Department of Painting Shenhao

Chapter 35
"Ahhhh-"

Deafening screams came from the girls' dormitory in 404, which scared the young lady who was drying clothes in 403 next door. She shuddered, slipped her hand, and said "Yeah", lying by the window, watching the leopard-print lace underwear fall. Go to the head of the passing teaching director Mediterranean Sea.

The young lady hurriedly took a few steps back, but fortunately she was not noticed, fortunately.

"403 Wang Yaxin come down for me!"

"What about it?"

……

404 Dormitory.

"Sister is so fierce, the moment A went directly up just now, she was so handsome! I killed Lin Xian by surprise, and everyone else was stunned!"

"Lin Xian was stunned, all of us were stunned!"

"Although it's just scratching the surface, you dare to be in front of so many people, Gu Qingxia, you are my idol!"

San Xiaozhi couldn't hold back his excitement, and went crazy over Gu Qingxia's crazy actions in the small auditorium.

"My brother, I can kiss my brother as much as I want." Gu Qingxia flicked her hair to reveal her domineering side.

In fact, I was really flustered, my sister was impulsive just now...

In the presence of so many people, rumors spread. The whole school knew that Gu Qingxia kissed a boy on his own initiative in the auditorium.

A went up to 'kiss' the No.1 boy in the small auditorium of pure knowledge of the Holy Spirit.

Fortunately, Xing Qina reacted quickly enough. Seeing the students in the audience taking out their mobile phones, Lu saw the injustice and yelled: "You two little bitches, what are you looking at? Do you have such a strong sense of substitution? Come on!"

Xing Qina threw the percussion stick, Jiang Wanyu threw the ukulele, and Namiko rushed, and the three little ones rushed in front of Lu Qingxia and Lin Xian like a gust of wind.

"Why is Gu Qingxia so hungry and thirsty? Don't you want the image of a lady?"

"Lin Xian, you are too tall, lower down, I will take a picture of you!"

"Hatano, what are you staring at, and still pursing your lips, why don't you go up and kiss Gu Qingxia for a while?"

The three little ones are like three bodyguards building a human wall to block the 'fans' in the audience from taking pictures.

Otherwise, as soon as the photos are available, Gu Qingxia will be on fire.

In case she becomes the queen of love songs in the future, the reporter finds these photos and asks her, "I heard that Gu Tianhou kissed a boy forcibly when you were in college?" '

But just now, the love song was in place, the atmosphere was in place, the roses were in place, and the heart-pounding challenges all failed. Not so much anymore.

"Gu Qingxia, tell me what it was like to have your first kiss?"

The big eyes of the three little white Bulling Bullings reveal ignorance.

"First kiss..."

Gu Qingxia pursed her red lips, reminiscing about her first kiss, and smiled secretly.

Jiang Wanyu: "Laugh like a hammer, tell me!"

Gu Qingxia's feeling was rapid heartbeat, electric shock, involuntary closing of eyes, involuntary leg weakness, uncontrollable tender body falling into his arms, feeling unable to control herself, the secretion of dopamine was like little ants crawling.

However, Gu Qingxia couldn't say it.

"Oh, I don't know how to describe it. You guys will have boyfriends in the future, and you will know what it's like to have a first kiss by yourself. Get out of the way and I'm going to take a shower."

Gu Qingxia hummed a song, and walked towards the bathroom with cheerful steps.

"A kiss and a shower?"

"After washing up, go serve Lin Xian."

"Go to your sister."

Gu Qingxia grabbed the bad omen and threw it at Jiang Wanyu.

in the bathroom.

Gu Qingxia put the clothes in the bucket, scooped up a spoonful of warm water and poured it down his neck.

Gu Qingxia was still intoxicated.

Didi Didi WeChat rang.

Lin Xian posted a video of a white cat doing a backflip in the yard.

Gu Qingxia understood that Lin Xian was using this cat to lure herself to spend the night in the villa.

Gu Qingxia pressed the voice button, and sweetly replied: [Brother, think about things, go to bed early, I will wake you up tomorrow morning. 】

The Bund, in the courtyard of Minguo Villa, No. 66 Fufu Road.

"Meow--"

The white cat called out to Lin Xian, as if to say: 'I can only help you here. '

Although Lin Xian is the Chosen One who loaded the Shenhao system, he is just an ordinary boy who likes to live an ordinary and surprising life. The moment his first kiss was taken away by Sister Qingxia just now, he pursed his lips, Hmm... Miss Qingxia is strawberry flavored.

