the world can be used to describe the beauty of something accurately.
Even in large and sophisticated Chinese, many words can only leave a beautiful context, but not a precise moment.
But the ink... is fine.
Master Gu grinned.
What coffee, what paper towels, were instantly thrown in the back of my head!
The boss may be due to frequent morning runs, workouts, strong muscles, but not too much, smooth lines,
She can scream as she pulls out her body.
Even... want to touch it.
Master Gu is still thinking that his fingers have been put up uncontrollably.
Shin Huo's body shocked.
The cold cold touch made his brain feel like a piece of ice thrown into boiling water, and the smoke immediately lost its ability to think!
Master Gu seemed to feel good and pressed.
“Turns out this bone is here...”
Shin Huo: “…”
He closed his eyes deeply.
Bite your teeth.
“You… have nine minutes. ”
“All right! ”
Master Gu was happy to grin.
That evening, Master Gu was insomniac.
God knows if it's the instant coffee pan, the machine grinding the coffee pan, or the writing... it's on!
Master Gu is a little drifty.
Close your eyes and lay on the bed, as if the boss had unfurled half the nightgown and revealed half the back.
Big Brother... I really know him!
The most exciting visual effect, of course, is not a full giveaway, nor is it nothing given, or is it implicit, seemingly nil, giving you half, and hiding half.
The aesthetic of the so-called 'Uzbullah Half-Closed Face’ is so invincible, people can't calm down at night, it won't be forgotten for long!
“Hey.”
Master Gu helplessly turned over another body.
Then just sit up.
She didn't take a writing class before, she used to follow her master to several art colleges, mixed a lot of western body model classes.
As a painter, a model is a prop, a ‘dead thing', a beautiful carrier.
Those who have taken such classes know that looking at men and women feels nothing and their hearts are like water.
The only idea is how to express the muscle motion curve of the model in front of you with a line, what to do with the bone, how to fight the light shadow.
Who remembers the model itself?
No, nobody!
Everyone is a professional, to do their homework, to climb the art tree of painting!
But Master Gu... rolled over a hundred laps in bed and found her heart today completely upset.
She just bit her teeth, stopped sleeping, climbed up and practiced lines, practiced character painting!
1: 00 A.M.
Master Gu removed the soaking bucket and opened a live broadcast without hesitation.
Someone needs company. Somebody wake her up!
“Hello comrades, touching me again. ”
“Today I'm going to paint a... man's... back...”
When Master Gu finished, he shot himself with a broken device and some hot face.
She picked up the brush quickly, but she kept her mind quiet.
[Huh, the anchor is like me, Night Owl?
[Brush a bb before going to bed, I can't believe I've seen the anchor for a long time?
[Long time no see from the anchor, the voice is even more delicate ~]
[Anchor, your fans are here! I haven't slept yet!
[Midnight painting man... anchor you changed! Is spring here?
[Beautiful man, beautiful man! I'd like to see the anchor painting.
Many of the projectiles flew by.
At this point, there are actually a lot of people who haven't slept.
Master Gu was relieved. She was not the only one who was insomniac. She felt instantly better.
And in the middle of the night, she seems to want to see pretty girls, and she's not the only one who's crazy.
“Well, it's old-fashioned. ”
Master Gu doesn't care.
A few outlines quickly appeared in the blue smoke rain on the painting paper, hiding a man's back.
A brown robe swings with the wind, with dragon lines at the cuffs as if they were gold, a jade in the hand moves gently, the crown beams hair and an inky floating belt.
His back was straight, seemed to be moving forward, his footsteps were steady, and even a broad robe could not hide his strong and sharp momentum. Standing alone on the back made him feel like he was a noble man in the world.
[Shit, 666!
Midnight! I was going to sleep, anchor!
Do I have to bleed my nose in the middle of the night?
[Mama asked me why I was looking for paper towels at night...]
[Want to! Ow! Ow! Can the anchor give me this painting, draw? You want to give it to me? Look at me!
The reward flew up in the live room.
However, Master Gu did not stop writing, but continued to swim at the tip of the pen.
Shortly afterwards, she painted another wonderful woman next to a beautiful man.
The lady was dressed in a cherry red skeleton tobacco yarn with a swinging jade butterfly wings in the clouds and only a shadow, yet somehow she felt the scent of national colour.
The backs were shadowed in pairs, surrounded by colored butterflies.
