[Comprehensive Korean Drama] Attack!Male match!

"The day before yesterday, Zheng Yu, a talented painter known as Little Monet, unfortunately passed away at the age of 25. After investigation, Zheng Yu accidentally rolled over while driving at high speed in order to avoid several Yuji cars, and died on the spot."

"As soon as the news of the death of this young genius known as the romantic son spread, countless fans cried bitterly. This is not only a loss for our country, but also a loss for the international oil painting industry."

"Master Zhengyu, Master Zhengyu, it's time to get up."

"Huh?" Slowly opened his eyes, the original Zheng Yu and the current Xu Zhengyu stared at the exquisite ceiling in a daze, and regained their senses a little bit.

Not after all, the world in the dream.

Already, how many years have passed?

The villain who had just woken up pinched his forehead with his hands, frowning slightly, as if an adult was deep in thought.

After a long time, I didn't know whether the gradually blurred Zheng Yu in my memory was real, or whether Xu Zhengyu was real now.

Is Zhuang Zhou turning into a butterfly?Or did the butterfly turn into Zhuang Zhou?

Seeing that the young master looked like an adult again, the maid couldn't help pursing her lips, and stepped forward to help dress, "Master Zhengyu, isn't there a celebration for the [-]th anniversary of the establishment of the hotel today, there are many things to prepare, I have to try on the dress later."

Hearing this, Zhengyu felt dizzy. He couldn't care less about the problem just now, and muttered with a bit of childishness, "Didn't you keep trying a few days ago? It was already decided yesterday, right? try?"

In formal dresses, men's clothing is far more complicated than women's clothing. From the inside to the outside, from top to bottom, everything from shirts, vests, jackets, trousers, leather shoes, to bow ties, cuff buttons and belts, everything is fine. Children who are just about to go to elementary school are not sloppy at all.

The maid patted the young master's tender cheeks sympathetically, "Because Madam heard that Master Gongcan suddenly tried two sets last night, so."

Zhengyu sighed.So Ms. Zhang's mother, who never wants to admit defeat, is not willing to lag behind and toss herself.

"Then," the appointee put on his shoes and stood on the ground, Zhengyu asked lazily, "The party starts at seven o'clock, right? How many sets do I want to try?"

"Huh~!" Running out of the fitting room as if fleeing for his life, Zhengyu's small body rushed into the studio like the wind, closed the door forcefully, patted his chest, and took a deep breath with lingering fear.

Really, really terrible!

Thinking back to the long row of clothes just now, Zheng Yu still shivered with fear.

The competitiveness of women and all that, is really scary.

However, when his eyes fell on the seemingly disorganized painting tools in front of him, Zhengyu's beautiful face revealed a tenderness that was indescribable in words.

very nice.

Sitting in front of the easel with a small body, she held a pen in one hand and a palette in the other with some difficulty. The immature Baozi's face was full of seriousness.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows are facing the clear artificial lake, and many strong maple trees are planted densely by the lake.It's autumn, and the maple leaves are as red as blood. With the slight autumn wind, they float down and gently fall into the calm water, causing ripples.

When Xue Gongcan came in, he saw such a picture:

The delicate villain is bathed in the autumn afternoon sun, hazy with a circle of gold trim, against the beautiful scenery outside the window, it looks particularly seductive.

It is simply, the beauty is a little thrilling.

Xue Gongcan, who has not graduated from the first grade of elementary school, came up with the word "thrilling" very well.He has always known that his younger brother is good-looking, but he has never been so shocked like today.

"Well, Zhengyu," the little Xue Gongcan suddenly became a little jealous of the paintings that Zhengyu carefully painted, "Let's go out and play."

"Huh?" Zheng Yu, who was engrossed in painting, didn't realize that someone was coming in. With a shake of his raised hand, a touch of orange and yellow rubbed against the pink blue next to him.

Well, the villain sighs, ruined.

Although the paint of oil painting has a strong covering power, the two colors are too different.

Moreover, after being interrupted midway, the enthusiasm just now can never be regained.

"That, Zhengyu, I'm sorry." Xue Gongcan, who had known for a long time how high his brother's requirements for painting were, realized belatedly that something bad happened to him, very likely.

Forget it, Zhengyu put down the things in his hands, walked to the nearby sink to wash his hands, shrugged indifferently, "Okay, it's okay, it's just practice anyway."