"OK! Let's go to the exam!"

Lin Xian came to the studio.

"Here we come." Uncle Qin held the palette in one hand and the paintbrush in the other, took two steps back, tilted his head to look at the painting, went up to fill in two strokes, and said, "Mr. Lin, what do you think?"

"it is good."

Lin Xian walked up, holding his chin, admiring Uncle Qin's painting with the theme of "about youth".

On the canvas: [A thin young man in ripped blue cloth sits on a high slope of loess and looks into the distance. 】

"Uncle Qin, is this you?"

"Well, my family was poor in the 70s, and the biggest dream of my youth was to get out of the high slopes of the loess and rise to the top. You are much happier now than we were at that time. Our youth at that time was to fill our stomachs. Mr. Lin gave pointers."

"The painting is very good, but I am worried that the creases of the trousers are not reflected. It should be written like this, with a more layered sense..."

Lin Xian picked up a paintbrush and dipped it in paint to paint on the canvas, explaining how to reflect the sense of hierarchy.

"Oh..." Uncle Qin nodded frequently, "I've learned it. Mr. Lin's skills are very sophisticated. Have you ever held an art exhibition?"

Lin Xian shrugged: "My biggest dream is to hold an art exhibition, but unfortunately I'm not strong enough."

"You are still young and you have opportunities. I believe that you will have the strength to hold a painting exhibition in a short time. Well, uh... I don't know if the test proposition of this painting is inspiring."

"some."

Uncle Qin took off the apron and handed it to Lin Xian, saying, "Youth is the most vivid image in your mind when you mention it."

"Understood." Lin Xian put on an apron, sat in front of the canvas, closed his eyes, thought of the most vivid picture of his youth, and opened his eyes for a moment, "I remember I took a photo related to my youth. "

Lin Xian took out his mobile phone and found the photo from the album.

"Just this one."

[Under the blue sky and white clouds, under the fairy-tale windmill, among the tens of thousands of acres of purple lavender, a beautiful girl in pure white Hanfu, with a sweet smile, is holding lavender in one hand and waving to the camera with the other. 】

It was when Lin Xian and Gu Qingxia met for the first time, Lin Xian'an couldn't help but took out his mobile phone and secretly took a picture of Gu Qingxia who looked like a fairy.

"The Miss Gu who came today?"

"She, Gu Qingxia, should be the most profound picture in my youth, um! I just drew this picture with a brush."

Lin Xian decided that the first grade test was when he met Gu Qingxia when he was young.

If Gu Qingxia saw this oil painting by accident, he would not be seduced to death, but would have died completely in Lin Xian's hands.

"Pigment... white is available."

Lin Xian puts the white paint aside alone, once the white is stained with other colors, it will be useless, which can drive art students crazy.

"Purple?"

Lin Xian was not satisfied with adjusting a few purples, which was too different from the lavender in the photo.

"Is Mr. Lin's examination work important to you?"

"It's very important, and there is no room for loss."

"Then don't use these paints, come with me."

Uncle Qin turned around and opened the mysterious door next to the studio, turned on the light, and Lin Xian was taken aback by the scene that caught his eye.

"Please."

Lin Xian walked in. The room was not big, and there were various gems and ores in it, including turquoise, red coral, lapis lazuli and so on.

"These are the raw materials for Mr. Zou's paintings. Mr. Zou has very high requirements for painting. If the color does not meet his requirements, he will choose to buy natural ore and grind it into powder for painting."

Lin Xian knows the operation of painting with natural pigments.

Mr. Zou bought a villa in the Republic of China on the Bund. It is quite normal for a rich artist of this level to paint with natural pigments.

Under normal circumstances, the pigments bought in the market are not very pure, the higher the price, the purer the color, so there is a distinction between domestic and imported, and it is fine for daily painting practice. If it is an important painting, many rich painters pursue For the purity of the color, you will choose to use natural ore and gemstones to grind into powder for painting. This kind of operation is very normal in the painting circle.

Those who play photography buy lenses, but they can sell them if they have no money.

The pursuit of pure color for painting is to buy natural stone powder for painting. If you have no money, you will not be famous, and you will not buy it for painting dogs.

So those who play painting are really money-losing stuff.

This is what Lin Xian said - the paint is really expensive!
(End of this chapter)