"Churan, living in your house, it's very reassuring, and the environment is so good, I don't want to leave now!"

The golden sunlight shone on the girl through the window, making the girl's silver hair burn brightly, and the side face facing the sun formed a soft arc.

The one who spoke was a girl in pale blue pajamas, with a bumpy figure, a delicate face, and waist-length dark hair.

The girl lay lazily on her side on the bed, supporting her head with one hand and holding an old rabbit doll with the other, lazily looking at Zhang Churan who was sitting by the window and drawing.

The girl's name is Yun Qianqian, twenty-one years old, she is a well-known genius girl painter, and she met Zhang Churan through painting.

Four years ago, Zhang Churan suddenly became interested in painting, and for this reason, Zhang Daoyi spent a little energy and invited many famous artists in the painting world to teach Zhang Churan.

And Zhang Churan, also in painting, showed incomparable talent, only half a year, Zhang Churan has already learned to become a teacher.

Painting is a matter of talent, there are always so many basic things, Zhang Churan in the first half of the year, what he learned is the foundation, as for the future to improve, what he needs is to hone day and night to form his own style.

In the past few years, Zhang Churan has participated in a lot of large and small painting competitions, made a few friends, and also made a name for a genius painting girl.

Yun Qianqian, who Zhang Churan met at a painting competition, has been in touch since then, and the relationship is getting better and better, and now they have become close friends who have nothing to say.

On the other hand, Zhang Daoyi is low-key to the extreme, except for a few people, most people's impression of Zhang Daoyi is that of a genius girl's waste brother, who hardly goes out, does not go out to work, and squats at home all day with nothing to do.

Yun Qianqian also thinks so, since she came here yesterday, she has observed Zhang Daoyi for a long time, came to a strange place, and carefully observed everything around her, which is out of the habit of a painter.

Zhang Daoyi's first impression of her was that she was decadent and lazy, spending most of her time lying on a recliner in the backyard basking in the sun, and lying down for an afternoon.

Moreover, she didn't see Zhang Daoyi playing with her mobile phone at all, as if it was a hard thing for Zhang Daoyi to browse the web, this kind of laziness from the bones, Yun Qianqian had seen it for the first time in her life.

The only thing that comforts Yun Qianqian is that Zhang Daoyi is just lazy, not lazy, and the housework in this family is all done by Zhang Daoyi, not Zhang Churan, otherwise, Yun Qianqian would really be unable to help but repair Zhang Daoyi.

Under the sun, the girl didn't stop writing, but a slight arc appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she said softly: "If you like it, stay for a few more days, there are usually no people here!" ”

Yun Qianqian knows some of the situation in Zhang Churan's family, since the death of her parents ten years ago, she has cut off contact with all her relatives, and only one brother depends on her for her life, deliberately she takes good care of Zhang Churan on weekdays, it is precisely because of this that Yun Qianqian and Zhang Churan have a better and better relationship.

"Since my family said so at the beginning, then I'm not welcome, sister!" Yun Qianqian jumped up from the bed abruptly, and Shen lazy waist, revealing Miaoman's figure.

In fact, Zhang Churan is a little older than Yun Qianqian, but Zhang Churan is too short and thin, so Yun Qianqian has always called herself a sister, and Zhang Churan didn't care about this title.

"By the way, Chu Ran really only has one brother?"

"How do I feel that friend of your brother looks a little similar to your brother, even the clothes are almost the same but the color is different, no matter how you look at it, I feel that they are brothers!"

"And Chu Ran, you don't have the slightest resemblance to your brother, didn't you send it with phone bills?!"

Yun Qianqian looked at Zhang Churan's quiet appearance, and couldn't help but make teasing words.

"It's not!"

The girl replied seriously, causing Yun Qianqian to laugh.

"Can't draw verve?!"

Got up and came to Zhang Churan's side, looking at the girl who frowned slightly, Yun Qianqian asked.

On the drawing board, there is a scene of light and darkness intertwined, and several figures can be faintly seen, and the interweaving of light and darkness gives people an indescribable sense of strangeness.

The darkness is the earth, the light is the sky, four figures stand in the dark earth, shrouded in darkness, in the light, a light man falls with light!

This is a very perfect painting, the light and darkness have charm, and the combination of the two has made it undergo an essential transformation, but Yun Qianqian can see that this painting is incomplete, and the person in the light has no shape, but does not have any charm.

In Yun Qianqian's opinion, if the figure in the light is removed, this painting will at least rise by more than one grade!

"I can't grasp that feeling!"

Zhang Churan nodded and put down the brush in his hand.

"Who do the characters in this painting represent?!" Yun Qianqian asked curiously.

When a painter paints, if it involves characters, it is rarely imagined, and there is usually a character model or a story model.

And in this painting, there are a total of five figures, which means that the characters in this painting are definitely not imaginary.

"This is me!" Zhang Churan pointed to a slender and thin figure in the painting and said.

"This is my brother!" Zhang Churan pointed to the radiant figure in the light and said.

Yun Qianqian was speechless, and was silent for a while before covering her head and said, "It's not good to paint your brother so bright, tall and majestic!" ”

"He's such a person!" Zhang Churan turned his head and looked out the window, from where he could clearly see the scene in the courtyard.

In the courtyard, Zhang Daoyi, who was chatting with the demon god, noticed Zhang Churan's gaze, raised his head slightly, and was facing Zhang Churan's gaze.

……

"My lord, Allah has entered the final debugging stage, and according to the current analysis of experimental data, Allah's performance is even stronger than expected!"

In the room full of silver-white instruments, a middle-aged man with red eyes said excitedly.

Behind him, there was an object about three meters high, like a test tube, which was the petri dish of Allah, in which a perfect woman with blonde hair was sleeping without an inch on her body.

It was truly perfect, every line, every inch of skin, even every hair, giving a taste of perfection.

"Finally it worked!"

Opposite the middle-aged man, Shi Tianxing's hands trembled slightly, and he couldn't hide the excitement in his heart.

Originally, it only took half a year to complete Allah, but that was a situation where there were enough Philosopher's Stones, because there were not enough Philosopher's Stones, and the Shakya could only make up for it by other means.