However, things were a little bit unexpected. After Wan Kang and Wang Meng flipped over A Shan, they immediately heard a scream.
A watercolor sketch of a girl.
The girl screamed because the drawing board was knocked over, and with the rapid scuffle of Wan Kang and Wang Meng, they fell into the lake together.
It is impossible for Wan Kang and Wang Meng to take into account that drawing board. Although there is no entanglement after entering the water, they have to stabilize their positions in the water, not to mention looking for an active offensive, but at least they have to occupy a favorable defensive posture.
In fact, the lake here is not deep, full of breasts.
Wan Kang and Wang pounced a few times, their feet touched mud, and the two stood still. Just as Wankang expected, Wang Meng did not rush to attack after standing firm, and judging from Wang Meng's expression, his waterability was not good.
"My drawing board!" The sketch girl who awakened like a dream opened her mouth wide and pointed to the wooden board floating on the water.
The girl's voice was not over, and there was another violent shout, "What are you doing, you two come up!" It turned out that the park staff happened to pass by and pointed at Wankang and Wang Meng and shouted, "Is it something wrong!"
Without excuse, Wan Kang and Wang Meng climbed up with hands and feet, feeling a little embarrassed. Wang Meng was better, Ruan Fang and the others came to help.
"If you don't learn well at a young age, let the police come and see if you make trouble!" The staff left one sentence and left. He didn't dare to say anything. He had to be guarded against the young people now. Cause trouble yourself.
Standing on the shore, Wan Kang and Wang Meng looked at each other, and didn't mean to do anything. I came here to find a secluded place. Now that the movement is so loud, some people are watching, and if you don't withdraw, it would be contrary to the original intention.
"It's not over yet, this is your luck!" Wang glared at Wan Kang, turned his head and waved, leading Ruan Fang and the others away.
His body was wet, Wan Kang sighed and utterly unlucky. After sighing, Wan Kang looked at the girl carefully, and his mouth became a vertical oval in surprise. The girl is very familiar, and I recalled that it was the girl who asked him to help deliver things to the scene at the Bird's Nest that day!
"It's you?!" Wan Kang raised his hand and stopped in the air, "No, I didn't expect it."
The girl was half angry and half smiling, holding her arms in her arms, "What's wrong with me? The price of giving you something is too high. I also spent a lot of time before and after the painting. It will be ruined if it is given to you. "
"Oh, this is really embarrassing." Wan Kang said while twisting his clothes, looking at the girl with a silly smile. The girl was helpless, and looked at the damned resistance, "Oh, I'm sorry, what can I do, I can only be considered unlucky."
While talking, Wankang already took a small stick and fiddled with the drawing board floating on the water. He mentioned that it had shaken a few times on the shore and then it was drained on the green tree.
"Forget it, a board." The girl's eyes swept back and forth on Wankang, looking very uncomfortable with Wankang. The girl smiled and said, "Is this weather colder than the previous days?"
"Just find a place to twist it." Wan Kang looked around, jumped into the bushes and took off his clothes, twisted it aside and put it on again. It was much better.
The girl watched Wankang jump into the bushes, her eyes admiring. Just now, she saw Wankang without any other meaning, but just looked at an art scene from an aesthetic point of view. First of all, Wankang’s body proportions are absolutely well-proportioned. The upper and lower body distribution absolutely conforms to the golden ratio. From a professional point of view, women with this body have graceful posture no matter what actions they do, while men are so-called personable.
The girl's second focus is on the five senses of Wankang. From her aesthetic point of view, she is definitely not just looking at the eyes and nose. What she observes is still a question of proportion. For a face, from the hairline to the eyebrows, from the eyebrows to the tip of the nose, and then from the tip of the nose to the chin, these three distances should be the same. Also, based on the state of looking straight ahead with both eyes, the length of these three segments should be the same from left ear to left eyeball, left eyeball to right eyeball, and right eyeball to right ear.
This aesthetic standard is not blind, and practice is the only standard for testing truth. Look at the people around you. Some people's noses, eyes, and mouths are all stylish and beautiful from a single look, but they are uncomfortable to look at on a face. Although some people's facial features are not very good, the effect of integrating them together is not the same. At least it is pleasing to the eye. If the facial features are a little more formal, it must be a superior look. Calling a beautiful woman or a handsome guy is definitely not one. Addressing the problem, but a real description.
"Hey, I'm really sorry." Wankang wrung out his clothes and felt much more angry. He jumped out of the bushes and greeted the girl enthusiastically, "Why don't it be better if I invite you to dinner? Is it a loss?"
"Oh, eating?" The girl rolled her eyes, pouting her mouth and smiled, "Okay, what to eat?"
"Roast duck!" Wankang hadn't forgotten the roast duck that flew away from Hongyunlou, "How about eating roast duck at Hongyunlou?"
"Roast duck." The girl looked distressed, "Can you Huanhuan, the roast duck is so oily, besides, I'm tired of eating it."
