i green myself a hundred times

As an actor, Qin Feifei has played many roles.

Her favorite role she ever played was a master of clay sculpture art. In order to play this role well, Qin Feifei studied clay sculpture for half a year.

The teacher who taught her at that time once praised her for being very talented and wanted to accept her as a closed disciple. Although Qin Feifei continued to be an actor, she still studied clay sculpture whenever she had time.

In the past few days, the teacher mailed more than 80 kilograms of materials to Qin Feifei, saying that this is the latest clay sculpture material. The clay sculptures made with this clay not only look like real people, but also feel very similar to the touch.

It happens to be Luo Yihuan's birthday in a few days, Qin Feifei plans to use these materials to make a Luo Yihuan and give it to her as a gift.

For this gift, Qin Feifei has been busy for a few days, and now this clay sculpture looks almost exactly the same as Luo Yihuan from a distance, and it only needs to refine the details to complete it.

Qin Feifei washed her hands and walked towards the studio.

In order to achieve the ultimate in clay sculpture, Qin Feifei specially built a studio in the villa.

There are mirrors on the four walls of the studio, including the ceiling. This is done to see all the details of the clay sculptures from all angles and strive for excellence.

The entire floor is covered with soft and comfortable blankets, which do not feel hard when lying on them, but are very comfortable and soft. This is done so as not to hurt the lying clay sculptures.

Qin Feifei entered the room, closed the door first, and then looked at the clay sculpture. Because of Qin Feifei's good craftsmanship, the clay sculpture now looks exactly like a real person. This should be Qin Feifei's most proud work.

Every time she sees this clay sculpture, her blood surges and she is very satisfied.

In order to modify the last details, Luo Yihuan stepped forward and modified the twin peaks of the clay sculpture again. Qin Feifei's dexterous and slender hands stroked the upper circumference of the clay sculpture meticulously, and modified the roundness bit by bit to be exactly the same as Luo Yihuan's.

"Are you sure it's that big?"

Luo Yihuan's voice suddenly sounded in Qin Feifei's mind.

Qin Feifei was not surprised by this at all. There is a spirit-to-spirit communication between outstanding artists and their works.

A perfect work is not just an object, they convey their emotions to the author in their own way.

In the beginning, the author creates the work, but once it starts, the artwork guides the author to create!

Qin Feifei gently parted her thin lips, and her snow-like face disappeared at this moment, leaving only a pool of spring water.

Facing his artwork, the author always has a lot of tenderness, "Of course, how about I rub it hard again?"

The clay sculpture didn't respond, and Qin Feifei understood that this meant approval.

Only when the artwork agrees with the author's craftsmanship will she be willing to communicate with the author's spirit and spirit, and when she has no objection, everything should be carried out silently.

Qin Feifei carefully kneaded the softness of the clay sculpture. The softness is full of elasticity, dyed with his own body temperature, which is really beautiful.

The joy that the artistic creation of clay sculpture can bring to people is incomparable to all things.

Qin Feifei carefully shaped the beauty, trying to make this artistic creation perfect.

At this time, the softness on the left side of the clay sculpture aroused Qin Feifei's interest, but she occupied both hands, thinking that this new type of material is not only non-toxic and harmless, but also edible.

Qin Feifei lowered his head and took that little bit into his mouth, creating with his tongue.

This was Qin Feifei's first time doing this kind of thing, and she was inevitably a little flustered. First, she circled around nervously, and then with the tip of her tongue, she tried to perfect this point of the clay sculpture.

At this time, the artwork used Luo Yihuan's voice to speak again in Qin Feifei's mind, probably because it was the first time he was treated like this, and the voice was also unstable, "Don't do this, it feels so strange."

Qin Feifei kept his hands on and the tip of his tongue worked hard, and replied in his mind:

"You see, they're happy for me to do that."

The sound of the artwork became very strange. It was the first time for her to be created like this. She was very uncomfortable and didn't know how to explain her feelings to the author.

Qin Feifei used the tip of his tongue to shape the left side into a shape he was satisfied with. It was small and neat.

Then I turned to shape the other side. I don’t know what developed this new material, but it was very sweet in my mouth.Qin Feifei was almost overwhelmed by the taste, unwilling to let go.

But there are still many parts that need plasticity. Thinking of this, Qin Feifei let go of his soft right hand and moved it down.

He stroked the slender part of the clay sculpture, which was made thinner than Luo Yihuan himself because of insufficient materials.It feels very flexible and smooth, with smooth lines.

The voice in my head sounded again, showing a bit of instability and strangeness, "Are you sure it's not because you used too much material on the top, and it's not enough here?"

Hearing the tone of the artwork towards him, Qin Feifei was a little bit disappointed. When he first made the clay sculpture, the tone of the clay sculpture towards him was still trusting and shy. It feels like being replaced, the clay sculpture seems not so weak in front of me.

