The rest of my life will only draw you

Chapter 16
"But I still find it very strange, brother, you said that you want to find this muse to paint, so have you talked about the model now?"

After Zhang Xing finished speaking, He Hen froze again.

"...I haven't had time to say it yet."

"???"

This, too late to say?

Isn’t it just a matter of one sentence, so——

Zhang Xing suddenly thought of teasing He Hen, "Brother, haven't you said it yet? Why?"

He Hen originally planned to speak directly after adding friends, but unexpectedly, the girl spoke first.

Then what happened...and what happened He Hen couldn't remember.

Anyway, so he chatted with the girl.

Realizing that the development of the matter seemed to be a little bit wrong, He Hen was a little weak, and said: "Speak directly, I am afraid that the girl will not agree, and I haven't found a suitable time."

"..."

"No, brother, let me ask you a few questions."

"Huh?" He Hen raised his eyes and glanced at Zhang Xing.

"You are He Hen, right, an internationally renowned young painter, am I right?"

"...the praise is too much."

"Well, that's not such a compliment. Brother, you are a regular painter. Our school has issued you a diploma, and the tutors in the department also recognize you, right?"

He Hen nodded.

"Brother, do you pay for models to paint?"

"Aren't you going to give it?" He Hen glanced at Zhang Xing, and there was indeed Chi Guoguo's contempt in his eyes.

Zhang Xing was not afraid of this wave of contempt, and asked directly: "If senior brother pays you, will you only give a little?"

"……Won't."

He Chen already had an idea in mind.

If you invite her... at least five figures.

Zhang Xing blinked, "So, brother, you are neither the kind of wild painter who wants to take advantage of others, nor a cheapskate who doesn't give money, and you are even famous, and you are also good-looking."

"Senior brother, I dare say that as long as you open your mouth, 90.00% of the girls in our school will not be able to reject you."

"If you're so anxious to find Muse back to the top, just ask."

Why do so many steps.

He Hen listened, but didn't speak.

A heart that was devoted to painting suddenly became a little chaotic.

He Chen couldn't figure out what he was thinking all of a sudden.

Distraught, he didn't finish his breakfast, He Hen frowned and left the second canteen.

Looking at the back of his senior brother, Zhang Xing was suddenly a little confused...

He originally just wanted to tease his senior brother, but he didn't expect...after teasing casually, his senior brother would become like this.

emm?

suddenly……

He suddenly felt as if he had done something wrong.
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Walk aimlessly.

The sunshine in early summer was a bit of a lie, He Hen stared at the shade of the trees under the sun, his mind was a little messy, like a mess.

He has no experience in love, but he is not stupid, and he still has emotional intelligence.

Although what Zhang Xing said just now seemed to be a lot of ridicule, it really hit him.

……

Why not just say it?
Why do you keep procrastinating on something that can be explained clearly in one sentence...

Is it—

But thinking about it this way, He Chen felt that it was impossible.

She was only a sophomore or junior, maybe just 20 years old, just in her prime, and still a little girl.How could he like such a little girl.

Again.

The man leaned against the book, his perfect profile line showing a faint shadow.

It is normal for a painter to like his models.

It's just... to separate liking from liking.

Therefore, I hope that the little girl's coming to be a model will be progressed and she will speak up as soon as possible.

But be softer when you say it.

after all--

In the eyes of the little girl, he should be regarded as a friendly senior now.

We must maintain a friendly relationship, and we must not let the little girl think that he is approaching strangely with a purpose.

After all, there is more to painting than just once.

He needs to establish a relatively long-term cooperative relationship with Chen.

One reason after another popped up, and He Hen quickly convinced himself.

Blame Zhang Xing, talk nonsense, like and love, are words that can be said casually?

This time the gallery first canceled his name.

Just when He Hen was expressionless and felt Zhang Xing's villain in his heart, a sweet and soft shout suddenly came from behind his ears.

……

This voice is extremely familiar.

(End of this chapter)