Du Wenchi: "Don't pretend, I've taken the class of performing and vocalizing, and I've been sleeping..."

He laughed at the tone and forced himself to turn gentle: "Okay, open the door."

Wan Changsheng seemed to hear a warm water check meter outside: "I'm asleep! I'll talk about anything tomorrow!"

Du Wen finally couldn't help but go back and find the door key, trying to inspire her as proud as the Imperial Army entered the village: "What are you sleeping? How can you sleep so early? I don't believe it!"

Wan Changsheng regretted that he wanted to hide in the quilt in order to act more like sleeping: "Stop making trouble, really stop making trouble. I'm sleeping and taking off my pants..."

Du Wen held back her blushing and pulled the quilt: "Nonsense! Show me if you have the ability!"

Wan Changsheng, who was afraid of exposing himself, tried his best to hold down the quilt!

How could the poor silk quilt be used for tug of war from its production to this world?

Wan Changsheng, who had tried his best to protect the quilt, really tried his best to protect the quilt.

I feel that if Du Wen dares to go to bed, he can kick him away!

So Du Wen was so busy that her face turned red, and she couldn't even get a slight chance of winning: "Hey! Do you know what you are doing?"

I was so angry that I felt itchy. The main reason was that the season was not beautiful. If I dressed a little bit in summer, it wouldn’t be so hard!

Dudu has this confidence!

Wan Changsheng carefully leaked his ankle: "I really took off my trousers and went to bed. You go to bed early, and there is still something to do tomorrow."

Du Wen gasped: "Do you know what I mean?"

Wan Changsheng shook his head: "I don't know! Don't mess..."

Du Wen was so angry that she walked around the head of the bed, grabbed the pillow and smashed it: "The people in the city are nothing, and it doesn't affect our next life plan. I'll make a mark before leaving and... what's this?"

Wan Changsheng hid inside when he saw her leaning over, but forgot what was under her pillow. Du Wen grabbed it in his hand with a quick look, and there was a surprise of bursting into laughter on his face: "When did it be carved!"

In fact, it is the cheapest practice seal stone you buy casually in the store. It costs a few dollars per piece, and it is not as gentle as fat at all. However, the square material that is wide and long with two fingers is now carved into a small stone statue by Wan Changsheng.

Just like the plaster they often painted these days, there was a little square base underneath, but the girl's side face was not completely carved off, and her face was only half of her face and long hair pouring down. Even from a different angle, it was still the square strip of stone, but when she turned around, she looked like the girl's side face was sleeping.

The face is actually only as big as a finger, and the texture of the stone is even more impurities. However, the smooth face, fine eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose can be seen at a glance that combines Du Wen's charming and quiet temperament.

It can be seen more how much time and energy Wan Changsheng has spent on it.

Du Wen knew that Wan Changsheng liked to carve seals. Many nights he did quietly carving on the corner of the sofa. She sat on the other side to draw sketches, and even drew a lot of sketches of Wan Changsheng's carving seals.

For the city girl who almost never uses seals now, she always thought that this was an old antique hobby and a very elegant hobby.

That's all.

Unexpectedly, this guy with thick eyebrows...a little eyes was secretly carving his own little man!

The smile on Du Wen's face can only be described as the first melting of all things in the ice and snow. She plucked her hair behind her ears and actually made Wan Changsheng ignore that she was actually wearing a bloated cotton pajama, which exuded the beauty of her mature and atmospheric. She had a mixed-blood high nose and big eyes, but now she felt pretty and pure, especially her talking eyes, with her eyes smiling at Wan Changsheng, and her pride overflowed.

If I had a little depressed feeling that I had been so brave that I was so angry that I had just plucked up my courage, I had completely wiped out the joy of Wan Changsheng's heart.

Happy beautiful girls are the most beautiful.

Wan Changsheng forgot to explain: "Ah...then...uh..."

Du Wenyang's small engraving piece that looks a bit like the queen of chess: "Changsheng, I am very satisfied. This has proved that I have been carved into your heart. Maybe there will be a few years left, maybe tomorrow, but I have all the confidence to work hard. It may be that I really have no idea just now. I don't need it anymore. This is my best gift for nineteen years old, thank you!"

