The sketch teacher Bai Fan asked for was quickly found. He was a very artistic young man with half-length hair, his collar was always open, and a melancholy and contemplative expression on his face. Most of the time he was quiet and silent, but When he got excited, it was extremely fierce, and no one could compete with him.
In short, this is a person in a completely different world from Bai Fan. If he didn't want to learn painting, Bai Fan would never have contact with this kind of person who would subconsciously detour when he saw him in his life.
"Your task is to allow me to draw this portrait within one month. You only need to be able to draw this portrait, and the level of painting other things does not need to be considered." Bai Fan assigned a task with a photo of himself.
The young artist was stunned when he saw this scene, with a strange expression on his face, he must have never seen this kind of person who learns painting just to draw himself.
After the painter fully understood Bai Fan's meaning, Bai Fan's painting career began. Because it was one-on-one teaching, the two of them learned quickly. On the first day, they learned how to hold a brush and practiced for a while. Knowing lines, drawing a few geometric objects, and understanding shadow reflection and composition, I skipped practicing still life and plaster statues the next day, and jumped directly to drawing figures.
The young artist thought very clearly that Bai Fan only wanted to be able to draw his own portraits, and he didn't have any requirements for the level of painting other things, so although the time limit of one month was a bit tight, it was still achievable. Only draw one picture, and draw it over and over again for a month, even with the memory of hands.
So, since then began a tragic period that Bai Fan couldn't bear to recall. Anyone holding a bloody color facial anatomy chart, the kind with no skin and only blood red muscles, will explain to you what kind of muscle it is. How do you behave at the time, one hand and the other hand gesticulating on your face, I am afraid it will not be easy.
When Bai Fan was finally able to draw a map of the muscle mass distribution of a human face, the artist set up a mirror in front of Bai Fan to let him carefully observe what he looked like, what shape his face was, and how much his hair occupied on his head. , what is the position of the bridge of the nose and the sides of the ears, how far the corners of the lips protrude from the wings of the nose... After several days of gazing affectionately at the mirror, Bai Fan almost got annoyed and changed the painter. Fortunately, the painter saw that the situation was not good , hastily ended the practice of this stage.
There are two ways to draw a self-portrait, one is to draw in front of a mirror, and the other is to draw in front of a photo of yourself. Considering Bai Fan's basic problems, the artist decided to ask Bai Fan to take a self-portrait Satisfactory photos, and then draw on the photos. After all, the people in the mirror can move, and their facial expressions can change at any time, while the images on the photos are frozen and easy to copy.
Bai Fan went to the photo studio and took dozens of photos in a row before picking out the one with the most perfect smile. After all, it was the first time Yin Rui saw him, so he wanted to make a good impression anyway.
After choosing the photo, Bai Fan suddenly realized that he was in a strange state of mind, even if he went on a blind date, he was not so nervous and cautious.
Bai Fan finally took the framed photo back, placed it in front of the easel, and copied it every day under the artist's correction and guidance.
Bai Fan has always been serious and hardworking when learning things, and this attitude is often praised by people, but this time, no one praised his hard work, but it made the painter and Gong Yijun look at him even more strangely, Bai Fan is calm on the surface, but he is complaining bitterly in his heart. I am afraid he is definitely wearing the hat of "narcissism".
Because there is no normal person who will face the mirror and his own photos ten hours a day.
The sequelae of bearing this kind of pressure is that every night in Yin Rui's body, Bai Fan will repeat in front of the mirror, all for you and for you.
But even so, Bai Fan didn't tell Yin Rui that he was learning painting in advance, and he would give Yin Rui a surprise when he thought of it.
I don’t know if it’s because of practicing smiling and laughing in front of the mirror every day these days, Bai Fan will often smile unknowingly even in Yin Rui’s body, although Bai Fan has tried his best to pay attention, but the maids around have The feeling of being flattered, my God, the leader smiled at her three times today.
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The next day, during Yin Rui's lunch break, a group of maids hid in a small corner and whispered, "You know, Xiao Tao said that the leader smiled at her three times last night."
Another tone of obvious disbelief, "How is it possible, I have never seen the leader smile."
"But it's not just Xiaotao who saw it, Ling'er and Juan'er who were serving last night also saw it, it shouldn't be fake."
"Looks like it should be true. Alas, why are they so lucky? Why weren't we the ones on duty last night?"
This group of maids who just took this matter as a topic for chatting did not know Yin Rui's face suddenly darkened in the room.
In the dark secret room, Yin Rui looked at the portrait hanging on the wall, his face sank like water. After a long time, the low air pressure on his body gradually dissipated. Instead, he felt a little indescribably lonely. He reached out and touched the blank face of the portrait. , Low asked, "Why, don't you look at me, why...don't smile at me."
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Although Bai Fan doesn't have much talent for painting, he is very effective in this kind of formative training, which almost uses a ruler to measure the proportions. Now the people he draws have five points like him in the eyebrows and eyes. Looking at Bai Fan has a sense of pride in the fruits of his labor.
But no matter how satisfied he is with his paintings, there is always someone on the side who is always hitting him. That young painter can always pick out a lot of faults, but Bai Fan still has to listen, because often after the painter Once the location is changed, the similarity of the whole portrait will be greatly improved immediately.
The young painter saw Bai Fan looking intently at the drawing board, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, he stretched out his hand and caressed Bai Fan's side face, "Look, it's like this again, I said your nose is very straight , so it should be drawn higher, and the lips should be drawn more plump, with a little more curvature, ah!"
Bai Fan grabbed the hand that touched his lips. Even though he didn't use any internal strength, the strength of his hand still made the young painter's face pale. Bai Fan frowned and said with a hint of warning, "What are you doing?"
