I exchanged true love for 1000 billion

The scorching sun above the head baked the earth, and the unbearable heat made people unable to open their eyes. Gu Qianhuan lowered her head, and in one hand was a large oil painting frame, which was tightly sealed with plastic, and only the tight corners could be seen.

"Student Gu, are you alright?"

A hand then took over the picture frame in his hand, and Gu Qianhuan looked at him in surprise.

Li Yun looked at his sweaty forehead and pale face, and felt apologetic: "The class in the studio is over. I saw you on the road upstairs just now. The teacher didn't think carefully. I saw the weather said it was heavy rain today. I didn't expect the weather to be so hot at noon, are you okay?"

Gu Qianhuan pursed her dry lips, shook her head slightly, and said with a smile, "Fortunately, my physique is just like this. Teacher, you don't have to worry."

Li Yun took a closer look at his expression. Apart from being pale, he really didn't see any discomfort, so he felt relieved.

The two of them didn't notice during the conversation that a pair of eyes were peeping in the shadows at the corner of the laboratory building.

Jiang Anhe watched them carry each other upstairs, but did not leave for a long time.He was a little uncertain, Gu Qianhuan came out alone because of Li Yun, and naturally had nothing to do with Gu Fengyao, so his previous guess was a bit untenable.

However, the young man's stunning face flashed in his mind, and Jiang Anhe, who had always been lustful and lustful, was quite reluctant and refused to give up.

Forget it, let's take another look.

Gu Qianhuan, who was being nagged by him, didn't notice it. After entering the laboratory building, the temperature plummeted, and the cold draft in winter seemed very cool in the hot summer. Gu Qianhuan squinted his eyes and walked up the stairs.

He recalled the scene he had seen before. The side of the laboratory building had climbed up half of the creeper wall, and the dark green leaves were against the brown wall. The cool greenness was like an oasis in the desert.

The laboratory building has been built for many years. The outside looks old, but the inside is unexpectedly clean and tidy. The gray stone bricks can illuminate narrow and slender figures. Li Yun's independent small studio is on the fourth floor.

Pushing the door reveals a unique mineral smell, the studio faces the sun, one side of the beige curtains is pulled up, the summer wind blows the half-covered curtains, a few easels are placed loosely, avoiding the light, unfinished paintings When he came into view, there was a signature written under the paper. After seeing the handwriting, Gu Qianhuan frowned.

Li Yun unpacked the plastic package at the first time. The black packaging made people unable to see the colors inside. Thinking of the unfinished paintings he saw before, his hands trembled a little. He suddenly remembered the blind box unpacking game that his children liked. No wonder so many people like it. It, the mystery of the unknown is always exciting.

As for disappointment, he never thought it would happen to Gu Qianhuan, and he never even thought about it.

Gu Qianhuan picked up the utility knife on one side and said neatly, "Teacher, I'll help you."

He scratched open the plastic seal, without messing around at all.Li Yun watched from the side, his brows and heart were pulled into a ball too fast, he was afraid that the sharp blade would scratch the canvas: "Hey, Qian Huan, slow down."

Gu Qianhuan paused, cut off the outer shells, and finally revealed the whole picture of the flaming colors.

For a while, there was only the sound of quiet breathing in the studio. Li Yun looked at it obsessively, unable to move his eyes away. After a while, he frowned. to stretch.

Li Yun looked at the picture in surprise, and asked a little dazedly: "This, what is this?"

Under the sunshine, the originally rugged abyss of the seabed glowed slightly from another angle. The next moment, the waves on the sea surface changed into a broken background, and the changes in fine and colorful tones were dazzling. Yun has already seen the painting skills of many celebrities, and all of them have been used to the extreme by the painters. There is no doubt that this is a very high feast for those who show off their skills.

However, at the darkest node in the middle, the supposedly dense black actually reveals a velvety red tone. After showing off its skills, it suddenly returns to simplicity. Emotions entangle the heart, and such a dark and deep brilliance passes through the darkness and reaches the bottom of the heart.

So eye-catching.

He can guarantee that this is Jingda's best painting this year and many years to come.

"eyeball!"

Li Yun muttered to himself, he still remembered his identity, suppressed the turbulent waves in his heart, and struggled to speak, but almost lost his voice: "What's the name of this painting?"

Gu Qianhuan was stunned for a moment before answering: ""Abyss" - when you are staring at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you. 1"

He was also looking at the painting just now, and only under such plentiful and hot light can he examine the painting and suppress the haze rising from the bottom of his heart.

Gu Qianhuan pursed her lips tightly, the deep red tone seemed too bright, she had to adjust the paint herself.

