The light gauze of the woman in the picture is slightly folded, and the hair bun under the pearl and green dots shows a charming luster. The problem just appeared in her hair accessories.

There are many types of classical hair accessories, and this woman probably uses emerald and beaded flowers. You can't find the problem at a glance, but if you look closely, you'll find something extremely interesting.

The woman's hair ornament on the bun is basically in the shape of a ring, starting with an S-shaped beaded flower and ending with a green butterfly that extends to the center of the forehead, which can be seen as a growth chain in which a butterfly larva undergoes a series of changes and finally breaks out into a butterfly.

In elementary school, reading comprehension questions often use fixed sentence patterns: how to vividly express what.

It wasn't until today that Yan Fei felt what a real "vivid image" was.

Look at the pearls and emeralds on your head, and see, this is called image, this is called vivid! This is even more vivid than the science textbooks in elementary school!

After sighing, Yan Fei couldn't help but have a cold war. After the appreciation faded, what climbed up along the bone marrow was the coldness of the bone. What kind of genius did he sketch such a material picture, and what kind of mood did he have to elaborate her hairstyle and hair accessories for a dead person, or a non-human person, and even allegorize such potential content?

Terrible.

The prompt sound of "Dididi" QQ sounded at the right time.

"Emma, I'm scared the baby to death!" Yan Fei was so shocked that he almost jumped up from his chair. It's not that she's making a fuss, when people are nervous for a certain time, the slightest movement can scare people enough.

Yan Fei clicked on it and saw that it was her editor, Sister Qi Qi, who came to urge the manuscript.

Editor: Sister Qi Qi 13:30

Yan Fei, have you finished drawing?

A colored cherub 13:31

Sister Qiqi, it's almost good, it's almost good!

Editor: Sister Qi Qi 13:32

I understand, usually when you say something like this, you have to wait for more than half a month.

A colored cherub 13:32

Sister Qiqi, you believe me! This time it's really fast, I have mastered the essence of painting butterflies, and I guarantee that this customer is satisfied!

Editor: Sister Qi Qi 13:33

It's okay, you draw slowly. I just came to sue you that the price has increased again on the customer's side. It rose to 10,000.

The little angel who has always had color 13:35

(⊙o⊙)！！！！！

Editor: Sister Qi Qi 13:36

Why did it take so long to reply?

A colorful cherub 13:37

Ahh

Editor: Sister Qi Qi 13:38

Come on, you're so shabby.

A colorful cherub 13:39

I'm so happy!

Yan Fei sat in front of the computer screen and pulled out a tissue. She used to watch some TV and cry when she saw someone who had plastic surgery successfully, or when she was happy and satisfied. At that time, she felt that those people were really hypocritical, how could people be so fragile? Besides, what she encountered was a great good thing, and she should be happy, so what was there to cry about?

Yet she seemed to understand now. It is precisely because of this happiness that there are too many grief-stricken corpses underneath it, and infinite sadness can only be shed if you know yourself.

A colorful little angel 13:41

Hey, that, Sister Qiqi. Can I ask you a few questions about this project?

Yan Fei tapped the keyboard carefully, his heart beating like a drum. She thought that since there was such a secret hidden in this painting, and it seemed that it was very likely to be related to Qiu Zang's situation, it must be not wrong to start with the source of customers.

Editor: Sister Qi Qi 13:42

You said.

A colorful cherub 13:42

I want to ask, what is the identity of this customer?

Editor: Sister Qi Qi 13:43

Poof, what's this called? Not investigated.

A colorful cherub 13:44

Why wasn't there an investigation?

Editor: Sister Qi Qi 13:44

I'm not the only one in my hands, there are so many customers who have placed orders, how can I have the effort to check them one by one? Besides, what's the use of me trying to know their identities? Except for some fixed long-term cooperative game studios and online literature platforms, the rest of the don't know has no impact. What's more, to put it mildly, if someone gives money, that's the uncle, so we have to paint it well and provide it to others. Even if the customer is a murderer, he can't afford to be paid.

A joke that the speaker has no intention of listening to.

Yan Fei's whole person was fixed there like thunder.

Editor: Sister Qi Qi 13:50

Yan Fei: Are you still there? Why haven't you spoken for so long?

Qi Qi sat in front of the computer, picked up the teacup and took a sip of coffee to refresh himself with some depression. Then he stretched out his hand and gently knocked on the glass jar next to the computer, and the sudden vibration shocked the butterflies inside in a panic, but they repeatedly hit the wall, and had to continue to settle down. Qi Qi felt a little bored after watching it for a while, and continued to open the QQ of other painters for the next round of reminders.

"Ha~ Satin, stop. ”

"One more moment. ”

"Ah~ you ......"

"Oops, baby, you hurt me. ”

Yan Fei stood at the door of the dark satin room with a black line on his face, neither entering, nor not. There is an inexplicable anxiety in the whole person.

