aren't we rivals

"The desire I'm fucking talking about is the desire to create, okay?"

Seeing Yu Tingzhi's back disappear into the bathroom, She Shan rolled her eyes, and muttered in a low voice, "Anyway, he's an artist, so he's so uncertain."

Meng Chi was still sitting in front of the tea table, packing the tea sets. He seemed to be used to being watched, and he didn't feel the slightest embarrassment, only calm and natural.

She Shan stood there watching him, and suddenly, she seemed to understand why Yu Tingzhi needed to be calm.

After all, Yu Tingzhi's sexual orientation is male, while Meng Chi is a very attractive man.

Men are lustful things.As a straight man, he also had to admit that if he was a woman, he might covet Meng Chi's body. After all, he was already attracted by Meng Chi's temperament as a man, but fortunately, it was only a desire for creation.

Yu Tingzhi's calmness didn't last long, there was no difference between when he came out and before he went in, except that he had a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face, which made him look a lot more serious.

"It's time to start." Yu Tingzhi said.

She Shan looked at him, a little worried: "Can you do it? Don't be frank for a while, Meng Chi, you will make a fool of yourself."

Yu Tingzhi squinted at him: "Then I won't draw anymore?"

"No, no, no," She Shan shook her head repeatedly, "If you don't paint, then my money is wasted? In order to lure this boy Meng Chi to come here, I bought a whole house full of tea."

Yu Tingzhi glanced at Meng Chi, and suddenly chuckled, "He's worth it."

She Shan snorted and declined to comment.

She Shan's shooting style is very complicated, chaotic, and very self-centered. He only shoots things that he thinks have charm, and it's all based on intuition.

The year she met Meng Chi, She Shan was a senior student at the Academy of Fine Arts. He traveled around to find inspiration for the graduation photography exhibition.He traveled to many places and met many people. Although he took many works, none of them satisfied him until he met Meng Chi.

He couldn't explain why, but he was attracted by Meng Chi's temperament, and Meng Chi's stalking made Meng Chi agree to let him take a group of photos.

That group of "Wild Spring" was his graduation work, and when it was exhibited in the graduation exhibition, it didn't have any amazing effect.

Neither the classmates nor the teacher felt that She Shan's works were so outstanding. At most, they captured a little bit of charm, which would make people pay more attention.

But Sheshan will still take it and submit it for the competition.

This group of photos is thus submerged in countless works.To say not disappointed would be a lie.But She Shan didn't care too much, anyway, he has always been very selfish.

Those who don't like it will not appreciate it, and those who are suitable for him have different views.

Then he met Yu Tingzhi.

The students who watched the excitement came and went, only Yu Tingzhi, who was still in his sophomore year, stopped in front of the work, staring at it with fascination, and did not move for a long time.

She Shan immediately got excited and asked him what he saw.

Yu Tingzhi, the flower of Gaoling, ignored him, and She Shan relentlessly pulled him to talk about his creative feelings. When he said that he felt that the model had a feeling of wanting people to do something, which made him very creative Yu Tingzhi finally hummed, and said with restraint that the pictures were well taken, and he appreciated them a lot.

So She Shan unilaterally regarded Yu Tingzhi as a confidant, and shared any good photos with him as soon as possible. After that, the two naturally became friends.

In fact, in some respects, Yu Tingzhi is indeed consistent with Sheshan's three views. For example, he insists on himself in artistic creation, has a clear personality, but his style is ever-changing.

At the Academy of Fine Arts back then, Yu Tingzhi was famous for his calligraphy and painting except for his face, but he did not take the road of commercialization. He wrote and painted according to his mood, and some inscriptions and paintings would sell. He went out because of repeated requests from his grandfather Yu Zhengmao's friends.

She Shan insisted on asking Yu Tingzhi to paint for him, firstly because Yu Tingzhi was capable, and secondly because Yu Tingzhi understood him.When Yu Tingzhi proposed that Meng Chi would only agree if Meng Chi came to be the model, She Shan agreed without hesitation and used all means to get Meng Chi here.

Of course, She Shan himself is also very fond of Meng Chi, after all, like Yu Tingzhi, he can also see desire in Meng Chi.

Although Yu Tingzhi's desire may be a little bit off now, sexual desire is also a part of the source of inspiration for artistic creation.

After calming down, Yu Tingzhi had a general idea, and after a brief communication with She Shan, he asked Meng Chi to lie down and prepare.

