If the reminder fails, you will be teased

【Chapter 38】

In the end, Luo Wangshu didn't take all of the plate of shrimps for himself, and very conscientiously kept more than half of it for the two people opposite him who were crying and howling at him.

After dinner, it was past seven o'clock in the evening.

Qiao Wei raised his wrist and glanced at the surface, and returned to his room early to deal with things.

Luo Wangshu stayed in Li Shengnan's small courtyard. The three of them sat on bamboo mats and formed a small circle. In the middle was a simple board game that Dahei bought from a small shop. Litchi and dried fruit, while chatting about various plans after graduation.

"My dad wants to send me abroad." Li Shengnan moved his fingers back and forth on the top of Luo Wangshu's erected card, and finally hesitantly took out one, flipped over the card and twitched the corner of his mouth happily. "You said that I am a Chinese learner, why do I go abroad, and learn how to study ancient literature from foreigners?"

"Does your father want you to take the path of international Chinese education?" Luo Wang comfortably played the card on top of the card that Li Shengnan had just drawn and put down. "Talk it over with him."

"Fuck, are you so lucky today?" Li Shengnan swears suddenly, and then he sighs. "It's not that you don't know my dad's temper. He's the same. I can't tell him."

"It's great to go abroad, I still can't go out if I want to." Dahei twisted his butt twice, took the opportunity to peek at the remaining cards in Luo Wangshu's hand, and was slapped unceremoniously by Luo Wangshu push back. "My mother still expects me to look after my sister for her."

Dahei's father passed away in an accident a few years ago, and only his mother was left to work to support the family. There was also a younger sister who just entered the first grade of junior high school. In order to share the pressure for the family, Dahei enrolled in the university in this city. How dare he Go abroad to study for a master's degree or a Ph.D.

"How about Safeguard?" Li Shengnan threw down a card. "You seemed to be very interested in Western art for a while in high school. After the college entrance examination, I thought you would go directly to a university abroad."

"I haven't thought about it." Luo Wangshu shrugged. "In terms of art, domestic resources are no worse than foreign ones."

"Let's go, let's go together." Li Shengnan leaned over to tease him.

Luo Wangshu smiled and pushed him away: "Are you jealous tonight because I'm so lucky, you have to take every opportunity to take a peek." Then, he decisively wiped out Dahei: "You just said I don’t want to go abroad, so I accepted the reality after a while.”

"Let's go." Once Dahei was out, Li Shengnan couldn't hold on for a few more rounds. "The two buddies will conquer the continental United States with pancake fruit."

"Go play in the mud." Dahei snorted at him in disgust. "Shufujia is studying art, and if you want to go, you have to go to countries like France and Italy. Who will go to the United States with you to buy pancakes?"

Li Shengnan wanted to refute it almost immediately, but after thinking about it, he felt that this was indeed the truth. He opened his mouth, touched his nose and closed it angrily.

Luo Wangshu smiled, peeled a lychee and stuffed it into his mouth, thinking about his plans for two years later.

The Florence Academy of Fine Arts in Italy is known as "the world's highest art institution". As a product of the European Renaissance, it has always enjoyed a high reputation in the world's art circles.

Just like what Li Shengnan said, Luo Wangshu did intend to collect all kinds of information about this university when he was in high school, but during the two years of studying at CAFA, he was influenced by several domestic masters, and his idea of ​​going abroad for further study was wavered a little. .

Since they were going back tomorrow, the three of them played a few games before stopping at the right time to pack up the things they brought.

When Luo Wangshu returned to the small courtyard, he suddenly thought that Qiao Wei was also half-Italian, and that the other party's mastery of Chinese made him, a native of the country, feel ashamed.

It's just that Qiao Wei seems to spend more time in China, so I don't know how his Italian is.If the level is very high, maybe you can ask him some grammar questions in the future.

Luo Wangshu glanced at the light from the window of Qiao Wei's room, took a change of clothes and consciously went to the bathroom.After taking a shower and drying my hair, I sat cross-legged on the bed and turned on the computer, and started to process the last list left.

This is a cover painting for a male author. The novel has a relatively novel theme, and it mercilessly incorporates typical elements of each era in a modern context.

Luo Wangshu's drawing from the beginning is very smooth, and in order to match the style of the novel, the color tone is also more majestic and majestic.

Zoomed out to preview the finished product, and zoomed in on the details of each key part in turn. After confirming that it was correct, Luo Wangshu smiled with satisfaction, and sent it to the mailbox left by the other party in the private message.

