Chapter Seventy-Five: The Self-cultivation of Actors
What kind of strange woman is this! What kind of courage is this! Just at a glance, Situ Xing'er was completely shocked by the courage to break through everything in those eyes!
Long Qing finally drew the last stroke, and when he looked up, he was startled by the two heads in front of him.
"What are you doing?"
"Long Qing, is this painting good for me?" Situ Xing'er said coquettishly with big eyes.
"Brother, I want this painting too!" Yingzi also begged softly beside him, and his little hand was still pulling the corner of Long Qing's clothes.
Long Qing looked at the two of them, and had the intention of moving if he didn't agree, so he hurriedly put the painting like a calf behind him: "I want to give this painting away, and no one can give it to anyone!"
"Long Qing, if you are so good at painting, you can paint another one, and this one will be given to me. Look, I just made you a delicious lunch!" Situ Xing'er's tone was sweet and scary.
Long Qing smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Painting this kind of thing requires the right time, place, and inspiration, how can you say that you can paint?" This is not a lie, Long Qing was able to create this painting, and he was also deeply shocked after witnessing Zhao Yan's shocking leap, that scene has been engraved in his heart, and it has only been painted naturally.
Situ Xing'er stood up, stuck her waist, and said indignantly: "If you don't give it, you won't give it, who is rare!"
At the dinner table, Long Qing repeatedly promised that when he had inspiration, he would definitely make a picture for each of the two eldest ladies, and the two of them gave him a little good face.
Although it was Sunday, Long Qing still had to go to work. And there are a little more classes than weekdays. But the car can't be driven, after all, you don't get a driver's license, and it's not fun to be caught.
Long Qing was in the taxi, holding the painting while thinking about what time to take to get his driver's license, so as not to travel inconveniently.
By the time I arrived at the martial arts hall, most of the courses were already in full swing. Long Qing didn't have anything to do, just appreciating his words on the desk and seeing what needed to be modified.
Just watching, Qi Qingxue walked over. Long Qing was engrossed in it, and he didn't notice that the beautiful boss had come to his side.
Qi Qingxue was wondering what Long Qing was looking at so intriguedly, and when she took a closer look, she was immediately attracted by this painting: "Long Qing, can you sell this painting to me?"
Long Qing was startled by the sudden voice, looked up and saw that it was Qi Qingxue, and shook his head with a wry smile: "I want to give this painting away, I can't sell it." ”
Qi Qingxue sighed with some regret and asked, "You painted this painting?"
Long Qing nodded.
Qi Qingxue's eyes lit up, and she said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be a great painter, you are really condescending in our martial arts hall." ”
"It's a casual work, it's hard to get into the hall of elegance, and Mr. Qi praised it!"
Qi Qingxue said with a smile: "Although I'm not good at painting, but I still know a little bit, your painting is in good shape, even if it is placed in the entire painting world, it is also a rare masterpiece, don't be modest, when you have time to paint a picture for me." ”
Somehow, hearing that Qi Qingxue wanted to paint for her herself, a scene in Long Qing's mind suddenly appeared in the famous movie where Jack painted the human body for Ruth. Looking at the body in front of him, which was hidden in a black silk skirt and white shirt, which was probably more slender and beautiful than Ruth, Long Qing suddenly felt that his nose was itching, and something seemed to be gushing out.
Long Qing lowered his head and covered his nose, and the urn snorted angrily. Qi Qingxue thought that Long Qing had something else to do, so she chuckled lightly and left with the fragrant breeze.
In the evening, before class, Xia Qingqing and Qi Qi ran over excitedly: "Coach, tell you a very magical thing?"
"What's the matter?" Long Qing was not interested, but in order not to be too disappointed by the two girls, he asked cooperatively.
Xia Qingqing had a mysterious look on her face, and whispered, "Have you heard, Lin Quan and Song Wen broke their legs in Qinglong Mountain last night!"
Long Qing sighed, and there was no expression on his face.
Qi Qi was surprised: "Coach, aren't you surprised?"
What's so strange, the leg was broken by me, Long Qing rolled his eyes in his heart, but he still cooperated to make a strange expression on his face: "Yes, they have such a big background, it's really strange that someone dares to break their legs!"
"yes, I think it's strange too!" Qi Qi said, "It's good that I didn't play with them yesterday, otherwise my leg would have been broken, it's really dangerous!" Qi Qi said as she patted her bulging chest.
At this time, in a high-level ward of Jiangcheng Hospital, Lin Quan had just opened his eyes, only to see a fat man with a bandage on his head, a face full of meat, a blue nose and a swollen face, breaking into his eyes and occupying his entire field of vision.
"Brother Lin, God is pitiful, you finally woke up. I'll just say, God always favors good people, and in vain I have silently prayed for you thousands of times in my heart!" Qian Fat Man said with a handful of snot and tears, laughing with tears in his eyes, laughing with tears, as if it was not Lin Quan who was sleeping on the bed, but his father.
Lin Quan said weakly, "Where am I?"
"Brother Lin, you are in the hospital now. When I went to look for you last night, I saw you and Brother Song lying on the ground, and I don't know where the thief broke your legs. My brothers and I were afraid of delaying your injuries, so we sent you to Jiangcheng Hospital overnight. ”
In the memory, the scene of the iron rod smashing on the leg bone of the calf with the sound of the wind poured out, and Lin Quan screamed, and the boundless pain seemed to return to the body with the memory.
"Brother Lin, Brother Lin, are you okay?" the fat man held Lin Quan's hand and asked with concern.
Lin Quan gasped for breath before he asked, "Brother Qian, have you done what we asked you to do last night?"
Qian Fat Man showed a look of shame on his face, bowed his head and said: "Yesterday, a few of our brothers intercepted that kid, just as we were about to do it, more than 20 guys with masked faces suddenly rushed out, they were indiscriminate, and they came up with iron rods and rushed and beat them, we tried our best to resist, but they were no match for them, and I was also beaten a few times by that group of people, and finally the kid was taken away by them." Alas, Brother Lin, my fat man can't stand you!"
"It's a masked man again!" Lin Quan had already recovered from that terrible memory, his face was gloomy, he gritted his teeth, and asked after a while: "Boss Qian, you have been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, can you see where those people are coming from?"
Qian Fatzi shook his head: "My Boss Qian has been in Qinglong Mountain for so many years, I have never seen such a group of people, looking at their style of acting, they don't look like people in the rivers and lakes, but like a group of subordinates raised by someone, I heard them say when they did it: 'Sun Gongzi's people dare to move, don't want to live!', I think it is a subordinate of a certain son surnamed Sun." ”
"Aren't you going to take revenge?"
Boss Qian shook his head and said bitterly: "This kind of person who can casually raise more than 20 thugs is something that a little minion like me can afford." By the way, Brother Lin, who did it to you, do you see clearly?"