The model male of the Zerg

Art fairs are really crowded.

Especially when the exhibitor is a male, it is almost crowded.

Lu Xi pressed his hat, and was stubbornly welded in place under the impact of the huge torrent of people, and the flood separated him.

No one can shake the heart of a male in love.

Holding Xia Baiyuan's coat in his hand, Lu Xi waited for his lovely lover to come back from the toilet.

The painting style of this area tends to be majestic, and passionate music is played in the exhibition hall in a timely manner, and Lu Xi suddenly has a sense of tragedy as a soldier sticking to the frontier of the motherland.

When Xia Baiyuan came out, Lu Xi was already in tears, and he didn't know what to think.

Xia Baiyuan separated from the crowd, took the coat, and carefully supported Lu Xi's arm: "Has the money been stolen?"

Lu Xi: "..."

He touched his trouser pocket, his face collapsed: "My card was stolen."

Xia Baiyuan grinned, and took out a silver card from his uniform pocket: "Here."

Lu Xi hugged Xia Baiyuan's uniform in his arms and looked at it closely. The thief had no way to start, and what he finally stole was an empty card holder left on his body.

Lu Xi looked at the card in Xia Baiyuan's hand: "When did you take it?"

Lu Xi's cold and pale cheeks were slightly red: This makes him look very...

Xia Baiyuan shrugged: "Do whatever you want."

What a handy one.

Lu Xi stuffed the card back into his pocket, cleared his throat and said, "Let's go, let's go to the exhibition."

Xia Baiyuan also stopped talking at the right time, although he really wanted to see Lu Xi's distress, but this time let him go.

They wandered in the crowded corridor, surrounded by people full of compliments, Lu Xi and Xia Baiyuan in the crowd were like two genetically mutated corns, half a head taller out of thin air.

Thanks to their height, they were able to breathe slightly cooler air at high altitude.

But there is a saying that God has opened a window for you, and God has appointed you to weld the prison door shut.

With no shelter, Lu Xi's line of sight bumped into the exhibits on the wall.

Unconstrained lines, whimsical handprints, and bold colors——

How about this gentleman's artistic thinking, Lu Xi, a mere unknown person, dare not make rash judgments, but his eyes are really hot.

He subconsciously turned his head away, washing his eyes with Xia Baiyuan's beauty.

That's like listening to celestial music.

Xia Baiyuan's brows were tightly frowned, as if he had cracked open the melon seeds but couldn't find the melon seeds in the broken shell.

But he couldn't find the melon seed in the end, and looked at Lu Xi for help: "How much can these paintings sell for?"

As soon as these words came out, several female insects nearby cast contemptuous glances.

It is blasphemy to value works of art with money.

Lu Xi was immersed in his beauty, and subconsciously said: "Selling to waste collectors thinks the paint on it is heavy, and they will lose money in vain."

As soon as the words came out, the piercing eyes from all directions almost pierced the two of them, and blood flowed horizontally.

Lu Xi blinked slowly, and laughed awkwardly: "I'm just kidding, I don't know how to draw, this painting must be worth a car!"

Lu Xi's vulgar persona immediately became popular, and in exchange for a few sneers, no one condescended to wink at him anymore.

Xia Baiyuan looked at him fixedly, with no expression on his face, Lu Xi felt a little uncomfortable: "What's wrong?"

Xia Baiyuan grabbed Lu Xi's sleeve and leaned towards Lu Xi, his warm breath hitting Lu Xi's ear.

"Can you really change a car?"

Lu Xi was taken aback for a moment, endured it, endured it again, and finally couldn't hold back his smile.

It is really rare for Lu Xi to be so successful.

Under Xia Baiyuan's surprised eyes, Lu Xi was out of breath from laughing.

After finally stopping the laughter, Lu Xi stretched out his index finger and hooked Xia Baiyuan's left ear.

Lu Xi: "Change a few."

This is what it means.

Under the pollution of the strong family atmosphere, Lu Xi is also a good hand at yin and yang.

There are many famous painters in this era, but in this gallery, Lu Xi has never heard of the signatures that stalk every painting and occupy half of the country.

