Painting Tang

"Then...Mu Jingchen didn't come to the studio today because he was angry?"

Yu Tang asked seemingly unintentionally, Zou Weiyi's family has a very close relationship with the Mu family, and the two old people have some connections. If you say that the people who know Mu Jingchen best in Yulin City, apart from his parents, they should be his parents. Bullied Zou Weiyi who grew up.

"That's not going to happen,"

Zou Weiyi reassured Yu Tang, "Mu Jingchen, although he's a bit skinny, he's not the kind of person with a small belly. Remember Panhualou? He's always been the one to do it directly when he's provoked, and he won't get sulky."

"That's true."

Yu Tang recalled Mu Jingchen's deeds. A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands. Young Master Mu has always only used his hands, but it's just the same. Since Mu Jingchen returned to Yulin, every "hands-on" in a big way seems to be for the sake of giving Yu Tang fights against injustice.

"Don't take it to heart, it's just a broken painting exhibition. I've inquired about it. That exhibition was run by a returned businessman in order to make friends with powerful people. It's purely a commercial exhibition. There's nothing interesting about it. You're right not to go."

After Zou Weiyi chatted with him, Yu Tang was told by the old professor to take off his clothes and start working, but today was different from usual, he was told to put on a tulle-like coat.

"Aren't we focusing on muscle texture these days?"

Zou Weiyi was puzzled, logically speaking, they should stare at Yu Tang's elbow to study and describe, but the old professor asked Yu Tang to put on a coat, how could they observe the texture of human skin and the direction of muscles?

"You haven't drawn the human figure clearly yet, how do you learn texture?"

As the old professor spoke, he turned on two more stoves to face Yutang, and the warm yellow lights flowed warmly on the tulle, dispelling the chill of winter.

"Now our focus is on light and dark shadows and color contrast. When you can paint the yarn under warm light, we will learn the next step."

The old professor seriously found a reasonable reason for Mu Jingchen's entrustment to him, and while Mu Jingchen was away, he hurriedly asked Zou Weiyi to help manage discipline, and hurried to the medical department in the next building to call the group of medical students Let's observe the human body together.

Yu Tang's life seems to have returned to the original state, but when he was a model for the students, he was no longer tortured by freezing and freezing, and no one dared to point and covet him when passing by the Panhua Tower, even the old man The professor also said that he should be sympathetic to him as a nude model in winter and gave him a salary increase.

It's just that Mu Jingchen hasn't shown up for several days.

Wintersweet outside the window of the studio has already begun to bud and hide fragrance, and the winter wind is whistling in shadows.

Some students in the department who love to gossip miss Mu Jingchen's fun, and come to ask Zou Weiyi in groups, why is Assistant Professor Mu not coming to the studio?

Of course Zou Weiyi snorted coldly and said disapprovingly,

"Originally, he came to the studio on a whim. It must be the third fire when the new official took office. Now that the firewood has been burned, the interest has faded. Do you think it is interesting to be your teaching assistant? Changing paintings for you will piss me off. , let alone Mu Jingchen."

Originally, he just wanted to talk about Mu Jingchen being a teaching assistant, but after being listened to by interested people, he gradually developed a somewhat unclear meaning.

The boy who was punished by Mu Jingchen to run around because he wanted to tease Yutang even sat on the table during the break and yelled his gossip to other unsuspecting students:

"You think, how capable is Young Master Mu, why should he be our teaching assistant? It must be because of the nude model in our studio."

Someone expressed disapproval and questioned him, saying,

"Then I didn't see what Mu Jingchen did to our teaching assistant Xiaoyu. Besides, isn't he not coming now?"

"That's right. Even Assistant Professor Zou said that Mu Jingchen lost interest. I guess he either thinks Assistant Professor Yu is boring and tired of playing, or he wants to throw it away after he got it. Not all their young masters are like that.

"What do you know? Assistant Professor Zou is also a young master. Do you think Assistant Professor Zou is the kind of person you mentioned? I think you are jealous of the rich."

"That's because Zou Weiyi only has paintings in his heart! Paintings are like women to him."

The boy disdainfully said.

