I exchanged true love for 1000 billion

Xu Nansheng came early, so there were not many people in the studio, so he saw the boy by the window at a glance.

It's Gu Qianhuan.

"Brother Xu." A few familiar followers greeted him, and Xu Nan responded perfunctorily. During this time, his eyes fell on Gu Qianhuan, and when he saw the blank canvas in front of him, he smiled contemptuously.

What happened on Sunday is not secret. Gu Qianhuan's painting was destroyed, and the murderer has not been found yet.

As we all know, oil painting is one of the most difficult and technically demanding painting schools in all painting departments. He received the news in advance and prepared for nearly a month to make revisions before reaching today's level. Gu Qianhuan is only five days away from the competition , what can he draw?

Xu Nansheng couldn't tell what mood he was in, so relieved?It is undeniable that he has always regarded Gu Qianhuan as his worst enemy, and now—

Xu Nansheng strutted towards Gu Qianhuan with the picture frame in his hands. Whether it was intentional or not, he dismantled the painting and put it on the easel by Gu Qianhuan's side. After finishing all this, he turned his head: "Your painting..."

There was a smile on Xu Nansheng's lips, and he did not hide his thoughts: "Have you not found inspiration yet? Yes, after all, inspiration is hard to come by."

Gu Qianhuan glanced at him, her indifferent eyes couldn't reflect any shadow, the eyeballs were entangled with red bloodshot eyes, her pale face was full of evil spirits.

His voice was pleasant, cold as snow flowing down from the mountains: "Are you idle?"

Xu Nansheng's heart was suffocated, he hurriedly looked away, and then turned his head, Gu Qianhuan had already withdrawn his gaze, he focused on coloring the color, as if what happened just now was just the most common episode to him.

Annoyed at showing timidity in front of him, Xu Nansheng was about to say something, but interrupted him with a "bang".

Ruan Jiaming said in a high-pitched voice: "Hey, good morning, classmate Xu."

He stepped in between the two of them, just blocking Xu Nansheng's sight, and his protective posture made Xu Nansheng helpless for a while.

With a smile on his face, Ruan Jiaming completely ignored him, and untied the bag while talking: "Huanhuan, I specially went to the third canteen to bring you millet porridge, and there are buns in the carton."

Xu Nansheng got close, and smelled the strong smell of meat at the tip of his nose. He frowned in disgust: "Gu Qianhuan, the studio is a place for painting, you should know that."

Ruan Jiaming's face wrinkled into a bun: "You—"

He wanted to say that this is the breakfast I took, why are you talking about Huanhuan, it is clearly a naked targeting.

Gu Qianhuan stopped him: "It's okay." He completely ignored Xu Nan's voice beside him, and said to Ruan Jiaming: "When I come back, you get the frame ready."

Ruan Jiaming opened his mouth, dumbfounded.No, he just came to play with you, why did he suddenly become a training partner, the gap is too big, it's hard for him to straighten his hair: "No, Huanhuan, I—"

Gu Qianhuan had already left the classroom with the buns, but he didn't care. He lowered his eyes to cover the bloodshot eyes and coldness.He couldn't write down the pen for a long time, not because he couldn't draw, but because he was too turbulent, and the tearing emotions couldn't be suppressed.

Gu Qianhuan never told anyone that when he stared at the blank canvas, he had already seen the end at a glance.That glaring white, crazy fragmentation, almost ferociously invaded the entire line of sight.

Gu Qianhuan quickly returned to the studio, and the crowd surrounded Xu Nansheng, uttering suppressed exclamations and chattering, while he himself was content to let everyone appreciate him.

Gu Qianhuan glanced, the crowd was so crowded that one couldn't see the whole picture, only a faint dark blue, which was very eye-catching.

Passing past the opponent calmly, Gu Qianhuan's eyes fell on Ruan Jiaming who was busy making arrangements.

"How are you doing?"

Ruan Jiaming was taken aback, patted his chest and said, "Of course, I've already done it."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Xu Nansheng indignantly, and said in a disgusted voice, "It's really annoying!"

With Gu Qianhuan at the center, Ruan Jiaming is on his right and Xu Nansheng is on his left. They are very close, but they are naturally divided into two worlds, one side is bustling with people, and the other side is empty.

Such a big contrast, no wonder Ruan Jiaming, who is so strong, hates it: "Huanhuan, I saw it just now, and his paintings are not as good as yours!"

Gu Qianhuan gave him a chestnut with her fingers, but it didn't matter: "What are you talking about, are you finished painting?"

The voice fell into the ears of Xu Nansheng who had been paying attention to him. The smile on the corners of his lips froze. He admired his painting carefully before returning to the smile. He said to the crowd: "It's getting late, have you all finished the painting?"

As soon as the students left one after another, Xu Nansheng turned his head impatiently, with a hint of malice in his voice: "Student Gu, there are only five days left before the competition, do you have any other good ideas?" Gu Qianhuan didn't answer him, just staring at him The blank canvas, which has not been painted yet, and the beautiful eyes reflect a square piece of white, this look...does he still think about it?

Xu Nan curled his lips, and the disdain in his eyes deepened. He looked down on him, but he felt a little relaxed in his heart.