However, it is better than some "big collectors" who leave their signatures on other people's works.

It was meaningless to look any further, and it was so crowded that Lu Xi was almost deprived of oxygen. He dragged Xia Baiyuan against the crowd, and finally managed to escape from the exhibition after leaving eight footprints on the shoe.

Outside the exhibition, the whole street can be seen everywhere with poor painters who make a living by painting portraits of tourists with their drawing boards.

Most of these females are genetically low-level, unable to earn a lot of money like military females, and can only rely on some small jobs to make ends meet.I heard that a famous artist came here to hold an exhibition, so I also came to get some light.

In the crowded exhibition hall, turning on the maximum power of the ventilation fan is just a drop in the bucket, and the fresh air makes Lu Xi feel light all over when he goes out.

Xia Baiyuan looked at the surrounding painters thoughtfully, and asked, "What's the difference between their paintings and the pictures?"

Lu Xi spread his hands: "At least this is something we can afford."

He asked an idle painting stall owner, "How much is a double painting?"

The stall owner took a look at Lu Xi and Xia Baiyuan, and a look of amazement flashed across his eyes: "One thousand for the half body, three hundred for the hands."

The difficulty of drawing hands has to be increased by one level, which is troublesome and troublesome, and the price will be calculated separately.

But even so, it can only be regarded as the cost price, earning hard money.

Lu Xi didn't have any objection to this, it took him 15 minutes to put Xia Baiyuan into a beautiful pose, and the stall owner waited for him with a good temper.

Lu Xi took three steps back, scanning Xia Baiyuan up and down with a serious expression.

Tears were almost streaming from the corners of his mouth.

Help, so handsome! ! !

This is already a handsome man who kills and sets fire!

Xia Baiyuan: "Is this okay?"

Lu Xi nodded calmly, leaning against Xia Baiyuan and put his head down: "That's it."

The stall owner gave Lu Xi a surprised look.

The two customers accidentally posed in the golden ratio pose, and it was a perfect painting directly on the canvas.

Lu Xi: "Is there a problem?"

Stall owner: "No, no, not at all."

Everything was ready, and the stall owner was about to pick up his pen and start drawing, when a harsh whistle sounded from a distance.

Sooner or later, the thin stall owner bounced on the spot as if he had been electrocuted, and packed his things in two snaps. His movements were so nimble that one wondered if he had been specially trained.

"Security is here!!"

"Run! We're here to catch people!!"

"Didn't you just catch it half an hour ago!"

"I'm only halfway through the sketch!"

In just a few tens of seconds, all the stall owners scattered like birds and beasts, leaving only the tourists all over the place looking at each other in blank dismay.

"Sorry, sorry! I have to run first!"

The stall owner apologized to Lu Xi one after another. He picked up the thing, and the heavy support weighed on his back, turning it into a flat question mark, and ran forward.

"Stop! Stop!!"

The big-armed security guard blew past Lu Xi like a gust of wind, chasing after the stall owner.

Lu Xi: "..."

Xia Baiyuan: "..."

They watched helplessly as the stall owner ran in front at a speed of 7m/s, and the security guard chased behind him at a speed of 12m/s. After five thrilling seconds, the security guard threw the stall owner to the ground. .

Ping, ping, ping, ping-pong, things fell to the ground, and the corners of Lu Xi's eyes twitched.

Ah, Dabai... Dabai lost...

"I've caught you! I've warned you several times, don't interfere with this exhibition, if you continue like this, I won't be able to keep my job!"

The stall owner lost all his belongings, but he didn't have time to be sad. After getting up from the ground, he grabbed his sleeves and smiled apologetically: "You are tired, you are tired, just bypass me this time."

The security guard sighed, his brows twitched: "I just want to say, please forgive me, really..."

The security guard muttered, and bent over to pick up the easel: "It's confiscated, don't blame me, who made you piss off Your Excellency..."

The stall owner's cheek twitched, making the smile on his face look like a messed up canvas, messed up.

"Have your things been confiscated?"

When the security guard walked away, a voice appeared next to his ears. The stall owner raised his head and met his bright red eyes. He was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head again, and said in a low voice, "I can't draw pictures for you. Yes, my easel was confiscated..."

