When Huo Wei heard Lou Xiao's words, she immediately looked at him, and said to him with the most sincere expression: "How can it be bad? Your paintings can convey such strong emotions, which is something that many well-known painters cannot do." Things, you paint very well, and each one is a treasure."
Lou Xiao looked into her eyes, his mood fluctuated. This is the first time he has shown his paintings to others, so this is also the first time his paintings have been affirmed. He was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "After seeing my paintings... you are not happy. These paintings convey bad emotions and are not suitable for people to see."
Lou Xiao lowered his eyes and raised his hand to cover the paintings.
Huo Wei took a step forward and held his wrist, looked at him seriously and said, "I'm not unhappy, it's you who are unhappy. These paintings represent your emotions."
She didn't go on, no one likes to be exposed, she turned around and looked at the paintings with admiration, and sighed: "These paintings are really worthy of collection, you are so amazing! That day at the airport, you said you saw I have the inspiration to paint me, how do you want to paint me?"
"I wouldn't draw you like this, I..." Afraid that she might misunderstand, Lou Xiao hurriedly explained, and only when he saw the smile on her face did he know that she was joking, and the bad feelings in his heart receded like a tide, and he smiled After a moment, put down Gebe and said, "This is the first time I draw a portrait of a person, but I have no experience. I just want to draw the real you, or the you I imagined, the you I saw."
No one will refuse such a sincere invitation, and Huo Wei is the same. She tidied her hair hanging on her shoulders and said with a smile: "Then let's start now. Since you don't have any specific ideas, I will draw over there." Draw, you draw me."
"Okay." Lou Xiao originally wanted her to lean on the soft chair and read a book, so that she could rest without being bored. But Huo Wei wanted to draw, so this idea is naturally better, and he can also draw a more vivid version of her.
After Huo Wei sat down, Lou Xiao also became curious when he saw the two paintings she brought. Huo Wei graciously let him see it, but the original owner's painting can only be said to be more spiritual, far inferior to Lou Xiao's painting.
Huo Wei said embarrassingly: "I used to be playful, and I didn't want to paint well."
Lou Xiao put the painting aside, put brushes and paints in his hands, and said with a faint smile: "The best paintings can be drawn only by letting nature take its course, don't worry, didn't you say that this trip also inspired you? "
Huo Wei nodded heavily, her eyes lit up, "I want to draw a series of paintings, and I seem to have some insights from what you said just now. I have a hunch that I will be able to draw a particularly good painting this time!"
Lou Xiao saw that she was showing a bit of childishness when she said these words, and couldn't help laughing, not the kind of shallow smile, nor a sneer, or a sarcastic smile, but a genuine and bright smile.
Huo Wei suddenly stopped, and said with a slight smile: "You should smile more, your smile is actually very warm."
Lou Xiao was taken aback. Others mentioned that he was a "freak", "ruthless", "cold-blooded", and "machine". This was the first time he had heard the word "warmth" used on him. Can his smile still give people warmth
After all, he is not such a cheerful character, he only smiled lightly, walked to his place, and said: "Your smile is the real warmth, I will draw it down and record it on my canvas."
"Well, let's start." Huo Wei responded softly. Seeing that Lou Xiao's favorability value for her had risen to 40, she smiled wryly.
Although things at home were bad, it was only bad for others, and her good mood was not affected at all. At first, I thought that I would be entangled with a few unreasonable people when I went home, but who knows that there are beautiful men as companions, painting in such a quiet and peaceful studio, with soft sunlight shining in from the window, making everything in front of me have a sense of the tranquility of time. Good feelings, who can remember those bad things
However, if Huo Wei wants to paint, she will not paint casually. They want to clear up the rumors, clear up and clear up, and they don't hesitate to drag her into the water to make people question her. Then she will change the way, let them jump into the Yellow River and they will not be able to clean up.
There are always people who think that they can control others by holding power, such as Huo Tingwei and Huo Ming, but some people who have no power and power can fight back and come back, just like her.
Huo Wei recalled the scene in the woods that day, painted lightly with the brush, and the canvas in front of her eyes slowly showed the prototype of a rainforest fire. There is no surveillance in the woods, but as long as she thinks, her painting can be the best surveillance, presenting everything that day to everyone.
Huo Wei gradually sank into it, and her whole body seemed to be integrated with the drawing board.
People often say that "a serious man is the most handsome", but in fact, a serious woman is also the most beautiful. Her temperament is completely different from usual, very peaceful, very attentive, very gentle, and her straight back and slightly pursed mouth are full of beauty. Tough, people can't take their eyes off.
Lou Xiao watched her for a long time, and his whole heart gradually calmed down with her, and began to draw her outline little by little.
The two painted quietly like this, neither spoke nor communicated with each other, but neither of them felt bored, and neither of them even checked the time, nor were they distracted, they were completely immersed in the painting, focused and serious.
