Red Dust and Sand Sculpture

Li Xiangfu sang the story of friends walking together for a lifetime, but Li Xichun was in a state of desperation.

There is no airport in Cangyang, so it must be too late to rush there now.Li Xichun was in a quiet trance for a long time, and called Li Anqing: "Little brother was tricked by Qin Jin to go to Cangyang, where are you now?"

"Lin Hai."

Li Xichun's eyes lit up: "I remember it was only a day's train ride from Linhai to Cangyang."

"I'll go over and take a look." Li Anqing's tone was still emotionless, but when the call was about to end, he said again: "Don't be overly nervous, a person with a net worth of hundreds of billions would not give a half-brother My younger brother took revenge and put himself in."

Furthermore, whether there is hatred is another matter.

Listening to the only busy tone on the other end of the phone, Li Xichun rubbed his brows.

Li Xichun was suffering from a headache, and hadn't touched his phone all afternoon, let alone checked Moments, but there are many people who like to check Moments.

After Liu Yucai and Li Xiangfu finished the small report, they were playing with their mobile phones in a good mood. When they saw someone's circle of friends posted a few minutes ago, they were stunned, their hands slipped, and their foreheads were flushed red from the phone.

Regardless of the pain, he sat up with vigor.

"Which direction?"

So Li Xiangfu is with Qin Jin right now?

The conflict between the two parties is not ordinary, and it cannot be easily resolved with a smile.

Could it be that Qin Jin deliberately approached Li Xiangfu to create psychological pressure on the Li family?In other words, the two companies are driven by interests, so what kind of big cooperation are they planning to engage in?

Liu Yu's heart was surging for a moment, and he clicked twice and couldn't wait to take a screenshot and send it to his friends to eat this amazing melon.

·

In the afternoon, I never saw anything shocking enough.

Li Xiangfu gradually became a little tired, lying on the shop trying to pass the time with sleep.But it didn't take long to meet the Huiche, and the train stayed for 10 minutes without leaving.Without the buzzing sound lingering in my ears and the vibration during the journey, the drowsiness grew wings and flew away in an instant.

The contestants are almost all in the same compartment. Except for them, the other passengers are basically short-distance, so they are fresh.

The farther you get to the back, the quieter the cabin gets.

The train ended up being an hour late and didn't arrive until the afternoon of the third day.

Cangyang is worthy of being a major tourist province, and tourists can be seen dragging their suitcases to find accommodation everywhere on the road.

The hotel has been booked long before the departure, and the judges said that they can take a taxi to the surrounding attractions tonight and set off together tomorrow.As for where to go, the exam questions will be announced later.

"It's like the college entrance examination, and it's a bit too mysterious." A contestant couldn't help but say.

Mo Yijing was selected for the second time to participate in the gathering. He heard that: "In the past, ghostwriting happened. I asked someone to draw possible exam questions in advance, and then I drew tigers like cats."

Zhou Panbai didn't take it seriously: "Where is it possible to succeed by copying technical things, it's too unfounded to worry about."

Mo Yijing shook her head: "There are always exceptions. That contestant has good skills but lacks imagination, and the venue of the event was the Mother and Child Temple. The overall atmosphere created by the finished product he handed over is very ingenious. The trees are intertwined, and the silhouette looks like It's the phantom of a mother holding a child."

You Fang was the most curious, and hurriedly asked, "How did you find out?"

"Afterwards, the accounts were distributed unevenly, and the accomplices reported."

"..." That was really an unromantic ending.

Li Xiangfu's room is on the second floor, and most of the players are on this floor.

Just after putting down the luggage, someone knocked on the door.

"Yu Fang?" He was a little surprised to see the person coming.

You Fang was very enthusiastic: "Go to a restaurant together? I'll treat you."

The place not far from the hotel is called Xiongxing Street, which is a famous local snack street.

Li Xiangfu: "Just the two of us?"

"No, call other people together," You Fang said with a smile, "Forget about the judges, I feel uncomfortable with them."

Li Xiangfu didn't really want to go, but You Fang was an overly enthusiastic character, so he said to himself: "You clean up first, I'll call others."

