Please don't be so hard on me!

Luo Minghan didn't know why he stopped suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Thinking that Miao Cun was waiting for him to show the way, he took his shoulders, and the gentleman said, "To the right."

To what extent did Luo Minghan chat with Luo Yuanhe?No, he must not have mentioned his name, otherwise, Teacher Luo should have come to question him yesterday.

"Teacher Luo...what did he say?" Miao Cun forced himself to calm down and asked calmly.

Luo Minghan didn't notice his abnormality, and replied nonchalantly: "I said I found a very talented student, but it's a pity that he was buried in the vocational school. He said to see the finished product when the time comes, if it's really that good," smiled: "I can try to help you."

Miao Cun was silent for a while, "Oh."

He made a decision in a second, to paint Luo Minghan's office with a skilled, commercial style, and a hollow soul oil painting, and to imitate the master's style as much as possible, so that when he sees it in the future, he will say, The painting is just a pile of garbage on the assembly line, so naturally I won't be interested in the painter behind it.

Of course, Miao Cun is an honest person. Since Luo Minghan offered 20 yuan, he will still offer 20 yuan at a commercial level.

Unaware of his small plan, Luo Minghan swiped open the door of the office and welcomed him in.

"Mr. Luo." The receptionist stood up and said hello.

Luo Minghan nodded, and led Miao Cun to introduce: "It's mainly the large conference room and this ten-meter wall. You can use it as you like. I don't have any requirements. The style should be brighter, so that people feel good after seeing it."

A spacious and high office appeared in front of Miao Cun.There are several rows of semi-open desks, the decoration style is simple and tough, and the innermost one is a large transparent office, which should belong to Luo Minghan.The row next to the window is a separate small office, which should be prepared for the project manager. In addition, there are negotiation rooms, research rooms, and several meeting rooms of different sizes.

"Laura," Luo Minghan called to stop a female employee who was walking towards him, "I'll be in my office in 10 minutes."

The one called Laura shrugged. "OK—any coffee?"

The office is very quiet, only the sound of keyboard and mouse. Everyone's computer screen is full of data reports and English reports. They are reports in pure English.

"Don't be restrained," Luo Minghan was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable, and comforted him directly: "They are all busy, and basically have no time to pay attention to you."

The assistant greeted him, seeing Miao Cun's familiarity, and recognized it for a moment, "Oh, you're not—"

Mr. Luo's little boyfriend!

"Hello, call me Lily, Lily, we met," the assistant held out his hand, "Last time you had a high fever, I was the one who helped you find a doctor."

Luo Minghan clapped her hand, "Don't do this with a child," he introduced, "He's here to paint, you help me take care of him, and try to satisfy all needs."

Lily rolled her eyes silently and thought, thank you for knowing that this is a child.

"Thank you for taking care of me before." Miao Cun was very polite.

"You're welcome, I'm just doing things for Mr. Luo. The doctor is his personal doctor, and he hired the nurse," Lily leaned over and teased in a low voice, "For you, Mr. Luo even hired an important client."

Luo Minghan threw the suit he took off into her arms, covering his head and face: "Stay on the road, and get a salary increase at the end of the year."

"Good!" Lily hugged his suit and knelt down, "Thank you, boss." Before going out, she hung up the clothes in the closet.

"Small company, the people below are used to doing whatever they want, so don't take it to heart." Luo Minghan said modestly, while rolling up his sleeves, he slowly took out the filter cup, filter paper, coffee powder and hand pour pot, and asked, "Do you usually drink coffee? ?”

Miao Cun was not in the mood, "If you don't have anything to do now, I'll confirm the style and content with you."

Luo Minghan made it clear early on that he would be given a great deal of freedom, but since it is a relationship between Party A and Party B, the process still has to go.Miao Cun took out the ipad from his schoolbag and showed him the illustrations of the master.

"Can you draw in any style?" Luo Minghan teased slightly, sounding very fond of it, "Too much imitation seems to be detrimental to the growth of geniuses."

Miao Cun said calmly: "Any style."

"The kind of half-finished work you did last time."

"Fauvism." Myu swiped to Matisse's masterpiece on his iPad, "This kind?"

Luo Minghan just glanced at it casually and said, "Yes."

It looked as if what was in front of me was not a masterpiece, but a third-rate example from a photography studio.

"Human body, custom, group portrait, geometry, landscape, still life, abstraction, which one?"

