Chapter Forty-Eight: Sketch!

watched Su Yue leave.

His house was good and cheap, and he felt that if Su Yue went to see it, he would definitely like it very much.

So he was sure that she would be his second landlord.

After all, there is really no landlord like himself who doesn't make tenant money!

Who makes himself a bug in this world!

I looked up at the starry sky.

He suddenly felt very small.

Now the rhino prophet has run out, the company and investment can do everything has been arranged, the aura that was imposed on him before has disappeared, and he has changed from an excellent investor who is like a god in the eyes of others to an ordinary young man who can no longer be ordinary.

But.

Once a person reaches a certain point and a certain level, he can't actually choose to retreat, just like Zhao Kuangyin of the Chenqiao Mutiny, maybe he is reluctant to ascend to the position of the Ninth Five-Year Emperor, but the people around him need him to become the emperor.

In the same way, Xi Ming is no longer magical, and he will definitely be exposed if he stays in Yanjiao, so it is better to find an excuse to study and obtain the ability to match.

Yanjiao, two years later, my company should develop very well, after all, Dong Mingzhu's ability is there.

After looking at the starry sky, Xi Ming entered his BMW.

Ignition.

Loosen the clutch.

The BMW drove to Poly Yeyu in a dusty car.

Soon.

The car arrived at the parking lot of the community.

After getting out of the car, Xi Ming took out the vegetables he bought in the afternoon from the trunk.

Xi Ming came home and put all the vegetables he bought in the refrigerator.

An Xirou was devoting herself to painting, and she didn't notice Xi Ming's return.

Xi Ming sat down quietly, admiring An Xirou, who was seriously painting, and her paintings.

An Xirou is painting with all her heart, she enters a very mysterious situation, the brush under her fingertips carries her soul as if painting, she seems to be integrated into the painting, there is nothing else in this world.

At this moment, Xi Ming saw the indescribable happiness in An Xirou's eyes.

What happiness is

Happiness is when others eat steamed buns, you can eat meat, you are happier than others.

Happiness is that others are drenched in the heavy rain, but you have an umbrella, you are happier than others.

Happiness is when others are doing a job they don't like and you have to work hard, while you can do what you are interested in and love.

Xi Ming feels that people like An Xirou are very happy, and she can choose the art industry she loves.

What is art?

Art is the artist's mind to feel the things that make people's hearts and express them in the form of painting, music, etc.

Great music, evocative; Outstanding paintings, you won't get tired of looking at them.

Yes, that's art, it's magical, it's attracting people who have been interested in it for generations.

Xi Ming also liked to draw when he was a child, but the children in the countryside did not have that kind of conditions in his time, and later, he could learn painting in high school, but the tuition fee was very high.

When you grow up.

Xi Ming has always thought that the kind of long hair, dirty, and a debauchery is the image of the artist, when An Xirou said that he was a painter that day, Xi Ming was very surprised, it turns out that painters also have beautiful women, not just sloppy Uncle Van Gogh!

Soon.

An Xirou finally put her pen to paper.

Xi Ming couldn't help but say at this time: "It's so good to draw!"

Xi Ming's words made An Xirou recover from her state of forgetfulness.

"Brother Rhino, you're back!" An Xirou looked happy.

"Well, I'm back, you're at this level, how did you do it, this painting is like a photograph, and the skin you painted is like you can see blue and dark red veins, your painting skills have reached the realm of masters, I think it can be compared to Van Gogh, Picasso, Raphael. ”

"Brother Rhino, don't say that, if this is a joke for people to hear, how can I compare with those masters. ”

"Don't be modest, you draw really well and realistically. ”

"Brother Rhino, if you stand in front of Titian's authentic works of those classicist masters, you will really feel the shocking and surpassing reality of reality, mine is still not ready!" said An Xirou's eyes unconsciously revealed yearning.

It was as if she saw the paintings of the masters appear in front of her eyes, and she was looking at their paintings again across time and space.

Artists just like fantasy, this hasn't been a few words, this girl has forgotten herself, it's okay for you to forget yourself, but there is still a living person standing in front of you.

At this time, a discordant voice sounded.

No matter how beautiful a painter is, he is also human.

When you are hungry, you will scream.

An Xirou clutched her stomach embarrassedly.

"Brother Rhino, I've been painting all afternoon, I forgot to eat, I'll go and eat something. ”

Xi Ming wanted to say something, but An Xirou had already run to the room.

Xi Ming saw her take out a bucket of instant noodles.

"Are you going to eat instant noodles, you are very lucky to paint, girls are not in good health when eating instant noodles, I bought vegetables in the refrigerator, you can do some." ”

"I don't know how to cook. ”

Can't you cook with your hands when you paint, Xi Ming thought to himself, but he didn't blame it, maybe this girl's family atmosphere and environment made her not have to go into the kitchen at all, but in the afternoon, Xi Ming also wanted to do it, but it was delayed by touching porcelain.

"I'll do it. ”

"Brother Rhino, didn't you have dinner either?"

"I've eaten, but I'm going to have a late-night snack now. Xi Ming said through a bit of gritted teeth.

An Xirou stuck out her little tongue cutely, and then nodded softly "um".

Looking at the rhythm of her long eyelashes, Xi Ming looked at her heart and felt a little distressed, presumably she often ate instant noodles when she was alone, no wonder she was so thin.

"Wait a minute, I'll cook for you. ”

"Hmm. ”

Xi Ming took out the rice from the kitchen cupboard.

This rice is the high-quality Cambodian fragrant rice bought by Xi Ming, this rice has won the title of the world's first rice for several times, and is known as a treasure in the grain, 20 yuan a kilogram.

With money, of course, Xi Ming pursues good ingredients and quality life, so he is not distressed at all about such expensive rice.

Because in this world, only food and love can not be disappointed.

Now he has no love for the time being, so he has to be kind to his stomach.

Wash the Cambodian fragrant rice with a bright color, full grains of the same size, and smell the jasmine.

Cook the rice first, because the rice takes the longest time, it usually takes 20 minutes to get better, and if you cook more rice, it will take longer.

The rice is cooked.

Xi Ming was ping pong in the kitchen, possessed by the kitchen god, picking vegetables, washing vegetables and stir-frying, every action was smooth, smelling the fragrance emanating from the kitchen, An Xirou couldn't help but look inside, and saw the serious look on the landlord's face, she felt that the man was particularly attractive.

A flash of inspiration.

She ran to the room, got a piece of paper, a pencil, and quickly sketched it.

A sexy man who cooks jumps out of the page.