[Full-time] The oil painting version of Huang Shaotian is so handsome

Mu Shiyu's hair grows very fast. The bald head that was shaved last spring will grow back this spring.After looking for a hairdresser to fix it, I can finally get rid of the dilemma of wearing a hat every day.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Mu Shiyu let out a long sigh of relief. Although she didn't like this bob hairstyle very much, it was better than wearing a hat or a wig.

After all, France is about to enter summer, and it is hot and stuffy wearing a wig every day, and maybe it will be covered with something like a scalp disease.

But this short hair is really ugly!

Mu Shiyu was very serious about mental construction, but in the end he couldn't hold back, and asked his adoptive father in sign language, when will his hair grow longer?She really doesn't like herself with short hair at all.

The adoptive father comforted her, saying that Shi Yu, don't worry, according to the growth of your hair, it will definitely return to its previous length in two years.Besides, with your face, any hairstyle looks good.

"Confidence is the most important thing." The barber also comforted him.

【I will try】 Mu Shiyu bit his lower lip and replied.

When the classmates saw her new hairstyle, several of them raised their thumbs up and praised that her new hairstyle looked cool.A few thoughtful female classmates thought that something happened to her, so they came over to ask about her.Mu Shiyu didn't want them to know about his past, so he just made up a reason to fool them.

When Bailisang, the only one who knew the truth, saw her, he also comforted her a few words like her adoptive father.In the end, I made a joke, saying that her hairstyle is very cool, and she doesn't need to blow-dry her hair after washing her hair.

【If you feel cool, you can also cut your hair short】

Bailisang touched his mid-length hair that hadn't been done for half a year in embarrassment: "Who made the barbershops here so expensive? I must bring my own hairdressing tools when I go home during the summer vacation."

Mu Shiyu smiled teasingly, and suggested that he cut it himself, or ask Charly to cut it for you.

Charly is an international student from Russia. As a fighting nation, he thought his hair was too long in winter, so he took a pair of scissors in a fit of anger, wrapped a towel around and cut it himself.It's a pity that due to lack of relevant experience, I cut out a killer shape.Two days later, in a fit of rage again, he cut himself a haircut.

"Forget it then. Although everyone is very happy playing basketball, if I let him cut it, I might as well do it myself." Baili Sang looked disgusted, which made Mu Shiyu smile even happier.

After a while, Bailisang flipped through the afternoon class schedule and asked, "There is no class in the afternoon, do you want to go to the studio?"

【Okay, but I have to go home and get the painting box first】

"Do you want me to accompany you?" Baili Sang's eyes suddenly lit up, "I feel that Paris is not peaceful recently, and there was a robbery case the day before yesterday, so,"

Mu Shiyu interrupted him with a wave of his hand, then tore off a piece of paper expressionlessly and placed it in front of him, 【You want to talk about it】

Baili Sang shrugged: "Then let me be honest, I want to eat your father's cooking."

【You are so welcome】

"Musang people are the best."

After the morning class, Mu Shiyu packed the book bag and hooked Bailisang.The latter understood, and immediately ran over to pick up her bag, followed behind and asked us what we had for dinner today.

She shook her head, indicating that she didn't know what her adoptive father cooked before going out.

When I was leaving the school, I met a French couple, looking at each other, the woman suddenly grabbed the man's ear and began to curse.Mu Shiyu's ears were sharp, and he listened carefully when crossing the road. To the effect that he said look at that Japanese couple, the man can help the woman carry things, and look at you, you don't know anything, what use are you for.

Just wondering why they would be considered Japanese instead of Chinese, Mu Shiyu noticed that Bai Lisang next to him was on the phone with a friend in China, speaking an authentic Kansai accent, no wonder he would be regarded as a Chinese. Japanese.

In fact, this is not the first time they have been mistaken for a couple.

Before this rumor was confirmed, Mu Shiyu and Bailisang both denied it.French, romantic by nature, Mu Shiyu is good-looking, many people come to her to confess their love, and the same goes for Bailisang.The two of them were so annoyed that they gradually acquiesced in being a couple. To put it bluntly, they used each other as a shield.

After all, this kind of thing is still a bit of a disadvantage for the woman. In order to compensate, Bailisang collaborated with her on a few paintings, and used her fame to give her a name.

Now that half a year has passed, Mu Shiyu is well-known for her landscape paintings. When she is not in class, she will also learn to draw that two-dimensional cartoon style.But no matter what the painting is, the angel Huang Huang will comment below, just commenting on the difference between sooner and later.

Occasionally, the adoptive father would joke, saying that Huang Huang might be the yellow-haired child that appeared in your memory.

Mu Shiyu hoped so, but how could there be such a coincidence in the world, if it really happened, it would also appear in the plot of the novel.

The adoptive father smiled and persuaded her to believe that there are many wonders in the world. Maybe there is such a coincidence. Maybe when you recall the appearance of that person, it is the time when you see Huang Huang's true face.

She didn't believe it, but when he shared this with Bailisang, he nodded thoughtfully, affirming his adoptive father's thoughts.

"If you think so, what if?"

Mu Shiyu was stupefied by him, holding his notebook and thinking all afternoon, but he didn't listen to the class well.

That night, after tossing and turning, Mu Shiyu simply sat up, picked up the digital tablet and drew a picture casually.The content in the painting is a memory I recalled a few days ago - row after row of computers, a yellow head sitting in front of one of the machines, as if he was fighting with someone.

This is when I watched Bailisang playing games, and recalled this scene.

The same is true for that person, with his back to her, talking non-stop, and constantly operating his hands.It's a pity that she couldn't even see whether the man won in the end, and the picture ended.

At the end of the drawing, only the content on the computer screen remains.Mu Shiyu was a little sleepy. After thinking about it, he drew the ending page of a game that was very popular recently.

The word "Glory" is very simple and eye-catching.

After hastily naming the painting "Hour of Glory", Mu Shiyu went to sleep.

At this time, a reminder that a friend passed appeared on Twitter, followed by a bunch of familiar Chinese characters.

That person sent a lot of messages, seemingly unaware of the huge time difference between each other.