Waiting for several art students who had never seen the world to return to No. 2 Middle School to brag about their companions, Wan Changsheng enjoyed a full set of super prayer halo services.

And although it is in the countryside, it is very comfortable to stay in the hotel that is comparable to a farm stay.

The artists were all excited.

In this intense study, I will take a few more times a week to relax!

Wan Changsheng smiled and said yes, but when he immersed himself in the painting of the mural, he could not help but feel a different feeling.

It was still the same mural, or the characters he created himself, but every color matching mark left on it reminded him that there was still a trace of a girl here.

The feeling of the previous feeling that although he didn't speak most of the time, he knew clearly that the figure was just outlined by himself, which made Wan Changsheng unable to help but look up at the scaffolding from time to time.

The beauty has left her to take pictures.

Wan Changsheng had never experienced this feeling before.

Even after Du Wen left, he didn't feel this way even after living under the same roof.

Every color is the shadow of Du Wen.

Every red wall brick that you see looking up is Du Wen's handwriting.

Even the middle school students standing around to check in couldn't help asking: "Will that beautiful sister... come again?"

Wan Changsheng wants to use the palette to hit people!

Wan Changsheng, who has always been gentle and elegant, can't help but be irritated sometimes.

Just as he didn't want to respond to all Huang Min's inquiries, he had to hold back these chaotic emotions.

Painting once made up for everything.

But now when I draw it, Wan Changsheng seems to be unable to achieve the printing speed before.

Because of every face, he had to avoid drawing Du Wen's charm!

Whenever he is immersed in painting, Du Wen's figure will always pop out of his mind.

Some are arrogant, some are affectionate, or some are wronged...

Wan Changsheng finally understood that some emotions and some worries could not be completely controlled by self-cultivation.

He knew very well that this was wrong.

Even if it is a child's marriage or a matchmaker's words, he has already made a loyal commitment to Jia Huanhuan. Although he is unmarried, he must begin to bear the obligations and responsibilities within the marriage.

If you let your emotions sway like a wild horse because you admire Du Wen and miss her, you will be selfish.

Wan Changsheng repeatedly reminded himself that any noble and innocent excuse is not enough to support betrayal and act like a gangster.

So he devoted himself to painting with double his concentration.

Fight with yourself!

Didn’t the dean of Shumei say that when an artist has emotions, no matter what kind of emotions it is, it will be transformed into the devotion of his works!

If you cannot forget that face, you will portray a more vivid face!

Wan Changsheng also learned to find the headphones to connect to his mobile phone like Du Wen, and be intoxicated by the music, as if he could isolate himself from another world. After just choosing, he couldn't find the foreign music Du Wen said at the time, so he had to find some sounds to isolate himself.

So everyone saw the lonely Wan Changsheng, standing silently in front of the wall and drawing.

This is a creative experience that Wan Changsheng has never experienced before.

Forced him to pour out his emotions and feel in the painting.

Where did he need it before?

The temple murals of gods, demons and ghosts do not need to be devoted to their emotions. Didn’t Gou Lao say that Wan Changsheng’s plain sketches have obvious characteristics of ancient Buddha statues, with their eyes wide open, horrified, crying and laughing. Traditional Chinese paintings emphasize the character modeling either to the extreme or to the cold face that sees through the world.

Temple murals require no emotion.

This time, Wanxian is not the same. The youthful faces of students are full of vitality, without the exaggeration of joy and anger, and they all have a longing for academics, expectations of adulthood, and thoughtfulness immersed in knowledge.

But everyone is independent and different.

Within a very small expression range, you should draw small changes full of charm!

Wan Changsheng can be said to be the first time that he has devoted his feelings to his painting character.

I was a little worried about eating and sleeping and doing my best!

In fact, he knew in his heart that he deliberately spent very little time painting before, just to avoid Du Wen and avoid the silent communication between the two of them that became increasingly tacit understanding. The small details that even squeezing some paints made both of them a little happy.

You can't let it go any more.

All kinds of unprecedented chaotic emotions are now forcibly poured into the faces of the thirteen characters in the work by Wan Changsheng, and even some of the previous paintings have been shoveled and started again!

