The school's unique morning noise woke Jia Huanhuan up, it was already dawn outside. When it opened its eyes and saw Wan Changsheng sleeping soundly with a mat wrapped in a sheet on the ground.

A little surprised.

Because Wan Changsheng has always been the habit of getting up earlier than her and not greedy for bed.

So I blinked my eyes hard, got up with a stingy smile, silently packed up the bed and pillow, and tiptoed out to prepare breakfast first.

But when I opened the door, I immediately saw the large color painting on the easel outside.

The girl, who was as carved as jade, tiptoed on her toes on the bench, raised a pinch of longevity noodles in the hot mist, and was whispering her eyes to taste it.

In just one moment, Jia Huanhuan's quirky and focused charm was captured.

However, the whole painting is not the kind of completeness that fills the scene. The more you leave the characters, the more casual the painting is, leaving a lot of irregular blanks around it.

If Professor Gou had looked at it, he might have seen traces of a seal rushing to the knife, which was the feeling of incomplete seals.

As you reach the edge, use a large brush to pull it a few more casually, which is to explain the color and shape of the surrounding background.

The more detailed the more you look at the center.

It makes people involuntarily focus their attention on the characters' faces.

Wan Changsheng was exposed when he was painting murals at No. 2 Middle School. He was still far from painting facial color in Western painting. After all, that was his first time painting realistic heads. This was the result of never receiving formal training in character avatar color sketching.

It can only be done by sketching skills.

But to be precise, this face of Jia Huanhuan is not completely simulated and restored like the photo, because Huanhuan has too many expressions.

Originally, the melon-shaped face with thick eyebrows and big eyes, Huanhuan's eyebrows were slightly pulled down, but Sun Erniang disliked her daughter-in-law like this the most, saying that she had eight:20 eyebrows, and it was not good to look at the sad sign.

But as long as Qihui's face becomes more agile, the eyebrows will make the whole face look vivid, and the focus is now on sucking your mouth and afraid of being scalded.

Jia Huanhuan even let out a whisper, and she couldn't let go of her hands and touched herself carefully with her fingers, and then patted the painting board with satisfaction, as if she was praising everyone for her hard work.

Then she would not have the romantic touch of crying with joy. It seemed that Brother Changsheng would take whatever he did for granted, and he was born with calmness.

He jumped and ran away.

But even though he had arrived at the door, he remembered something and turned back, looked at the picture carefully again, scratched his head and left with confusion.

When she ran outside and brought the breakfast back, she played on the computer for a while, and almost finished drawing until Wan Changsheng woke up in the early morning. He also used to it, so he washed his face and rinsed his mouth casually, and sat in front of the coffee table for breakfast, without mentioning the paintings outside.

They have been very supportive of old couples for more than ten years and are accompanied by daily life.

Jia Huanhuan then jumped over and made some food for herself, squatted beside her and asked, "Do you think my hair is not good-looking like this?"

Wan Changsheng swallowed the steamed bun in surprise: "No, it looks good!"

Huanhuan pointed outside: "Then why did you draw me with dispersed hair, and it's only so long as my shoulders? I'm almost at the back of my waist."

Wan Changsheng recalled his creative process hard and remembered: "Straighten, if you have hair like this now, it will not be able to set off your face well when you draw it. The center of the whole painting is the expression on the face, so you need to make some artistic adjustments and spread your hair to highlight the expression on your face. This is from life and higher than life."

Jia Huanhuan didn't care about art, and he was half-believing and half-doubted: "Where are the clothes I'm wearing now? Are the clothes I'm not good-looking?"

Wanchang's attitude towards ecology is firm: "It looks good! It looks so good, but the same reason is. If you want to draw, you must consider the overall relationship of the whole picture. Didn't I say that, the key is the expression on your face, so your red and white pullover is too bright and eye-catching, and it will be overwhelming, so I changed to this light brown dress, and the same reason for the skirt. You have to match the top and try to look good in the same color, so it also turns into a beige skirt."