This question made the painter's eyes flash with panic. He thought that he was hiding it very well. This can be said to be a small movement needed for teaching, and it should not be noticed by others.
"Okay, that's all for today's class. Since you don't cherish this job opportunity, you don't need to come again in the future." Bai Fan's voice was icy cold.
Seeing that the painter raised his head unwillingly, but in the end he had no choice but to agree, and then left in a daze, Bai Fan frowned. Because he had been confessed by his friends, he was more sensitive to such things than ordinary people. This painter, He didn't find anything wrong at first, but gradually he felt that he liked to lean on people, and what really made him confirm just now... Thinking of what happened just now, Bai Fan couldn't help feeling uncomfortable again, he wiped his mouth, and planned to Go wash your face and brush your teeth.
In the monitoring room, Gong Yijun's eyes widened. What did he see? Gong Yijun wiped his eyes in disbelief, and enlarged the picture on the monitor until it was enlarged to the entire display. A face, at this time Gong Yijun couldn't help but rejoice that he bought all the monitors in the house the most expensive and the highest quality for the sake of punishing that guy, even if it was magnified so many times, it was still very clear.
After doubling the speed, Gong Yijun clearly saw the hand that landed on Bai Fan's face, touching it from the bridge of his nose to his lips. Shen, of course, the painter failed in the end, and was grabbed and pushed out by Bai Fan. His face was cold and he didn't know what to say. In order to protect privacy, there was no sound in the monitor, but Gong Yijun didn't know it at this time. How should I describe my shocked mood, men are actually being harassed...
Gong Yijun hesitated for a while, as a bodyguard, should he go out now and drive out that guy who harassed his employer? But soon Gong Yijun saw the scene where Bai Fan dealt with the erotic ball cleanly, and the guy who had a lust but no guts didn't dare to let go and left. Gong Yijun took back the footsteps he had just stepped on, and he deeply felt that it was better not to go out at this time, and it was better to pretend that he was sleeping so that he did not see this scene, otherwise he was in danger of being silenced.
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After washing up, it was getting late, Bai Fan simply went to bed early and lay down, but thinking about what happened just now, he felt uncomfortable for a while, this is all nonsense.
After eight o'clock, Bai Fan woke up on Yin Rui's bed. After reading the letter left by Yin Rui, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he wrote down what happened today. Glorious things may be kept in his heart for a lifetime, but Yin Rui is different. He doesn't need to be embarrassed in front of Yin Rui, and there is nothing he can't say.
After finishing writing, Bai Fan found that he felt much better, so he got up and drank a cup of tea and ate some snacks, but when he looked up, he was so frightened by the maid who served the tea that he coughed a few times.
After looking around in the room, he realized that his maids had changed a few more, and the more they changed, the uglier they became. Yin Rui's aesthetics became more and more strange.
Bai Fan didn't know, but when Yin Rui saw his letter the next day, he shook a table, his face was surrounded by cloud, and his anger became a sign of madness, [Where's that guy? still alive?][Alive, can I kill someone because of such a small matter.][You don't need to do it, I'll come, tell me, who is that guy's name and where he lives.]The last stroke is to break the back of the paper.
[Don't be angry, Yin Rui, what's wrong with you, the internal energy in your body has been too restless these two days, this is not a good sign, it is best to retreat in time, calm down and wait for recovery, otherwise accidents will easily happen. You really don't have to worry about that matter anymore, I have already taken revenge, really, I broke off that guy's hands and feet to become a beggar.]When Bai Fan wrote this, he was also a little anxious. He didn't expect Yin Rui to defend him so much, and even made himself very angry.
Bai Fan looked inside himself for a moment, and found that the signs of becoming obsessed were really obvious, and he had to retreat as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. Bai Fan thought about it, and finally made a decision. After retreating for one month, there are important matters to be dealt with later.
Bai Fan rarely gives such important orders for Yin Rui, because he feels that this is Yin Rui's body and Yin Rui's life, and he has no right to intervene to make decisions for him, but this time, he has to be tough up.
In the deep part of the church is a bamboo forest that has been listed as a forbidden area. It is a retreat place for the previous leaders. Bai Fan moved in that night.
This place of retreat is extremely quiet, and no one will come in to disturb it. The hollowed out mountainside is used as the cave, and there is only a simple stone room, a stone bed and a stone table inside. The feeling of having no distractions. There is also a stone gate at the entrance of the cave. Once it is closed from the inside, there is no way to open it from the outside.
Bai Fan pressed the switch, watched the stone door slowly close in front of his eyes, jumped onto the stone bed and sat cross-legged, put the envelope stating the situation by his side, and closed his eyes calmly.
Bai Fan didn't know that in a cave deeper here, there was a person chained by iron chains. He was keenly aware of the vibrations from the stone wall and the iron chains, and he slowly raised his head. The back of your hair is showing, is it time again? His good son is here again.
But Yin Nanhan waited for a while, but no one came down, and he couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in his eyes, how could he be so kind today...
That night, Bai Fan closed his eyes and meditated quietly in the stone room, while Yin Nanhan stayed up all night watching the stone door without any movement in the cave.
The night gradually passed, and when the first ray of light appeared in the world, Yin Rui, who was sitting cross-legged in the stone room, opened his eyes. When he saw the unfamiliar environment for the first time, his whole body tensed up, but then he realized that This place turned out to be a closed stone room, how could he be here
Yin Rui picked up the letter that was placed on the stone bed, and after reading it once, he knew what the situation was. He didn't expect that Fan would choose to retreat here. The situation was really troublesome.
If that person is discovered by Fan... Thinking of this possibility, Yin Rui's gaze froze. He got up and walked to the stone table. After carefully groping for a moment at the center of the plinth, the expression relaxed, no one had ever opened it.
Where not found there.