The students in the art class seemed to feel something, the feeling between them.

Especially Huang Min couldn't help but question Wan Changsheng in person before, but she didn't get an answer. Instead, she used the best luxury blessing package to add a halo to her companions. Now she feels very guilty!

Because some feelings do not need to be told to others, perhaps only the person involved understands what kind of torment it is.

Wan Changsheng is obviously a little distressed now.

At least from the fact that he stayed there almost all day and painted, this was completely different from what Du Wen had when he was before, and all his companions in the art class could see the comparison.

I used to deliberately avoid it, but now I am asking myself to use painting to lick my wounds.

This is how sensitive future artists think.

They pulled each other not to disturb Wan Changsheng. They also raised money to buy some white sunshade cloth. They took advantage of the evening to change all the colorful cloths to the door, so that the entire pergola was completely closed and prevented external disturbances.

Wan Changsheng didn't even notice the changes in the surrounding details. He still kept his head in the morning and did not come out until dark. Because after it was dark, someone said that the color was inaccurate.

Only Jia Huanhuan went to deliver food to Brother Changsheng at noon.

She did not have the joy of victory, nor did she feel any special feeling, because Wan Changsheng used to forget to eat and sleep in the Monument Forest. Isn’t this more proof that Brother Changsheng used to deliberately avoid Du Yaojing?

So she just took advantage of the lunch break and would be with her side like when she was a child. However, when she was a child, she always hopped butterflies, chased birds, fished, and climbed trees. Now she was quietly holding a book and reading it next to her.

The textbooks that I would doze off when I read them before, but now I feel that I can read them magically, and the jumping words and symbols have become much simpler.

Because compared to Du Wen's high-spiritedness in her mind, this is nothing.

It took about ten days, but I didn’t even go home to the training class in the middle. I asked my second uncle to drive to pick him up. Huang Min took a few girls back to do tutoring.

Wan Changsheng finally finished painting the entire mural. He stood there as if he had escaped from a dream, and patrolled all the pictures in a daze. Finally, he shakingly pushed open the curtain door and went out. As usual, there was only that figure outside.

Because the painting scene was completely blocked and both sides were sealed, the star-chasing high school students gradually dispersed, leaving this gray-haired guy still there.

Well, there is also the girl in Grade 1, who often stays here, but Fisherman will go to class normally and will only come after school.

This guy doesn't attend classes at all.

Wan Changsheng also knew that he had walked forward, and these two men would sneak in and look at it for a long time. Today, he finally smiled and nodded: "I've finished painting... If you like it, go and see it. You are a student of No. 2 Middle School. If so, I'll help me tell Teacher Lin that you can collect scaffolding, pergola, paint and so on."

The girl with glasses is not here yet.

The gray-haired guy jumped up, but when he opened the curtain, he couldn't help but look back and ask, "Why is your girlfriend from Qingjing University gone?"

Wan Changsheng was funny, shook his head and left.

Unexpectedly, the gray-haired guy turned around and chased me: "Can you teach me how to draw? You can offer a price of several thousand yuan, no problem."

Wan Changsheng laughed even more: "To the extent of my painting?"

Gray hair nodded: "At least you need to be like this to attract girls, right?"

Wan Changsheng felt that his previous worries were gone, and he laughed loudly, and reached out to hug him affectionately: "You are learning to draw to attract girls?"

The gray hair actually has a good facial features, but the acne on her face is touching. He heard this and nodded seriously: "It's so difficult to chase girls, but I think it's all girls who come to chase you."

Wan Changsheng was a little envious of this single guy: "You can't catch him?"

Granny hair and stubborn: "For girls nowadays, they have to buy bags, mobile phones, and clothes. Although I can't afford it, I think... it seems that you are not like this?"

Wan Changsheng is so arrogant: "Talent, I rely on talent."

The gray-haired hair is puzzled: "I have talent, too. I can pass the Qingjingping University every year!"

Wan Changsheng admired: "Then I may rely on my appearance."

Gray hair looked at him hard, and couldn't help it: "Damn, you lost. Are you also called handsome?"
Chapter completed!