i want to be your boyfriend for a long time

Tang Bai felt that his whole body was about to smoke.

The man's fingers were long and slender, and the fingertips glowed with a faint luster in the sun.

He quickly gathered his five fingers, turned his head to look at Tang Bai.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, Tang Bai opened his mouth, wanting to speak.

At this time, the phone rang.

Gu Nanwang sat upright with some reluctance, and picked up the phone.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Tang Bai quickly slipped to the door: "You answer the phone first, I'll get the mop."

·

The call was from Wei Zhuo.

The previously agreed cameraman came and took some personal photos of him that needed to be printed in the art museum brochure, and asked Gu Nanwang to take pictures in the exhibition room.

Wei Zhuo came with the cameraman.

He hadn't seen Gu Nan looking so formal for a long time, and couldn't help but said: "Sure enough, I still like you like this, when will you let me see the old you again?"

Gu Nanwang raised his eyes and looked at him, his brows were slightly lowered, his expression a bit stern.

The cameraman quickly made a pause gesture: "I like this look, don't move, let me take a few more shots."

There were not many photos to be used in the materials, so Gu Nanwang uploaded another photo. After ten minutes, the photographer had finished taking the photos, and he used a computer to export the photos for them to choose.

Wei Zhuo looked at the photo: "By the way, I have read all the profiles of the few people you recruited this time."

Gu Nanwang tapped the keyboard with his long fingers: "You recruited it newly, and I didn't interfere."

Wei Zhuo laughed "hehe" twice: "Then are you satisfied?"

Gu Nanwang glanced sideways at him: "Should I be satisfied?"

Wei Zhuo was a little guilty by his sharp eyes: "Don't tell others, the point is Tang Bai. I thought he was very suitable after I saw the information. Don't we need good-looking and professional people in places like ours?" Is it? Although he has no work experience in this field, who has experience from the beginning?"

"The point is—" he lowered his voice, "isn't this what you, the new curator, want?"

Gu Nanwang: "Well, it really suits my heart."

Wei Zhuo was just joking, he didn't want to take Gu Nanwang, but he admitted it so frankly.

He was quite shocked and said, "Are you really interested in people?"

Gu Nan glanced at him: "This has nothing to do with you."

"It doesn't matter, if you scare people away, where can I find such an excellent employee?"

"I want to be so scary," Gu Nanwang frowned, "Why do you all like to circle around me?"

Wei Zhuo: "..."

Hey, hey, you are too confident!

Think everyone is someone like us who knows everything about you!

The cameraman at the side came over to ask how the selection was going, and the conversation between the two was interrupted.

After selecting the photos, Wei Zhuo wanted to send them to the cameraman, so he had to hold Gu Nanwang and make a long story short: "Brother, even if you are interested in people, keep some of them. You may not stay here for long, but I hope they will last for a long time. Stay. In our industry, it is not easy to train a veteran."

Gu Nanwang shook off him: "I have my own measure."

He turned around, took two steps, then stepped back, looking at Wei Zhuo's face seriously: "Also, I'm still more used to you calling me by my name."

Wei Zhuo, who only wanted to please others: "..."

·

It's hard to end a day's work.

After returning home and taking a shower, Tang Bai sat in front of the computer while drying his hair.

He had already hung up the notice in advance that he would not broadcast live this week, so he had more free time at night.

Tang Bai was taken aback when his fingertips touched his wet ears.

A certain scene during the day quickly flashed before his eyes.

His eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly thought of something. He quickly threw away the towel, picked up a pen, and casually drew an outline on the draft paper on the table.

Before he uses a computer to draw a business draft, he will habitually use a pencil to roughly outline a rough draft on paper.

Probably because he has never been in a relationship, he has never been very good at illustration covers for books that are biased towards love.

There are also more paintings on weekdays. Press encounters to choose landscapes or still lifes, close-ups of people, and so on.