Then he knocked on the opposite door again.

Zhou Panbai and Mo Yijing agreed very straightforwardly, and after inviting them one by one, when you went downstairs, You Fang saw Li Xiangfu who was still standing at the door, and greeted him, "Aren't you going?"

Li Xiangfu shook his head: "I'm probably a little motion sick, not very comfortable."

You Fang didn't force it: "What do you want to eat? Bring some back for you."

"It's okay, I'll sleep for a while, and just deal with it when I wake up hungry."

When the group went down to the hotel door, Zhou Panbai suddenly said, "He stayed here on purpose. Could it be that he has something to say to Qin Jin alone?"

The others were stunned for a moment, and You Fang was the first to react, smoothing things over and saying, "What can I say? I'm suffering from motion sickness."

Zhou Panbai didn't intend to set up any good characters, so he kicked the stones on the side of the road with his heart on purpose: "Anyway, I think they know each other."

On the train, he slept in the bed opposite Li Xiangfu, and what he said was quite credible, and many people felt a little worried about it.

It is too common in today's society to repair plank roads and hide old warehouses secretly.

Li Xiangfu didn't know that he had already played the role of unspoken rules in the minds of different people. He was ready to practice sketching in any size, set up the drawing board, and a few smooth lines were easily born under the pen.Just a little feeling, the knock on the door came again.

He had no intention of getting up at all, and patiently raised the pen to determine the position of the facial features.

However, the person who knocked on the door didn't seem to know what restraint was.

Li Xiangfu put down his pen, and saw a magnified wrinkled face through the cat's eyes. The distance was too close, and even the thick flesh on the cheeks could be seen clearly.

When he opened the door, his attitude was quite cold: "Is there something wrong?"

Judge Fang smiled all over his face: "In the resume you submitted, I found that although the painting skills are good, but there is something missing."

He put himself in the position of Bole, and pointedly said: "Under my guidance, I guarantee that you will soar into the sky in tomorrow's game."

Soaring into the sky overnight has already hinted very strongly.

"Thank you very much, but I want to rest early."

After Li Xiangfu mercilessly closed the door, Judge Fang almost got hit on the nose.

His face turned pale, he came back to his senses and poohed at the threshold: "Hold it, sooner or later you will regret it."

He secretly felt ruthless in his heart, and vowed that as long as he was around for a day, Li Xiangfu would never want to hang out in this circle.

After being inexplicably disturbed, Li Xiangfu's mood of painting was affected, and he turned his pen and began to browse the information of relevant judges on the Internet.This father is an old artist. I don't know if he has the honor of his father's generation or he is really talented. Since he entered the circle, it has been smooth sailing, and he was also named the most promising new artist of the year.

Li Xiangfu looked at his published works, and carefully compared his father's paintings, and almost didn't laugh out loud.

Although the style has been deliberately changed, some of the brushwork is hard to hide. These paintings are probably by the same person.

Looking back at the last work published by Judge Fang, it was three years ago, and then he went to various places to give lectures to make money, and three years ago happened to be the node of his father's death.

After making sure that he did not misunderstand the judgment of this person, Li Xiangfu gradually began to care about it.

It rained heavily that night.

It's a good thing to have a rain in summer, but it's another matter to go out.Fortunately, after breakfast, there is only drizzle left, which does not affect normal travel.

The judges were busier than the contestants, they contacted a bus and took them to their destination.On the road, the car gradually deviated from the crowded and noisy place and drove towards a muddy mountain road. The remote mountain stream inevitably made people feel a little uneasy.

You Fang couldn't help it first: "Where is this going?"

As they approached the place, the judges no longer shut up: "Tianxi Ancient Village."

There are many scenic spots in Cangyang, and I have done my homework before coming here. However, because Tianxi Ancient Village is too unpopular, no one really cares about it. Some of them have never even heard of this place.

Mo Yijing seemed to understand somewhat: "The folk houses there are very distinctive."

Zhou Panbai had already searched the Internet with his mobile phone, and pursed his lips: "It's okay."