"Listen to your opinion."

Miao Cun didn't answer right away, thinking, his slightly drooping eyes showed concentration.

Incredibly beautiful.

Luo Minghan even wanted to say, just keep your self-portrait.

"I would suggest a human body, a landscape, and the landscape is a big scene, such as the fog in the forest, the morning light on the river," Miao Cun gave his opinion, "but it is up to you whether you accept the human body."

Luo Minghan raised his eyebrows: "You don't want to hire a nude model to stand guard every day, do you?" He stared at Miao Cun, half-truthfully said: "I'm afraid I will be jealous."

Miao Cun choked for a moment, "What's your position to be jealous?"

Luo Minghan couldn't help laughing, it was just a joke, he wasn't so tasteless.

"Okay, a human body, a big scene, it's all up to you, you can use it freely."

Miao Cun put away his iPad, "Then I'll go around the scene."

Luo Minghan called Lili in and asked her to bring Miao Cun.

A few minutes later, Laura entered the office.

"I met and chatted with Daniel from CDC Changqing in the morning. They are still interested in live broadcast e-commerce in the second half of the year, and they are planning to start a project. You have researched it before, start to prepare, and go to connect with his subordinates."

"Okay," Laura raised her eyebrows. "How did the CDC perform in the first half of the year? During this period of time, the government has increased supervision on the Internet, and the macro policy is not stable. I thought they would not take action."

The aroma of coffee overflowed from the pouring pot. Luo Minghan said lightly: "You don't have to worry about them. Some of the consumption projects you invested in before have grown very well. This year, you have also received a lot of money. It is the time when there is a shortage of projects." Pause After a pause, he pondered and said: "But I'm really waiting and watching, let's put related policy issues into the scope."

They are all cooperating with the top funds of tier1 in the Chinese market, with strong anti-risk capabilities, so there is really no need to worry.Laura felt emotional: "Daniel still has vision."

The two chatted for more than ten minutes while drinking coffee in the office. Luo Minghan did not lower the blinds and watched Miao Cun communicate with Lily.

"Huh," Laura teased him, "Some people use public weapons for private use."

Luo Minghan laughed: "You know again? Don't talk nonsense, our relationship is very innocent."

He never avoids changing boyfriends, Laura swears in her heart, yes, yes, now she is very innocent, but after two months of painting, she looks down every day and sees her every day, and makes appointments for dinner or afternoon tea all day long, and sends them home at night Master, under this kind of offensive, it is very difficult to maintain innocence!

"The oil paintings will hang here in the future," Lily patted the high wall, "Boss Luo said that you probably won't be able to rent a studio that is spacious enough in a short time, so I'll just use this meeting room as your studio."

Luo Minghan probably thought that he was usually painting in a corner of his living room, and he didn't even have a decent studio.Miao Cun did not refute, but only said: "The oil painting is very dirty, the conference tables and chairs have to be moved out, and the walls, floors, and windows have to be sealed with plastic paper, and they will be dismantled after the completion of the work."

"Okay," Lily wrote down quickly, "I'll find someone to fix it after get off work at night."

"The list I gave Luo Minghan before, did he pass it to you?"

Lily nodded, "It's all ready, and I'll be there in the afternoon." Good guy, there are so many of them, she didn't even know that drawing oil paintings is so troublesome.

After checking the details, Miao Cun was about to leave, but Lily caught him and said, "Don't go—Boss Luo said he wanted to have dinner with you at noon."

"I do not want."

Lily: "..."

So proud, so headstrong, different from Mr. Luo's former boyfriend.

The painting officially started on the second day.

Miao Cun was still in a T-shirt and sweatpants, and he stuffed an old cotton T in his bag, which was specially used for waste.

It takes one bus and three subways to get here from the villa, and the commuting time is one and a half hours. Miao Cun came here in the morning rush hour, and finally arrived at the office building. He was speechless after going through mountains and rivers.

Didn't have time to eat breakfast.

Mannequins are often collaborated, and Miao Cun deliberately did not choose a student from the Academy of Fine Arts, but a folk dancer named Jia Jia.Her body is slender and plump, her limbs are long and slender, but her thighs and arms are firm and sensual, her face is free of makeup, her big eyes have natural wide double eyelids, which allows her to express the artist's vision vividly. emotion.

