A quiet and peaceful day is quietly coming to an end.

Qin Huai stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window on the second floor, watching the light of the nearby street lamps hit the green trees.

This time of day is a time for him to be cautious, to reflect on his body, to empty his body and mind, and to look back on the day.

Qin Huai quietly looked at the glowing green leaves in the night.

The pores of the leaves should be breathing rhythmically, like a baby's nose, slowly blowing the fine dust on the surface of the leaves, like a breeze blowing through the hills, like a spring breeze blowing green water.

Beneath the soil, the soft earthworm carefully wriggles, leaving a shallow, moist secretion in the soil, squeezing away a small piece of gravel and brushing shoulders with the white hairs formed by a colony......

The world is so delicate, all kinds of things are diverse, and the demons are dancing wildly, but they are running in an orderly manner......

Qin Huai's mood is quiet, let it roll in the red dust, and I will be clear and clear.

It is easy to calm down and keep the loneliness, which is the greatest wealth of an artist.

Only in this way can we maintain the insight of joining the WTO and stick to the original intention of being born. Go further.

Isn't there a saying that the wider the connection with the public, the narrower the path of art?

Qin Huai will always abide by this sentence.

Pulling off the curtains, Qin Huai walked into the bedroom and suddenly found that the bed had not been repaired.

If you repair it, you will encounter Shang Ya's resistance, so it is impossible to repair the bed, so you can only warm the bed for Shang Ya.

Qin Huai then pushed open Miss Shang Ya's bedroom.

The moment she pushed open the door, Shang Ya poked her head out of the bed.

The red kiss lips, the silkworm lying on the silkworm, the long hair comb, the rounded curve under the waves, the teaching... Lewd treatment, so charming, abundant... It's as full as juice.

"It's been so long to take a shower?

Shang Ya didn't have the slightest defense against Qin Huai, her eyes were full of autumn water, she pursed her lips, and flew in the rain.

The bright eyes of the projection turned back and forth, just at a glance, Qin Huai didn't know how many spring and autumn seasons had gone through in his heart, and it was like becoming a lonely whale, falling into the years and sinking to the bottom of the sea......

Qin Huai lay down.

Shang Ya put the white legs of the snow cicada on Qin Huai's body with lightning speed, and hugged Qin Huai lazily like a snake wrapping around its prey.

- The girl's body is so resilient.

"I have always envied your life, learning calligraphy in the morning, doing handicrafts during the day, reading books and poems at night, such an elegant and delicate lifestyle. ”

Shang Ya's tone was lacklustre and leisurely:

"I remember a passage: when you stare at the computer and play a game, the Alaskan cod is leaping out of the water;

When you are in a daze, the golden snub-nosed monkey of Meili Snow Mountain just climbs the top of the tree;

When you squeeze the subway, the cloud eagle of Tibet goes straight into the clouds;

When you're arguing with your boss, Nepalese backpackers are already chatting around the fire with their glasses in hand.

In this world, there are some ways that you can't walk in high heels.

There is some air that you can't smell when you spray perfume. There are some kinds of beauty that you can't encounter without picking up a carving knife.

There must be someone living the way you dream of it.

The little brother is the kind of person who dreams of it. ”

Qin Huai smiled slightly, Shang Ya had a lot of snack today.

It's a poem again, and it's chicken soup again, and suddenly the girl gets up.

"I suddenly found that the sentence just now could be written into a documentary!

And what you said last time, 'You should have a hobby, save your lonely soul' should also be highlighted. ”

Shang Ya is planning in her heart that this documentary will integrate the real artistic beauty with the artist's world view, aesthetics, and life attitude.

And the copywriting should be in harmony with Qin Huai's little brother's artwork, so as not to live up to Qin Huai's little brother's skills.

Shang Ya secretly clenched her fists, and was bound to do this thing the best.

"Well, it's good, it's neither obscure nor showy, and the copywriting is elegant and vulgar. ”

Qin Huai was quite helpless by Shang Ya's pressure, and his body couldn't move, but he couldn't help but praise it.

Every material Shang Ya thought of was matched with excellent copywriting, and he couldn't be more satisfied.

It's really a good helper.

"You smell so good. ”

Qin Huai lay on his back and said in a heartfelt manner.

"It's the girl's body fragrance, the girl tastes as sweet as sugar, do you want to taste it?"

Shang Ya couldn't help but start to flirt, laughing so hard that her shoulders trembled.

She knew that Qin Huai was generally unmoved.

But inexplicably a little expectant, hoping that Qin Huai would hold her under him domineeringly, with a very aggressive gaze, rude......

That's really handsome!

- However, Qin Huai really turned over and pressed Shang Ya, one arm was propped up on Shang Ya's pillow side, and the other hand gently dragged down the neckline of Shang Ya's white shirt.

"Where?"

Shang Ya's pupils shrank, and she swallowed violently.

'Ahh......hh I was bathed in the gaze of the little brother's beast and couldn't get out, and in the little brother's head, I must have been stripped clean, and there was no privacy to speak of. ’

Shang Ya's mind was full of drama, and her cheeks were flushed.

"Where?!"

Qin Huai frowned slightly, and when he frowned slightly, he was too aggressive, which made Shang Ya feel comfortable.

"Clavicle...... Shoulder fossa ......"

These two places should be a little easier to adapt to, Shang Ya's beautiful eyes gradually closed, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

"That's good. ”

……

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The next day.

In a high-end neighborhood in Beijing, a girl in pajamas went downstairs to get milk, and took away the magazines downstairs, she remembered that today the "Chinese Arts and Crafts Monthly" will be released the last issue of the year.

As a painting and calligraphy student at the Central Academy of Fine Arts, this is a must-read magazine for her.

The last issue of the year, there will always be a third of the thickness, the content is a lot, the whole magazine is printed in color with high-quality paper, 30 pages but 50 pages as thick, heavy in the hand, whether it is picture quality, paper, or content, are suitable for the bookshelf.

"I'd like to see who can temporarily squeeze out of our dean's cover. ”

The girl pouted, their dean was selected for the cover of the year-end issue, and no one could stand out as a candidate in the same period, but it is said that a new face was added later, so the magazine decisively chose another!

The dean was also confused in the chat group at the time, although the dean later said that his cover was postponed to the January issue, but for these students, there was still some guilt in their hearts.

We must take a serious look at what is sacred, how can we be virtuous!?

With milk, "Chinese Arts and Crafts Monthly" and some other magazines, the girl made an elevator and went upstairs.

Put down a thick magazine and pick up the "Chinese Arts and Crafts Monthly" to browse.

First look.

The girl's pupils constricted sharply, and she frowned slowly.

Why did you invite a male star to be the cover?

Wrong.

If you look closely, you will find that the face of this cover young man is angular and angular, and the eyebrows exude the elegance that has been fermented over time, which is the temperament of an artist.

Moreover, the Chinese Arts and Crafts Magazine chooses the cover, has always been known for its professionalism and strictness, even if it is hyped no matter how bad, your work is not rich enough, you can't speak, and the magazine is not the same as you.

So the handsome guy in the cover......

But it's impossible to be on the cover at such a young age!

The youngest are in their fifties and have wrinkles at the corners of their eyes, and this one on the cover is ...... Thirty years old?

The girl was about to turn the page backwards with deep curiosity and confusion, when the phone suddenly rang. The girl paused to turn the page, picked up the phone and pressed the answer button.

The voice of her best friend on the other end of the phone immediately raised her voice excitedly:

"Xiaopei, let me tell you...... I'll tell you!!"