Everyone was looking down at their phones, but no one noticed the subtle changes in Li Xiangfu's expression.

After going down a steep slope, the bus finally stopped while shaking dangerously.Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the car was frightening.

The name of Tianxi Ancient Village sounds very primitive, but it is actually more modern than imagined. Except for the architecture, other aspects are not much different from ordinary towns.There is a lot of rain and lightning here, and basically every house has a lightning rod on the roof.

The buildings in the village all adopt the structure of piercing bucket, and the top of the wall is carved with the pattern of Thor lifting the hammer. There are two-story small buildings and three-story small buildings.

The person in charge of receiving them was extremely enthusiastic, his mustache was trembling with a smile, and he took the initiative to find a few people to help with the luggage.

You Fang sighed: "This is the legendary folk customs, which can no longer be seen in big cities."

Li Xiangfu pondered for a while, walked up to the judges and asked, "How much is a day?"

"The total of food and lodging is three hundred per person per day." The judges turned around and said, "The cost will be reimbursed by the organizer."

You Fang, who still wanted to say a few words of praise behind him, froze his moved expression when he heard the words, and silently walked to the side to enjoy the scenery with arms folded.

They were arranged to live in different houses, and they all gathered at the village head's house after putting away their luggage.

The competition is divided into two parts, painting at a designated location and free creation.

The first thing to start is the free creation session. At this stage, there will be two-to-two PK, and the winner is eligible to enter the final. It can be said that as long as you enter the final, you can get a third prize for the last time.

"Drawing lots is a relatively fair way of being unfair." When everyone was assembled, Judge Fang brought a bamboo tube with a smile: "PK targets are selected by lottery, everyone should have no objections?"

It was just a symbolic question, and the bamboo tube had already been shaken by hand, and it was scattered and placed on the table.

You Fang: "Should we draw the lottery ourselves, or..."

Judge Fang: "Each judge draws a group of contestants."

Li Xiangfu noticed that when he spoke, the corners of Zhou Panbai's mouth curved slightly.

The judge surnamed Zhao was about to step forward, but judge Fang stopped him: "I'll go first."

Judge Zhao vaguely understood what he wanted to do, and stepped aside without stopping.

Judge Fang seemingly casually picked out two bamboo sticks and showed the red name at the bottom: "Zhou Panbai..."

Everyone breathed hard subconsciously, Judge Fang looked around and finally fixed on one place: "Li Xiangfu."

The first group of PK players was born.

The judges drew lots one after another, and soon the list officially appeared:

You Fang treats Mo Yijing.

Xia sentence to Yu Bin.

Chu Yang to Lin Yanshu.

Generally speaking, the gathering activity is more like a walk-and-go trip. The free creation session lasts until nine o’clock in the evening. During this period, the contestants need to hand in their mobile phones. For elderly phones that cannot access the Internet, making calls is not a problem.

Because the subject matter is not limited, after identifying competitors, everyone quickly started to go out to find inspiration.

Li Xiangfu didn't go too far, standing under a big tree, rubbing his fingers on the bark lightly, wondering what to think.

"Are you worried about the game?" A voice came from behind.

Li Xiangfu turned around, and Mo Yijing smiled at him.

"I have confidence in my own strength." Li Xiangfu said lightly.

Mo Yijing: "But your opponent is Zhou Panbai."

You can hear the meaning of the words with a little bit of attention.

"He has been leading everyone to mistakenly believe that you have an improper relationship with the sponsor, but in fact he and the judges are not clear."

With no relatives and no reason, she suddenly came to him to say these things, Li Xiangfu was really unexpected.

"I just can't understand his virtue." Mo Yijing added in her heart, I am very used to your appearance and temperament.

Li Xiangfu is not stupid and sweet, so he naturally feels that it is not a coincidence that he and Zhou Panbai are in a group.Zhou Panbai is weak, and among all the contestants, he is the only one who has no award-winning experience, so even if the judges give a low score, it is not easy to cause doubts.

"It's okay," Li Xiangfu said calmly, "He picked the wrong opponent."

