The day's shooting finally ended with Lin Lin half-raising a brush to the stinky pig.

As soon as Director Xu finished shouting "It's okay", the stinky pig who left as a model immediately wagged his tail as if he understood, his bright eyes looked at Lin Lin on the opposite side, and his face was full of "Let me see what you painted me like".

Lin Lin stood up from the chair, he made a gesture at the stinky pig, and Wang Xingren followed and quieted down and lay on the floor.

Lu Li looked at the stinky pig curiously, Lin Li's action was too fast just now, and she didn't have time to see clearly what the warrant for the stinky pig to lie down and wait was like.

went to see Lin Lin again, he had already walked to Director Xu's camera to watch the replay.

Lin Lin had just returned to the study half an hour ago.

Lu Li vaguely heard him and Director Xu say that the phone had been called, and Director Xu asked him again and couldn't hear anything clearly, only to see Lin Lin bending the corners of his mouth and shaking his head, but didn't speak.

Later, when filming the scenes of Lin Lin and the stinky pig, Lu Li stood in the corner and looked at him, and he didn't move forward. There was a time when she needed to take a few books and put them next to the stinky pig as a background, Xu Wei shouted at her to do it, and Lu Li also pushed the past opportunity to her colleagues.

Xu Wei glanced at her at that time, although she didn't say anything, but Lu Li could understand the meaning in that look at that time, and she deliberately pretended not to see it.

She couldn't tell Director Xu in this situation, she was a little shaken. I made up my mind to cry outside the hotel that night...... Shaken.

Lu Li thought of his embarrassment that night, and couldn't help but bow his head and sniff, especially hoping that Director Xu could temporarily lose his memory and forget that paragraph.

When she looked up again, she sensed a burning gaze from somewhere, and she carefully searched for it.

It was Lin Lin who was looking at her.

Lu Li's eyes rolled slightly, and when he was hesitating to avoid it, Lin Lin turned his eyes away first, because Mark came over to what he was talking to in his ear.

Lu Li breathed a sigh of relief, but she was not in a hurry to look away this time, she continued to stare at Lin Lin in a complicated mood, and suddenly began to wonder what the call he left to make or answer was.

There is always a layer of fog on this man's body that makes it impossible to see.

Mark quickly left after speaking, and the shooting continued. Lin Lin didn't look at Lu Li's side again, he sat in front of the easel and talked to Director Xu about the shooting, and someone came over to help him replace the white drawing on the easel that was painted with Lu Li as a model before.

Lu Li frowned as he watched the painting being rolled up and placed on the empty table beside him. She felt that the painting had been sent to the cold palace.

After the new drawing paper was fixed on the easel, Lin Lin suddenly turned his head to look at the one that was "sent to the cold palace", and kept his posture and looked at it for several seconds before turning his head, all of which were seen by Lu Li.

Lu Li felt strange in his heart.

Lin Li's sketch object this time was changed to a stinky pig, and Wang Xingren obediently sat on the leather sofa that Lu Li had sat on before according to Lin Lone's request.

Lu Li quietly moved her position, and stopped after choosing a place where she could see the canvas, she wanted to see what Lin Lin looked like when she painted.

Lin Lin used a brush to start the draft directly this time.

The two colleagues who stood with Lu Li looked at it for a while and talked in a low voice, probably meaning that Quarin was so lonely that he drew the appearance of a stinky pig with just a few strokes, and it was very similar.

Lu Li didn't squeak, his eyes were staring at the ...... for a moment Painting the hand of the man holding the pen.

After Lin Lin came back from the bedroom, he changed into a shirt, sat down to draw and rolled up his sleeves, and the exposed arm muscles showed beautiful muscle lines as he held the pen.

It's not the obvious muscular feeling, it's just the right amount of firmness.

"He looks so good with a paintbrush...... "The colleague whispered next to him.

"yes, it would be nice to be able to photograph him revisiting the cultural relics, I'm looking forward to ......"

Lu Li listened to his colleague's words, and his head subconsciously made a starting motion. She wanted to say, and she wanted to see how he restored the artifacts.

It's the kind of person who wants to rush over and say it loudly to Lin Lone...... Think.