No one knew that Gu Qianhuan was falling into a mysterious realm.His sight remained motionless, and the blank canvas was being rendered and laid out layer by layer. Pure white paint was applied to the canvas, and he said that it was true at a glance.

Gu Qianhuan knew from an early age that he was different from others.It seems that another world is projected into reality through his eyes, and those chaotic and weird colors are projected on the blank canvas one by one.

He never needs a draft to paint.The first sight, drafting, second sight, laying out, and any tonal techniques, he knows how to use them innately, and his brain is the clearest database, and the paintings he has drawn are deeply imprinted one by one.

Just as many years later, he still remembers his first graffiti, like engraved patterns, reaching the core, even if it is weakened layer by layer, it is still clearly visible.

After pondering for a while, Gu Qianhuan finally picked up the brush.

His movements were not large, but as soon as he wrote, Xu Nansheng who was sitting next to him straightened his body suddenly, and the invisible pressure made him nailed to the chair, watching Gu Qianhuan's pen hovering.

Incisively and vividly.

Such a description suddenly popped up in Xu Nansheng's mind, the pure white paint was pressed onto the canvas by him, it was dazzling and eye-catching, and he even painted the whole painting evenly, it was extremely bold!

Isn't he afraid to smudge the picture? !

Isn't he afraid of color deviation? !

Outside the corridor, led by Li Yun, a group of people walked towards the studio, and at the back of the group, Qin Xixi was at the end of the group with a mobile phone. He was very clear about his position.

In the studio, the people who were painting with their heads down didn't notice them. A group of people stood by the window outside the studio and glanced around. There was only one painting with the highest degree of completion, which naturally attracted everyone's attention. Li Yun looked over with a twinkle in his eyes After a touch of surprise, a smile appeared on his face.

The person next to him knew him well, and he was curious, so he couldn't help asking, "Professor Li, what's so happy about it?"

Li Yun said with a smile: "The one over there is my student, and he has very good grades."

The man looked over and said with emotion: "This is really a speedy soldier. The one next to him has just started and he has finished painting. It's great. He is the first one this year. He must be a part of this exhibition."

He didn't see Li Yun's face froze while he was talking, and when they finished speaking, Li Yun denied it: "It's not him, it should be next to him." His tone was slightly stagnant: "Student Gu is the number one in our oil painting department. some things……"

He himself is not sure, there are only five days left, can Gu Qianhuan really finish the painting?

The friends around him looked at Gu Qianhuan suspiciously, and murmured in their hearts: First?

Gu Qianhuan was wearing white clothes and black trousers today, with a cool and dusty demeanor all over her body, but her appearance was beautiful and thick, but even so, it was not very convincing.

He doesn't look like an art student, but more like an idol star on the screen, even a lot better looking than a star, in the crowd, he is the most dazzling star.

Student Gu from the Oil Painting Department?

The sound entered Qin Xixi's ears, and he raised his head abruptly. The little sister-in-law was from the Jingda Oil Painting Department, so he couldn't help but look up and saw Gu Qianhuan at a glance.

He stands out from the crowd like a chicken, and to put it bluntly, he is the most dazzling luminous body. Standing there, every corner is illuminated.

Qin Xixi was amazed and shocked.

No, is it really such a coincidence?Qin Xixi quickly turned on the phone, wanting to send a message to Gu Fengyao.

At this time, a group of people had already entered the studio, and it was very clear in the silent studio. Many people saw them and paid attention to them all the way, until Li Yun walked around to the corner.

It's quiet here, a world of its own.

Ruan Jiaming was listening to music with headphones on, but he didn't notice anyone coming at all. He was very happy paddling with his paintbrush.

Passing him is Li Yun's real goal - Gu Qianhuan.

On the easel in front of the young man, a large picture frame stood upright, with a pure white background, and the highly saturated single tone was extremely dazzling, as eye-catching as the scorching sun. pale.Burning and even melting, all colors melt into barren dead white.

Gu Qianhuan was dipped in paint, and the dark red spot hit the center, splitting out a piece of dark red, which was outlined into an irregular shape by the brush, like thick and dried blood.Li Yun's feet froze, and the strong sense of tearing and oppression had already wrapped around his heart after a single encounter. He couldn't see the content of Gu Qianhuan's painting at all, but the tearing, ferocious and even painful emotions inside were already real and terrifying. Jumping out of the picture frame, strangling your neck, the feeling of suffocation hits your face.

There is love in his paintings, which cannot be obtained if asked for.

Compared with the previous "Yuan", the tone of this painting is too warm and unrestrained, and under the scorching strong light, there is nothing to hide.

Too hot, but become the most uncontrollable weapon.

Hurt others and hurt yourself.

Li Yun was dripping with cold sweat after watching it, and the people in his company were not giving in, trembling silently. Behind, Qin Xixi was holding the phone and swallowing with difficulty.

Shaking hands, weak legs.

The skin on his body became tighter.

Qin Xixi struggled to finish recording a video, moved her finger weakly as if being beaten, and let out a final cry in the dialog box.

[Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!Brother Gu!Absolutely!I'll say it even if I die—my sister-in-law kills me! ]