Mo Yijing reminded: "Sometimes strength alone is not enough."

Li Xiangfu is also aware of this point. It is impossible for the other judges to not feel the tricks between Zhou Panbai and Judge Fang, but it has not touched the bottom line. They will not interfere too much unless it is the final selection.

His use value was not much left after reposting a few game microblogs.

When the two were talking, Zhou Panbai was in a secluded place with Judge Fang, avoiding the other party's salty hands with a smirk.

He didn't take advantage, and the judge Fang looked displeased. Zhou Panbai breathed in his ear ambiguously to express his comfort: "Tonight."

Shirts can sometimes be a sexy carrier. Zhou Panbai always likes to wear white shirts very wrinkled, with the three buttons on the top open to reveal the delicate collarbone.

In normal times, Judge Fang's stomach tightened a long time ago, wishing he could jump on him on the spot.However, looking at the creamy skin in front of him, he couldn't help but see the figure of Li Xiangfu in his mind.

Also wearing a shirt, the other party's buttons are always fastened meticulously, not much skin is exposed on the wrist, but any inadvertent movement is enough to attract infinite reverie.

But that's a no-brainer!

He swallowed, feeling unwilling.If he can spend a spring night with such a person, even if he offends only the other judges and damages his reputation, he will try his best to push the other party to the position of the grand prize.

Zhou Panbai didn't know that he was being compared invisibly, or even rejected, so he traced the judge Fang's spine all the way up with his fingers.

Feeling numb, the judges decided to coax the little beauty in front of them first: "Your level can win the second prize at most, and when this stepping stone is completed, I will recommend you to meet a master painter, and let him create momentum. Push you out."

Zhou Pan's white eyes showed joy, and he didn't care that the other party's hands were messing with him.

Under the longing for a better future, Zhou Panbai's inner satisfaction is beyond words.He hates Li Xiangfu for a very simple reason. The other party's fans on social platforms, as well as his face, obviously has the identity of a masked man but doesn't use it. He always looks aloof.

It took a lot of effort to stand out from many people and attract the attention of this old pervert. Li Xiangfu didn't even have to tickle his fingers, and the judge Fang took the initiative to throw out an olive branch.

Thinking of this, Zhou Panbai closed his eyes hard, and when he opened his eyes again, the corners of his mouth curled up. After tomorrow, the things that hinder people's eyes will be completely cleaned away.

……

Li Xiangfu was not someone who would just sit and wait for death. He wandered around and finally saw Qin Jin on a wasteland suitable for overlooking the scenery. He said bluntly, "I need a fair battlefield."

Qin Jin seemed to respond to the rustling wind in front of him, clapped his hands and said with a smile, "I thought you would handle this by yourself."

Li Xiangfu didn't speak.

After the gust of wind blew away, Qin Jin spoke again: "I will remind Fang Yuanjian."

His reminder was not just a few words, it almost determined the end of the other party's ruin.

"Anything else?" Qin Jin asked.

Li Xiangfu said seriously: "Don't bother Mr. Qin to do anything specially, I'll do it."

Qin Jin's eyebrows twitched.

Li Xiangfu's eyes were full of gentle smiles, but the light in the depths of his pupils was cold: "Treat me with my own way."

Qin Jin could easily hear the multiple meanings in the words, "his person" did not only refer to Fang Yuanjian, Zhou Panbai and several other judges who turned a blind eye were also included.

He finally turned his face to the side and stared at Li Xiangfu with interest. He probably didn't expect the other party to have the character of vengeance.

"how do you want to do it?"

The curvature of the corner of Li Xiangfu's mouth became more conspicuous: "Huahua."

Since you are here to compete, you must abide by the rules and regulations of the competition.

Within a quarter of an hour, Qin Jin witnessed the scene of him running back and holding the drawing board back panting.

Li Xiangfu stood on tiptoe and looked around, making sure no one was coming, rubbed his hands together: "Can I ask you to be my mannequin for a while?"

The air was quiet for a second.

Qin Jin found that he could never keep up with the other party's thinking.