"I still think you're speculating on others. Mu Jingchen is the hero of suppressing bandits. If it weren't for him, the bandits on the mountain would have come to the city to burn, kill, and rob. How could you arrange him like this?"

There was a little girl who couldn't get used to it, and retorted sharply, but unexpectedly, it was like adding fuel to the fire, which aroused the boy to speak more and more:

"Then ask me, what did Mu Jingchen do to spend us all that day? What else could it be if it wasn't for sex? Your girl's family is still too simple. And I can tell you for sure, our nude model It must be something fancy but not useful, otherwise how could Mu Jingchen lose interest so quickly..."

"Hey, stop talking!"

"What's the matter? I'm going to say, whoever is a serious person comes out as a nude model, showing his back to men, what's the difference from the ones sold on the street..."

"What are you guys doing together?"

Yu Tang's voice was neither heavy nor light, but it was like a steel ball falling in the sand, hitting the ground tepidly and flying sand and rocks, making people shudder.

"Yu, teaching assistant Yu...we just chat casually, Feng Zhao doesn't use his brain when he speaks, so don't take it to heart."

Some people want to smooth things over. Normally, Yu Tang has a cold temper and doesn't fight or grab, leaving an impression of being a bully. He thought that two or three sentences could explain it away, but Yu Tang just said calmly,

"Feng Zhao, your professor told you from the first day you invited me, what is the meaning of the profession of nude model?"

"What, what..."

"What is it?"

Yu Tang raised his eyes to look at him, but his originally warm and beautiful almond eyes were unreasonable because they were cold and tough enough. Instead, he felt ashamed and ashamed when he saw Feng Zhao.

Feng Zhao touched the tip of his nose and said unwillingly,

"Propelling art and medicine to break, break free from the shackles of stereotypes..."

"Don't you remember it clearly?"

Yu Tang's voice was still unhurried, and before he could continue, Zou Weiyi, who arrived a step late, pulled a classmate to understand the situation, and angrily knocked a ruler on the table.

"Feng Zhao, go down and run ten laps for me! Don't think that as long as Mu Jingchen can control you, it's just your mouth. Fortunately, Mu Jingchen is not here today. If he is, let alone ten laps, he dares Let you run around Yulin for ten days and ten nights!"

Feng Zhao knew he was wrong, and he didn't dare to offend the young master of the Zou family, so he clenched his fists and was kicked out of the studio unwillingly.

"Come back after running and copy for me the sentence you just said. You are not allowed to take a paintbrush until you finish copying."

Zou Weiyi felt that it was not enough to relieve his anger, so he yelled again.

Seeing Feng Zhao's unbeaten figure appear on the practice field, the rest of the students all went back to their seats in silence, not daring to offend the angry Assistant Professor Zou.

"Yu Tang, Mu Jingchen is not that kind of person."

Zou Weiyi held back for a long time, and choked out such a sentence, "Although I always call him a bastard, he is not the second-generation ancestor of the prodigal and dandy that Feng Zhao said."

"I know he's talking nonsense. I've heard a lot of such things, and I won't take them to heart."

"Well, are you in a hurry to go home tonight? I have a painting here that I want you to send to a friend of mine. I made an appointment with him to give it to him tonight, but something happened at my house."

"I'll help you,"

Yu Tang smiled and said, "Just looking for an excuse to get off work early and buy Yu Mian the donkey roll that he has always wanted to eat. You write the address to me, and I will deliver it for you."

"You are really my Bodhisattva!"

Zou Weiyi smiled happily, drew a map with a swipe of a pen and stuffed it into Yu Tang's hand, and handed him the wrapped scroll.

These days Mu Jingchen didn't know why he didn't come, and Zou Weiyi saw Yutang's ecstasy, so as a friend, he could only help him quietly in this way.

Yu Tang, who didn't know it, was holding the scroll around, and stopped in front of a majestic mansion.

And the plaque on the gate is flying with dragons and phoenixes written "Mu's House"

Bian is really... Yu Tang quietly understood Zou Weiyi's thoughts, but he hadn't packed up his emotions to face Mu Jingchen. After hesitating for two seconds in front of Mu's house, Yu Tang suddenly turned around and wanted to leave, but saw the girl in his arms. He was stumped again by the picture scroll.

