Chapter 415: Entering the studio day and night
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It is said that a person who has achieved cultivation can let his soul out of his body and float beside him, but he can't go too far because he can't control it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Some people use this method to cultivate, and when they cultivate against their unconscious bodies, they can truly realize the truth that the four major things are empty and all things are only mindful.
As for saying that the spirit can fly alone in the air, it is only in the books written by the great god who I have read in the previous life, and in folklore, there are many witches who can walk the underworld at night, but this is absolutely deceptive.
Besides, he believed this, after all, he was teleported by the Divine Soul, and knew the unique power of the Divine Soul, but if he wanted to do so, he couldn't do it at all.
Could it be that there was some teleportation mechanism in the body last night?
Besides, I also wondered in my heart, last time the whole person teleported to Xiao Nier's hometown, but this time it was just a spirit teleportation and went to Qiu Xiang's boudoir. But either way, these should be the transmission mechanisms in the body that are at work.
He could be sure that he must have this thing in his body, maybe it was just an energy, although he couldn't find out how much he couldn't find out.
"Besides, do you still use Qiu Xiang as a model, is this painting so secure?" Sisi saw that he didn't speak for a while, so she urged.
"Oh, no, really don't need it, I've tossed Qiu Xiang enough these days, and I can have a good rest. Besides, he hurriedly said.
"I'm casual, as long as I need to come, I just have to trouble Pomegranate Xiao Nier and the two of them to watch. "Autumn fragrance is very generous and authentic.
Everyone laughed, the pomegranate and silk were nominally watching and painting, although everyone understood the meaning, do you have to say it so bluntly?
"That's good, I won't watch it in the future, you can do whatever you want. "The pomegranate is also very authentic.
"No, you'd better watch it, otherwise I can't tell what happened. Li Xiangjun's matter, I suffered a lot. Besides, he laughed.
"Stinky beauty, who can have anything to do with you. Qiu Xiang's face flushed, and she said a little shyly.
"It's impossible for us to have anything, so I'm afraid I can't say it clearly, and if there is really something, I don't have to say it clearly. "Besides, deliberately detouring.
Sisi said: "I can hear it, you are not willing to do anything, are you? Pomegranate, I see, he really owes it up." ”
"Leave this matter to Niel, he will suffer at night. Pomegranate pouted.
After seeing the painting, everyone is obviously a little excited, although Zhou Dingcheng said that there is only a chance of forty percent now, after all, it is much better than before, with forty percent, if it goes further, to fifty percent or even sixty percent, the hope is great, unlike before, Zhou Dingcheng directly said that there is no possibility of winning at all.
After dinner, Zhou Dingcheng personally escorted Pomegranate and Sisi home, and then went into the studio to continue painting.
Now he is still in that state, even when he eats and drinks, he can feel that his brain is on fire, and the blood in his body is burning.
As soon as he entered the studio, he did not come out one night, and there was no one in sight during the day, and he only came out at dinner the next day, his face was whiter, and his body was even weaker, and he really ate half of the cooked deer for dinner.
"It doesn't matter to him, he's going to burn himself out. Xiao Nier was so distressed that she burst into tears, but she didn't dare to persuade her.
"No, seeing him in this state, I kind of believe that he really has a chance to win. Zhou Dingcheng was very excited, knowing that this was in the best condition. For the body, Zhou Dingcheng has a bottom in his heart, he is still young, even if he is injured for a while, it is not difficult to recover, not to mention that he is a famous doctor.
Bohu, Zhengming, you tremble! Zhou Dingcheng gloated in his heart.
Regarding the state of affairs, Zhou Dingcheng deliberately released a little news, the purpose was to scare Tang Bohu.
"What, besides, there has been a big breakthrough, how is this possible?" Tang Bohu didn't believe it at all when he heard the news.
"Bohu, don't be careless, it's not that I heard about it, but someone saw Miss Qiuxiang go to his house every day to be a model for him, but with pomegranates and silk with you, you don't have to think about anything else. It's just that having a model is not the same as a model, you know. After Wen Zhengming learned the news, he immediately rushed to report the news
"It's a letter from Su Qingdong's kid again?"
Tang Bohu still didn't believe it, thinking that Su Qingdong was lying, that kid could make up any rumors.
"It's true that he inquired, but the news has been confirmed. Besides, he didn't hide it, this was what his cook said to people personally, saying that Zhou Dingcheng was very excited when he saw the draft. ”
Besides, the cook is very loyal to the situation and never talks nonsense, but she has always been the best channel for the outside world to inquire about the situation. Zhou Dingcheng took advantage of this and inadvertently spread the news.
