Quick wear: when the male protagonist covets the villain

Tang Yu, who was too obsessed with drawing fruits, didn't notice the surrounding environment.Sensory only the plate of fruit and the painting in front of him.

Depicting the fruits in detail, and then adding "highlight" to them, it immediately becomes more realistic.

After finishing the painting, the corners of Tang Yu's mouth raised, and he leaned back happily, wanting to stretch.

As a result, what touched his back was not the usual air, but his warm body.

"My aesthetic was respected."

Tang Yu was taken aback for a moment, and when he looked back, Jian Zang's expression was imprinted in his eyes.

Pure and elegant, Jian Zang exuded an indescribable nobility.

It would be fine if he didn't speak.

"There are so many people now, it's not good to throw yourself into your arms, let's go private?" Jian Zang approached him, and lightly touched his earlobe.

Then, Jian Zang's hands slowly grasped Tang Yu's shoulders.

In the eyes of others, it was as if Tang Yu was about to fall because of stretching, but Jian Zang kindly helped him.

Ears are hot.

It's almost red.

The pulse of Tang Yu's whole body seemed to be able to feel his heartbeat accelerated by Jian Zang's actions.

"Pound thump", very loud.

Jia Li was on the side, feeling that they got along very harmoniously, how much love they had.

But Zhou Hanhan didn't think so.

He raised his hand and let Jian Zang come in front of him, shyly blinking his eyes in front of Jian Zang.

It's awkward for Jia Li to be so male all the time, and he doesn't know why, he always has the habit of embarrassing others.

Jian Zang was also a little uncomfortable: "Be normal."

"It's not normal to act like a baby." Zhou Hanhan said loudly and firmly, "It's more normal to act like a baby to someone you like."

Jian Zang shook his head: "Stop reading romance letters."

Zhou Hanhan was bold: "What I read is not a romance letter."

Everyone in the studio booed, absolutely thinking about that kind of book.

Thinking of how Jian Zang praised Tang Yu just now, Zhou Hanhan was not convinced: "Then teacher, come and see my painting."

Jian Zang picked up his painting and said: "There is no vitality, no soul, too much force, too little paint."

But looking at a piece of drawing paper, you can indeed see that Zhou Hanhan's drawing paper is about to be pierced by the light paint and the force of the brush.

was criticized unceremoniously.

It was the first time for the students in the studio to see this being sent up for criticism, so they couldn't help laughing.

Jian Zang is a double standard.

Zhou Hanhan tried not to accept it, and after waiting for Jian Zang to leave, he crumpled his painting into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

Then he walked to Tang Yu's position in the corner, Zhou Hanhan wanted to see who this person was, and he was actually praised by Jian Zang.

At first glance, it looks a little familiar.I just want to give my own guidance to his paintings: "You paint like this, it's obviously not good, how can you add orange."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Hanhan leaned over and wanted to use Tang Yu's brush to change it for him.

Tang Yu held his wrist, looked up at him, and smiled softly.

This orange color was taught to him by Jian Zang yesterday.

Before it was added, there was less vitality, but after it was added, the painting was lifelike.

Tang Yu took the paintbrush away from his hand.

Jia Li stood up, pulled Zhou Hanhan over, told Zhou Hanhan to stay away from Tang Yu, and said, "You don't have to worry about the little white rabbit."

Zhou Hanhan glared at him: "You—"

No one has ever been so rude to him.

At first glance, Jia Li doesn't look like a painter, but looks like a thick guy like a bar security guard. Zhou Hanhan's words softened, "I'm just kind."

Jia Li gave a blank look: "Who knows."

Zhou Hanhan: "You you you—"

Jia Li was about to blah, Tang Yu looked at him and shook his head.

"I know who you are."