When the living room was converted into a makeshift studio, the sofas were moved next door.In order to make it easier for Yu Tingzhi to paint, She Shan and Yang Zile had to move a couch without a back.

"I figured it out, I'm here to do odd jobs today." Yang Zile said.

Meng Chi: "We can also switch."

Yang Zile glanced at his almost completely naked body, and waved his hands in front of his chest, "No, no, no, I'd better do odd jobs, odd jobs are more suitable for me."

"It's good to do odd jobs," She Shan said, "Be my assistant for a while."

Yang Zile looked at him: "Is there any salary?"

She Shan: "..."

In Yu Tingzhi's vision, it needs to be drawn from his shoulders to below the hip line, occupying a large area of ​​his back, so Meng Chi can't even keep his underwear.

At this, Meng Chi clicked his tongue helplessly: "This is another price."

She Shan clicked his tongue: "You are dedicating your life to art, talking about money is so vulgar."

Meng Chi sat on the sofa squinting at him, and said leisurely, "Art is priceless, but appearance is priceless."

When She Shan heard it, she immediately became happy: "You people in Youran Teahouse are all money lovers, right? Each one is more careful than the other."

"Wealth lovers are not counted," Yang Zile said, "You may not make a profit, but you cannot lose money. If you don't make money, you won't make money."

She Shan: "Good guy, you treat me like a sheep?"

"Hmm." Meng Chi raised his brows and refused to comment.

"Actually, you don't need to take a picture of your face." Yu Tingzhi, who was holding a palette, came over and interjected. Meng Chi choked up and couldn't help but glared at him.

Seeing Yu Tingzhi, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "But figure is also part of appearance."

She Shan looked at him speechlessly, feeling more and more that Yu Tingzhi's ghost was fascinated, and turned his elbow outward.

"Okay, let's start now." She Shan took out a small piece of black cloth from his equipment bag and threw it to Meng Chi, "If you don't want to be naked, just put on this."

Meng Chi subconsciously caught it, and when he unfolded it, he realized that the thin fabric was a pair of thongs, and the straps on the back were still thin silver chains, very sexy.

Meng Chi's eyeballs almost ran away from home again, and he turned his gaze to She Shan stiffly: "You are a pervert, don't you carry this thing with you?"

"I fucking bought it specially," She Shan said confidently, "How convenient this thing is, it can cover up without hindering his painting."

Meng Chi: "..."

Damn, I actually think what he said makes sense.

But it's a bit too much for him to lie in front of Yu Tingzhi wearing this thing, let alone a high school student.

When the high school student saw that thing clearly, he was already so ashamed that he hid as far away as possible. He didn't even bother to talk about extra money, and he didn't plan to collect the wool. After all, his brother seemed to be the sheep waiting to be slaughtered now.

Just when Meng Chi was stiff and speechless, a slender hand with five fingers stretched out, the index finger hooked up the silver chain, and hooked the sexy thong over.

"It doesn't have to be like this." Yu Tingzhi glanced at Meng Chi's slightly flushed ears, "You just need to lie on your stomach."

Meng Chi's gaze swept across Yu Tingzhi's face, and then returned to the silver chain on his fingertips.The touch of the silver chain rubbing against the palm of his hand seemed to be still there, and Meng Chi felt his palm feel hot for no reason, and he began to dream.

Tiancai's hands are not only suitable for making art with tureen, but also suitable for making yellow.

"Well, whatever you say is what you say, anyway, you two did it." She Shan angrily snatched the thing back and stuffed it back into the equipment bag, "Quickly do it, I'll go smoke a cigarette."

Meng Chi: "..."

Can the words not be so vulgar!

After She Shan left here, Yu Tingzhi turned around and continued to prepare the paint, leaving room for Meng Chi to prepare.

When Yu Tingzhi adjusted his color and turned around, Meng Chi was already lying naked on the sofa.

Probably because he was worried that the paint would stain the fabric sofa, Meng Chi took the white cloth covered with an easel and spread it on the sofa before lying on his stomach.

He lay quietly on his stomach, as if trapped in a soft cloud, his whole body was safe and docile.It makes people want to protect, but also makes people want to break.

Looking down along his superior backline, sweeping over the tight buttocks and slender legs, Yu Tingzhi became a little unsteady again.

The author says:

Teacher Yu: I agreed to take this job, but I don't know whether to enjoy it or suffer.