Thinking of the process of making clay sculptures at the beginning, Qin Feifei felt a little embarrassed, because Luo Yihuan was almost 16 years old, so Qin Feifei was very sensitive about what to do with this face.

Especially in this room with mirrors on five sides, every expression of myself, every expression of the clay sculpture, every detail of my body, every movement of myself seems to be infinitely magnified.

The advantage of this room is that although the sense of shyness is magnified, the passion, excitement, and even confusion and intoxication during artistic creation are also infinitely magnified.

Just like when Qin Feifei looks in the mirror, his face blushed because of creation, and when he sees the artwork matched with his soft figure, he feels that his excited hands are eager to move, bringing this creation to its peak.

The voice in my head sounded again, it was shy, "Feifei, don't keep looking at the mirror, I'm shy."

Sometimes, when the creation is on the rise, the artwork will call itself so softly and trustingly, and the voice seems to have infinite tenderness and indulgence.

Qin Feifei understands that this is a spirit-to-spirit communication that entrusts everything to himself and trusts himself.

"Look in the mirror too, you see how beautiful you are, I'm going to drown in you."

Sometimes Qin Feifei is so addicted to creation that she doesn't even eat, and stays for more than ten hours at a time without leaving this room. She is really addicted to this creation.

Saying this, Qin Feifei's hand slipped down again. The works made by a real artist are definitely not only bright on the surface, but also perfect on the inside.

This artwork was developed by Qin Feifei, so naturally she has never experienced such a scene, and of course she is just a piece of artwork.

Qin Feifei feels that the communication between soul and soul with her works may be just an artist's fantasy.

Now in the artist's mind, the voice of the artwork sounded again:

"Take it easy."

How could Qin Feifei not take it lightly, such a precious creation is not only her first experience of clay sculpture, it is also the first time for her to create like this, she is naturally very careful and pious.

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

The dexterity Qin Feifei used to create gently reached the place she longed to create.

The inside of the clay sculpture is just as the artist imagined, hot and humid, warm and inclusive.

The softness and moisture-heat elasticity squeeze the artist's dexterity for creation, seeming to swallow and squeeze out outsiders.

Although the artist is very careful, he can still hear the depressive whisper of the clay sculpture in his mind.

Qin Feifei came in, carefully and gently probing, and at the same time, he continued to create art with the tip of his tongue.

After a while, she seemed to hear the encouraging voice of the artwork, which sounded in her mind.

Qin Feifei is no longer just cautious, she is boldly creating art.

Some of the sweat on the body dripped into the blanket, and some dripped on the clay sculpture. It is obvious that the creation not only consumes the mind, but also the physical strength.

The material here is obviously different from other places. With Qin Feifei's movements, it becomes tighter and tighter, and Qin Feifei can hardly move.

Then there was a stream of warmth flowing out, and then it became soft.

Qin Feifei listened to the voice in his head, it was the voice of Luo Yihuan that Qin Feifei had imagined many times.

Qin Feifei didn't expect to hear it at this time, and it took people to the sky as imagined, making people's blood spurt.

As a creator who pursues perfection, Qin Feifei naturally can't just create art from one angle.

She lifted the clay sculpture up and sat up facing herself. Qin Feifei held the slender part of the clay sculpture with one hand and adjusted her posture.

In this posture, go deep into the part you want to shape again.

For artistic creation, Qin Feifei's hands are slippery now, but she doesn't care, she just moves tirelessly.

And the response of the artwork in his mind is like the sound of nature, which is the best encouragement for Qin Feifei.

"Look, you are really beautiful."

Thinking of this, Qin Feifei once again created the face of the artwork, first the ears, because both hands were busy, he could only use the tip of his tongue to outline the auricles little by little, and after licking the auricles to make them slippery, the earlobes were licked. Put it in your mouth and lick it a little bit.

The sound of artworks became more and more sweet in his mind, and Qin Feifei was encouraged to create for lips and tongues.

Put the almost perfect lips into the mouth, and then stick into his own tongue, entangled with the tongue of the artwork, and entangled repeatedly, here is the same as there, and a transparent liquid seeps out, the liquid that Qin Feifei will swallow in the future, along the lips The whole thing fell on Qin Feifei.

Qin Feifei's hands felt tight again, knowing that artistic creation was about to take another step towards perfection.

Her hands move faster, and her lips and tongue are more lingering.

In the next second, Qin Feifei felt that half of what the artwork wanted to say to him was swallowed by himself, and half was swallowed by the artwork.

The shaping of the front is almost perfect, Qin Feifei fiddled with the posture of the artwork again, wanting to shape the back.

The artwork changes postures with her movements, and it seems that her hands and feet are so weak that she has no strength to move.

"Can I take a break?"

"You don't have to move."

"That's tiring too."

Qin Feifei didn't respond to the artwork, her lips were printed on the back of the artwork, and her hands found the place to go again.

The author has something to say:

Happy 520 everyone, cuties

I hope everyone is affectionate and not let down

ps I don't increase the author's favorites

Why do I drop it?

heartache for a second