After the sick and sick young master and the richest man get married

Recently, there was no harassment from Zhang Rong. Lu Weiyi has been painting in the studio with peace of mind. Today the studio is closed for the reunion festival, and most of the students choose to go back to spend time with their families. Only Lu Weilei arrived at the studio on time according to his usual schedule.

And Xu Weiyang hardly had time to rest when he was busy, and the two of them unexpectedly matched each other on this matter.

Song Zhenghao learned of the two's movements in Dajin, and was unable to complain, so he called Xu Weiyang instead.

"It's not that the whole family doesn't come into the house. You two have really taught me a lot. I beg you, you can forget about it today. Your high school students have to come out to breathe, right? You don't feel sorry for your body if it breaks down. ah?!"

After Xu Weiyang hung up Song Zhenghao's phone call, he thought for a while and drove to the studio to pick him up.

It stands to reason that Lu Wei's age is when he loves to play. Children of the same age either go out on dates or go to various entertainment rooms on weekends. Song Zhenghao may not finish talking about the places where he can play for three days and three nights.

But Lu Wei seems to be insulated from all these things, except for the studio and walking the dog, there are basically no other activities.

Xu Weiyang estimated that growing up in such an environment would have a great psychological impact on him.

Lu Wei called before he arrived, but the other party didn't answer when he arrived at the door of the studio. In desperation, Xu Weiyang asked which floor the studio was on, and went straight up to find someone.

The size of this studio is not small, occupying an entire floor of this office building, Xu Weiyang was a little dumbfounded when he came up.

There was no one at the front desk, and he didn't know where Lu Wei was. Fortunately, most of the classrooms were closed today, and within a few steps, he saw a classroom with an open door.

Xu Weiyang raised his hand and knocked on the door, but there was no answer, so he took a look inside. There were more than a dozen easels scattered in it, and the smell of paint was very strong, which he occasionally smelled at home.

The man claims to be a businessman and has no artistic talent. In his eyes, anyone who can paint on paper is a great artist.

Of course, Lu Wei, who has won so many art awards before entering the Academy of Fine Arts to experience systematic study, is even more excellent in his eyes.

In the past, I often heard the Gao family and the Song family praise how talented Gao Lian is. After meeting Lu Wei at the summer camp, his true colors were revealed. It was clear at a glance who was a genius and who was a good-for-nothing. Xu Weiyang was quite curious about what Lu Wei was like in the studio. Son.

Thinking that Lu Wei might not be in this room, he turned around and was about to leave, but just as he was about to leave, he heard the sound of sharpening pencils somewhere. He turned his head and looked at the other end of the classroom, and found that there was another door on the other side.

The man approached and pushed away, and saw the boy sitting by the window at a glance.

The earphones were hung on the other party's ears, and the soft light hit his body, as if he had a barrier, completely isolated from the outside space, and the strange atmosphere made people feel at ease.

In front of him is a half-open scene, and after sharpening the pencil, he continues to write and draw on the paper.

Xu Weiyang walked a few steps forward, but the child still didn't notice it. He leaned in to look at the drawing board in front of Lu Wei, and suddenly found that the drawing was the living room at home.

No matter the style of the sofa, or the silly dog ​​lazily gnawing sheep bones in front of the sofa, they are all exactly the same as the ones in his home. What surprises the man even more is that there are only three colors of black, white and gray on the paper, but he is stunned. The chess piece felt that he had just taken a shower.

Xu Weiyang praised silently, this child is really amazing.

Lu Wei actually likes to stay in the studio on holidays, it's very quiet.Drawing is also very comfortable. I can draw whatever is in my head, and my nerves are extremely relaxed.

After seriously modifying the hair of the chess piece, he wanted to rest his eyes, but in the blink of an eye, a tall figure suddenly appeared out of the corner of his eye.

With a click, the pencil he had just sharpened was broken by him in shock, and the perfect picture also had a little accident out of thin air.

"Why did you come here?" Lu Wei looked at Xu Weiyang in horror.

"Let's see what you are doing outside instead of lying dead at home during the holidays." Xu Weiyang nodded with satisfaction, "Well... the child is very motivated, and he is very satisfied as a father."

Lu Wei twitched the corner of her lips, raised her hand and gave him an arm, "Why do you like to take advantage so much?"

Xu Weiyang gasped when he shouted, then pulled a chair and sat down like a normal person, studying the dog he drew.

"You are too vivid, the pawns will hallucinate when they see it."

"I was originally a painter, how can I get into the University of Fine Arts if I don't express my spirit." Lu Wei rolled his eyes as he watched his grandma Liu enter the Grand View Garden, "Do you like it? You will be a model for me for free, and I will give you one frame."

