……

The wind suddenly blows a pool of spring water.

Summer...... Summer water.

Cao Fang was stunned for a while, then stepped forward, took the whole painting, and unfolded it to examine it carefully.

It's not just about whether the painting is good or bad.

It's not just a portrait.

On the white paper, there is a complete scene with almost no white space, and the paper is layered with thick or light pencil lines, using a skillful realist painting style to outline a lifelike picture of the award ceremony.

Everyone in the audience stood up and applauded.

A pair of hosts stood silently aside, without faces.

In front of the big screen, there was a row of young people with different hairstyles and dresses, but they also had no faces.

The only detail depicted is an old man standing in front of the group of young people.

The old man was probably too old, with a slight hunchback on his back, a crutch thrown on the ground, and a strange-looking award in each hand, one like a fat version of the little golden man, and the other like a ball.

Although the old man's eyebrows, eyes and face were depicted too old, full of the marks of time, blurring his original facial features, Cao Fang still recognized the painting as himself at a glance.

Because the old man laughed so badly.

Although his face is fleeting, his charm remains, and the corners of his grinning mouth and the wanton eyebrows and eyes are not at all like a drooping old man, and he is completely the high-spirited Cao Fang now.

The gray-haired old man, standing in the center of the stage, in front of the juniors, is steady and looks at the heroes, and his momentum is leisurely but also majestic.

Cao Fangfang's expression changed several times, he lacked understanding of Xie Yanting's childhood experience, and knew that she seemed to have learned a lot of skills, so he had a certain psychological preparation.

But when I actually saw this painting, which was completed in just half an hour, I was still shocked.

Not only for her technique, but also for the idea that the painting represents, the connection with herself, etc...... He wanted to say too much, but he couldn't say anything for a while, just stood silent, looked and looked.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xie Yanting estimated that he was stupid because of his own level, and he was secretly happy in his heart, but for her, there was no pleasure in showing off her skills, but there was sharing, she couldn't bear the thoughts in her heart, and jumped to him happily to accompany him to watch her masterpiece.

Then I couldn't help but explain.

"Confused, right? hehehehe...... In fact, this image has been hovering in my mind for many days. ”

Cao Fang finally withdrew his gaze from the painting and looked at Xie Yanting.

He began to think about something unrelated to it.

I saw her appearance at the moment, like a little girl who had just bought new clothes and was about to go to the birthday ball, exuding endless youthful atmosphere, looking at the painting, her spirit was soaring: "I also watched the live broadcast of the award ceremony that day, and I felt very uncomfortable, do you know? Why? My boyfriend obviously has real skills, why does he seem to owe someone? This is not fair, right?"

"Later, you participated in the name of an actor, and your skills were overwhelming and happy...... In that episode of the show, I watched your performance, and I watched it back and forth more than a dozen times, and the more I watched it, the more I felt powerful, and the more I watched it, the more handsome I felt. ”

"I've been thinking about what you're going to be like in the future. ”

"From your present, I have always thought of ten years from now, twenty years from now...... Fifty years later. ”

"Then this scene appeared, I don't want you to become a hero like Cao Cao, sad and helpless, although you are very handsome...... But I like you the way you are, free-spirited, confident, and even a little stinky...... But that's you. ”

"In another fifty years, I hope you will still be like this, and you will not be changed by time or any external force. ”

"It's a radiant person, and when you're old, you should be all your life, and that's what I like. ”

The clouds in the sky gradually condensed into thick dark clouds, and the light became dimmer.

Cao Fang looked at her quietly, reached out and pinched her face: "You think so far?"

Xie Yanting was a little embarrassed: "Just think about it." ”

"What are the two prizes I have in my hand?" he asked casually.

"Uh...... I don't know. Xie Yanting laughed again, scratched her head, and said humbly, "I think one is a lifetime achievement award...... The other one didn't think about it, and always felt that it was not enough to take one. ”

Cao Fang let out a sigh, pinched the painting with his left hand, and then suddenly reached out and hugged her into his arms.

Xie Yanting was hugged coldly, her eyes widened, but she didn't move much, she was very docile, but she felt that Cao Fang's mood was a little strange.

The people in the park were getting sparser and thinner, and the old man in the pavilion and the few girls on the bench next door had all left by this time.

Ants on tree trunks march fast, koi fish dive to the bottom of the pond, birds return to the forest, and in the blink of an eye, the sky and the earth are silent.

The sky was a leaden gray, low and low, and there was a faint flash of electric light among the clouds, and then there was a rumbling murmur.

On the bench under the tree, the two were still holding each other shallowly.

It seems like a long time.

"I can't figure it out. Cao Fang frowned and said in a low voice: "Can you tell me the truth, why did you choose the path of an actor?"

Xie Yanting's expression also changed a little, it was a very simple question, but she seemed to need to think about it before she could answer it.

She asked, "What else?"

Cao Fang also thought about it, felt that this question was a little difficult to answer, and held back for a long time before saying, "Similar ...... Some of the purer arts, music, painting, I feel like you like these things better. ”

"Really?"

Xie Yanting was silent, her eyes lowered, and after a while, she raised her head and said, "Actually, ......"

Uproar——!

This is the sound of a torrential rain.

Only then did the two realize that Tiangong's face had completely changed, and the heavy rain that had been brewing for a long time finally began to pour into the world.

They were under the tree, and they didn't get too drenched for a while, Cao Fang hurriedly grabbed the parasol he bought earlier from the chair, stretched it out to block the leaking rain, and then put his arm around Xie Yanting's shoulders and said, "Let's go out first." ”

"It's raining so hard!" Xie Yanting looked outside, white smoke rose on the bluestone road, and her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fine veil: "Why don't you hide under the tree for a while?"

Cao Yifang pointed upwards and frowned: "Thunderstorm, the tree is easy to be struck by thunder!"

The voice did not fall.

There was a thunderous explosion!

Boom ——!

……

The paper was rolled up and held in his hand.

The nearest shelter outside the park is a bubble tea shop, with a long canopy sticking out in front of the shop, and they take shelter from the rain for the time being.

It's too big, the parasol is a little uncontrollable, Cao Yifang's shoes have been flooded, and his body is half wet, but this painting is well protected.

Xie Yanting was tidying up the purple wig, she was running too fast just now, and it seemed to be a little crooked.

Cao Fang stretched out her hand and rubbed it, she wrinkled her nose, and said fiercely: "What are you doing!"

Then he reached out and hugged him in his arms.

He began to sing in her ear: "The most beautiful thing is not the rainy day, but the eaves that have sheltered from the rain with you......"

In the bubble tea shop, the two little brothers looked at the two of them with empty eyes.