It was the alarm clock that Lou Xiao had set that woke them up. The two of them froze for a moment, and stopped their brushes at the same time to look at each other. Then Lou Xiao quickly put down his pen and turned off the alarm clock, opened the door and asked the doctor to prepare for an injection.
He turned around and helped Huo Wei up, and asked worriedly: "You haven't moved for so long, do you feel uncomfortable? I didn't think about it. I should set the alarm clock earlier to let you rest."
Huo Wei waved her hands and said with a smile: "What, how can I be so fragile? I have nothing to do, I am still very happy, and the painting is getting smoother and smoother."
Lou Xiao looked at her painting, a little surprised, "You said you want to paint a series, do you want to paint what happened in the woods that day?"
Huo Wei nodded, and her smile faded, "Yes, the emotion is the strongest when you are in despair. I still remember the feeling at that time. This will be my best painting."
Lou Xiao looked at the painting again. The outline of the painting has come out, and a little color has been added. Just looking at the superimposed color blocks, he feels depressed. The mood when he is desperate must be many times stronger than this. He didn't feel much when he heard about it that day, but now standing next to Huo Wei, he suddenly felt a little distressed. It was a distress that he felt the same way. It turned out that she was as desperate as he was when he was a child that day.
Maybe she suffered more than him, because his dearest person passed away, and those who hurt him were not the ones he cared about. But the person who hurt her was her twin brother. He couldn't imagine how sad it would be for her alone in such a harsh environment.
Huo Wei looked up to see his expression, smiled, and touched him with her elbow, "What are you doing? It's a thing of the past, and I don't care anymore."
"How can you not care about this kind of thing?" Lou Xiao lowered his head, looked at the smile on her face and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can cry out or be unhappy. There is no one else here, so don't be bored in your heart. It's been a long time more serious."
Huo Wei looked at him and tilted his head, "Is this your experience? Are you getting more and more unhappy because you don't talk to others and are bored by yourself? Anyway, there is no one else here, so if you If you’re not happy, you can vent it out.”
Lou Xiao shook his head, "It happened a long time ago, it's long gone. Let's go, it's time for an injection, and I'll have someone prepare lunch."
"good."
The two of them didn't talk about those things in the past. After all, the past has passed, and it may have an impact, but it won't make them sad all the time, so how can they live? The two became painting friends today, and they are actually in a better mood than usual.
Huo Wei made a video call to Cui Jing during the injection, and let Cui Jing watch her giving the injection and the food on the table, which made Cui Jing feel at ease.
Sitting opposite her, Lou Xiao listened to her making her mother happy in the video, reassuring her, and she felt a warm feeling silently in her heart. It seems that just watching their mother and daughter chatting like this, you can blend into their tenderness.
After a lunch break, the two entered the studio again. Huo Wei lost the picture she drew in the morning and was going to draw another one. She inherited everything from the original owner, and of course she also has the skills the original owner would have, and she also has her own skills.
After a morning of practice and exploration, she felt that she might not be able to draw this kind of words, but she could draw other things, such as drawings for designing something. It's different, she still needs a "run-in period" to integrate all the things she knows to draw the best feeling.
For a painting to move people, it must be able to convey what she wants to express, otherwise it will be a waste manuscript. She doesn't feel a pity at all about losing the results of the whole morning.
Lou Xiao looked at her silently for a while, and decided to add a few scraps of drafts on the ground to the painting. In this way, the feeling of the whole painting changes again and becomes more vivid.
Before he was about to start painting, he received a call. He left the studio to answer, and it was Yu Hai. Yu Hai knew that his phone would be muted when he was painting, so he called because he guessed that he was resting. The question was not about the company, but Zhao Sijia asked him where he was several times, and Yu Hai was not sure what to do. answer.
Lou Xiao thought of Huo Wei's painting, and thought of Huo Ming's maintenance of Zhao Sijia and ignorance of Huo Wei that he saw in the morning, so he frowned, "Treat it like an ordinary customer."
When he said a word, Yu Hai understood. For ordinary customers, we should be polite and not offend. There are no special cases, and naturally it is impossible to disclose anything about the chairman.
Coincidentally, Zhao Sijia called Yu Hai as soon as he hung up the phone.
"Yu Hai, is Brother Lou Xiao still busy? I called him and he didn't answer. I moved today and I want to invite him to my new home for dinner. Is he at the company? Or should I go to him and invite him personally? "
Yu Hai smiled politely: "Miss Zhao, the boss has something important to do today, so don't allow anyone to disturb you. Congratulations on your move, I will convey your thoughts on your behalf. If there is nothing else, I still have work to do, sorry. "
Zhao Sijia was stunned for a while, important thing? what's important? Dating Howie
She is very annoyed by Hai's attitude, isn't she just an assistant? How dare you block Lou Xiao's phone call behind Lou Xiao's back!
But she also felt a little uneasy in her heart. Could it be Lou Xiao's intention to do what Yu Hai did? Does Lou Xiao really want to date Huo Wei? ,,, URL m.. ...