Li Yun sighed for the first time. After reading "Yuan" and then looking at other works, those aura-inspiring paintings turned into rotten wood in an instant. An impulse arose spontaneously, and he couldn't help coughing lightly: "Qian Huan, Would you like to be my disciple?"

The next moment, the half-hidden door of the studio was pushed open suddenly, and the person who came in fell into the studio, staggering, raised his head to reveal a blue and white face, it was Shi Yan.

Li Yun was stunned for a moment, then frowned and looked at the intruder. He didn't know how long the other party had been listening, but such a person had bad conduct.

Li Yun's eyes showed a bit of surprise and disgust: "Why are you here again?"

Shi Yan tried his best to squeeze out a smile, but his face was distorted, which made the smile funny and distorted. After Gu Qianhuan glanced at it indifferently, he felt a sting in his heart.

He didn't come early, and only heard the last sentence.

But it didn't stop him from being jealous of Gu Qianhuan.

Shi Yan had never seen Li Yun like this before. He tried his best, but all he got was a faint yes. What's more, he easily got the long-awaited opportunity to apprentice.

If it wasn't for his slow refusal to agree to his request to be a teacher, why would he ask Gu Fengyao? That incident made him uneasy. Fortunately, the other party only took Gu Qianhuan as an indifferent substitute afterwards, and didn't remember it in his heart.

Shi Yan thought about straightening his back: "Teacher."

Li Yun waved his hand, a little impatient: "Don't call me a teacher, I will be in charge of teaching you for a while, it's just a transaction."

Shi Yan opened his mouth, his eyes fell on the painting on one side, he was caught off guard, and he couldn't help but take half a step back, he couldn't help but look at it with lingering fears, as if he was addicted.

He can be taught by Li Yun for a period of time, which shows that the basic skills are not bad, and the necessary aesthetic level is naturally there.

"Do you also think the painting is good?" Seeing that he was obsessed with it, Li Yun asked aloud, and his voice was much softer. He is a typical painting fanatic, and he is very fanatical when it comes to the paintings he admires.

Shi Yan's eyes flashed, and he said sincerely: "The painting is very good, is it the work of my teacher and friend?"

Li Yun turned his head and smiled at Gu Qianhuan: "This is not my friend, he is a new generation in the painting world. He is right in front of you, Qianhuan." What do you think of the proposal?"

Shi Yan's face was as pale as a ghost, and he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Gu Qianhuan glanced at him suddenly, seeing that the person was almost irritated, she declined politely, "I'm sorry, professor, but I already have a teacher."

Li Yun was a little regretful, he was a step late, and he was still a little curious, who knew people as well as himself: "Who is it, do I know it?"

Gu Qianhuan had no taboos: "It's Teacher Zheng Zhongxu."

"how is this possible?"

A weak voice suddenly sounded, and being watched by them, Shi Yan licked his lips unwillingly, but remembering the news he had heard, he was not guilty at all: "Teacher Zheng only accepted blindsight, a closed disciple many years ago, why did you Could it be his disciple?"

Gu Qianhuan smiled gently at him: "Do you really want to know?" She still just wanted to refute him.

Shi Yan's breath was stagnant, and he always felt that he had been seen through by him. The playful gaze made him feel uncomfortable. Before he could refute, Li Yun came to his senses, pointing to "Yuan" and exclaiming: "No wonder I saw Senior Zheng in your painting. His unique water curtain technique fully captures his essence, the waves are delicate and translucent, and the three-dimensional light and shadow effects have an almost substantive texture."

His attitude towards Shi Yan and Gu Qianhuan was completely reversed, and he said harshly: "Shi Yan, come here, I remember I taught you the water curtain technique before, this is the best thing you have learned, you should be familiar with it, come and see Look at these waves, what do you see?"

Shi Yan's face was pale and pale, his mind was buzzing, he couldn't see anything, those pictures were distorted and deformed before his eyes, and he clenched his fists, tearing his vocal cords word by word, with a rough voice Gritting like sandpaper: "I can see it."

There was chatter and laughter in the corridor.

"Teacher." A crisp voice came from the door. Several students looked at each other, not knowing what was going on. Their eyes touched the painting in the middle, and they forgot to even cover it up. The low-pitched praise kept ringing out.

"Holy shit, whose painting is this?"

"Ahem, my back suddenly felt cold, is this an eye? It's too powerful!"

"No, it's obviously the bottom of the sea, how do you say it's eyes?"

The more they talked, the more excited they became, and there seemed to be signs of a dispute. One group said it was the giant eyes, and the other group said it was the abyss. The two sides were at a stalemate.