Although it was relatively quiet during the holidays, there was no one to act as a model for him, so he was forced to find some photos to draw during the good time.

Xu Weiyang looked down at the time, and readily agreed, "Yes."

Lu Wei didn't expect him to agree so quickly, and he doubted whether Xu Weiyang would be patient. To be his model, he had to maintain the same posture for at least two hours.

He asked Xu Weiyang to sit on the still life stage and choose the most relaxed posture, "If you feel bored, you can read a book or a mobile phone."

Xu Weiyang glanced left and right. There was a thick stack of sketch paper and a copying book beside the still life table. It was the first time he came into contact with these things, and he read them seriously.

Lu Wei raised his eyes and saw that the posture of the person in front of him was relaxed, with one leg curled up on the stage and the other hanging down casually, which made Wei Yangfeng very happy.

He is always lazy when he is at home, as if he has no bones. He obviously eats a lot and works out often.

But Lu Wei liked it quite a bit, the Xu Weiyang in his memory should be so wanton.

The stack of sketch paper in Xu Weiyang's hand is Lu Wei's recent homework, the models in the book, the students in the studio, and the dynamic exercises regularly arranged by the teacher every day, all kinds of things.

The man looked at it with gusto. He didn't understand painting at all. He didn't even know what genre or form it was. He also didn't know why Lu Wei used such a large half-open paper to draw chess pieces, but he used it to draw himself. Plain sketching paper.

But the more he looked back, he found that he could feel Lu Wei's emotions from these lines.

If the protagonists are not those specific models, his strokes will be smooth and free; if the protagonists are those fixed people, the emotions in his pictures will be more frizzy, and there are a few small characters written in the middle, [published Society will be lazy. 】

[Why are there so many people with repetitive actions in a book? 】

[Why does this model always have a straight face. 】

Xu Weiyang laughed, he couldn't imagine what Lu Wei would be like in class, would he talk to himself like this?

Lu Wei looked up and saw him smiling, only to notice that Xu Weiyang was looking at his homework, "Why are you reading that, there is a book next to it."

"What was childhood like without seeing a painter, I'm here to see the market."

Xu Weiyang's mouth has always been bad recently, and Lu Wei, who is often angry, couldn't help grinding his teeth, "...then you have to look after it, this painting will be signed with my name later, and the value will double and increase in value in the future."

"Okay, I'll have someone make a frame and frame it when I get home."

Lu Wei, "..."

This is not the first time Lu Wei has painted Xu Weiyang, and the mood is different every time.

This time he was clearly in front of his eyes, but he was a little impatient. He stubbornly made a small draft with sketch paper to compose the picture, and then re-created the shape on a new drawing paper. He didn't forcefully finalize the big shape until the night fell outside. .

Xu Weiyang rubbed his neck, looking tired.

Lu Wei turned on the indoor light, took a few photos of Xu Weiyang for reference, and finally let him down, "Okay, I'll take it home for you when I finish painting."

Xu Weiyang stood in front of the easel and saw the overall picture, and couldn't help being a little surprised in his heart, "Is this a bit big, do you want to do a personal portrait for me?"

"You're so beautiful." Lu Wei packed up his things, washed his hands and locked the studio, "You still haven't said what you're here for today?"

"Song Zhenghao is setting up the game outside, and I will take you out to get some air." Xu Weiyang and Lu Weiyi went down the stairs one after the other.

Lu Wei followed behind, Wen Yan squeezed the belt on his chest, "Oh..." So Xu Weiyang thinks that they can go out to play together now?

It wasn't until the two of them left the building that he came back to his senses.

It's just that before he saw what was happening in front of him, Xu Weiyang cursed extremely rudely, and at the same time held a white ticket in his hand.

Lu Wei couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

"There is a basement in this building where you can park your car. Why did you park here? If you don't post it, whoever you post it to?"

As soon as Xu Weiyang turned his head, he saw the smile on Lu Wei's face. He gritted his teeth and wanted to curse, but he couldn't hold back when he thought of the situation in front of him, so he laughed.

"You didn't answer my call, and you thought you could withdraw if you went up to pick it up. Who knew that after you went up... you couldn't come down."

Lu Wei shook his head, calmly took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code on the red ticket, and paid him the fine.

Xu Weiyang twitched the corners of his lips, "Is it so advanced to pay a fine now?"

"Otherwise?" Lu Wei pointed to the QR code on the receipt, "The universal QR code is convenient for you and me."

Xu Weiyang, "..."