After staying in France for a long time, Gu Pian stayed at home all day and didn't go out, and he also mentioned that he wanted to go to see his flower shop, but Nan Hanming refused because he was too far away and the car had radiation. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In desperation, she could only stay in the hotel every day, paint every day as before, and then ask someone to put it in the gallery.

The company had given her time, so it hadn't sent anyone to sign a contract with her yet.

If it weren't for Nan Hanming's relief that his company was going to set a date for signing the contract, she almost thought that they would regret it and didn't plan to find her.

Gu was bored, sitting in front of Nan Hanming, holding a paintbrush, not knowing how to start.

I don't know which tendon Nan Hanming smoked, so I had to ask her to paint for him, and she had to paint it better.

Just like him, although he has a handsome face that is indignant to people and gods, but on the oil paintings with clear and prominent colors, he can only turn into a monster with a red nose and freckles.

She is good at highlighting the scenery.

Nan Hanming looked up at Gu Pixi, who was biting the tip of his pen with a distressed expression, smiled, and then buried his head in continuing to deal with official business.

He had found someone to study her style of painting and knew that she was the worst at portraying people, so he deliberately asked her to paint his portraits, so that she would be distracted and not think about running around all day.

The old man has now reached out to this town, and it will not be good if she goes out and is captured by the old man's men again.

And as long as she stays here for a day, he can protect her for a day.

Gu looked up at Nan Hanming, dressed in a straight suit, holding a straight waist, frowning slightly, the sunlight fell on his cheeks from the floor-to-ceiling window on the side, making his already deep mixed-race facial features more angular.

Her gaze fixed on the side of his face, calculating how to paint the same picture in different colors.

Picking up the palette, she gently shook the skin tone that belonged to him, fortunately Nan Hanming was a mixed race, although he had Asian skin, he also had the depth of a European person.

Perhaps because people's skin was too difficult to reconcile and outline, Gu Pian spent several hours before he finally painted Nan Hanming's portrait.

Nan Hanming in the painting, with his head down, a starry eye flowing under his long eyelashes, he sat very straight, the color of his face seemed to be the same, but if he looked closely, he found that there were also shades.

The curtains blown by the wind by the window were painted with a layer of gold, and even Nan Hanming's side face and hair were also painted golden.

In fact, the most prominent thing in the painting is Nan Hanming's hand holding the pen, at first glance, it is slender and clean, but if you look closely, you faintly feel that there are green tendons in it, which highlights Nan Hanming's strength and seriousness in holding the pen.

Nan Hanming also took care of his official duties, and when he saw that Gu Pity had begun to put away the drawing board, he hurried up to take a look.

He didn't know much about painting, but he could also understand that Gu pity was a good painting, he thought that seeing her distressed appearance would take at least a few days, but he didn't expect it to be good so soon.

"The painting is very good, the colors of this painting are clearly spit out, the curves are delicate, I am very satisfied." Nan Hanming commented on the painting, as if he was an insider who admired the painting.

slapped Nan Hanming's buttocks, Gu pity glared at him, "Do you understand?" It's beeping right there. ”

"Isn't that what you say? I see that those who appreciate paintings describe a person as a good painter. Nan Hanming scratched his head and said confidently.