Han Yu's mountain flower Zhengyan

When Park Hye-yeon came out with tea, Gray was bending over to look at the fish in the fish tank.

The fish tank is placed on the shelf between the kitchen and the living room. Apart from the big fish tank, there are pictures of the siblings on the shelf. He was actually looking at the picture before, and pretended to be looking at the fish when he saw her come out. .

"Okay, come and drink tea." She put the things on the coffee table, "You guys don't seem to like sweet things very much, so I only added lemon to the black tea."

The moment she bent down, the long hair that was originally hanging on the back of her head fell to her chest. She was worried that the tip of the hair would fall into the teacup, but someone had already taken the first step to help her catch the slipping hair.

After she stood up, Gray reluctantly let go of her hair. After a long while, he felt the light fragrance of her hair still lingering on his fingertips.

Park Hye-yeon looked at him, but was immediately turned away by the tenderness in his eyes, coughed in a concealed manner, and blushed and said, "Try this tea to see if it suits your taste."

Knowing her for more than half a year, this is the first time Gray has seen her shy, probably because her shy appearance is too cute, he did not return to the seat opposite her before, but sat next to her.

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, the aroma of tea and lemon overflowed between his lips and teeth, and he praised: "It's delicious."

"Junxi doesn't like to drink tea. I drink it alone at home, so I have a lot left. If you like it, I will bring you some back later." Scratching the pattern on the outside of the ceramic teacup.

Although her shy appearance was beautiful and cute, Gray was afraid that continuing to be ambiguous would have negative effects, so he changed the subject.

"Where's Dean?"

"I went to shoot, which campsite does it seem to be?" Speaking of this, she couldn't care less about being shy, and asked him curiously: "How was the last time you went to Incheon to shoot?"

"It went well, eh~ SimonD and I even made a hidden camera."

He conspired with them and the program group to deceive them into saying that they were going to change players, but the one who appeared on the stage told about LOCO, and took out his mobile phone to show her the photos they took in Incheon last time.

Park Hye-yeon: "This one is very handsome."

She saw a group photo of the four members of the AOMG team. One standing on the side was so handsome compared to the other three.

"Are you handsome?" Gray was a little jealous, put away his phone directly, and then abruptly changed the subject again: "What were you doing just now? Before I came."

"I'm drawing." Pu Huiyan was amused in her heart, and a certain line of defense in her heart slowly collapsed, and she invited: "Are you interested in seeing my humble work?"

"Of course." Gray snapped his fingers excitedly in his heart, and couldn't hide the happy smile on his face.

Park Hye-yeon occasionally uploads her own paintings on INS. Gray, as her fanboy, of course knows that she likes to draw, but what makes him even happier is that she is willing to show him her life.

Does this also mean that she is willing to let him into her life?

The studio is full of easels, besides the ones on the shelf, there are also many framed paintings on the floor.

Gray carefully discovered that many of the paintings on the ground were related to ballet. The characters in the paintings had different emotions, but there was one thing in common, that is, they were all dancing.

Some of the people inside were herself, some were others, probably her former colleagues in the dance troupe.

But the ones on the easel are all painted landscapes and real objects, and several of them haven't had time to be colored.

"Actually, I quite like Chinese ink painting, but it's too difficult to learn. Ink painting emphasizes artistic conception, while oil painting is generally more realistic." Park Huiyan pointed to the one she was painting when he came, "The place in the painting is called Erhai Lake, Dali, Yunnan Province, China, is a very beautiful place. A good friend in the dance troupe was from that place. Unfortunately, I have never been there. This is a painting based on the photos I saw in my memory. of."

There is still a little finishing touch to this painting, but you can already clearly appreciate the blue sky, white clouds, distant mountains, and the clear water that seems to be connected to the sky.

"Wow, the paintings are really good, haven't you thought about opening an art exhibition?" Gray pointed to the paintings in the room with admiration, "It's more than enough."

Park Hye-yeon smiled embarrassedly, "Sometimes I would take photos of my satisfactory works and post them on INS. Someone actually came to me and said they would sponsor me to hold a personal art exhibition, but I am not confident that I can do it well."

"Although I don't know much about this, I think your paintings are very beautiful." Although his words may have the element of "beauty is in the eye of the beholder", but she cannot deny her painting skills.

Park Hye-yeon's grandmother, whom she has never met, is a very famous painter, so her mother sent her to learn painting when she was very young, and learning ballet was just incidental.

Because when her mother took her to the art school to sign up, the school happened to be holding an event, similar to KFC's "half price for the second cup". Her mother thought that girls learning to dance would help develop their temperament, so in the painting class At that time, I also enrolled in a ballet dance class by the way.