"Oh, such a situation." Wankang nodded, feeling very disappointed, but the girl must have grace in front of the girl. Although the hot and fragrant roast duck is very tempting, the girl's beauty, um, is also delicious, and the opportunities are relatively comparable. It's not the same. Roast duck can be made up at any time, but you can meet a strange beauty for a meal. There is a certain chance. If you can catch it, you will never let it go. "That way, you choose a place." Wankang did not forget the still damp renminbi in his pocket. "The snacks are the best, and the unique flavor is not expensive."
It is not for nothing that Wankang emphasized this. He has never eaten pork but has always seen pigs run. Looking at the clothes on this girl, it is definitely a first-class item. If it is not for his own physical strength, then the family is definitely strong enough. A girl from such a family can't afford to spend low, so if he can't go somewhere, he doesn't have enough money to order a dish.
"Have a cup of coffee." The girl smiled.
"Good!" Wankang nodded, "Woman and coffee, elegant."
"What about the girl?"
"Girl." Wan Kang touched the back of his head, "Jingmei."
"Look at your mouth." The girl smiled, "How many girlfriends did you coax?"
"What's the matter." Wan Kang looked at the girl and grinned, "We don't coax people or talk about girlfriends. If you want to talk, just be your wife."
"Who believes it." The girl tilted her head. "When I hear you, you are a glib, I lie to girls. Oh, I haven't forgotten to ask your name yet."
"Wangkang." Wankang blurted out, "All dangers can be resisted."
"My name is Qian Jiajia and I am a sophomore at the Central Academy of Fine Arts." The girl smiled, "Where are you?"
Where? Wankang is afraid of being asked this question, so he has no confidence. But it doesn't matter, the same words are understood differently, "Oh, I just came this year at the Beijing Youth University for Political Sciences."
"Hey, I was so dishonest when I first came here, and I didn't seem to be a good student at first sight." Qian Jiajia smiled, "What happened just now?"
"Who knows, something wrong!" Wan Kang said, "I don't know when I provoke these great-grandchildren. I insisted on making a gesture with me, and I even chose this Nanhu Park, and I was full of food."
"Don't complain." Qian Jiajia said, "If you want to be open in case of trouble, complaining will only make you more and more troubled by yourself. Let's do this, today's coffee, I invite you."
"How can it work." Wan Kang was about to shook his head, "I have ruined your paintings and drawing boards. I should ask you to accompany you."
"Save it until next time." Qian Jiajia smiled, "I invite you this time. It's the last time I made you run in the Bird's Nest."
Wankang immediately showed embarrassment when he heard it, "Hey, what's that? You say that makes me embarrassed. You can rest assured of such a small thing."
"Don't say it, next time you invite me, it won't be as simple as coffee." Qian Jiajia looked at Wan Kang with a mysterious smile, "Let's go, Old Song Impression Coffee Bar."
The old song impression coffee bar, the retro style interprets the name of the store vividly. For those with stories, this is a great place to kill time. Those who belong to one or two people will come in a trance, and the reward is one Kind of mood.
But for Wankang and Qian Jiajia, coming here is nothing more than feeling the atmosphere.
"What to drink?" Wankang was very active after sitting down, and generously pushed the order in front of Qian Jiajia, and said, "Order whatever."
"Whatever, let's have a cup of original flavor, and I'm asking for a dessert." Qian Jiajia didn't look at the order.
Wankang couldn't figure out how many famous coffee there are, and ordered a cup of original flavor, which was delivered quickly by the waiter.
The topic started from the drawing board. Wankang asked Qian Jiajia if he often went to Nanhu Park to sketch. Qian Jiajia said that he didn't go too often. Once a month, there were too many places to go to. He had to take turns. Regarding the watercolor painting that was hit into the lake, Qian Jiajia said it was okay, just practiced, and if it broke, it would break.
"Generous!" Wan Kang chuckled, "If you say it's a work of art, then I can't afford it!"
"Doesn't it hurt?" Qian Jiajia said, "It's okay, I can resist it."
"No, all the truth." Wankang said, "Art is priceless. You can say as much as it is worth, and it's your mouth."
"Then don't worry, I'm still far from reaching that state." Qian Jiajia smiled, "I won't speak loudly."
Wan Kang smiled and changed the subject and asked Qian Jiajia what would happen if her boyfriend saw them drinking coffee together. Qian Jiajia cocked her mouth and asked how Wan Kang knew she had a boyfriend.
"I don't need to talk, I don't need to guess." Wankang said, "As beautiful as you, there is not a long list of people who chase you. Among them, there are many high-quality boys with powerful backgrounds. ."
"Don't make yourself look like a fairy." Qian Jiajia smiled, "What about you?"
"I don't have the money to raise a girlfriend." Wan Kang shook his head, "After finally holding back for a month, I wanted to eat a roast duck today, and I was disturbed by those guys."
"Haha..." Qian Jiajia covered her mouth and smiled.
The chat seemed to have just begun, Wan Kang answered the call, it was Miao Nan, and asked him what he was doing. Wankang said he was going to Hongyunlou to eat roast duck, but he didn't eat it. Now Huajiadi South Street. Miao Nan said that it doesn't matter if it is not eaten, no matter what the reason, she will make up for it, just now.