Geng Haiyan suddenly became silent. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But this silence is based on carefulness.

Obviously, from the next day, she began to carefully observe Hong Qiaoyun and her female graduate students, and when Shi Jianren went to deliver or carry meat and vegetables, she leaned against the door behind the large vase of plants in the corner of the studio, quietly listening and observing how these learned women spoke.

What surprised her more was that these female college students often spoke with dirty words, and one of them was a girl with glasses and a round face who liked to wear the three-character scripture more than her, and almost every sentence began with x* mother, is this the common language spoken by Ah Ren?

Could it be that I have a common language with these female college students, but I can clearly understand most of the things that the other party chats about when they are drawing?

Hong Qiaoyun really doesn't do much, often leaning on a comfortable upholstered sofa chair in a daze, occasionally opening his mouth to point out what is wrong with the student's picture from afar, or sitting at the table and chair here to look through the information, occasionally lighting a cigarette and holding a pencil to sketch something.

Smoke!

Isn't Ah Ren disgusted with women smoking?

Geng Haiyan discovered this fact again, almost every woman in this studio smokes, Hong Qiaoyun's addiction to smoking is small, but it is common to lazily smoke three or five cigarettes in the morning, that Dai Wangshu looks extremely elegant, but basically does not leave his hand!

The little girl from the dock couldn't help but stretch her neck to observe more delicately, if she and her little sisters smoked with a ruffian face, trying their best to show the temperament of a female hooligan who didn't care, these cultural people smoked but were basically very elegant, cigarettes were basically held at their fingertips, there was never a vicious smoking momentum, more leisurely and comfortable, Hong Qiaoyun also smoked a slender cigarette with green packaging, sometimes the thin white cigarette with slender white fingers when thinking, Geng Meizi really couldn't say what a different taste。

In short, it made her more and more puzzled, is this really not the woman Ah Ren likes?

After all, there are too many models for Geng Haiyan to observe.

In her mind, since she doesn't know those crepe poems, these college students should always have a common language with Ah Ren.

But when she went to the dormitory of a female college student to deliver a boxed lunch, the scenes she saw were even more unbelievable.

It can be said that the dormitory of the female college student is not much better than the rental house of her little sisters, and it is true that it is relatively clean and tidy, but most of the same clothes and objects are thrown everywhere, and the girls in the dormitory are more different from the bright ones seen outside, and the actions are rude, smoking and drinking abound.

So after watching it for a few more days, Sister Geng was even more silent and confused.

But the lunch business is not bad, the result of the limited supply of 200 per day is that the college students who are too lazy to go out have booked in advance, and they called to order food in the morning and now it has evolved into the first day when the meal is delivered, and the next day's meal is ordered, and even a few students simply pay for a month's meal, which makes Shi Jianren's daily food delivery route and time more unified and simple, and every day Geng Meizi goes to the vegetable market to buy vegetables and get goods, the regularity has also been strengthened after becoming familiar with the vegetable vendors, bargaining and comparison have further reduced the cost, not to mention that even the mobile phone bill has been reduced a lot。

However, since the money for buying raw materials is basically used by Geng Meizi, Shi Jianren has never known how much money a six-yuan boxed lunch can make, anyway, Geng Meizi gives him a hundred yuan every day, saying that it is pocket money instead of wages, and this word is also what she learned from the chat of female college students.

Shi Jianren seemed to have more free time, about a week or so after the lunch box was made, Hong Qiaoyun gave him an address and phone number, returned his ID card, and asked him to find this place to learn to drive and get a driver's license.

This made Geng Haiyan even more lonely and at a loss after finishing the afternoon, after all, in this unaccompanied place, except for Shi Jianren, she didn't have anyone she knew to communicate with, and those little sisters who used to huddle all day long at the dock were not around, after wiping the last iron pot clean that day, she should have gone back alone when she closed the roller shutter door, but she wiped her hands and slowly walked to the studio, and saw Hong Qiaoyun standing in front of the snow-white canvas more than one person high, she habitually leaned against the door again, looking at this figure that seemed to be completely different from herself。

Shi Jianren's life has stabilized these days, and when he gets up in the morning, he sometimes plays a set of Tai Chi on the cement floor at the door, Geng Haiyan can't understand what the slow old man's movements mean, but now he feels that Hong Qiaoyun's posture seems to be a little similar to that.

is standing there quietly brewing something, and lit a cigarette slowly with the mist of green smoke, the other female college students in the whole studio are gone, only echoing the foreign music that Geng Meizi can't understand at all, the more gentle kind, she can feel it to this point, after all, at the dock, she and the little sisters have never listened to those Hong Kong and Taiwan pop songs, and they have to be saliva songs, a little complicated love is unbearable.

I don't know how long the brewing time has been going on anyway Suddenly Hong Qiaoyun threw away the slender cigarette that still had half a cigarette in his hand, grabbed the brush next to him and began to smack on the white canvas If Shi Jianren saw it, he would know that it was a monochrome outline of the blue pigment again, this was a draft.

Unlike the commercial paintings of the national heroes, which have to be drafted, very detailed with various pencil compositions, and drafts on paper, this seems to be pure creation, and Hong Qiaoyun is painting completely according to his current emotions.

At first, the blue lines from east to west were incomprehensible, but as the paint became more and more dense on the picture, the little girl was a little surprised to find that the picture was actually a man holding a long stick, flying in the air, and the man holding the long stick with extraordinary momentum opened the world!

Just by this single blue, you can see that you can show the grand scene of the surging storms at your hands, and the man in the center can feel the wild and uninhibited battle momentum from the perspective of Geng Meizi!

The girl who had been looking down on this aunt before was a little stunned, it turned out that this was the real ability of others, with such a paintbrush with one hand, she could paint such a huge picture that made her suddenly a little numb when she looked at it!

And she clearly felt that the man's face outlined by a few strokes was her beloved Ah Ren!

But she couldn't tell anything was wrong.

Then at this time, something that surprised her appeared, Hong Qiaoyun, who took a few steps back and observed the whole, suddenly frowned, and then casually dipped the paintbrush into the paint next to it, and slammed a fork on the canvas more than one person high!

It's the kind that crosses the two sides on the canvas and destroys all the drafts that were sketched before!

It seems that I heard from Ah Ren that this painter's paintings are worth more than 10,000 yuan, and now this painting that seems to be particularly impressive to himself has been destroyed in an instant!

Sister Geng involuntarily screamed out.

Hong Qiaoyun seemed to have been awakened from a dream, turned her head to look over for a while before her eyes focused on Geng Haiyan's face, and she swayed to the sofa with a smile and patted the soft cushion next to her: "Come and sit for a while?"

During these days in the Academy of Fine Arts, Geng Haiyan heard a lot of strange things, and it was common for women to engage with women, at least one of these female graduate students!

Looking at Hong Qiaoyun's bewitching expression, she was suddenly a little stunned!