Lu Xi: "Then go buy another one. Aren't there many art supplies around here?"

The stall owner rubbed his hands in embarrassment: "I can't afford it anymore, and I still owe a lot of money."

Lu Xi looked at him: "That is to say, you have nothing to do all day?"

The stall owner sniffled and shivered in the cold wind, his paint was all over the floor.

Lu Xi reached out and took out the silver card from his pocket, and handed it to the stall owner: "Me and..."

He glanced at Xia Baiyuan quickly, and said calmly: "My mistress and I want to hire you for a day. We want to stroll around here, and you are responsible for drawing our portraits."

Female female female, female female female female!

Xia Baiyuan: "It's one thousand for the half body, three hundred for the hand, it's calculated by piece."

Lu Xi took a sneak look at Xia Baiyuan, Xia Baiyuan's ears were slightly red, and he was about to bite his tongue when he saw it: "This is a deposit in advance, you can go and buy what you need."

The stall owner stared blankly at Lu Xi, like a non-chieftain who is suddenly favored by fate after getting used to bad luck, and it took him a long time to react.

He quickly took Lu Xi's card, and said in a stack: "Thank you, thank you! You are a generous gentleman, you and your mistress will be happy and happy!"

Regarding the fact that Lu Xi had no pheromone at all, the stall owner thought it was a fart.

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They didn't stop for a whole day, the stall owner's physical strength couldn't keep up, his body was destroyed by long-term malnutrition, even Lu Xi was much better than him.

In the end, Xia Baiyuan took all the things from the stall owner, and made the poor stall owner thank him again with trepidation.

Lu Xi looked at Xia Baiyuan and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

The silver-haired Qingjun female rolled up her sleeves, revealing a white and slender forearm. He casually walked along the roadside tree-lined path with an easel on his back.

No matter what Xia Baiyuan was doing, he didn't seem to have a sense of disobedience, as if he was born to do this.

"Xia Baiyuan."

Xia Baiyuan turned his head when he heard the sound, and looked at Lu Xi.

They stood in a square, and with the sudden sound of music, the fountain behind Lu Xi soared into the sky——

Lu Xi's voice was covered by the music.

When the music stopped, Xia Baiyuan asked, "What did you just say?"

"and many more!!!"

The excited voice of the stall owner interrupted them, he rushed over, his dark eyes were sleepy all the time, but now they were amazingly bright: "Don't move, I'm going to draw this scene!!"

Lu Xi and Xia Baiyuan looked at each other and reached an agreement.

The easel is set up, the canvas is stretched, and the stall owner arranges a row of paintbrushes.

The skinny female looks like a general in formation, his shadow in the sunlight is extremely majestic.

The enthusiasm for creation ignited in his eyes, he took a deep breath, and pressed the pen to the canvas.

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"finished!"

The stall owner took back his pen and looked at his painting with a very satisfied expression.

Lu Xi and Xia Baiyuan ran over excitedly, and stood side by side behind the stall owner, curiously watching the final result.

It was a... very strange painting.

It's not really a portrait, there are no lines, you can't even tell who it is.

At best, they can only be regarded as some blurred color blocks. People who are short-sighted may be able to imagine the appearance of the model by squinting their eyes.

But Xia Baiyuan really liked it.

Looking at this painting, he would think of the sunshine in the morning after the rain, the gentle breeze in the evening, and the gentle and tender eyes of Lu Xi when he looked at him.

"How, how?"

The stall owner is only now worried.

No one would draw a portrait like this, and they don't even know who it is, so it's no wonder the employer isn't angry...

It shouldn't be painted like this, it shouldn't be painted like this, these two well-meaning employers helped themselves in this way, but such a painting can only be regarded as a fool at best.

"I, I'll take it back and polish it!"

But the black-haired Zerg who had been looking at the canvas held down the stall owner's hand.

He straightened up, without taking his eyes off the canvas, and murmured, "Isn't this pretty good?"

The stall owner was taken aback: "Huh?"

Lu Xi took off the painting and looked at it silently.

There is no record of this painting in history, there is no such genre.

But he loved it, very, very much.