Before she went to the United States, she really worked hard to learn painting. She has a solid foundation, and she has always taken painting as a hobby since then and never stopped painting.

Park Hye-yeon was very happy to hear the compliment from the man she liked, so she proposed to draw a sketch portrait of him.

She pointed to the window, "You can take any pose, just be casual, otherwise you will get tired if you stand for a long time."

Gray walked up to the big bay window, facing her with the side of his face that he thought was perfect, with one hand resting on the window sill to his head, and the other hand in his trousers, looking very casual and handsome .

Park Huiyan tilted her head and watched for a while, and when her heartbeat was uncontrollable, she decisively withdrew her gaze, picked up a pen and began to draw on the paper.

Once she started to paint, she focused all her attention on the drawing paper, so she didn't see her model looking at her all the time, and every time she raised her head, he could always quickly move her eyes away, pretending Do look elsewhere.

When he was almost 'caught' by her again, he pretended to be admiring the painting she placed next to him, and asked casually, "Which painter do you like?"

"My favorite painter is Monet, so my painting style is also biased towards Impressionism, but in terms of sketches, I like Van Gogh's early sketches very much. Monet's paintings are beautiful and hazy, while Van Gogh's paintings But it’s beautiful and intense, and I really like it.”

"You should really consider that person's proposal. You have painted so many paintings, and there should be more people to appreciate them. It's a pity to keep them all locked in this room."

He was actually worried that she still couldn't let go of ballet. If she could devote herself wholeheartedly to another field, all the previous pains would naturally be forgotten slowly.

Park Huiyan looked up at him: "I will consider your suggestion. I have finished the painting. Come and see if you are satisfied."

Gray walked over quickly when he heard the words, and when he saw himself on the drawing paper, he was very satisfied, "How could I be dissatisfied when I was drawn so handsomely?"

Is this person still brooding about her praise of one being handsome just now?

Park Hye-yeon laughed and said, "That's because you're already handsome, Grayxi."

"Can you stop being so unfamiliar? My real name is Li Xinghe, and I'm older than you. It's okay to call me even?"

"Star and I."

AOMG——

Jay Park just came to the studio today when he was free, and happened to meet Emperor Sai Meng who was reading the lyrics sent to him by his team player, and when he saw him coming, he dragged him to read the details.

Seeing that Emperor Sai Meng was alone, Park Jae-fan asked, "Where's Gray?"

"I don't know, I went back yesterday after finishing my work, and I haven't come today."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Cao Cao Gray walked in. When passing Jay Park, the latter snatched his hand while he was not paying attention, carefully rolled it up and tied a bow with a ribbon painting.

"What is this? You look like you are holding an imperial decree... Huh? You went to get a portrait? Aurora?" Jay Park raised his head and looked at Gray with a teasing face, "Did you meet a girl from the Academy of Fine Arts? "

Normally, Gray would always say 'Huiyan' long and 'Huiyan' short. He didn't realize that Aurora was Park Hye-yeon, and he wasn't Park Hye-yeon's fanboy, so he only knew that she danced, but didn't know that she could draw.

On the other hand, Sai Mengdi remembered, raised his eyebrows and asked Gray, "So you came here today because you went to see your Huiyan?"

"Well, I went to her house today." Speaking of this, Gray began to beam with joy, "She drew me a picture, and we had afternoon tea together."

Park Jay Fan pushed him, and said with a smirk: "Didn't you do anything else?"

Gray glared at him. "Can you think of something clean?"

"I mean holding hands, kissing little mouths, etc., where are you thinking? I think you want to do something dirty, right?" Don't think I didn't see the regret on your face.

Sai Mengdi on the side noticed the box that Gray put on the table just now, which looked like a takeaway box.

"What delicious food did you buy?" He said, and he had already started to unpack the box.

Gray grabbed it and hugged it, "This is not for you to eat."

Jay Park watched his painting just now, it was because he was afraid that it would be torn if he snatched it, and because he wanted to show off, he didn't snatch it from him.In this box were the biscuits that Park Huiyan baked for him when he left, and a small can of black tea.

Showing them the pictures won't miss anything, and the food will be gone after eating, so he won't give it.

But it's a pity that he alone was no match for the two presidents who united, and finally let them open the box.

"This is also what Huiyanxi gave you?"

"Wuli Huiyan baked it for me with her own hands (obviously it's leftovers), ah, you two save some for me—"

The author has something to say: I read the latest issue again, I was so worried that bewhy would lose, and then the AOMG team would be eliminated, but according to the habitual urination of TM editing, he should have won, Bar? ? ?