After living with a straight man, I became a menswear boss

After simply having breakfast, the three of them planned to set off.

Before going out, Yu You proposed to come up to get a camera. Seeing everyone staring at him, he smiled and explained: "I also learned some amateur photography in college. I will take it with me by the way. I will see if I can take some pictures later."

Yu Ci raised his eyebrows and acquiesced.

A Nuo is an orphan and lives in a building on stilts with other children in the village.

Children whose parents are not around in the village live here, which is convenient for adults to manage centrally.

This stilted building is located at the end of the village, next door to the village doctor who visited yesterday.

The door was only half opened, and the windows in the hall were not opened.

Yu Ci walked in front with ease, stepping on the stairs to go upstairs.

There are a few children sitting in the living room on the second floor, each of them is working hard with an exercise book.

Yu Ci hooked his lips, and walked towards an older child sitting in the corner: "Arnuo."

A Nuo raised his head from the table, and when he saw him, his face like a little adult suddenly burst into a smile: "Brother Yu Ci, you are here."

The children sitting next to A Nuo also raised their heads, chirping, "Brother Yu Ci, come and see my homework."

"No, read mine first, I'm almost done."

"I've finished writing, let's read mine first."

The living room, which was quiet just now, is now full of chaos.

Yu Ci rubbed the center of his brows, and said with a straight face, "Be quiet, do your homework first."

So the children obediently lowered their heads and went to do their homework.

Yu Ci walked to A Nuo's side, bent slightly to look at the album in his hand: "What are you drawing this time?"

A Nuo shyly hid the drawing book in his hand: "Draw casually, it's not good."

Yu You leaned over curiously, his eyes touched the album, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

It's not just bad drawing, the level of drawing is not much different from that of his six-year-old nephew, a stick figure in the water.

Yu Ci asked a few words and walked to the other side.

The children over there were younger, and when they saw Yu Ci approaching, they happily dragged him to ask questions.

Shi Jin walked to A Nuo's side, and his light eyes fell on his album.

Arnold's hand holding the paintbrush tightened.

He doesn't like others watching him draw, but the good-looking big brother in front of him was brought by brother Yu Ci...

Arnold bit his lip subconsciously, and continued to write.

It was indeed difficult to concentrate at first, but as he drew, he was immersed in the world of painting.

When he finished drawing a few small people holding hands, Arnold found that his big brother was sitting next to him.

He blushed a little, and the hand that originally wanted to draw another villain stopped.

"Try to set a frame first." Shi Jin stretched out his hand, and tapped the blank surface on the album with his fingertips: "First determine the position of the dotted lines and planes."

Arnold was very clever, and almost immediately understood what he meant.

According to Shi Jin's instructions, he fixed the position of writing, and then looked at him eagerly: "And then."

Shi Jin paused.

Drawing people is a slightly later class in sketching, but...

"Determining the structure." Shi Jin pursed her lips: "To draw a person, you first need to determine the frame structure of the human body, but you need to lay a good foundation before you can learn these."

A Nuo lowered his head somewhat hesitantly, but soon he raised his head again, his eyes sparkling: "Big brother, are you good at drawing?"

Shi Jin shook her head: "Only a little bit."

Time is for learning design, design and painting are inseparable, but the sense of time and space is not very good. When I first learned to paint, I was often confused by the three-dimensional surface, and pestered him to practice with her.

So his sketches are basically practiced with time.

Therefore, it is indeed only a little bit.

But in Arnold's eyes, a little bit is very powerful.

His eyes were bright, and the young boy who had just tried to maintain his composure clasped his fingers, and said in a low voice, "Can you teach me how to draw?"

As if he was afraid that Shi Jin would refuse, he quickly added: "Just draw a picture. Tomorrow is Teacher Bai's birthday. I want to draw a picture and give it to her."

"of course."

Arnold happily took out a photo from the exercise book in his schoolbag.

This photo was taken with a Polaroid and was carefully preserved in a book.

A Nuo shyly handed the small photo to Shi Jin: "This was taken by a big sister who came to travel before, and it is a photo of us and the teacher."

In the middle of the photo is a young girl with a neat high ponytail and an off-white backpack on her body. She squats halfway, holds the children on both sides with her arms open, and smiles brightly at the camera.

It is a young and beautiful girl.

Shi Jin glanced roughly, and quickly determined where to strike.

It is just right to draw the Q version of the villain.

Shi Jin picked up the pen and patiently taught Arnold how to draw the frame and outline.

He soon discovered that Arnold's talent in painting was not low. He had no one to teach him before, but he was very capable of absorbing knowledge. Shi Jin only taught him twice, and he was basically able to draw by himself. It looks good.

Shi Jin's eyes were quiet, and the corners of his lips were slightly curved.

He was about to put down his paintbrush when he heard a light shutter sound from his ear.

"Crack-"

Shi Jin turned her head and met Yu You's dark camera.

"Crack-"

Another one.

