"Don't like this kind of clothes? What woman wouldn't like this kind of clothes?" the background man exclaimed, "Also, do you know what kind of clothes she likes?"

"Of course I do. Yang Qi didn't pay any attention to the background man, but said to the accompanying clerk: "Do you have a pen and paper here?" Well, please bring a set, watercolor, borrow it, thank you." The clerk was very cooperative and took a set of paper and pencil directly. The pen is a full set of professional brushes with watercolor, and the paper is a standard size drawing paper.

"Oh, Brother Yang, you are also proficient in painting, but wedding dresses are not something that ordinary people can get, are you really sure?" "Hey, hey, Brother Yang, this is the most professional wedding dress design, if you don't have two brushes, be careful not to be ashamed!"

The background man and the background woman kept making noise, but Yang Qi didn't pay attention to them. His left hand brushed over the drawing paper, and the skin of his hand felt the dryness, wetness, thickness and thickness of the paper, and those textures and textures were fully captured. The right hand is a watercolor and watercolor painting, which everyone learned in elementary school, but real watercolor painting is not at the level of elementary school graffiti.

Watercolor, compared to oil painting, is clearer and more translucent. Yang Qi seemed to be staring at the drawing paper, and like staring into the distance. That's right, it's this translucent color that can express that feeling. One color after another took shape in the palette, but Yang Qi's gaze became distant, as if all the colors were subconsciously.

Well, since Yang Qi traced the first line, his eyes were no longer drawing paper. The bridal shops and onlookers all turned into a white background. And what emerges in this background are some distant memories. At this moment. He paints in the real world. It's a scene of memories again.

August 7, 2012. He entered Nerd's bedroom for the first time. That time, it was the nerd Xi who installed the network, but he was stupid enough to not get the router. And the first moment Fool entered the bedroom, he was greeted with orange. That's the color of the sunlight after the big floor-to-ceiling curtains. Yellow glow, yellow sheets, and the yellow SpongeBob pillow, and a monkey doll thrown in the corner.

By the way, there is also a Portuguese egg tart on the table. Also yellow.

"Hard work, come, treat you to an egg tart!" "Nerd Xi is happy to take out snacks to share.

"Well, it's delicious. Fool Qi said that it was delicious, but in fact, he didn't pay attention to the taste at all, but fought against the disobedient router wholeheartedly.

"It's delicious, I bought it from AEON, and I think the tarts taste the best there. The stupid stilts on the nerd Xi's head: "Little brother, my sister has given you all my favorite food, be sure to make a good net." Otherwise, my sister won't be able to survive today!"

"Are you still trying to be a sister?" chewed and swallowed: "Let's go down the stupid hair on my head first!"

All right. I didn't remember the taste, but I remembered your favorite food and favorite color.

So, first of all, this bright yellow.

So, yellow spreads out on the paper.

On August 12, 2012, he was dragged to go shopping for clothes for the first time. He's basically an otaku.,Basically never went shopping with a girl.。 He is an idiot in clothes, and he is completely unfamiliar with the world of clothes. But that time, he was dragged into a new world. Walking in the big shopping mall, he was stunned at that time, and he could only be led to run around unconsciously. Those signs that are all letters are completely heavenly books for him, an English scumbag.

Nerd Xi is like a fish swimming in the sea, comfortable and natural. Seeing the idiot expression on the face of the fool, the Leo woman instantly found a stage to show her ability, so she began to introduce the characteristics and advantages and disadvantages of major brands.

"When you buy clothes, you have to have taste. Look, that one is too plain, and this one is too gaudy. Oh, it's a nice accessory, just a pick-me-up!"

So, there has to be this bright red.

As a result, the red color is also spread on the screen.

Yang Qi kept the paintbrush in his hand, and the memories in his heart did not stop. From August to January, from summer to winter. From the cotton slippers when cleaning at home, to the down jackets worn when running into the street in the white fog in winter. The nerd Xi who appeared in countless scenes was cut out. All of this is reproduced in my mind.

Pure white is not for her, she likes more eye-catching, richer colors.

"Business people must pay attention to perfume, in order not to let the smell be pungent, and never stupidly spray perfume directly on the body. It should be sprayed into the closet in advance, close the door, and let the fragrance moisturize all the clothes silently like braised rice, and the next day it will be fragrant and not pungent. Look, that's what it looks like!"

Yang Qi's main consciousness was painting in the back, and he clearly saw every dress and every scarf. Those colors are very vivid.

That's right, this lion girl is by no means pure white.

Not only bright yellow, bright red!

And natural green!

And the flowing blue!

And gorgeous purple!

And the mysterious black!

Creative and novel mix-and-match and tailoring!

This lion girl, the clothes she wants, are the kind of effects that can still be discovered and noticed at first sight even if she walks in thousands of people!