Li Xiangfu: "It's not the kind of nudity, only the upper body needs to be exposed."

Zhou Panbai wanted to pour sewage on him, so he made this guess.I just don't know what judge Fang will think when he sees Qin Jin's painting of himself as a model.

People with dirty minds probably have the first reaction that he has an improper relationship with Qin Jin, and if his "little lover" blows the pillow, Qin Jin may wear small shoes for him, just thinking about these details I'm afraid it's too much. It would scare that idiot to death.

As for the judges who know but do nothing, they will inevitably feel sad.

Li Xiangfu smiled slightly: "After the results of the first competition came out, Mr. Qin came forward at the right time to seriously clarify the fairness of the competition and let them understand that they are beating them by being willing to be a model for me. It can not only establish your tall image, but also guarantee The truth of the follow-up scoring."

Breaking down the psychological defenses a little bit is the most torture.

"When the gathering is over, I will inadvertently reveal the identity of the rich second generation on the way back, making the judges even more anxious."

Qin Jin actually smiled: "And then?"

Li Xiangfu: "Naturally, I will go home and sue my parents, so that people will be completely finished."

An old guy who actually ate a bear and leopard dared to think about unspoken rules.Back then when I was ruthless playing house fighting, the other party didn't know where to rub the mud.

When Li Xiangfu spoke, his tone was very gentle, without personal disgust at all, but in a few words, he easily established Judge Fang's sad ending.

Qin Jin hardly hesitated, and even clapped his hands in admiration: "Then do as you say."

……

Where to draw makes Li Xiangfu worry.

The surrounding scenery is very distinctive, but it doesn't match Qin Jin, he doesn't want to draw a simple sketch.

For some reason, Li Xiangfu had a vague outline in his mind, desolation, loneliness... When he wanted to capture it, he always missed the inspiration.

For a creator, there is nothing more painful than this feeling.

Seeing his frown, Qin Jin suddenly said: "If you want to see a more unique scenery, I know a place."

Li Xiangfu didn't have too much hope, but he still followed.

The two walked for a long distance, and gradually no one could be seen around. In this deserted place, there was unknown danger hidden.

Walking in tandem with Qin Jin, Li Xiangfu didn't worry much about his personal safety, and his mind was gradually attracted by the scene ahead.

"Snow mountain?"

Qin Jin stopped in his tracks: "It will take at least a few days and nights to walk there, so let's stroll around here, and we'll go back before dark."

However, Li Xiangfu couldn't help but took a few steps forward, always feeling that there was something attractive in front of him, as if there was a voice calling him from somewhere.

At the last moment, reason prevailed.

Li Xiangfu stopped in his tracks, wondering if his previous adventurous nature had been released again?

He now regards himself as a beast in a cage who was looking for stimulation everywhere before he lost his memory. Subconsciously, Li Xiangfu does not want this beast to come out of the cage.

After calming down, he began to observe the surrounding environment, and soon found new surprises.

In the distance are continuous snow-capped mountains, which make the grass and things in the nearby world even more vague. Individuals are also like grass, swaying with the wind,

On the sloping side is a broken tree, half of which is scorched black and split in the middle. It is conceivable that a thunderbolt struck the old tree in an instant, taking away the vitality of an ancient tree.

Now that the weather is clear and cloudless, there is naturally no risk of being struck by thunder.

Seeing something from his slight expression, Qin Jin asked quietly, "Where do you want to stand?"

The long hair was blown and danced, covering Li Xiangfu's expression messily, and he could vaguely see him nodding his head.

Qin Jin's temperament matched this ancient tree surprisingly well, as if it itself was a green bud drawn from the darkness.He tilted his head slightly, exposing his Adam's apple, and easily undid the top button with his slender fingers.

Li Xiangfu turned around suddenly, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he leaned over and took several deep breaths.

Qin Jin raised his eyebrows and teased in a strange tone: "So excited?"

Li Xiangfu forced himself to ignore the tightness in his chest, bit his lower lip, and controlled his wrist with willpower, trying to avoid shaking as much as possible.

