Chapter Seventy-Two: Hidden Deeply, Xu Yi

"Headache." Xu Yi sat up from the bed, rubbed his temples, patted his head because of the abnormal pain caused by the hangover, he sighed, took a deep breath, Xu Yi's face was full of disgust, why was there such a big smell of alcohol.

He Chuan walked into the bedroom with a glass of tomato juice, looked at Xu Yi's disgust with himself and laughed: "Hahaha, even you dislike yourself." ”

He Chuan handed the tomato juice to Xu Yi, who was sitting on the bed with his hair in a chicken nest.

"Tomato juice decanting."

"Thank you." Xu Yi took the tomato juice and drank it all.

Xu Yi drank the tomato juice, put on his shoes and prepared to wash, and as soon as he got out of bed, he saw that the whole room was in a mess, with waste paper, paintbrushes and paints thrown everywhere on the floor.

"It's... What did I do? ”

He Chuan nodded at him.

Xu Yi couldn't believe that he did all this, he squatted on the ground, picked up the brushes and paints that were thrown around, put them in their original positions, and picked up the waste paper one by one, he looked at the paintings on the waste paper, and shook his head in disbelief, this must not have been done by him, this bold color, wild painting style, how could it be him? He must be dreaming?

Xu Yi pinched his arm hard, it hurt, it turned out that it wasn't a dream, it was true! Wine is really not a good thing!

This is not over, He Chuan motioned to Xu Yi with his eyes to take a look at the shoes he wore yesterday, Xu Yi followed He Chuan's line of sight, the white shoes he wore yesterday had become painted, he covered his eyes and shook his head, wine is really not a good thing!

"Xu Yi, look at my shoes." ,

Xu Yi looked at the shoes He Chuan wore yesterday, he remembered that the two of them wore the same white shoes yesterday, and his shoes have now become painted, Xu Yi looked at He Chuan with a look of shame and said, "I'm sorry, I'll buy you another pair on the weekend." ”

He Chuan picked up the shoes that Xu Yi had painted, looked at them carefully, he thought the paintings were very good-looking, and said to Xu Yi with a smile: "You don't need to buy them for me, I think your paintings are very good-looking, very special, I think they are very good, I like them very much, by the way, can this be washed off?" ”

"What kind of paint did I paint with?"

He Chuan pointed to the acrylic paint in the corner.

"I can't wash it off, wine is really not a good thing!" Xu Yi glanced at the paint He Chuan pointed at and sighed.

"Knowing that wine is not a good thing, and you still drink so much, are you dying?" Xu Yi looked at He Chuan and sighed.

"I didn't say anything strange yesterday, did I?"

He Chuan nodded, and he said to Xu Yi: "What strange words can you say, it's the first time I've seen someone who doesn't cry, make trouble, or sleep when he's drunk, and he just wants to paint." ”

"That's it?" Xu Yi couldn't remember what happened last night, he only remembered that he drank too much and vomited, and He Chuan helped him go home, and then he couldn't remember.

He Chuan explained what Xu Yi did after drinking last night: "Last night, after you came back, you kept shouting to paint, how I persuaded you not to listen, I thought that painting is much better than heaven and earth, so I let you paint, at the beginning you sat in front of the window and painted quietly, after a few minutes you felt too quiet, just accompanied by classical music painting, a painting is more than an hour, during the painting, as long as you are a little dissatisfied, you will tear up the painting and repaint, so there is so much waste paper." ”

"Later, after the painting was finished, I let you sleep, and if you didn't sleep, you said you could still paint, so you picked up the shoes you were wearing, and started painting, and after painting your own, you felt that you were not having fun, and started to paint my shoes again, oh, by the way, during which you still felt that classical music could not inspire you, and listened to the lama for more than half an hour, and listened to a piece of freestyle, I really didn't expect that you were also interested in hip-hop, and you hid it, Xu Yi.".

"I still have a video of your freestyle, can you watch it?"

"Don't look!"