The last time I drew this kind of perspective picture was for Jing Xing's martial arts novels, Luo Wangshu connected to the Internet, logged on to QQ, and wanted to find Jing Xing's avatar, so he sent a screenshot of this recent work that he was most satisfied with. past.

Just after the account login was successful, a fox flickered in the lower right corner, and at the same time, a message reminder box requesting file transfer popped out.

Luo Wangshu clicked to accept, the wireless of the farmhouse was not as stable as in the city, and it took a long time to read the progress bar.

The name list of the file is a word "Luo", which is obviously related to him.

Luo Wangshu squinted his eyes, clicked on the decompressed file rack, and the photo information filled with it was immediately displayed on the computer screen.

There are a lot of pictures stored in Luo Wangshu's computer, and the usual list preview shows only a small square in the folder.

He moved the mouse to the photo at the top, double-clicked to open it, and a young man who was being chased by a large group of white geese seemed to be about to smash the screen, and rushed directly from the photo.

Luo Wangshu was stuffing grapes into his mouth, this sight made him agitated, the peeled grapes rolled round and round into his throat before he could chew, choking him and coughing several times in a row.

Luo Wangshu wiped the corners of his mouth, and looked at the photo with a complicated expression, which had obviously been carefully post-processed. He really wanted to kill Qiao Wei.

He was running in a hurry at that time, and his facial features were almost blurred. He could vaguely see that he opened his mouth and shouted something. Coupled with the extremely dynamic body movements, it was simply a walking emoticon.

Luo Wangshu rolled his eyes upwards, and then clicked on the next one.

On the basis of the photo just now, the second photo was shrunk in size, and the color tone was the same as the original photo, but the material of the blood movie was added, and the special effects were well matched. The whole apocalypse came, and the enlarged fighting goose The young man with a fierce look in his eyes, who straightened his neck straight to the front, was so advanced that someone like Luo Wangshu, who has been in contact with image processing software all year round, couldn't fault him.

Luo Wangshu: "..."

He noticed that his already motion-blurred facial features had also been subtly processed. He should have used other photos as materials, and his face had become clearer, so clear that he could see the collapsed emotions between his brows.

He took a deep breath and clicked on the next one.

The young man stood on the goose's head in a sprinting pose, showing awe-inspiring righteousness from head to toe.

A sentence popped up in Luo Wangshu's mind: Overthrow the dark forces!

This person said that he had something to deal with, that is, to deal with these photos of Luo Wangshu?

Luo Wangshu felt that he should be angry, but he was really amused by these two photos and wanted to laugh a few times.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, suppressed his smile, and tried his best to look angry. He got up from the bed without hesitation, grabbed the pillow that was leaning against him before, took off his shoes and pushed open the door. He quickly rushed into Qiao Wei's room.

He really wanted to hit Qiao Wei for a long time.

When Luo Wangshu entered, Qiao Wei was sitting at the small table by the window.

There was his own laptop on the desk, and a folder spread out in his hand.

He turned his body slightly, his face was still facing the computer, his long legs were crossed together, one arm was casually resting on his leg, the other was supporting the table with his elbow, a black pen was held between his fair fingertips, He insisted on making the simple and simple square wooden stool feel like a leather sofa.

The back of the other party was tall and sexy, but in Luo Wangshu's view at this time, it was useless.

He walked forward without the slightest pause, and the second Qiao Wei turned his head when he heard the sound, he swung his arms round and threw the pillow directly into the opponent's face.

The pillow core is soft, and there is no pain when it hits the face, but it is strong enough, and the pillow has a tendency to fall down after sticking to the face for two seconds.

Qiao Wei caught the pillow that fell from his face, looked at the murderous little white rabbit in front of him, was silent for a second, and couldn't help but chuckle lightly.

On the computer video, the group of people whose facial features did not have oriental features at all made dumbfounded expressions almost at the same time, and looked at the two smiling and angry through the screen in astonishment.

The person who was standing in front of the projector and making a report was so frightened that his hands shook, and the folder fell directly to the ground.

She closed her mouth in a good manner, quietly picked up the folder, lowered her eyes in place, and stood upright.

Qiao Wei sat on the stool and turned around, raised his hand with his back to the computer and made a gesture. The group of people trembled as if they had been shocked by an electric shock, and quickly looked away and looked down at the project files in their hands.

Luo Wangshu focused all his attention on Qiao Wei's smiling face, completely ignoring the changes on the computer screen.

Qiao Wei took off the Bluetooth from his ears, switched the computer to the desktop sideways, pressed the shortcut key on the keyboard twice, pushed down the screen halfway, closed the documents full of Italian, and got up to make room for Luo Wangshu The place.