It must be a very precious picture scroll, and Zou Weiyi made an appointment with him again. If he didn't deliver it for him, if he was slandered as a theft by someone with a heart, wouldn't he cause trouble for himself and Mu Jingchen.

If you secretly hand it over to the porter and then leave quickly, you probably won't meet Mu Jingchen.

Yu Tang sighed, and walked quickly to the door of Mu's house with the scroll in his arms. Before he had time to knock on the ring, the porter suddenly jumped out from the side door, which shocked him a lot:

"Who are you? What are you here for?"

The concierge fought with Old General Mu in the early years, and injured one ear on the battlefield, resulting in a loud voice, and speaking too fast, showing a bit of ferocity, which made Yu Tang stunned when he didn't react .

"I'm asking you something, what are you doing there?"

The concierge continued to shout loudly, "What's wrong, your ears are not good either?"

"Uncle, you scared Teacher Xiaoyu,"

Before Yu Tang opened his mouth, Zhen Hui appeared out of nowhere and stood in front of Yu Tang, "He is a distinguished guest of Big Brother, don't be cruel to him."

"I didn't kill him!"

The porter snorted, but when he heard that it was Mu Jingchen's distinguished guest, he hurriedly opened the door and invited Yu Tang in.

So Yu Tang, who originally planned to put down the painting and slip away, was so reluctantly invited into Mu Zhai's house by Zhen Hui and the concierge, respectfully and involuntarily resisting.

"Brother Zhen, I'm not here to find Mu Jingchen, I'll give Zou Weiyi a second painting and leave."

Yu Tang wanted to leave quickly before Mu Jingchen appeared, but Zhen Hui seemed not to listen to him, and suddenly brought a plate of tangerine peel candies, "Sister-in-law, ah no, Teacher Xiaoyu, please eat candies."

"..."

Yu Tang peeled one with doubts, thought for a while and handed it to Zhen Hui, "Brother Zhen, you eat first?"

"No no no,"

Zhen Hui quickly refused, "I dare not, I dare not, the young master said that only you can eat...give me the painting, if you want to sit here for a while, I will come as soon as I put the painting in the warehouse."

Like a gust of wind, Zhen Hui held the scroll and left without mentioning a word of Mu Jingchen, leaving Yu Tang alone in the entrance hall, bewildered and at a loss.

The interior of Mu's house is like a royal garden with carved beams and painted buildings. The corridors are winding and lush, lively and grand. Yu Tang looks at a shallow lake in the courtyard. The koi in the lake are floating like rainbow lights, unknowingly blurring his memory. Bring back the already blurred childhood.

At that time, he and Yu Mian also lived in this kind of courtyard.

During the day, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and at night, the lights were like the sea, and the huge courtyard was warm in winter and cool in summer. At that time, he never imagined that he and Yu Mian would curl up like maggots in a dim bungalow at the corner of the street to live in panic.

"Hey, isn't this the little brother from last time?"

There was a clear and crisp laughter, and Yu Tang raised her head to see three girls in girls' school uniforms walking towards her.

Zhou Yuhui beckoned to him, and did not forget to introduce to the good friends she invited to visit her home,

"Remember the little brother I told you about helping me last time? Don't you think he is very beautiful?" Zhou Yuhui pulled the little sister to Yutang,

"Why did you come here, brother? I didn't have time to ask your name last time. Speaking of which, you...eh?"

Zhou Yuhui's voice gradually weakened, she stared intently at the tangerine peel candy wrapper in Yutang's hand, and asked in disbelief,

"You, are you here to find Brother Chen?"

"I'm just here to deliver things to the young master of the Zou family."

Yu Tang didn't expect that Zhou Yuhui was also a member of the Mu family. Apart from Mu Jingchen's accident, he still had indifference and resentment towards the Mu family in his heart, so he was even less willing to have too much contact with Zhou Yuhui.

He even coldly regretted helping Zhou Yuhui out a few days ago.

"Liar,"

When Zhou Yuhui raised her eyes again, her cute and sweet smile was restrained, replaced by a mean and stubborn look, "Unless you get out now, I don't want to see you in Mu's house again."