The important thing is that Jiajia has never cooperated with Luo Yuanhe, she has only heard of Luo Yuanhe, but has never seen him.

Miao Cun asked her to wear tight-fitting skin-colored exercise clothes with a low-saturated dark blue background cloth on the back. She squatted on the ground with bare feet on her side, her thighs tightly pressed against her bosom, and her profile was lightly pressed against her knees, with a distracted look on her face.

This is a very conventional pose. Miao Cun is determined to draw a human body that is close to Fauvism and Expressionism. It is concise, straightforward, with simple lines, and only allows the colors to be fully released in the picture.

The glass walls were all covered, and no one came to disturb or watch the fun.

Except Luo Minghan.

When Miao Cun paints, he has no other distractions. He automatically rejects all external sounds without plugging in headphones, and his brain is silent.When Jiajia saw Luo Minghan, he knew at a glance that he must be the boss, with a polite smile on his face, Miao Cun said lightly: "Don't move."

Luo Minghan leaned against the door, holding a paper coffee cup in his hand, watching his drawing back without saying a word.

When Luo Yuanhe was learning to paint, he made his house look like a paint bucket exploded, which was very annoying. Why did it become so painful when he came to Miao Cun's place?

Luo Minghan's heart itch when he saw it, he wished he could hold him in his arms and tease him while letting him draw, when the time came, his pen would be limp and weak, just like others.The person was shivering finely in his arms, so the brush strokes also trembled.

Lily was waiting to remind him of the meeting, but no one was there, and finally caught the boss in the tea room——

"Why did you steal my peppermint tea?"

Luo Minghan's every word was like a toothache: "Jiang, Huo."

Lily hated him for being ruthless, "I don't know how to send someone to work in the morning, can you bear it, I'll back four times!"

The peppermint tea was terrible, Luo Minghan frowned: "How do you know?"

"How far is the university town from here? I've been tossing around like this during my internship. It takes an hour and a half each time." Lily's eyes were full of moral condemnation: "I'm not even willing to take a private car to pick me up, I'm so stingy."

He wanted to ask someone during lunch, but Miao Cun directly rejected him on the grounds that he had an appointment with a model.

After lingering at night, the company is full of introverts. Under the high salary and high pressure, no one will leave at eleven o'clock. On the contrary, Luo Minghan, the boss, is the most leisurely.

But today is an exception, he also tossed until twelve o'clock today, the whole company was emptied, and the office with the nameplate of the senior partner was still on.

Gaga left early in the afternoon, and Miao Cun started a draft of the landscape at night.It sounds nonsense to paint two paintings at the same time, but he just wants to finish the work quickly and get paid quickly, because he still has to go to Xishuangbanna.

There was a light knock on the glass door: "Why haven't you left yet?"

Miao Cun was washing his brushes. Hearing the words, he half raised his head and said, "Let's go now."

Luo Minghan held his suit in his hand, and his tie was loosened a little. He looked casual and unruly, not as serious as he was during the day.He walked into the meeting room, the air was filled with the smell of turpentine and paint, which set off his gentle tone: "Actually, you don't need to draw so late."

Miao Cun wiped his hands, turned his back and took off his T-shirt, "It doesn't matter, just draw more when you are in good condition at night."

Luo Minghan's eyes stopped on his waist and abdomen, his breathing stagnated indistinctly, and his voice was a little hoarse when he spoke again: "You really don't think of me as a bad person."

The clothes were thrown casually, and landed gently on the easel, as if they had landed in Luo Minghan's heart.

Miao Cun mocked in his heart, thinking that you have never lived in a boys' dormitory, put on the one you wore in the morning, and said with lowered eyes: "You are not a male dog, you can get into heat just by seeing people take off their clothes."

It was cursing, Luo Minghan was sure of it.

But he was itchy from being scolded, his eyes darkened, and he really wanted to grab his wrist and teach him what is called a "male dog" and what is called "in heat".

Unaware of it, Miao Cun bent down to pick up the schoolbag, and bumped into Luo Minghan's chest when he turned around.He grunted when he was bumped, covered the tip of his nose and asked angrily, "What are you doing!"

Instead of retreating, Luo Minghan advanced, propped his hands on the edge of the table, and slowly forced people to retreat until there was no way to retreat.

"Do you know that it's very dangerous to swear like this." He said narrowly and lowly, with the tip of his nose almost touching him, "Why don't you swear a few more times, huh?"