Jia Huanhuan’s understanding is: “Oh, I don’t know how to match clothes, it’s not good to wear them. Sister Wen also said that she would match the whole set, but I really don’t.”

She was squatting on the edge of the coffee table now, her eyebrows were slightly drooping, and she was so innocent that she was so worried that men couldn't stand the most. The delicateness that they naturally wanted to protect.

Wan Changsheng wanted to slap himself twice in the face. His wife was the biggest, so what color matching adjustments should be made when she painted it.

To be honest, Wan Changsheng is not the original intention of drawing a picture for his wife to please and interpret romance. He just wants to record the touching moment.

The beauty that should be remembered for the rest of your life.

But it would be even better if Huanhuan was happy too.

Who would have thought that he would capsize in this place? This...it can only be Du Wen's fault!

Without her superior comparison, when will Huanhuan be so worried about gains and losses?

Alas, the freshman school grass who was a little cold in Shumei quickly squatted to the side of the coffee table. Regardless of the little steamed buns at the corner of his mouth, he hugged Huanhuan's head and kissed her.

Sure enough, my eyebrows at 8:20 instantly turned into a smile of over 10:00, and I immediately closed my eyes hard, which was considered to be a serious participation in the new experience that I only started before the summer vacation.

It's so dying. At this moment, Lu Tao pushed the door and came in: "Damn, you're painting outside...Damn, I didn't see it! I didn't see it!"

Almost everyone could hear the sound of his soles slipping on the floor tiles and smoking.

Then he closed the door with a slam, leaving the couple who suddenly separated and their faces turned red!

Jia Huanhuan means: "Buy a house! You have to buy a house. It's too inconvenient to live in the office. I want to cook for you."

Wan Changsheng also thought it was good, so he simply regarded this as the theme of today's trip. He couldn't go to the zoo every time.

However, when you were driving downstairs to the garage, Jia Huanhuan saw the blue car again and remembered something: "Why don't you buy the house you and Sister Wen used to live in."

Wan Changsheng was like a cheating husband who was caught and cheated. He admitted: "At the beginning of school, I had to stay in a hotel for the tour instructors for a long time, and the fee alone would cost tens of thousands per month, so I just asked them to buy a house with an agent. As a result, I happened to find that house, so I bought it and repackaged it and completely reinstalled it for the instructor to live in. It was a coincidence!"

Jia Huanhuan had no doubts at all: "That's good, I'll give it to you..." He still held back and said, "Go and take a look, I want to go and take a look!"

As long as she thinks, there is no disobedience to Wan Changsheng. Besides, isn’t it guilty to cover up?

He had a clear conscience. Anyway, both tutors began to comment on yesterday's landscape paintings in the classroom, which extended to the exams that there was anything to pay attention to.

Jia Huanhuan took photos in the community and the elevator, but when she opened the fingerprint and password to lock the door, she saw the beautiful room that was so surprised that she had gone to the wrong place. She also left the door and looked at it, looking for her memory: "It's really here? I can't remember it."

Wan Changsheng didn't know if there was a flash in his heart that he wouldn't admit it. He must have patted his chest at this moment: "That's it! It's completely different from before. Is it so good? We'll buy a house and make it like this?"

Jia Huanhuan only looked at the bedroom and took photos, mainly wandering around the living room and kitchen, marveling: "It's so beautiful. I like it more, and it's more comfortable than the house we are in the city."

Wan Changsheng is proud of his profession: "This is the beauty of design. The house in our city costs a lot of money and is luxurious, but his thoughts on design are far less than this. This was created by our classmates at that time after two days of decorating it themselves. Let's ask them to design our house again."

Jia Huanhuan was suddenly looking forward to it: "Buy next door?"

Wan Changsheng subconsciously shook his head and planned: "I have never been here. I only slept in the office on weekends. I think I should buy a house near the medical school. Anyway, it is convenient for me to drive, which is also an incentive for you. I have bought a house, so of course I have to study hard and get into college."

Jia Huanhuan's gritting teeth was also cute: "Okay!"

In fact, there is not much distance between them. The commercial center is only one or two stops away, but in different directions.
Chapter completed!