But the lingering temperature on the earlobe suddenly gave him an urge to draw this feeling.

The rough draft doesn't need too many details, Tang Bai drew very quickly, and it didn't take long for a vivid and vivid figure interaction diagram to appear on the drawing.

After putting down the pen, Tang Bai couldn't help touching his earlobe again,

The male god said that his ears are soft, but in fact, the male god's fingers... are also quite soft.

Still warm.

The sound of news from the live broadcast software.

Tang Bai opened it and saw that it was the partner who had just finished working with him recently.

Because of the smooth cooperation before, the partner wanted to be an intermediary, and sent him a business card of an editor from a publishing house who was interested in cooperating with him.

When Tang Bai saw the business card pushed across, his heart skipped a few beats.

——That is, a publishing company that mainly publishes children's picture books that he has always liked.

Just as Tang Bai finished replying to the partner, Zhan Yichen's voice sounded outside, asking Tang Bai if he was live broadcasting and if he could come in.

"Come in."

Zhan Yichen went back to his hometown with his girlfriend a few days ago, and he just came here at this point.

He didn't even take off his coat, he directly pushed open the door, and cut straight to the point: "Li Heng told you...?"

Tang Bai was still staring at the business card, thinking whether to add him as a friend now: "Yes."

Zhan Yichen clicked his tongue: "Then you directly refused?"

Tang Bai stopped his thoughts, turned around, and nodded to him.

Zhan Yichen walked in: "Don't really think about it, he's actually... not bad, and he really likes you."

Tang Bai looked into his eyes: "He's pretty good, so I don't want to waste his time."

Zhan Yichen asked helplessly, "Then can you still be friends now?"

Tang Bai asked back: "Can he treat me as a friend?"

Zhan Yichen: "..."

He suddenly felt that his roommate was not emotionally slow, but too sharp and sober.

·

The work in the art gallery went smoothly than Tang Bai imagined, and he adapted to the current job with little difficulty.

Although Gu Nanwang asked him to clean the office, he didn't ask him to go every day.

Generally, it is necessary to go in and clean it every other day.

In order not to affect the male god's work, Tang Bai usually arrives at the art gallery earlier, and cleans up the inside before the person arrives.

After a week like this, it was another morning that he needed to go earlier to help Gu Nanwang clean up.

Tang Bai had just entered the office when he unexpectedly discovered that Ke Lin had arrived earlier than him.

He was wearing a mask, his complexion was not very good, and he kept coughing muffledly.

Given that the other party has always had a bad attitude towards him, Tang Bai didn't really want to talk to him.

But at that time, Ke Lin's cold seemed to be quite serious. During the ten minutes after Tang Bai sat down, the other party coughed five or six times.

Still kind of heart-piercing.

I don't know what this guy did over the weekend, it was quite normal last Friday.

Tang Bai couldn't help looking up at the other party several times, and finally when he looked over for the last time, Shi Ke Lin also raised his head at the same time: "Hey, how about we change?"

Tang Bai:"???"

Shi Ke Lin said: "I'm going to be a model for the sketch class in the museum today, but I'm sure I won't be able to go now, you help me, and then I help you clean the curator."

Tang Bai:"……"

Who said that incompetent people would do things to please their bosses?

Tang Bai is not averse to being a model for others. He himself is an art student. If there was a temporary shortage of models when he was in school, everyone would take turns to do it.

At that time, Ke Lin coughed violently several times again. It must be impossible for him to be a model.

"The curator's office—" Tang Bai wanted to remind Ke Lin to pay attention.

At that time, Ke Lin said impatiently: "Isn't it just for hygiene, it's not like I haven't done it before!"

Tang Bai:"……"

Fine.

·

The air conditioner in the studio is fully turned on.

This class is an advanced class in the painting class run by the art museum, and most of the students who come to paint are college students preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination.

There were not many people, but boys and girls of this age couldn't help coaxing more when they saw the handsome little guy.