Still, Li Yun couldn't stand it anymore, and coughed lightly: "You are all right, just change your position and you will understand."

Several people followed suit, and in an instant, there was no sound in the room.

Shi Yan's heart was suffocated, his face was hot, as if he had been slapped more than a dozen times, his eyes were fixed on the thin cracks in the bricks, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to get in.

Resentment, jealousy, and dissatisfaction peak now.

The afternoon was even more tormenting.

He was brought out for criticism, which is a typical negative example. Because of the appearance of Gu Qianhuan, the technique he was most proud of in the past was criticized bloody.

Shi Yan sat on the stool, and occasionally looked at the stage with a dark look in his eyes.

Want to die, want to kill even more.

In the blink of an eye, the world changed outside the window. The dark clouds rolled over and the sky was dark.

Gu Qianhuan stood on the side of the laboratory building and did not leave for a long time. He carried the packaged paintings and looked at his watch. The time was almost up.

Gu Qianhuan went down the stairs and chose to leave by another branch road around the artificial lake. Suddenly, there was a trace of coolness on his cheeks. He raised his head, and the dense rain fell softly, and the dark clouds seemed to be within reach.

It's raining.

There is a cobblestone road closest to the artificial lake on the branch road. The surrounding greenery is excellent. The bushes are so green that they are cut into balls, like big green sesame balls.

Gu Qianhuan saw a few pairs of shoes underneath, he put the painting on his chest, changed his hugging position, took a few quick steps, and suddenly accelerated to run back.

The crowd hidden in the bushes cursed a few times: "Damn, I was discovered, and I have to run away!"

Headed by Shi Yan, five or six boys surrounded him: "Why, are you still running? Are you running?"

Gu Qianhuan pursed her lips and looked at them silently.

The rain started to get heavier.

Shi Yan learned how to behave this time, so he called a few more people, and kept a few meters away from him, so that he had time to gouge out that beautiful face viciously, and finally landed on the plastic frame, with a look of jealousy in his eyes: "Didn't you want to Participating? Lao Li said the best painting." He sneered: "Take the painting from his hand!"

Gu Qianhuan's expression changed, and she hugged the painting tightly: "What are you going to do?"

Shi Yan shook the folding knife in his hand, and the Kaifeng blade shone brightly.

"Thorn-"

The black plastic package was cut open, and the linen canvas inside was pierced, and the intact package was scratched to pieces in the blink of an eye, revealing the paint inside. Shi Yan would not hurt him, and he could not afford to offend Gu Fengyao's people, but he dared not Can make some little stumbling blocks.

For example, destroying his paintings prevents him from competing.

Shi Yan held the painting, and scattered the rags: "Is this your painting? Oh, my hand slipped."

He swung it forward violently, and the frame fell into the lake with a bang: "The painting is gone into the lake, it's gone."

Gu Qianhuan took a deep look at him, suddenly the corners of his lips curled up, and for a brief moment, he mouthed: Thank you.

It was completely different from what he expected, Shi Yan suspected that his eyes were dazzled, or Gu Qianhuan was dumbfounded, he seemed to be smiling at himself, what was he talking about?

There was a loud bang, and the winding lightning split the sky, and the white light shone. The young man in white and black pants jumped, and the biting lake water soaked his whole body.

Shi Yan's eyes widened, and he reacted abruptly: "Damn it! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Just as he was about to save someone, a shout came from a distance: "What are you doing?"

night.

A heavy rain fell on Mirror City, and the rain poured down.

Mama Xu was still muttering when she left, she looked fine during the day, why did the rain fall as soon as it was said, without any preparations, it kept getting bigger and bigger without any intention of turning it down.

In the study, Gu Fengyao looked up and saw drooping flowers. On the floor-to-ceiling windows, the rain curtain was getting denser and denser like rolling balls, and only a low muffled sound was left when it came into the room.

Pushing the flat mirror frame, he seemed to have forgotten something.

The doorbell rang, and Gu Fengyao opened the door.

The young man raised his head, his black hair wet against his pale face, cold water dripped from his brow bone, and his long and curled eyelashes trembled slightly.

He saw his own silhouette reflected in those lacquer-like eyeballs, the corners of the eyes were bright red, and the bright red lips were as seductive as blood.For a moment, Gu Fengyao thought of hastily scanning through the messy books.

He is like a ghost in a strange novel.

The torrential rain falls into the background.

Gu Qianhuan hugged the things in her arms tightly, clenched the frame with her pale fingertips, and tried her best to smile: "Mr. Gu, I'm back."