Yu You took off the camera and looked at the pictures with satisfaction: "Brother Shi Jin, you are so photogenic, do you want to see the photos?"

Shi Jin was not very interested in the photos, so he shook his head and softly refused: "No."

Yu You felt a little pity, but he quickly rolled his eyes and found Yu Ci on the other side: "Brother Yu Ci, look at the photos I took!"

Yu Ci raised his head from the pile of children pestering him: "What photo?"

Yu You raised his chest proudly: "Brother Shijin's photo!"

Yu Ci raised his eyebrows: "Look."

He assigned a few problems to the chattering children, watched them quietly concentrate on the calculations, got up and walked to Yu You's side.

Yu You handed him the camera, and took two steps back silently.

Yu Ci was tall and long-legged, standing beside him made him look like a dwarf.

He should take two steps back.

Yu Ci took the camera and his eyes fell on the screen.

This photo shows a hand holding a paintbrush.

Yu You's angle was found very well. The background of the picture is the half-open window of the bamboo building.

It was raining outside the window, and the pattering rain entangled with the moisture, and there were mottled water marks on the window frame,

Looking out through the window frame divided by bamboo blocks, it is a low sky, covered with dark clouds due to rain, outlining a blue with a light gray tone.

Against the gloomy background with a gloomy tone, the hand in the center of the picture appears extraordinarily white.

Delicate, cold white, well-defined joints.

Yu Ci's gaze stayed for a while.

Yu You scratched his chin and urged him: "There is another one."

The next photo is still in the same position, the difference is that this one is of a person instead of a hand.

Still the background of the window frame.

In the center of the picture is a young man in black who looks slightly sideways.

Cotton raindrops are wrapped around the window, and scattered drops of water are dotted on the window frame.

In this hazy drizzle, the young man's cold skin, crow-black hair, and light-colored lips all seemed to be covered with a layer of mist by the misty rain behind him.

And the most attractive thing is the young man's pale amber pupils.

Across the cold camera screen, wrapped in a lingering alienation, directly reflected in the eyes.

...also reflected in the bottom of my heart.

Yu Ci's heart beat violently.

Yu You's self-satisfied voice was next to his ear: "How about it, I did a good job."

Yu Ci cleared his throat pretentiously: "It's okay."

After a pause, he added: "Give me a copy of the photo."

"No problem." Yu You Bangbang patted his chest with a happy face: "I'll pass it on to you when I get back."

Yu Ci returned to the table.

The moisture outside the window seemed to drift in, wrapping his palms with sticky mist.

The palm of the hand was stained with moisture, and it was wet, just like his heartbeat, chaotic and irregular.

"Brother Yu Ci, how do you do this question?"

Yu Ci sank his thoughts and looked sideways: "Where?"

And Shi Jin, who is the subject of the photo, is looking at the picture album that A Nuo gave him.

Arnold is indeed talented. After a short period of study, the Q version of the villain he drew already has a basic frame shape and is charmingly naive.

Shi Jin praised him: "Not bad."

A Nuo tried hard to purse his lips to prevent his smile from being too obvious. He hugged his picture album, his eyes sparkled: "Thank you, Brother Shi."

After speaking, he held the album again and began to draw.

Shi Jin's eyes also fell on him.

People in the village basically wear their own clothes every day, and Arnold is no exception.

Shi Jin's gaze skipped over the plain buttons decorated in front of him, and landed on A Nuo's cuffs.

The clothes seemed a little too long, and the cuffs were turned over and folded twice, and the complicated buttons sewn on the cuffs could not be seen.

Rubbing the fan buttons in her pocket twice with her fingertips, Shi Jin pursed her lips: "Arnuo, what else do you usually do besides painting?"

A Nuo lowered his head and drew a picture: "Before, Teacher Bai would take me to the square to learn how to dye cloth. When she was not free, I would go up the mountain to cut bamboo and thatch and come back to burn."

Shi Jin caught a word in his words: "Before?"

"Yeah." Arnold's voice was much lower: "Teacher Bai is gone."

Sensing A Nuo's depression, Shi Jin didn't ask any more questions, he took out the fan button from his pocket: "A Nuo, is this fan button yours?"

A Nuo raised his head, his eyes changed suddenly, and before Shi Jin saw his expression clearly, he snatched Fan away: "It's mine, maybe I accidentally dropped it before."

His head was lowered: "Brother Shi, I'm a little sleepy, I want to go back to sleep first."

Shi Jin paused slightly: "Okay."

Yu You, who had been watching silently by the side, was a little puzzled: "His reaction seems a little big."

Shi Jin: "Indeed."

Not just a little bit, but very much.

The thoughts in my mind were chaotic, but there seemed to be a faint thread popping out.

Shi Jin frowned slightly, and just about to get up, he heard Yu You beside him muttering something.

He frowned: "What did you just say?"

"Ah?" Yu You was stunned for a while, and then repeated with some hesitation: "I said, the teacher Bai in the photo is so good-looking, why didn't I see her on the school's photo wall?"