Xia Zhiye blinked when he heard that, but was quite calm.
I didn't get mad at the word 'instructor', I was just a little confused: "What does that have to do with me?"
"I want you to be my model!"
Li Xiaomi said: "It's too vague to imagine such a thing out of thin air. The instructor is just a rumor circulating in the streets, but not even a photo has been passed down. So, I need a model."
Xia Zhiye touched his chin and said, "So you weren't practicing when you were on the first floor before?"
"… "
Li Xiaomi looked at Xia Zhiye with a dark face.
Xia Zhiye scratched his head: "Why do you suddenly want to draw the instructor?"
"In order to make money!"
Li Xiaomi put her hands on her hips and spoke righteously!
"… I thought you were doing this for your dream." Xia Zhiye grinned, "But it's more realistic to make money."
“That’s right!”
Li Xiaomi said, "How can you have dreams without money? Chasing dreams requires capital support. I studied oil painting in college, and there happened to be a competition during the holidays with a prize of one thousand dollars. There are less than ten days left until the final date. I have racked my brains these days, but I still can't restore the instructor's appearance by imagination, so I can only use you as a substitute. Of course, I won't draw your face. If there really is such a person as the instructor, he must be much more handsome than you."
“Hehehe…”
Xia Zhiye grinned, and he didn't know whether he should applaud or cry bitterly.
But it’s not unacceptable if the face is not painted.
At least for the next half month, they would have to rely on Li Xiaomi for food, so Xia Zhiye nodded and agreed.
Li Xiaomi expressed great appreciation for Xia Zhiye's awareness of the current situation and brought Xia Zhiye a pile of clothes.
"What is this? A prop?"
Xia Zhiye looked at the clothes in front of him and said in surprise, "Why do I feel like you planned this?"
"No matter how well I planned, I could never have predicted that on a dark and windy night, I would be able to pick you up from the trash can!"
“… If you don’t mention the trash can, we’ll still be good friends.”
Xia Zhiye felt upset. This might become a dark history in his life. Should he consider silencing the witness
"Humph, these clothes were designed by a bunch of bored people in our school for a weird competition. Later, the investment they got wasted, and these things became useless. A few guys who were trying to please me gave me a few sets... You said that these guys chasing girls is fine, after all, it's human nature..."
"Yes, chasing after boys is a problem!"
Xia Zhiye nodded repeatedly.
Li Xiaomi didn't react for a long time, and could only say: "Don't interrupt... You interrupted me and I forgot what I said. Yes, but if they wanted to show their affection to me, why did they give me men's clothes? Are they mentally ill? As expected, the IQ of adolescent men is not as good as idiots."
"… "
Summer night blinked, this is very spiritual.
It's just yourself. If you go out and grab a foreigner, he will think you are praising him.
Besides, it seems they didn’t send anything wrong…
Xia Zhiye tried hard to complain in his heart.
"Anyway, the stuff is good, so I'll stay. I just had a flash of inspiration. Even though their competition is ruined, the design is still very good. Let me help you find the feel of it. Forget it, I'll help you find it. I guess you don't have any aesthetic talent!"
The clothes were thrown on the bed and Li Xiaomi began to pick them up.
"Too bright colors are not good, and stars all over the body are not good either. People will think I drew the captain..."
As she muttered to herself, Xia Zhiye just sat there, looking around bored.
I didn't notice it when I first came in, but there was a glass cabinet against the wall, which contained various trophies.
"A top student."
Xia Zhiye didn't expect that a girl as "arrogant" as Li Xiaomi actually had the attributes of a top student.
"Well, that's it!"
Li Xiaomi picked out a set of black clothes and threw it to Xia Zhiye.
This set of clothes has a total of three pieces. The black pants and top are very straight, a bit like military uniforms, but not quite.
There is also a black windbreaker to complete the set.
"Change your clothes properly!"
After Li Xiaomi left a sentence, she ran out.
Xia Zhiye looked around the room in bewilderment: "You're just leaving your room for me to change clothes? There's really nothing wrong with saying you're a boy."
I took off my old jeans and plaid shirt, put on this outfit, looked at myself in the mirror, and found myself looking really cool.
"When I was fighting, I didn't have such nice clothes..."
Xia Zhiye sighed and said to the outside: "Come in."
Li Xiaomi quickly pushed the door open and walked in: "You didn't rummage around, did you?"
“… You’re worried about this and still let me change clothes in your room?” Xia Zhiye’s eyes widened.
"I didn't think about it before I left." Li Xiaomi blinked, "By the time I thought about it, who knows if you've changed halfway? What if I saw something I shouldn't have seen when I rushed in? I'll definitely dig my eyes out!!!"
Without giving any further explanation, Li Xiaomi pushed Xia Zhiye onto the chair.
Li Xiaomi looked up and down for a long time, turned around and ran away. After a moment, he came back and stuffed a pistol into Xia Zhiye's hand: "Let's have a more natural posture. Oh, and look a little murderous. Do you understand what murderous intent means?"
"… I guess so."
Xia Zhiye looked at the pistol model in his hand, let out a light breath, and changed into a comfortable position.
He held the gun in his right hand, crossed his legs, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Li Xiaomi.
"Hmm, that's interesting... Keep it this way and let me think about it."
Li Xiaomi spent ten minutes thinking about this. He was completely absorbed in the concentration and was not disturbed by external things.
Ten minutes later, she had already started carving on the drawing.
“Is this the start?”
Xia Zhiye blinked his eyes, exhaled softly, and remained in that position without daring to move...
Li Xiaomi spent three hours on this painting, and Xia Zhiye did not move at all during those three hours.
This was nothing to him... But after Li Xiaomi stopped, she looked at Xia Zhiye in surprise: "What on earth is your body made of? Aren't you tired?"
"I'll tell you I'm dying of exhaustion?"
"You've already said it..." Li Xiaomi smiled and said, "As expected of someone who has practiced Kung Fu, your physical fitness is not comparable to that of ordinary people. Okay, I'll treat you to a delicious meal tonight as a reward for your contribution. It's almost time, I'll go prepare lunch first and continue in the afternoon."
It is obviously impossible to complete an oil painting in just one day.
Fortunately, Li Xiaomi's work is not of a large scale, so it shouldn't take too long.
And that's how the day passed.
At night, because Li Xiaomi was still immersed in a strange thought, the delicious food that was promised to her disappeared.
He just took a quick bite and after that, Li Xiaomi returned to his room.
Xia Zhiye looked at the clothes he hadn't returned and thought he should make some preparations. (To be continued)