Qin Huai, male, 22 years old.

After experiencing the ups and downs of life, I finally kept the clouds open and saw the moon. Started a happy cohabitation life with a beautiful landlady.

But why is it like being taken care of?

No matter. Eating soft rice is also a skill. ’

Qin Huai sat at the desk, holding the seal carving knife in his hand, and the knife was like lightning and thunder. Wood chips were lightly sprinkled, and he specially moved the desk to the open-air balcony, otherwise the wood dust would float indoors and inhale into the lungs, which would not be a good thing for a long time.

If conditions permit, Qin Huai must purchase a small courtyard in the suburbs.

It is clean and elegant, there is no disturbance around the city, and there is no need to worry about 'polluting' the indoor air.

After gathering his spirit, Qin Huai began to reminisce, and there was actually no harvest tonight.

Qin Huai began to search for the history of nuclear carving art that had been reproduced and developed by the Chinese family for nearly a thousand years.

The last depressing discovery: the nuclear carvers focused on religious carving, pastoral carving, and spring palace carving......

In terms of expressing the artistic conception of moonlight and autumn water, it is still blank.

Because it's so hard.

Can't find a way.

……

"I'll take a shower first. ”

Shang Ya hugged her blue and white striped pajamas.

Why do you have to explain it to me in the shower?

Qin Huai glanced at it with an expression that only had art in my heart, and then immersed himself in pondering the nuclear carving.

"Host, you're Shi Lezhi, right?, there's still three months to go, do you want to fight for it as your last day?"

You have a system, you can go sideways. The host next door is doing things every day, pretending to be forked and slapping his face, and opening a harem, so you can't learn?'

As the system spoke, Qin Huai put down the seal carving knife and paused.

"The contemporary philosopher Mr. Zhou Guoping once said: 'Loneliness and loneliness are two different realms, which belong to the emotional and spiritual levels.

Loneliness is the preserve of the emotionally deprived and mediocre. That's why you need to make trouble and slap your face.

Loneliness is holy, and only those who have a persistent pursuit of spirit and soul can experience true loneliness and enjoy themselves. ’

In my realm, do I still need to slap my face? Naturally, I am thinking together and keeping up with Mr. Yan. ”

The system is silent, is this considered a cocoon?

At the beginning, he threw down countless books to cultivate Qin Huai's sentiments, but now it's okay, the cultivation is too much.

But then again, isn't this kind of character a great piece of jade?

You continue. ’

Mass-wall separation of system gas.

Maybe you have to go to the system chat group to solicit answers: What should I do if the host is too angry? ’

Perfunctory system, Qin Huai continued to pick up the seal carving knife, trying to blur the face of the character to present the effect of mist filling the river.

Maybe the Tyndall effect can also be manifested?

'Kind of interesting?'

Qin Huai hooked the corners of his mouth, art can always make people laugh.

However, it is still nondescript, neither highly experiential artistic image, nor grasping the main artistic characteristics. ’

"Click"

Qin Huai skillfully crushed the nuclear eagle and threw the fragments into the trash.

"Qin Huai, help me take off the bath towel outside, I forgot to take it back when I washed it last time. ”

Shang Ya, who was red-faced, had a trembling voice coming from the bathroom.

Why do you do something stupid in a hurry?

What if he gets wild and breaks in?

No, I think too much.

Shang Ya patted her face with her hand, nervous, but if Qin Huai was really indifferent, she was a little disappointed.

Doesn't that mean she's not attractive enough?

Shang Ya slept in the bathtub, exposing her knees and shoulders, foam floating conservatively on the water.

"Well, just let Qin Huai break in and see how he reacts." ’

If the beast is big, she still has a martial arts body that she has practiced for twelve years. It was more than enough to beat Qin Huai.

"Where do I put it?"

Qin Huai stood at the door.

"You push the door in, and you put it here. ”

Push Push ...... Pushing the door, Qin Huai tightened his heart, is it to push the door or push the cart?

Doesn't that prevent me from pursuing art?

'Well, this is my girlfriend, it's not a dream, even if it's a dream, it's the kind that can't wake up with urine. ’

After some psychological struggle, Qin Huai pushed open the door.

The bathroom was filled with mist and sweet aroma, as sweet as honey-brewed osmanthus flowers.

The overhead light was very strong, hitting the bathtub, the water surface and the exposed snow-white skin, plus the pretty face like a dream lover.

Qin Huai was suddenly stunned.

Slowly moving his gaze upward......

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On the ceiling, there was a flickering spot of light!

Qin Huai's eyes lit up.

This is the bright light and shadow when the light hits the water, reflects to the wall, and the water surface fluctuates, like the rippling surface of the lake.

What would have happened if Su Shi had been boating on Chibi at that time, and the moonlight hit the water, and then projected onto the boat and the canopy, and expressed it with this sparkling light pattern?

It was just perfect!

There is no need to carve the moon or the river, but to carve out the spots of light that merge the river and the moonlight!

That's how it feels.

Qin Huai suddenly realized. I couldn't help but stare intently at the ceiling, trying to remember its features.

The little expectant expression on Shang Ya's face gradually solidified, and she followed Qin Huai's line of sight and looked up at the ceiling.

There's nothing on the ceiling, so what are you looking at?

And, the shallow smile on the corner of his mouth when he looks at the ceiling.

Why do you look at the ceiling so fascinated, you don't want to look at the naked beauty in the bathtub.

Is it that you Qin Huai's vision is high, or am I Shizuka not enough to be sassy?

This is really a sad story of a girlfriend who is not as good as the ceiling.

"Gollum. ”

Shang Ya slid into the bathtub and buried her nose below the surface of the water - just now, a salted fish lost its dream.

'Is my boyfriend an unknown sexual impotent?'

Shang Ya began to have a hint of suspicion.

Judging by the experience of knowing each other for four years, the drunkenness of the other day, and today's performance......

Fit?

"Ha, I've put the towel here, you use it first. ”

Qin Huai neatly put the towel away, and then skillfully closed the door.

With a full mist, sit at the table.

Knives are coming!

Under the bright window lamp, Qin Huai's expression was extremely focused, although it was practice, but this time the practice was different.

Because Qin Huai has found a way to integrate the moonlight and the river water.

Ten minutes later, Shang Ya stood behind her and watched.

Half an hour later, Shang Ya watched while rubbing her waist, pouting aggrievedly.

An hour later, Shang Ya curled up on the couch and fell asleep.

At three o'clock in the morning, Qin Huai finally stopped the seal carving knife in his hand.

A nuclear boat, lying quietly in the palm of his hand. It is not very different from the original nuclear boat.

It's just that the corners of the characters' clothes, the belly of the Buddha seal, and the face have all been changed accordingly in the details.

At first glance, I couldn't notice anything strange.

But when Qin Huai lifted the nuclear boat, he came under the lamp.

The scene suddenly changed!