1381 Wei Liufanwai (3)

It was a little boring to stay alone in the room, Wei Liu looked left and right at this place that was both familiar and unfamiliar, thought about it, and walked to the easel.

There were a few pens and paints next to the easel, and he frowned, instinctively disliking the thing.

Fortunately, there is also a table next to it, on which is placed pen and ink, it seems that he used to have a wide range of interests, both oil painting and landscape painting.

When Wei Liu lifted the brush, a familiar feeling immediately came to his face, as if he was holding the brush more easily than a hard pen.

Spreading out a piece of rice paper, Wei Liu thought about it for a while, and traced it on the paper.

He didn't really know what he wanted to draw, but his hand seemed to be conscious, and he kept sliding on the paper.

His painting style is very delicate and detailed, but the speed is not slow, only a short moment, the person on the painting has taken shape, it is a woman with ancient makeup, slender figure, straight waist, chin slightly raised, combing the simplest bun, but unprovoked reveal a kind of nobility.

But the woman's face was blank.

Wei Liu finished painting the last decoration on her hair, and wanted to trace her face, but the pen was lifted for a long time, and it couldn't fall down no matter what, until the ink on the tip of the pen condensed and dripped, Wei Liu woke up suddenly, and hurriedly wiped the drawing paper with his hand, but where can the rice paper stand up to wiping, and the ink is not a pencil for sketching.

Staring at the crumpled painting, Wei Liu's heart suddenly flashed a trace of sourness.

Who is this woman? Has he seen her before? Why did he draw her image as soon as he brushed it?

It was as if the shadow was engraved in his heart, and the folds of every garment were so clear, but he couldn't remember her face anyway.

"Ah Liu......" Mrs. Wei's voice came, and Wei Liu hurriedly stuffed the drawing paper into a drawer under the desk.

"The meal is ready, go down...... Why is your face so pale, and is it uncomfortable? "It's fine when you come back in the morning, why is it like this? Mrs. Wei's face changed greatly, and she hurriedly came over to check.

"I'm fine." Wei Liu avoided Mrs. Wei without a trace, and said, "Maybe you have slept for too long and are short of blood, you can just cook more blood-replenishing things for me to eat." ”

Wei Liu took Mrs. Wei down the stairs, and glanced at the corner of his eye when he went out, the painting was not folded, and the woman on the painting could still vaguely see that the blank face seemed to be laughing at him, obviously remembering everything, but forgetting her face.

During the meal, Commander Wei still had a straight face, and Mrs. Wei personally sandwiched several dishes, and Commander Wei ate it with a reluctant look.

Wei Liu glanced at this man who was his father, lowered his head and ate silently, pretending not to know that he had eaten the contents of the bowl cleanly.

The corners of his lips hooked up a somewhat pleasant smile, and it felt really good to see his parents so loving.

After eating, Wei Liu wanted to go upstairs again, not for anything else, just because Commander Wei was here, he really didn't know what to say.

Just as he was about to leave, Commander Wei had already stopped him: "Wait a minute, I will help you register for this year's military academy, and you will report in half a month!" ”

Wei Liu frowned slightly, although he did have some interest in this military school, but Commander Wei's tough attitude made him dislike it from the bottom of his heart.

Even if this person is his father, Wei Liu doesn't want to compromise casually, some pride is born from the stock, no matter who he is facing, he will not compromise easily.

"I'll take a look." Wei Liu said lightly, and his words were not polite.

"What else is there to consider?" Commander Wei was furious: "If it weren't for your weak appearance, why would you have been hit on the bed by a small explosion for three months, I tell you, you have to go, you have to go, you have to go!" ”

Compared with Wei Siling's anger, Wei Liu didn't care about Yun Qingfeng, and still said, "I'll think about it." ”

Commander Wei was so angry that he almost wanted to pull the belt down to clean up Wei Liu, but before the belt was taken off, the doorbell rang, accompanied by a very cheerful voice: "Auntie, uncle, cousin is back, isn't it?" I'm here to see my cousin! ”

"Don't put away that fierce look yet, let Ziyan see what it looks like!" Mrs. Wei glared at Commander Wei, got up to open the door, and greeted a neatly dressed girl with a smile: "You girl is well-informed. ”

The girl gave Mrs. Wei a big hug, and ran directly to Wei Liu: "Cousin, how are you?" Really good? I've been guarding you for a few months and you haven't opened your eyes, why are you fine as soon as I leave? You did it on purpose, didn't you? ”

Wei Liu didn't have any impression of this woman, but she jumped over, and there was pure concern in her coquettish tone, so she accepted her first in her heart, and said with a smile: "It's all right." ”

"It's all right, cousin, I just have something to look for you, let's go up and talk."

"Ziyan, don't pull your cousin to do some strange things, he is not well yet." Mrs. Wei hurriedly called.

"Auntie, don't worry, you won't be tired of your cousin!" Ziyan shouted, and at the same time, he had already grabbed Wei Liu's arm and rushed upstairs.

Wei Liu has always been not used to other people's touches, but Ziyan pulled his head and didn't look back, he thought about it, and finally resisted the urge to break free, this is his cousin, such a close relationship, it's okay to pull it.

When he arrived at Wei Liu's room, as soon as Ziyan closed the door, he clasped his hands together and said, "Cousin, cousin, you can help me draw a few posters and costumes, the comic con is about to start, and I must win the best cos award." ”

Comic Con? cos?

Wei Liu was confused, stared at Ziyan and asked, "What's that?" ”

Ziyan patted her head and said, "Oh, I forgot, my aunt said on the phone that you have forgotten a lot of things, don't be afraid, I'll give you popular science." ”

As he spoke, he pulled Wei Liu is crackling horn and said.

It's not so much popular science.,It's more like an otaku girl's worship of anime and cos.。 From Ziyan's almost illogical narrative, Wei Liu still understood that the so-called comic exhibition is a kind of non-realistic painting of works and related products on display, and the so-called cos is the appearance of real people dressing themselves up as characters in comics.

Now there are quite a few children as big as Ziyan who are very obsessed with this thing.

And Ziyan's tone, it's not the first time she has come to ask him to draw posters and costumes, and he has accompanied Ziyan to a few sets of cos photos before.

Wei Liu's mind somehow sprung up with the picture of being beaten by Commander Wei, it seems that it has absolutely nothing to do with this comic show and cos.

After gushing out that kind of picture, Wei Liu looked at Ziyan again, just like looking at a scourge.

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Today is a chapter, the table and so on~~