When Tang Bohu heard the news, it was no less than five thunderbolts, and he didn't care about the breakthrough of his painting skills at all, but when he thought of Qiu Xiang going to be a model every day, standing in front of him every day and posing in various poses, his heart was like a knife.
At that time, although there was no modeling industry, in fact, painters also consciously painted according to the human body, Tang Bohu often went out to the Qinglou, in fact, it was also for this, only prostitutes were willing to pose in various poses according to the requirements of the guests, and they were all undressed. Although the concubines at home can also be, after all, there are still many inconveniences.
She wouldn't do that, would she?
Tang Bohu had a scene in his mind that he didn't dare to imagine.
No, didn't Zhengming say it, Pomegranate and Sisi also accompanyed, Sisi, as the master of the Yun family, would not agree in the first place, Pomegranate is a big vinegar jar, and two people will never be allowed to do this. Besides, Qiu Xiang is also a woman from a good family and a virgin, so she will definitely not be able to erase this face.
His heart was pounding, and at this moment he felt like he was about to suffocate.
"Bohu, what's wrong with you?" Wen Zhengming was stunned and hurriedly shook him.
"It's fine. Tang Bohu grabbed the wine jug next to him and drank a pot of wine in one go, only then did he feel better.
Originally, he had entered the state in the past few days, feeling that he could play normally, and he had that kind of aura of contempt for all things in his heart, but he was instantly crushed by this news.
"You're okay, don't scare me, I wouldn't have told you if I knew you were like this. "Wen Zhengming regrets this at this time.
"I'm fine, don't worry, even if he has any breakthroughs, he is limited, and losing is inevitable. Tang Bohu was sure of this.
"I also think so, you have a greater advantage in painting than I have over him in calligraphy, even if you draw a random one, you can beat him. Wen Zhengming said.
"Then what are you worried about me? Do you think he can turn the tables around?" Tang Bohu said angrily.
He was really a little angry, and he disturbed his state of mind, and he couldn't recover at all without a day or two of adjustment. He also understood that Wen Zhengming was worried about the 20,000 taels of silver he had bet, but didn't he also bet 15,000 taels? What's more, this competition was under more pressure on him than anyone else.
"I'm not worried about you, I'm just ......"
Wen Zhengming himself can't understand what he is worried about, from all aspects, Tang Bohu will win, but he just can't restrain the panic in his heart, he is always afraid of an accident, just in case or something.
The so-called concern is chaos, this matter is too important to both of them, and their hearts are like pressing a mountain, and they can't be as calm as usual.
It would be easier to understand it, because he had seen a movie in which a rich man played tricks on people.
This rich man is looking for someone to make a game, that is, he uses a lighter to ignite, he takes out the best and most famous lighters in the world, and the people who want to participate in the game's demonstration, each lighter is a little lighter, and there is no time that it cannot be lit.
The rich man's game was simple: anyone who lit any lighter twenty times in a row would win $10 million, and if he couldn't light it once, he would have to cut off a finger for him.
There are many people who think that this game is not simple, this 10 million dollars is simply picked up for nothing, and there is nothing wrong with the lighter, not only can you do any inspection in advance, but you can also try it at will.
Quite a few people participated in the game, but no one got the 10 million dollar prize, and everyone was left with a finger. Why did he lose to this rich man? Not because of the problem with the lighter, but because of the psychological pressure, the fingers trembling and the inability to ignite.
Tang Bohu and Wen Zhengming are just like the people who participate in this game at this time, the game that must be won, but there are too many chances of losing, because they can't afford to lose, and the psychological pressure is so great that they can't breathe.
Besides, there is no such problem there, because he has this silver, and this silver is inexplicably honored by someone, and if he comes to it, he naturally does not cherish it very much, and even if he loses, he will not feel very distressed.
What caused his psychological pressure was that he did not use his real level to overwhelm Tang Bohu and Wen Zhengming, who were old talents in poetry, so he was eager to use his real level to win a game in painting.
The other is the problem of Akika.
This is not only a comparison of paintings, but also a comparison of psychological endurance, but also a comparison of who caused greater psychological pressure to whom, the cause is also that the gambling game is too large, Tang Bohu, Wen Zhengming and others wanted to pick up the cheap, but they didn't expect that it was this pie that seemed to fall from the sky that caused a huge psychological contrast.
"Bohu, did you say that we were a little too big and overplayed this time?" Wen Zhengming said suddenly.
"You mean we're betting on it?" asked Tang Bohu.
"Exactly, I have been thinking about it repeatedly these days, and suddenly I feel as if all this is intentional, he is giving us a set, and we, not only are we not alert, but we are happy to stick our heads in. Wen Zhengming broke out in a cold sweat.
When Wen Zhengming said this, Tang Bohu also pondered. Is it really that complicated? Besides, it's certain that people are small, but is the psychology so dark?