Qin Jin squinted his eyes and realized that something was wrong. Before he could step forward, Li Xiangfu stretched his arms to stop him: "I'm fine, it's because you are in such a good shape."

As he spoke, he had already begun to write.

The first stroke went astray.

Li Xiangfu frowned, crumpled up the paper and stuffed it into his pocket.

Qin Jin raised his eyebrows... quite environmentally conscious.

After repeated failed attempts, it was like trying to wear short sleeves for the first time, and the familiar feeling of suffocation lingered in my heart.

Conditioned reflexes are difficult to change. For example, students who are about to whisper will first take a look at what the teacher is doing on the podium, and Li Xiangfu seems to be in the country of women for a moment, but the next moment he will be arrested for "immorality" and held accountable. To the end where everyone yells and beats.

He still remembered that it was winter, when he passed the long street in a carriage, someone dragged the dead body on a straw mat.

"What's the matter?" he asked, raising the curtain.

The boy went to inquire with passers-by, and came back and said: "There is a poor painter who wants to make a fortune by painting erotic pictures. He has no money to go to the flower house, so he forces his married husband to do various indecent gestures to describe it. The husband-in-law She fled back to her mother’s house but was kicked out, homeless, and finally froze to death, and now her body was about to be dragged to a mass grave for burial.”

Li Xiangfu raised his eyes and saw people on the side of the road saying bad luck one after another.

"The whole body was painted on the erotic pictures, and this kind of unclean didn't find a place to commit suicide and ran back to her mother's house. Isn't this a shame to the family?"

"When you meet someone who is not good, but you can't slap a slap, when you are first called to paint, he should die to keep his chastity."

Before Li Xiangfu was ten years old, the folk customs at that time were very strict. It was not until after a new queen was changed that the social customs gradually relaxed and men began to allow men to remarry.

The past flooded into his mind uncontrollably, his breathing gradually became difficult, and the fear that was suppressed in his heart was infinitely magnified by this vast world.

Li Xiangfu gradually became uncertain.

Could it be that he didn't time travel back, and now he is just drunk and dreaming, and he is doing some indecent behavior in public?

A few feet away, Qin Jin took off his shirt and leaned lazily on the tree. His slightly pale skin made his well-proportioned and lean figure look sexy, like a vampire with a slight luster.

Any painter would praise the golden ratio.

At this moment, Li Xiangfu's eyes really seemed to be glued to his body, and he never moved away.

This extreme focus made the corners of Qin Jin's mouth curved slightly: "You..."

pat!

The pen fell to the ground and rolled all the way to Qin Jin's feet.

Seeing that Li Xiangfu looked weak and Fufeng was about to topple, Qin Jin hurried over to support him.When the fingertips touched the sweat-soaked thin shirt, he paused: "Is your heart uncomfortable?"

Said to give him first aid.

Li Xiangfu grabbed his arm and forced his mouth open: "Friend, have you... heard of nudity sickness?"

"..."

After confirming again and again that it was not a heart problem, Qin Jin carried him to the hospital.

"Draw, drawing board."

Li Xiangfu was still thinking about tools.

He lay on Qin Jin's back, rubbing his face against the skin of the nape of his neck. The shirt was the most wrinkle-resistant, and the collar, which had been missing a few buttons, was piled up sideways. The smooth skin on his shoulders was exposed to Li Xiangfu. in the eyes.

The dizziness got worse.

"...Okay, good clothes."

Qin Jin didn't hear his murmur.

Although the sparrow is small and well-equipped, the village is actually quite big, and there is a small hospital.

Li Xiangfu lay on Qin Jin's back, hooked his neck with one hand, and slid the drawing board with the other hand. The board brushed against Qin Jin's waist from time to time, and said vaguely like this: "Go around the road, don't be caught by other contestants. Saw."

His plan of pretending to be a fox and pretending to be a tiger cannot die prematurely.

Listening to the broken thoughts of the person on his back, Qin Jin almost laughed out of anger.

There were not many people in the hospital, and while waiting for the blood test results, Li Xiangfu drank a few sips of warm water and felt much better.