Unexpectedly, before he could stand up completely, Luo Wangshu took his hand and pressed the pillow to his face again, twisted it vigorously, and turned it around again.

"Quickly delete them all for me!" Having ravaged Qiao Wei's face twice in a row, Luo Wangshu felt much more at ease. "All of them! Don't leave a single piece!"

Qiao Wei was stronger than him, and he could obviously keep his body still, but in order to let the little white rabbit vent his anger, he followed Luo Wangshu's strength and swayed back twice, making it look like he was having trouble maintaining his balance.

Great acting, full of sincerity.

He realized that Luo Wangshu had seen the compression package he passed over, and he should have focused on the few pictures that occupied the corners.

"I couldn't find any photos with the same color tone, so I had to process those two more to make them close to the edges." Qiao Wei didn't stop her, letting Luo Wangshu mess around with her face.His eyes were blocked by the pillow, so he could only rub along Luo Wangshu's wrist to the back of his hand, pat twice reassuringly, and explained in a warm voice.

"Do you still have it in your mobile phone?" Luo Wangshu opened the pillow slightly to reveal Qiao Wei's eyes, frowned, and acted like he was in the act, staring at him fiercely, saying a single word Say the most important two words at once: "Delete, delete."

"Deleted." As soon as his words fell, Qiao Wei immediately nodded in agreement. "Not in the phone."

He had already imported all the photos into the computer at the beginning, and only saved the finished products after post-processing in the folder, and the original photos in the phone had been deleted.

Luo Wangshu's brows were slightly relaxed, and he stretched out a hand towards him, with the palm facing up.

He was originally a very beautiful and refreshing young man. His black-brown hair was washed and blow-dried a little fluffy, and the ends curled into small arcs, softly covering his forehead.The eyes are big and bright, the eyelashes are long and thick, and the thin layer of anger adds a bit of agility to the whole person.

Standing in front of such a person at close range, it is almost possible to condense everything around into a soft and soft texture.

Without hesitation, Qiao Wei took out her mobile phone and handed it over for inspection.

Luo Wangshu opened the photo album, it was empty, not only was there no goose photo, but there were no other photos.

He glanced at Qiao Wei, who was still holding a pillow and was pressed by him on the stool and couldn't get up, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind.

Luo Wangshu took two steps back, pointed the rear camera at him, and asked him suddenly: "Have you seen Director Jin's emoji?"

Qiao Wei searched his mind for information about "Director Jin" and shook his head.

Luo Wangshu leaned over to him, his sudden approach made Qiao Wei's heart stop, before he had any other thoughts, Luo Wangshu reached over his shoulder to hold the mouse, opened the browser, The fingers were whitened by the black keyboard, and a bunch of panda emoticons popped up in the search results.

Qiao Wei put the pillow on his lap and looked over.

Luo Wangshu clicked to open the big one, on which a panda with a human face was stretched out holding two yellow objects, and there were two lines of bold words below: Everyone is a shi in my mind.But you are different, you are two lumps.

Qiao Wei: "..."

"Come on." Luo Wangshu pointed the camera at him again, staring at Qiao Wei on the phone screen with great interest. "I believe you can." After speaking, he gave Qiao Wei a thumbs up.

Qiao Wei: "..."

"You have spoofed two of my photos," Luo Wangshu snorted. "It's not too much for me to take a picture as a material."

He lowered his eyelids, looked at the pillow on his lap, and then at Luo Wangshu's shining eyes, and found that he... couldn't refuse.

Qiao Wei exhaled a long breath from his nasal cavity resignedly, recalling that expression, brewed his feelings for a while, really holding his facial features with the belief of being reborn from the ashes, and at the same time dedicatedly stretched out a hand towards the camera .

Luo Wangshu burst out laughing suddenly, his hands were trembling a little: "No, no, don't move, my hands are shaking."

The group in Italy cautiously glanced at the big screen. Because the sound was muted and the camera was lowered, they could only see Qiao Wei's straight back and the long legs of the young man opposite him. They didn't know that they were always cold How decisive bosses are interacting with each other.

"Pass it to me." Luo Wangshu took a satisfactory photo, put the phone into Qiao Wei's hand, and shook his fingers vigorously. "As long as you pass this photo to me, our previous grievances will be wiped out."

Qiao Wei withdrew the most exaggerated expression in his life, looked at himself in the photo, desperately resisted the urge to destroy the phone on the spot, and looked up at Luo Wangshu, whose cheeks were faintly pink with a smile, a strong sense of satisfaction Get on my mind.

He smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Qiao Wei felt that he was hopeless.