As he said that, he knelt on one side and his knees beside the bed. Wan Changsheng quickly closed the quilt and hugged it in the corner of the wall, but Du Wen kissed it at the corner of his mouth.

Just a touch.

Du Wen returned to the court with a winning smile.

I left the poor little Changsheng in the quilt and regretted it. I had known that I would have hidden it in my bag. The first realistic work I had carved for so long!

It started from the day Du Wen got sick!

In fact, what he felt most pitiful is that Du Wen’s brief history course was too tight, and the old professor gave a quick lecture. When he quickly mentioned the three Renaissance masters at the beginning, he focused all on Da Vinci, because for a complete novices like Du Wen, it would be better to focus on a few of the most famous nodes than to talk about it in general.

So the old professor simply mentioned the names of the other two, Raphael and Michelangelo, and did not even talk about the latter's carving skills that shocked the world and made ghosts... Well, in the art world, this is called sculpture.

At this time, Wan Changsheng still didn't know the difference between carving and sculpture. He had his own independent territory in the art world. There was a printmaking system that specifically carved patterns and rubbed them on flat panels. The sculpture system was a large academic category, whether it was three-dimensional sculpture or flat relief.

The carvings that the country kids know are limited to seal carving on seals, the dragon heads, stone lions, and various shapes in the stele forest. He thought they all belonged to the inconspicuous side skills in the professional category of Chinese painting. Didn’t Su Qidong just say casually that the Chinese painting department of the National Academy of Fine Arts can also choose seal carving subjects. He thought that after entering the Chinese painting department, he might learn some of this.

To be honest, Wan Changsheng was a little moved by Gome, but he could control it. This is the school closest to his mother, not traveling far away. At least this stage of study is not far away from his mother, nor is it far away from Huanhuan.

Just like he can control himself and prevent the inexplicable feelings in his heart from spreading and jumping freely.

I quietly put all my thoughts on that stone, repeatedly pondering the gains and losses of my first realistic figure portrait. And for the first time, I used this softer seal stone to carve anything other than seal decoration. It felt completely different from the stones in the stele forest before. Wan Changsheng seemed to have discovered a new world.

If you could find a seal stone as big as a plaster avatar, would you be able to carve a stone sculpture the size of a real person’s avatar?

When Du Wen took the seal stone and almost forced herself to return to the room with the joyful mood that was jumping in her heart, curled up on the bed and couldn't help but feel red in her eyes.

Wan Changsheng considers stone sculptures.

His strong muscles were actually made of stones.

Compared to painting murals, Wan Changsheng has done the most in recent years, actually killing stones.

He didn't know that no matter how the rankings of art academies in the country were ranked, major universities would always have some of their proud strengths in history. For example, the top Pingjing National Academy of Fine Arts, which must have been the first place to take the king of painting, such as oil painting. The National Academy of Fine Arts, which is located in the water town of Jiangnan, had a name for the former Jiangsu and Zhejiang Academy of Fine Arts, which naturally had a special foundation in Chinese painting. The predecessor of Qingjing Academy of Fine Arts was Pingjing Arts and Crafts Academy, and of course, it took the arts and crafts of decorative and decoration design as the main direction.

Therefore, Du Wen's extremely sensitive color and decorative color expression is indeed the most suitable one.

Shuchuan Academy of Fine Arts, this art academy hidden in the mountain city, seems to be born with the stones of the mountains.

Here is the most outstanding pillar of the entire hospital with sculpture major.

Unfortunately, when Wan Changsheng sat in the bar, he saw almost all the guys from the painting world.

Everyone thinks this is a basic common sense, so no one will popularize Wan Changsheng. Well, our Academy of Fine Arts has a sculpture department.

It’s the kind of professional who pinchs mud and beats stones every day.

Even Zhao Leilei only thought that Wan Changsheng loved seal carving, which was the favorite thing for Chinese painting literati, and it was a thousand miles apart from sculpture.

Who can imagine it?

No one knows that what he is best at is actually killing stones.

Otherwise, there are so many pain relief creams that require dampness and pain relief.
Chapter completed!