The doctor sat opposite and asked, "Suddenly dizzy and nauseated? Have you ever had a similar situation before?"

Li Xiangfu: "Occasionally."

"What were you doing before you got dizzy? Did you do strenuous exercise? Running, exercising..."

Li Xiangfu glanced at Qin Jin subconsciously: "I'm drawing a portrait of him."

The doctor stopped writing the medical records. Although this question might cause the patient's displeasure, he still dutifully asked, "Is it just drawing?"

Li Xiangfu nodded, his lips were accidentally bitten when he was painting before, and it hurt when he touched it, he took a breath and asked seriously: "I suspect... I'm dizzy naked."

The doctor's eyelids twitched: "Tell me about the specific situation."

Li Xiangfu responded honestly: "When he started to unbutton, I felt dizzy; about the fifth button, I broke out in a cold sweat; then the shirt was thrown aside, at that time I was already short of breath, my limbs were cold, and for a moment I suddenly lost my breath. conscious."

"..." The doctor was incredulous: "Are you sure the above symptoms appeared after the other party took off their clothes?"

Li Xiangfu nodded with certainty.

The doctor was a middle-aged man, he narrowed his small eyes, looked up and down at Qin Jin and frowned.Looking at a good figure, how can it cause physiological discomfort?

He makes a hypothesis: "Tattoos?"

Li Xiangfu immediately shook his head: "No, he has a very sleek figure."

"Have you ever had a bad experience before?"

Li Xiangfu felt that it was caused by the sense of restraint from traveling through the ages, and he still shook his head after concealing it.

The doctor was also helpless: "I'll wait until the blood test results come out."

Then he called the next patient.

A few minutes before getting the report, Li Xiangfu and Qin Jin sat on the bench, looking at each other speechlessly.

Occasionally, one or two people would pass by, and Qin Jin suddenly turned his head: "Is my body so unsightly?"

"..."

Li Xiangfu said: "It's my problem."

Qin Jin withdrew his gaze and stared straight ahead, without warning, he asked, "Do you believe that medical students faint from blood?"

Li Xiangfu shook his head.

Qin Jin asked in a flat voice: "Then do you think I will believe that art students faint naked?"

The former may still happen, and the probability of the latter is basically zero.

The report was presented to the doctor, and the blood routine was normal.

"Recently taboo, eat less meat, pay attention to rest and don't stay up late."

Li Xiangfu just nodded, bought some tangerine peel and sucked it in his mouth.

Walking out of the hospital gate, his breathing had long been calm, and he said cheekily, "I'm much better, and I should be able to finish this painting."

"The doctor told you not to eat."

Li Xiangfu subconsciously retorted: "But I'm not jealous of you."

After finishing speaking, I couldn't help but raised my face and apologized for my indiscriminate words: "Sorry, I probably caused logical confusion caused by insufficient blood supply to the brain."

A gust of wind blew past, cooling his face, he half-closed his eyes, but couldn't get out of the chaotic state.

My thoughts were interrupted by a low voice beside me: "Let's go."

Li Xiangfu was taken aback.

Qin Jin squinted at him: "Don't you want to continue?"

Li Xiangfu opened his mouth, and belatedly followed his steps while holding the drawing board.

The two walked one after the other, and this state made him feel very relaxed.

They couldn't see each other's expressions, and he didn't have to fake his emotions, or even bother to maintain a polite smile.Frankly speaking, the moment Li Xiangfu emerged from the dizzy state, he tried to disguise himself as a painting, so as not to let people notice his real flaws.

As long as Qin Jin doesn't turn around, he can make no secret of the exhaustion and self-burnout in his expression.

I don’t know if the heart’s voice can be conveyed. Qin Jin did not look back on this journey, not once, but occasionally saw some unique scenery along the way, and would open his mouth to say a word or two.

Li Xiangfu's mood became relaxed again, and he simply enjoyed the natural landscape.

Qin Jin did not go back the same way, but took him a more open road, surrounded by desolate beauty suitable for poets to express their hearts.

"You seem to be familiar with this place?" Li Xiangfu took the initiative to talk to him.