"Ah, really?" The honest kid Xue Gongcan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard it, but he still looked at Zhengyu with some uneasiness, and then glanced at the unfinished but already beautiful painting, murmured He muttered, "But it looks like a lot of effort."

Zheng Yu walked over, with a sloppy smile that didn't match his age, he tore off the canvas casually, rubbed it and threw it into the trash can in the corner, "It's okay." But it only took two hours, that's all.

"Zhengyu, I heard that Gongcan is here." Ms. Zhang pushed the door open, and suddenly saw two little radish heads looking up at herself, and smiled, "Oh, it's already here."

"Ms. Zhang, hello." Gong Can turned around and saluted her with a serious face, his small face was full of seriousness.

"Oh, Gongcan is fine too, that's it." Ms. Zhang nodded with a smile, and then her eyes fell on the neat little dress on the other party's body, and her face changed suddenly.

Zhengyu on the one side felt bad when he saw her expression, and tried his best to wink at Xue Gongcan who was about to look over, while carefully moving towards the door.

"Zhengyu, are your eyes uncomfortable?" The honest child Gongcan couldn't comprehend this kind of high-spirited eye contact at all, and looked at Zhengyu who blinked with a pair of phoenix eyes with a cute face, his tone was full of worry, "Ms. Zhang, take a look"

"Zhengyu!" Ms. Zhang, who had just let down her vigilance, quickly turned around and picked up Zhengyu who was trying to escape. Already dressed!"

"Hey, let me go!" Zheng Yu, who is more than five years old physically, is already in his 20s mentally, feeling quite ashamed at the current position of being tucked under his arms like a package, and couldn't help but feel ashamed. Struggling, "Put me down!"

Ms. Zhang ignored him at all, and smiled at Xue Gongcan, who was already used to it, "Gongcan, be good, let's go to the hotel together after our family Zhengyu has changed clothes, why don't you go to the living room to have some snacks first?"

"Oh," Gongcan nodded obediently, looked at Zhengyu whose face was flushed because of shyness or violent struggle, and murmured, "I'm waiting for you."

"Hey! Xue Gongcan!" Zhengyu, who failed to escape, waved his small fist angrily at the stupid Xue Gongcan behind him, "Idiot, it's all your fault! Xue Gongcan is a big idiot! Oops!"

Ms. Zhang was afraid of the little buttocks that could not be twitched for a while, and she muttered to herself, "Ah, Ms. Li actually chose a black dress with gold trim for Gong Chan, so my Zhengyu can't wear that one, oh , By the way, there is also a set of silver, white and gold-rimmed ones. My house is so beautiful, and it must look good in clothes! Yes, that purple set is also very good, ah, just change them all and try them out."

Zhengyu's body froze suddenly, and he shouted in despair: "Hey, Xue Gongcan, come and save me, you idiot, woohoo!"

"Huh~"

Xue Gongcan looked at Zhengyu who was almost dying beside him, and took out a handkerchief to wipe his forehead, "Zhengyu, are you okay?"

"It's something!" Zhengyu, who was still weak just now, jumped up from the large leather seat of the car, glaring at him fiercely, "Why are you reminding mom!" said the one who almost slipped away .

The narrow and watery phoenix eyes, even if stared at, are not intimidating, and with Zheng Yu's flushed cheeks after being tossed so badly at the moment, Gong Chan will not admit that he swallowed quietly just now.

"Well, I thought you were not feeling well." Gong Chan looked at him with some grievances, his innocent big eyes could not see a trace of deceit.

Helplessly paralyzed back, Zheng Yu waved his hands weakly, "Forget it, I've already despaired of you, let's say," he slightly raised his eyelids, and looked at Gong Chan sideways, "Is it so difficult for you to take cover? "

Gong Chan shook his head seriously, "No, as Grandpa said, a good boy must not lie."

Zheng Yu blinked, leaned closer to a baby's fat face, and said persuasively, "Idiot, that's not lying, it's just, uh, just helping."

Gongcan thought for a while, and finally shook his head, very firm: "No, you can't lie when you help."

Zheng Yu turned her head angrily, "Hmph!"

Gongcan smoothed his curled up hair like a big brother, and stretched out his short arms with some difficulty, "Zhengyu, your bow tie is crooked."

"You take care of me!"

"Don't move, oops, it's even more crooked."

"Huh! ╭(╯^╰)╮~"

Mr. Zhang, who was driving in front, looked in the rearview mirror at the two young masters who were still angry just now, but now they were muttering together and studying each other's bow ties, and shook his head with a smile.