Bang Dang!

An earth-shattering voice rang out.

Onkyo almost thought he had broken the wall!

He subconsciously touched his head, doesn't it hurt?

There was a loud and noisy sound in the courtyard.

Zhang Nanyan happened to be standing at the door, looking out, only to see a fashionably dressed girl rushing out of the opposite room with a suitcase.

The door of the opposite room was pushed open with great force, slammed against the wall, and bounced back with a loud bang.

With the sound of high-heeled shoes stomping sharply, the girl reached the middle of the yard, where she stopped sharply and looked back at the house.

However, there was no movement in the room except for the sound of guitar singing, and the door panel had stopped bouncing, leaving only a slight trembling afterglow, as if waiting for the figure to rush out of the room to stay.

However, the door did not wait to be pushed open again.

The girl was so angry that her body trembled. She pointed to the house and scolded fiercely: "Good, good, good...... I'm really blind and lame, and I ...... with people like you."

The girl scolded without swearing.

Zhang Nanyan heard a hissing sound in her ears, she turned her head to see that An Qiao was standing next to her with a frame full of drawing paper, and looked out at the excitement.

"This little pepper is the girlfriend of 'Brother Huo'." Onkyo said: "Little pepper is spicy, but it's not easy to mess with. ”

Zhang Nanyan suddenly realized, shouldn't Anqiao's mouth be learned like this?

Pepper scolded in one breath, dragged the head of the suitcase and didn't go back.

"Brother Huo" is also a talent, and people scolded him so much that he didn't show up.

"Some stories haven't been told yet, so forget it,

Those moods have been difficult to distinguish between true and false in the years,

Now the grass is overgrown here and there are no flowers,

Fortunately, I once had your spring, autumn, winter and summer,

They're all old, where are they?

Luckily, I was able to accompany them to open up.

Laa...... Thinking of her,

Laa...... Is she still driving,

Laa...... Go,

They have been carried away by the wind and scattered to the ends of the earth. ”

The hoarse male voice sang with tears and pain.

Zhang Nanyan was fascinated by what she heard, she and Anqiao glanced at each other, and said in unison: "He sings this song better than rock 'n' roll!" ”

"Tsk, hurry up and find someone to dump him a few more times, according to this posture, maybe he can really become an instant hit!"

Zhang Nanyan rarely agreed with Onkyo's opinion and nodded: "Only works that inject emotion will move people's hearts." ”

After such an episode, the embarrassment between Zhang Nanyan and Anqiao disappeared.

Onkyo was inspired.

He made a clearing in the middle of the hut where the painting was kept, and set up only a chair. The canvas-covered paintings face the center, intricately surrounded, seemingly disorganized, and as if the stars are holding the moon.

All the paintings are waiting for their souls.

Onkyo said excitedly: "You will sit in the middle for a while, and this is what you want to express is ......"

“…… Painting the soul ......," Zhang Nanyan murmured.

"That's right! It's the soul of painting! ”

This tacit understanding of the heart and mind excites Onkyo, and he feels that his heart is full of creative inspiration, and he has a hunch that this will be his best work.

Zhang Nanyan's heart was also stirred, she felt the call of the works to her, at this moment, she forgot the distress of mortal dust, as if she was sublimated, eager to plunge into the ocean of art, to integrate and achieve.

The sorrow of the feelings seems to have found an outlet, the anger needs to be vented urgently, and the warm emotions are surging into a rushing river......

Zhang Nanyan changed her clothes, wrapped her white yukata tightly, and nervously walked out from behind the curtain.

Onkyo is immersed in preparing his painting tools.

Zhang Nanyan took a deep breath and called him: "...... I'm ready ......"

Onkyo looked up. He saw Zhang Nanyan wrapped tightly in a white bathrobe, his hands wrapped around his body.

She wrapped her bathrobe tightly, but the hem of the bathrobe showed her fair calves. A pair of beautiful feet were barefoot on the floor, and her toes were pink, but the shell-like nails were white, which was the result of her tense toes.

How can you not be nervous? Zhang Nanyan had already made up her mind after careful consideration before. But after all, she's a girl, and if she wants to be in front of others, the object is still an acquaintance boy, and it's not normal for her to be shy or nervous.

Zhang Nanyan grabbed the belt of the bathrobe tightly with both hands, not daring to move.

"Ahem...... You just sit on the chair......" Anqiao didn't dare to look at Zhang Nanyan, he said to himself in his heart, "Be calm, be professional!" ”

"Well, it's good ......" Zhang Nanyan replied and walked over to the chair in the middle.

Onkyo lowered his head and saw a pair of beautiful feet walking gently past his line of sight, and his gaze couldn't help but move with the lotus step.

"I'm seated ......"

"Oh......" He suppressed his heartbeat and looked up calmly, but it fell short in a second.

When he saw Zhang Nanyan's shy and beautiful face, he suddenly rushed to the top of his head.

Zhang Nanyan couldn't hear Anqiao speak for a long time, she raised her head suspiciously, and saw Anqiao's blushing face.

"That's not going to work." She said in her heart, she is so embarrassed, when will she start creating? Now that you have made up your mind, you will no longer be a mother-in-law!

Zhang Nanyan was upright and spoke: "Anqiao, let's start!" ”

As she spoke, she loosened her belt, and her bathrobe fluttered off her shoulders.

Onkyo blushed and wanted to dodge, but he thought that he was a professional painter, how could he desecrate art with an impure heart! What's more, Zhang Nanyan is a friend and partner, she is so brave, if he is still cowardly and retreating, how can he be worthy of her trust?

So, Anqiao straightened his back and looked at it solemnly.

It's perfect!

The person in front of him is simply the embodiment of beauty.

Her long jet-black hair was draped over her shoulders, and her hair reflected her jade-white body, perfect in every detail.

She is like a white and warm sculpture, exuding the brilliance of beauty.

At this moment, he fell for her, willing to be impressed by her beauty, and became her loyal courtier.

Stripped of external constraints, Zhang Nanyan felt unprecedented freedom. She felt the movement of air, the change in temperature, and her body felt it to the fullest.

The smell of paint and paper surrounded her, as if it could penetrate deep into the interior of her body through her pores.

Countless paintings, large and small, greet her, surround her, and accept her, and she feels the fluctuations of her works, as if each work is releasing a unique energy and emotion, no, not only the works, but also the light, the air, the dust, and even the sad love songs coming from outside the house, they are all dancing.

Zhang Nanyan's body is getting lighter and lighter, her heart is getting lighter and lighter, she seems to have turned into a flower blooming in the sun, the breeze, and the drawing paper, wanting to bloom and express.

She wants to express herself to the world.