Nima ...... Can you clear your heart and have few desires in broad daylight?

Xiao Li jumped and passed by with a can of ice cream, and ate one spoonful after another. After seeing Yan Fei, he generously handed the jar of ice cream to Yan Fei, "Eat." ”

"No, no. Thank you!" Yan Fei smiled and made a gesture of refusal, thanking Xiaoli for his kindness.

"This is delicious, it was made by Hua Xi a few days ago. The smell of milk is very strong!" Xiao Li's eyes widened in puzzlement, and she looked at Yan Fei without blinking, her expression was very innocent.

Yan Fei thought that he had stayed up too late recently, and he might be prone to diarrhea if he ate cold, so he waved his hand with a righteous face. "No, I, really, no, eat, you, eat, don't pity me because I'm a delicate flower. ”

"......" Xiao Li glanced at Yan Fei speechlessly, and when she was about to leave, she suddenly remembered something, walked to Yan Fei's side with a thief smile, and bumped Yan Fei with her elbow.

"Are you thinking of spring?"

"Poof!! cough, cough, cough!" Yan Fei almost choked to death with his own saliva. After finally relieving himself, he looked at Xiaoli with a smile and a smile, "What are you talking nonsense! ”

"I'm not a kid anymore!" she puffed out her cheeks and shoved a large mouthful of ice cream into her mouth, declaring indignantly.

"Good, good. Yan Fei smiled and nodded, and suddenly she opened her mind. "That's right! It's okay to ask you! Why didn't I think of it at first!" Yan Fei fell into a state of self-spurning, oh my God, Hua Xi just casually said that she didn't know about her room and asked Yu Sain, but she didn't say that she couldn't ask other people! Yu Satin knew Hua Xi's room, and Yao Li must know it too! This Nima, why didn't she think of it just now? If she thought about it earlier, she wouldn't have to worry about it here for so long!

"That's a small glass!" Yan Fei smiled brightly.

Seeing this smile, Xiaoli swallowed her saliva and looked vigilant. "What are you going to do!"

"Hey, hey, hey. Yan Fei smiled, "Do you know where Hua Xi's room is?"

"Ahh Yan Fei, who watched it, just wanted to pinch it to be cool.

"Yan Fei, are you going to Hua Xi's room?!" said Xiao Li in surprise.

Yan Fei was about to remind Xiao Li not to say this so loudly, but the door behind her that she had been waiting for for a long time finally opened. Revealing a gossipy face, "Yo, Xiao Yanfei, what are you going to do in Hua Xi's room?"

"I ......" Yan Fei was speechless for a while.

Xiao Li saw Yu Satin wearing a nightgown, with a lazy face, leaning there with an aura of indulgence and lust, and hurriedly pulled Yan Fei to the door of her room.

"Huh, what are you doing?" Yan Fei was puzzled.

Xiao Li hugged the ice cream with a whispering expression, but the sound of decibels seemed to announce the world. "If you see too much of this kind of thing, you will have corns!"

"You little kid who lacks mother's love, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"I'm not talking nonsense! I'm not lying!"

Yan Fei watched the two of them explode again with a headache, and just wanted to hurry downstairs to sleep peacefully. Suddenly, a cold thing was stuffed into his arms.

it!!!It's so cool!

Yan Fei looked down and saw that it was a big jar of ice cream.

FUCK......

Yan Fei found that since she came to the villa, the frequency of her foul language has risen in a straight line. Yan Fei looked at the ice cream and found that Yao Li likes to draw patterns on the ice cream when he eats ice cream, and the pattern is ...... Yan Fei somehow, his mind jumped to the strange butterfly material map again. I don't know why, she always felt that this guest must have something to do with Qiu Zang's affairs.

Thinking about it, Yan Fei went downstairs like a wandering spirit, and when he reacted, he found that he was already sitting on the sofa in the living room.

"......" Yan Fei was very speechless about his sleepwalking-like situation.

"I heard Yu Satin say, are you looking for me?" Hua Xi's voice came from far and near, and finally stopped at her side.

Yan Fei looked up and saw that Hua Xi was standing in front of her. The afternoon sun poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and Yao's long silver-white hair shone with a charming sheen. It turns out that silver hair can also give off a warm smell.

Yan Fei just looked at it stupidly. The latter is viewed somewhat unnaturally.

"What are you looking at?" Hua Xi finally couldn't help but ask.

"Your hair. Yan Fei replied with a smile, "It's beautiful." ”

Hua Xi sat beside her disappreciatively, and her words slightly revealed the meaning of self-mockery. "What's there to like about silver hair. ”

"No!" Yan Fei immediately disagreed, "White is actually the hottest color!"

White is the hottest color. Yan Fei, who studied art, knows that as the temperature rises, the colors used will also be different. From dark, to red, to orange, gold, light yellow...... Until the end, it must be white.

White does not represent the cold, but the hottest light.