The next moment I turned my back, my face flushed to the base of my ears. Gao Cheng actually wrapped a towel around his lower body and walked out naked! The footsteps approached, and the distance seemed to be one step behind him: "Behind the ears?" I shouted that you can't hear me? ”

Reluctantly replied: "I usually have no distractions when I paint." God knows how weak my heart is when I say this, and all that is in my mind at the moment is the scene of him walking out of the bathroom.

He snorted suspiciously and mockingly derogatory: "I didn't paint it well." ”

At this time, I didn't have the heart to think about his burial of my paintings, and reminded me in a low voice: "You ...... Isn't it cold? "It's November and December, and I'm wearing a coat indoors, so I don't think it's inappropriate for him to be so "cool"?

I finally seemed to understand, and the footsteps began to move to the other side, and I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but before my breath could ease up, I heard a cool voice float in: "If this is your purpose, I will gladly accept it, after all...... There aren't many high-quality men you can get in touch with. ”

He was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted, gritted his teeth and roared: "Gao Cheng! ”

Bang! The door is closed.

Gallery.

The boy secretly looked at me many times, but he was afraid of my dark face and did not dare to come forward. It's not that I have to bring emotions to work, it's really hard to calm down. In the morning, when the turmoil had not subsided, I was so angry that I packed up my picture scroll and went out as fast as I could, but I walked into the gallery with my front foot, and Gao Cheng came with my back foot, wearing a light-colored casual, calm and refreshed.

When he entered the door, he only glanced at me, then swept over to his old position, and when he sat down, he found that he had bought breakfast from the breakfast stall in his hand, double portions.

I don't pretend to think that his extra share was bought for me, that's not what he would do in Gaocheng at all. After he had eaten a breakfast slowly, he moved his laptop and tapped it, not very loud, but it was enough to disturb me, and it was difficult to calm down.

It's just a little bit of a finish, but it's often the soul of a painting, so I sat in front of the easel for two hours without being able to move my brush. Until the little boy came in and saw us sitting in a corner, it seemed that we were all right, but in fact the air pressure was low. After calling me, he put down his bag and was about to do something, but he heard a soft voice and asked, "Have you eaten breakfast?" ”

The little boy in the afterglow glanced at the breakfast in front of Gao Cheng and replied honestly: "I have already eaten on the way here, thank you, Brother Cheng." ”

"Oh, help me throw the trash can at the door, it's cold anyway."

Speechless...... He knew that the breakfast that had been shelved for more than two hours was already cold, and he went to sell it to the little boy to eat, but although the little boy was honest, he still knew how to refuse, or I was afraid of eating and making a stomach.

After that, the pressure continued to be low, and finally before noon, the promotional illustration was barely finished. The results were unsatisfactory, and I always felt that there were shortcomings, but when I got it to Jiang Yan, the president of Starlight, she was pleasantly surprised, and immediately called the director and screenwriter. The screenwriter's expression is the most exaggerated, he frowned deeply when he entered the door, and his eyes lit up when he swept to the painting on the table, and then he kept saying "perfect". Jiang Yan naturally smiled when she heard this, came over and took my hand and said, "I really found the right you, I knew that you could draw the feeling I wanted." ”

I glanced at my painting with great doubt, and asked with some uncertainty: "The artistic conception of the painting does not exaggerate the love between the male and female protagonists, is this appropriate?" ”

The screenwriter replied affirmatively: "Suitable! I want this feeling now, decadence, madness, despair, this facial expression is too vividly depicted. It perfectly expresses the artistic sense I wanted to write this script. President, let's do the post-production now, I'm looking forward to the spectacular visual after it turns into a poster, and it will definitely catch everyone's attention. ”<