"I've been here a few times before." Qin Jin: "It's been like a day here for several years, and there is almost no change."

Back under the ancient tree that was charred and blackened by lightning, Li Xiangfu learned his lesson, and this time he took it easy.The time he walked along the way was enough for him to clear his mind, and in just one minute, he used his imagination to let Qin Jin take off his shirt dozens of times in his mind. From the very beginning, his breathing became tight, and he gradually accepted it calmly.

"Okay," he said.

Qin Jin noticed that when the button was unbuttoned, the other party didn't blink his eyes and muttered something, from the shape of his mouth, he said something like 'be strong'.

Facing Li Xiangfu's appearance as if he was about to go to the battlefield, Qin Jin doubted his figure for the first time in his life.

Hard work pays off, this time Li Xiangfu successfully entered the state.

When he was painting, his lips would be slightly tightened, and his eyes wandered over Qin Jin from time to time as he looked at the fragile artwork.The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his hands kept moving.

Li Xiangfu himself is good at painting light and shadow effects, from the composition to the shaping of the characters in his brush, there is nothing to criticize.

Once the attention is diverted and the psychological discomfort is ignored for a while, it seems that only the person opposite and the painting are left in Li Xiangfu's world for a while.

Concentration, enthusiasm, and a little bit of stubbornness.

Qin Jin suddenly remembered a certain moment in the past.

Li Xiangfu noticed the change in his expression and thought he was tired: "You can move appropriately."

Qin Jin: "Is it okay to take two steps?"

Li Xiangfu hesitated for a moment: "I'm afraid not."

Qin Jin: "Where is the largest scope of activity?"

"Blink, move your mouth..." At the end, Li Xiangfu couldn't continue.

In fact, it is best not to change the micro-expression, but the two are already talking.

Qin Jin closed his eyes, and when he opened them, he said, "Go on."

Immediately afterwards he returned to his sculptural state.

Qin Jin has a sense of abyssal beauty. Li Xiangfu's painting is between reality and illusion. The dead tree grows on the edge of the cliff, and the sky seems to be rolling with dark clouds.Qin Jin stood under the tree, with half of his body almost connected to the sea of ​​clouds.

Li Xiangfu was very satisfied with the completion of the work, and waved his hands to indicate that it was completed. He originally wanted to wait for Qin Jin to come over to appreciate it, but because he couldn't wait to share his work, he took the initiative to walk over and unfold the drawing paper: "How is it?"

The messy long hair was blown away by the wind, and a few strands of black hair wrapped around the back of Qin Jin's neck unconvincingly, causing a burst of itching.

"It's beautiful." A small part of his gaze was on the work in the form of peripheral vision, and his eyes were more focused on Li Xiangfu himself.

It happened that Li Xiangfu raised his eyes, and his eyes met in mid-air. He asked curiously, "Is there something on my face?"

"Eyes." Qin Jin: "Your eyes are beautiful."

Li Xiangfu was slightly taken aback. He mentioned the same words to Li Shasha in the same tone, but he was describing Qin Jin at that time.

When walking back, the atmosphere settled between the two of them was a bit strange, and there was always a faint embarrassment.For Li Xiangfu, this is a relatively new experience.

At a fork in the road, Qin Jin seemed to have something to deal with, so he went in another direction alone, while Li Xiangfu chose to go back first.

On the way, I thought that I had been out for a few days, and I should call home. After dialing, it was Li Shasha who answered, and the voice was weak——

"I'm going in tomorrow."

"Ok?"

"School." Li Shasha's speech was no longer as fluent as usual, and she slowly asked about his situation: "Is everything going well with you?"

"There was a little hiccup."

Li Shasha asked casually, "What episode?"

"I invited Qin Jin to be a mannequin, he undressed in front of me, and I threw up and was taken to the hospital."

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The author has something to say:

Qin Jin: Are you satisfied with what you see?

Li Xiangfu: ...

Qin Jin: What's wrong with you! ?

Li Xiangfu: dizzy, nauseous, unable to breathe, hurry up, call an ambulance...