The wind blows through, red and black, with wide sleeves stacked together with the wind… seemingly walking side by side.
Shit, shit, shit! Dog food painting?
[This... well, I can still replace myself! Thanks to the anchor only for the shadow, whoa, whoa, whoa!
[The anchor paints this in the middle of the night, shudder, continue, don't stop!
Everyone was very excited.
Master Gu also painted and painted, so he got excited.
Add a little tree shadow, then carefully outline the pattern on the clothes, then refine the colour...
Finally, it was 2: 30.
Until a sudden knock rang from the outside.
“You can sleep now. ”
Low voice, seems a little unhappy.
“What time do you have to wait? ”
Master Gu stayed.
Boss... not asleep?
Well, she looked at the lights in the room, and she had to shrink her neck, "Oh, I'm going to sleep. ”
[Ahhhh! Who's who, who's who, who's talking!
[This is the anchor who! The sound is too magnetic!! Shit, it's sexy!
[In the middle of the night, the sound of this tube is really refreshing! Is he your husband? Or your brother? I hope it's the latter, then I still have a chance, right!!
[Previously, at this time... It must be the anchor's husband, only if the husband sleeps half the time, will he find no one around him, get up and grab someone to sleep. I'm telling you, brother and sister must be two rooms, you won't be found sneaking up all night!
[The anchor's husband... does he have such a nice voice? My big lemon is a duck again!
[Ask the anchor to paint a husband and look! I feel like I'm gonna break the sky. Shit, I'm gonna have a big sip of lemon in the middle of the night!
But Master Gu couldn't dare to make a single redundant beep. He turned it off live.
After she turned it off, she looked at the live room again.
The curtains lifted her mouth again.
Nice voice, handsome sky, really.
Ho ho.
Thinking about it like that, taking possession of the boss is really creepy!
Master Gu put his phone on the table satisfactorily and climbed into the duvet.
The mind fell asleep comfortably and immediately.
And Shin Huo, standing at the door, stopped for a while, until the light inside was completely dark and he couldn't hear any more movement, and lifted his feet away.
Time is getting closer to the wedding day.
Both surgeries are right in front of you.
And she finally got a new gift to her satisfaction.
According to the photographs that her friends had sneaked out to one of Huo Wencheng's people over the past few days, she expressed envy that someone had been screened for a full city diamond ring and bought out of the wedding dress. Finally, Huo Wencheng also made a big move to please her.
Hiding from her, he secretly photographed a crown once worn by the Queen of Spain.
More than 300 fine diamonds adorned with eight droplet-shaped pearls set in the middle, in a beautiful and brilliant shape.
This crown definitely cost Huo Wencheng a lot of money.
Just a smile for Beauty.
When he got his hands on it, he wept.
Then, I couldn't wait to send it to my girlfriends.
Typing, crying.
“Brother Cheng, you've been really nice to me. ”
Ho Wencheng was relieved, too, and he was really afraid that he was going to use his money.
“Idiot. ”
He touched a double forehead.
“You're my baby. ”
After no double surgery, recovery period of at least six months.
It is also not suitable for weddings during this period.
Though he ran out of money this time, he was almost able to give her a big wedding one year later.
“Rest assured, others do, and you certainly do. ”
She smiled sweetly and couldn't wait to bow her head and hear the compliments.
[Gu Nongshuang: Brother Cheng gave it to me, I'm so touched ~]
A beautiful picture of her with a crown on her head and red eyes.
She also admired the big picture in the next picture.
Just go out and look at the chat group records.
At first glance, the tears in my eyes dropped!
[Zhou Mei: Oh, @ Double, ask him, do you know which guy bought the crown that was the highest price in history last week and that Elizabeth wore?
[2333: @ Wuxi, your Huo Wencheng is really interesting! But that mysterious guy is a super cow, and that Elizabeth crown has over 1,000 diamonds, three times the size of your top! And you got pearls on top of you, and it's got 12 giant diamonds on top of it! The diamond weighs exactly five times as much as your top. Looks like...]
[Li Memory Ru: @ Wuxiang, huh, that legendary crown of more than 80 million, geez, plus taxes and handling fees, is it over 100 million? You're under 20 million, aren't you?
Gu Nongshuang: “! ”
She almost broke the crown in her hand!
The author has something to say: I'm late again. It's horrible not to have a copy!