poppies in the attic

16.

"Go take a shower, and then go downstairs to eat. You sweat a lot." Xiang Jin put away the brush.

Wu Pengzhi jumped off the chair and ran to the bathroom.

Looking at Wu Pengzhi's heartless, carefree, and cheerful figure, Xiang Jin took a sip of ice water.She felt parched, and a wave of heat surged in her chest.She needs a break to cool down and cool off.

Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, Xiang Jin looked at the bathroom door thoughtfully.Wu Pengzhi's figure had disappeared inside the door, and Wu Pengzhi's whistle came out unexpectedly.When she was particularly happy, she would whistle, and she could still play a little tune.The echo in the bathroom is relatively loud, and the whistling sounds very crisp.

It wasn't until there was a faint sound of running water that Xiang Jin walked over, knocked on the bathroom door, and asked loudly, "Can I come in?"

"Please come in." Wu Pengzhi replied as if he had a guest at his home.For a person who has been sleeping all afternoon and whose whole body has been studied and observed thoroughly, letting Xiang Jin in now is not a problem at all, and the shower room is blocked by glass.

Xiang Jin opened the door and walked in, staring intently at the glass wall of the shower room.Wu Pengzhi's figure is printed on the glass, and the refraction effect of water droplets and water flow makes the whole body have a different sense of hazy, dynamic and mysterious in the twisted ripples.

Wu Pengzhi waited for a long time, not knowing that Xiang Jin hadn't come in either, so he pushed open the glass door of the shower room and stuck his head out to see what happened.Then she saw Xiang Jin staring at her, with joy shining in her eyes.

"I figured out how to draw." Xiang Jin said. "You go on with your shower and don't close the glass door."

Wu Pengzhi let out an oh, and continued to take a shower.I kept imagining in my mind how Xiang Jin would draw?Draw a bath?This idea is very good.Wu Pengzhi thought of the rain scenes painted by Xiang Jin, it seemed that she liked to paint the scenes in the mist.

Wu Peng later thought that it would be a pity if Xiang Jin painted himself as a shadow on the glass.

Wu Pengzhi is conflicted in her heart. She doesn't want to be just a shadow, but she also doesn't want to be portrayed realistically.It's also kind of horrible to imagine your real face being hung on a stranger's wall.

In the end, Wu Pengzhi decided to really dedicate himself to Xiang Jin, hand over his body to her with confidence, and see how she expresses it with artistic techniques.Thinking about it this way is not only relieved, but also exciting.

Leaving the problem to Xiang Jin, Wu Pengzhi relaxed and began to take a bath.People who are used to taking a bath in the bathroom by themselves do not pay attention to their bathing posture, but pay more attention to clean and comfortable washing.

In the end, Xiang Jin had to walk into the shower as an artist and personally instruct Wu Pengzhi on how to behave in the shower.

The drenched head of water soon drenched Xiang Jin.

Looking at the graceful lines outlined by the clothes close to the body, it was Wu Pengzhi's turn to be restless.

Because Wu Pengzhi had seen the real body under the clothes, she undressed Xiang Jin effortlessly in her mind.

The sound of footsteps and voices interrupted Wu Pengzhi's trance.She looked up, and a man led several people in, seeming to be explaining.Sales experience tells Wu Pengzhi that this man is more likely to be selling those works.After a few people walked around, Wu Pengzhi guessed that this man might be the main organizer of this exhibition when he saw the man's polite expression of suppressed disappointment.

"Hello, please tell me, if I want to buy the paintings here, who can I contact?" Wu Pengzhi approached the man and asked, pointing at the exhibition hall randomly.

Sure enough, the man's eyes lit up, and he said enthusiastically, "Which painting did you fancy? Just ask me."

"I want to buy this one." Wu Pengzhi pointed to Xiang Guozhi's "Ladder and Pansy".Of course she won't really buy it.

The man showed a slightly disappointed look again, "Oh, this painting is not for sale. The artist just sent it for exhibition. Look at other paintings you like."

"How can I contact this artist?" Wu Pengzhi was in no mood to deal with others.

"Sorry, we don't have the contact information of Mr. Xiang." The man also slowly lost his patience.

"Mr. Xiang?" Wu Pengzhi was stunned, her disappointment almost made her unable to think.

The man didn't grasp the point of Wu Pengzhi's question, and continued out of politeness, "The painting was sent to Mr.'s agent, and it will be taken away after the exhibition is over. Look at the other paintings, they are all the works of Teacher Fang's students. Not bad." The sales character was fully displayed.

"How can I contact Mr. Xiang's manager?" Wu Pengzhi couldn't care less about being polite.

"Oh, we don't have his contact information either. Our organizing committee doesn't even know this Mr. Xiang. It is said that he is a friend of Mr. Fang during his lifetime."

"When will Mr. Xiang's agent come to take this painting?"

"The art exhibition ends next weekend, so I'll pick it up when it's over." The man finally knew that Wu Pengzhi was determined not to buy other people's paintings.After people lose hope, their desire for utilitarianism will also decline.It's okay to say a few more words, "Why don't you leave a contact information, and I'll let you know when he comes to pick up the painting."

Wu Pengzhi took out a business card from his bag and handed it to him.Sometimes, the name of "General Manager" is very useful, and everyone will instinctively think that such a person can be kept in touch as a potential customer.