Bow down willingly as a child

After taking a shower, Shang Xuyan drove down the mountain and passed a small town. Bai Kangzhe immediately knocked on the window to stop.

Shang Xuyan has black lines, but fortunately he is not in Yicheng, otherwise he might be reported by the vehicle next to him for abducting and trafficking minors.

The town is very small, with only two streets, one horizontal and one vertical.

This is a small scenic spot within the scope of Yicheng. It is the Dragon Boat Festival at this time, and there is no river in the town to row dragon boats. Therefore, there are not many tourists during this period. There are only some local townspeople and less than ten tourists in the deserted area.

The car was parked in an empty parking lot outside the town. The two of them got out of the car and walked into the town. When they stepped on the gravel road full of retro atmosphere, Bai Kangzhe's eyes kept lingering on the shops on the left and right.

"Xu Yan, here, here!"

Bai Kangzhe found a very interesting small shop, all the masks painted by hand were hung on the door of the shop, while the inside of the shop was full of pure white plaster masks.

This store mainly provides venues and materials for depicting masks as its business scope. Only the proprietress is placing new masks in the store, and there are no other customers.

Bai Kangzhe pulled Shang Xuyan to choose a corner to sit down. The plaster masks were all the same, and he randomly picked two flawless ones and asked the proprietress to mix the paints and start painting.

"Why isn't there that color..."

Bai Kangzhe thought for a while, resting his cheeks, and then tapped the mask suddenly.

"Have it!"

After that, he picked out a large lump of lemon yellow and put it on the palette, then hooked some tan with the tip of his nose and added it to stir.

I put the adjusted color on the back of my hand, and added some tan when I found it was wrong, until I got it right, and then filled the entire mask evenly.

Shang Xuyan thought that he was going to draw the facial makeup in the drama, so he ignored him, and lowered his head to paint the mask with white to fill the air hole caused by the rough plaster production.

During the serious drawing, the man next to him kept twitching his shoulders and let out faint laughter, which sounded like he couldn't hold back his smile.

Shang Xuyan looked over, and saw that the mask in Bai Kangzhe's hand was light brown in color, with a pair of thick eyebrows that were drawn down, looking like the guards pasted on the gates of the village during festivals, with a very evil spirit.

The eyes under the eyebrows are hollow, cut into a square by Bai Kangzhe with a knife, and there are only two thin red lines around the mouth.

He just held such a four-faced image until his stomach hurts from laughing.

"Bai, what are you drawing?"

Shang Xuyan called him Bai, and only this word is the most special title.

Bai Kangzhe put the mask on his face, coughed twice to suppress his smile.

"The one who drew it is you!"

Pointing to his eyebrows, he said: "This is the way you always frown, the brows are all drawn down, but I've done it a little harder... Then these are your eyes, which are square and square like your always cold eyes, And this is the mouth, I feel that your mouth is so thin, there is no more! Hahaha!"

Shang Xuyan was ashamed again, looked at the four images in his hand and asked him: "Do you think it looks like me? The skin is so dark?"

Bai Kangzhe took off the mask, looked at the mask, and scratched the back of his head apologetically.

"Hey, you are fairer, I am a little bit more serious when I adjust the color."

"stupid."

After finishing speaking, Shang Xuyan lowered his head and continued to draw his mask carefully.

Bai Kangzhe leaned over curiously, looked at the pure white mask in his hand, and asked, "What did you draw?"

Without the color of the skin, the eyebrows are as small and beautiful as willow leaves, the hollows of the eyes are covered with slender eyelashes, and the pink lips are vividly depicted.

Shang Xuyan put down his paintbrush and put on the mask, looking at Bai Kangzhe's eyes protruding from the square hole.

"you."