"Be serious." Kwon Yi slapped his hand off.

The colorful fingerprints on Zhang Luyu's chin are very funny, everything has to be given by Jiang Qi.

"Alright, let's change clothes." Jiang Qi accepted it when he saw it, and hurriedly invited the man with a lot of pressure next to him into the door.

Sure enough, there was a lot of art everywhere, and even the paintings on the wall were painted by Jiang Qi himself.

Zhang Luyu is really recording every painting here, it's sky-high!

The ten-minute costume change is over.

Quan Yi, who was chatting with Jiang Qi, was the first to find Zhang Luyu, and then stopped chatting, Jiang Qi was very excited.

Zhang Luyu's hair was originally going to be dyed silver, but it took time. Jiang Qi thought that his black hair would be a little inappropriate with the person in the painting he had thought of, but he didn't expect it to look quite pleasing to the eye.

Since his silver hair couldn't be dyed, Jiang Qi gave him a pair of silver glasses frames with black hair. The body is usually visible plaid home clothes, the black hair is deliberately cocked, and the face is very handsome when the face is cold, and the pants are also deliberately shortened, revealing a small ankle, lining the legs long.

Speaking of scheming, I really had to serve Jiang Qi, and I made a lot of foils for Zhang Luyu's figure.

Why didn't Kwon Yi find an internationally renowned photographer? It is because Jiang Qi's painting skills are comparable to reality, and he can even add icing on the cake to paint a suitable background to make a painting full of vitality.

"It's good-looking, you're also the most beautiful of all the boys I've drawn!" Jiang Qi seemed to see the treasure, and circled around him.

"Is it much? So far, you've drawn four boys, and you're still a passerby. There are more than 100 girls, right? "Quan Yi dismantled the stage in one second, and the most annoying thing is to say it casually. It seems to have been said accidentally.

Jiang Qi despised him with gestures and took Zhang Luyu to the studio.

Quan Yi refused to enter, he had entered once, and there was not even a place to sit inside, except for the space around the chair where the model was sitting.

"Come, little metaphor, listen to my arrangement."

“……”

Tutor Jiang turned out to be like this in private.

Jiang Qi's background is the third young master of the sixth largest group in City A, and his aristocratic temperament and young master's aura are because of his family background. Fortunately, the Jiang family has an eldest brother and a second sister, and it is not his turn to inherit the lineage.

Zhang Luyu sat on the sofa, with half of his face bowed. There was no smile on his face, but his eyes were warm. One hand stroked the white cat he imagined, lazily clasping his legs. The whole person is soft, and his body is bathed in the sunlight penetrated by the glass wall.

The frame of the glasses is still half of the bridge of the nose, and it seems to be off. Jiang Qi According to his temperament, appearance, and figure, Zhang Luyu is now acting as a man who is handsome and invulnerable on the outside, and soft on the inside.

It's just that Jiang Qi underestimated Zhang Luyu, even if he can't act so similar, he can still draw feelings. Is...... Perfect! At that moment, it felt like he had come out of the picture he had made up in his head.

"Perfect, keep it." Jiang Qi unabashedly praised him, sorted out the drawing board, and drew at him.

At the same time, Xu Xu was surprised in his heart, wouldn't he be nervous? The look is still maintained, and there is an illusion that this is a puppet with a soul.

Quan Yi didn't talk to Jiang Qi about Zhang Luyu's profession, so naturally he didn't know about the professional training and acting skills of mercenaries.

"I suggest you develop two careers at the same time, model and actor." Jiang Qi proposed this method, which was also concerned about him.

Actors? It's still too flamboyant, in the entertainment industry or something, if anyone hires a mercenary to assassinate him, he won't be able to fight back.

He is now a model and cannot speak. I could only listen to him quietly.

"Hey, what was your previous occupation? Forget it, you can't talk. We'll talk about it after we're done. ”