The moment he saw it, it was as if his whole body was electrified, numb.

Xia Baiyuan: "I think it's pretty good."

Lu Xi raised his head, smiled and said, "I also think this painting is really beautiful."

"..."

"Staller, can you draw more—ah, why are you crying!"

"Lu Xi, did we talk about something?"

"I promise not."

"But he cried until his nose came out..."

……

……

Under the comfort of the two panicked, the stall owner stammered and spoke intermittently, finally letting the two understand that he was not sad.

I was so moved that I cried like a dog.

"N-no one has ever been so sure about me whooping—they all said I was drawing shit..."

Lu Xi and Xia Baiyuan were at a loss for what to do.

Neither of them was the type to attract the weak, and the stray animals screamed and ran away when they saw them 30 meters away.

Dogs hate cats.

When I first met a stall owner like this, it was very...

Lu Xi took out a tissue and handed it to the stall owner, who finally stopped crying after sobbing.

After wiping his nose hard, he said in embarrassment, "I just laughed."

"It doesn't matter." Lu Xi pointed to the lower right corner of the canvas and said, "Can you sign me here?"

The stall owner was so moved again that he even wanted to refuse the money.

Xia Baiyuan: "You still owe money, right?"

The stall owner: "..."

It hurts to come back to reality.

He accepted the money embarrassingly, and while leaving his signature on the canvas, he whispered: "In the future, if you ask me to paint, you can get a [-]% discount."

"Thank you."

Lu Xi glanced at the signature, the stall owner's name was "Mo Liang".

This name has never been heard before, and Mo Liang has not left any traces in history.

This made Lu Xi feel a little pity.But he didn't make too much sentimental. After all, art is something, who can say for sure?

"Let's go."

"Ah."

They took a pile of paintings and walked back slowly under the burning clouds all over the sky.

Xia Baiyuan seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and asked, "What did you want to say just now?"

"..."

"Lu Xi?"

"Ah...that ah..."

Lu Xi stretched out his hand and scratched his cheeks, his cheeks were covered with a rosy glow by the setting sun, his eyes flickered, and he hesitated for several seconds.

Xia Baiyuan waited patiently.

"I want to say that although we are still students now, we are already adults..."

Xia Baiyuan's heart skipped a beat, and a premonition gradually came to him.

He stopped breathing.

"This kind of words really need to look at the atmosphere!"

Lu Xi scratched his hair vigorously, and finally said cruelly: "Xia Baiyuan, you, you, marry me!"

wow——

All the sounds are fading away, like the ebbing sea water.

Only Lu Xi was left in the world. He was wearing colorful clouds and stretched out his hand towards himself.

"Be my queen!"

Xia Baiyuan seemed to be thrown to the highest point, and fell lightly, finally stepping on the solid ground.

He wasn't sure if he was smiling, but the corners of his mouth seemed to turn upwards.

"it is good."

He held Lu Xi's hand: "I promise you."

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The sunset 3000 years ago seems to be no different from 3000 years later.

But at a certain moment, some small changes took place in the world under the sun.

The female insect Lu Xi woke up from the dream. He wiped off the sweat from his face, only to realize that he had just fallen asleep lying on the desk.

He sat on the chair blankly, and after a long while, he lowered his head and continued to read the book.

[This is a legendary art master who changed the direction of the entire art world by himself.But what few people know is that he almost gave up his talent. At that time, no one could understand his greatness...]

[But at the most difficult time in his career, he encountered an opportunity to change his life. 】

【So far we still don’t know who actually bought this master’s painting, but the encouragement they left behind has run through the master’s life and has become one of his spiritual pillars. 】

[This master is named Mo Liang. 】

In the picture on the left, two people can be vaguely seen looking at each other.

Just can't see who it is.

At the bottom, there is a line of small characters: [A copy drawn by Mo Liang based on his impression in the later period, the first edition has been lost]

Lu Xi frowned.

Before going to bed, I seemed to see this passage distorted, it was not like this...

After thinking for a long time, he still patted his forehead and turned to the next page giving up.

Probably an illusion.

He was watching very intently, and did not hear the slight footsteps at the door.

Lu Mo chuckled in the corridor.