When Gu Nan looked over, what he saw was such a scene.

In the sunlight, the young man's clothes were half opened, revealing his entire neck and a large white chest below his collarbone.

The doors and windows in the studio were not closed tightly, and through the glass, the happy voices of young men and women could be heard inside.

People who are usually shy at every turn are quite generous at the moment, and they are not stingy at all to "dedicate" themselves.

Gu Nanwang was already annoyed when his favorite purple sand cup was dropped by someone who couldn't handle hygiene at all, but seeing this situation made him even more unhappy.

He knocked on the window glass a few times, then opened the window, and said in a cold voice, "Why, you can't draw well when you're wearing clothes? Bullying others is easy to talk about?"

He was full of momentum, as soon as he opened his mouth, there was no sound in the studio.

Gu Nanwang pointed to the plaster figure in the corner: "Isn't it just painting the human body? It's also painting on the plaster."

After speaking, seeing Tang Bai still sitting there in a daze, the displeasure in his voice became more intense: "What are you doing sitting there? Go move the plaster and come out."

"Oh, okay." Only then did Tang Bai come to his senses.

He quickly moved the plaster figure to where he was sitting, and then ran out with small steps.

The man was standing at the door waiting for him with an extremely impatient expression on his face.

Tang Bai stepped forward and saw the other party looking down several times before realizing that he came out too hastily, and several buttons on the collar of his clothes were not buttoned.

He blushed, and immediately closed his eyes with lowered eyes.

"Are you sorry now?"

"I—" Tang Bai was now facing Gu Nanwang, not as nervous as before.

But still some can't catch up with the other party's words, Gu Nanwang's mouth is too powerful at certain times.

"Just now they wanted you to take it off, and you followed suit?"

"..."

Tang Bai didn't understand why the man looked so unhappy, but as a professional, he felt that he had to defend himself: "But, it's normal for someone to be a model."

"normal?"

"Well," Tang Bai blinked his eyelashes, "We painted human bodies back then, and it was normal for those models to be naked."

Gu Nanwang: "..."

He took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "Then he is a professional in doing this, are you a professional? What are you doing if you have nothing to show them?"

Tang Bai's eyes lit up.

He suddenly understood why the male god was so angry.

Although not sure, the other party seemed to be complaining about his "encounter" just now, although he didn't think those students were too much.

But the male god is caring about him!

Why is the male god... so good!

Thinking of this, Tang Bai's already pink cheeks turned red from the air conditioner.

He raised his eyes and said in a low voice but seriously: "I will never promise to do this again."

"En." Gu Nanwang was satisfied now.

He turned his head to look at Tang Bai, who was blushing, and his heart skipped a beat: "But you can't talk too hard."

Gu Nanwang's eyes lingered on the part of his neck for a while: "For example, in the future, I will draw a picture and come to ask you to be a model for me. Will you agree?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Tang Bai didn't realize that there was a hook in Gu Nanwang's words.

Hearing that the male god needed it, he immediately agreed.

"What about the stripped one?"

"Ah?" Tang Bai was stunned for a moment, and when he realized it, his face turned red all of a sudden, "You, stop joking."

"I'm not kidding, you said it yourself, it's normal to paint the human body naked." Gu Nanwang said seriously.

Tang Bai:"……"

After three or four seconds of silence, Tang Bai didn't answer. Gu Nanwang originally planned to be funny, and didn't expect to get an answer from the other party.

He turned around and was about to go back to the office, when he opened his legs, he heard the clear voice of the young man behind him.

"Sure."

Gu Nanwang's mouth slowly overflowed with a smile.

He strode forward, and within a few steps, he heard Tang Bai trotting to catch up with him, his voice carrying the characteristic rush after running.

"Then when do you want it?"

The author has something to say: Curator Gu, who is not a human being in daily life, did not expect Xiaobai to have a straight ball one day~