Yang Qi's hands waved rapidly, and the paper kept spreading one bright color after another and one light leap line after another. In the onlookers behind, the background man was still commenting at first, saying that it was not good here and there, the lines were not right, the colors did not match, and at first glance it was a wild road. But Yang Qi, who was engrossed, ignored it completely, and all his mind was poured into the painting.

The memories that flashed through my heart were fragmented, so Yang Qi's brushes were also fragmented. A little to the east and one to the west, so you can't see the clue. But as the painting took shape, the onlookers began to hold their breath. Even the man in the background, when he wanted to say something more, was glared back by the unbearable stupid cuteness.

"He's drawing ...... What......" The background girl couldn't help but mutter, "This is ...... Sister-in-law. Where is this?" subconsciously looked at Qi Xi. saw that Qi Xi's eyes were full of nostalgia. The corners of her mouth were slightly upturned: "This is the way back to the apartment from our unit, and it was ...... at the time" She said here and stopped abruptly, because Yang Qi began to draw people.

Yang Qi has seen master wall carvings in the Southern Wilderness, but any real master, if he is mentally and physically engaged, he can move people with a stroke. Yang Qiyun's pen is like flying, engrossed, and his penmanship is like swordsmanship. in every pen. It's all his memories. In every stroke, there are his feelings. Although this is a temporary painting, it seems to have been rehearsed thousands of times in his heart, and every stroke is just right.

It was this road, in the golden light of the setting sun, that the back of a woman appeared. The back is straight, elegant, very confident, and elegant. The clothes on the body are bright and bright, just like the light of summer. The whole painting suddenly comes alive because of this back. It's like having a soul and a thought. The person in the painting is gradually taking shape, the wedding dress, decoration, and stretched figure. And the silly hair on the head that curls up in the wind.

All of them glow pale gold in the setting sun.

With the last stroke, the finishing touch, the person in the painting turns his head to reveal a side face, and his eyes look at the person who painted.

At this glance, bright and happy.

Everyone was silent, everyone felt something. Everyone wanted to make some expressions, but they seemed to feel that the expressions were wrong, so in the end it became a depressed indifference. It's just that they all looked at this painting with different complicated eyes, especially Qi Xi and the stupid Meng, who were dumbfounded, long, and watched.

"It seems to me that if you were wearing a wedding dress, you should look like this. Yang Qi turned around and smiled at Qi Xi. Qi Xi opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, and he didn't say a word. Then Yang Qi stretched out his hand to Zhu Ming: "Thank you for accompanying me today, I have something to do and can only go first, let's see you again if you have a chance." ”

Yang Qi turned around and left, Qi Meng patted Qi Xi's shoulder and followed. "Didn't you say that you are stupid and can't draw?" "I accidentally evolved - if you want to be a male god, this is a compulsory course!" The two talked and walked away.

Qi Xi stretched out his hand and touched the painting, and the name of the painting was signed in the lower left corner of the painting: I see.

"I see?" the background woman wondered, "What does this mean, sister-in-law-sister-in-law?

"Oh, it's okay, I think it's a good drawing. Qi Xi shook his head: "I'm sorry, I'll go to the bathroom." With that, she hurried away. At first she walked, then she trotted, and when she walked into the bathroom and closed the door in the cubicle, she suddenly sat down weakly.

She put her hands on her forehead, and her black hair fell down to obscure her face. She didn't do anything, not even breathing lightly, and sat quietly for nearly a minute before taking a deep breath and lifting her face. Clapping his cheeks with both hands, Qi Xi pressed some kind of churning emotion. Taking out her mobile phone from her bag, she sent a text message to Qi Meng: "Next time, just the two of us." ”

Soon after, Ding Dong replied with a text message: "Okay, just the two of us." ”

And when Qi Xi walked into the bathroom, Zhu Ming's expression also sank. He looked at the person in the painting, and then looked at Qi Xi's back, his eyes were full of gloomy light: "I see? ”

After there was no one else, the man in the background was very respectful to Zhu Ming, and he spoke very carefully, not like a friend at all: "Brother Ming, do you think there is something wrong with this painting?"

Zhu Ming shook his head and didn't answer, just glanced at the man in the background: "I saw everything clearly today, and I wrote it down?"

"Don't worry, I've written it all down, and I'll write it right away! What do you think, how is the theme of "Crushing the Spoiler"?"

Zhu Ming was noncommittal: "Let's write it first, write it out and see if we talk about it." Remember, although you are a professional hype team, there are a lot of people who can replace you now. Time is tight these days, and no matter what method I use, I have to produce results quickly. ”

"Don't worry, it's absolutely fine!"

"That's good, except for this man, there's only one problem left. Zhu Ming stared at the direction of Yang Qi's departure and muttered to himself, "No matter what the problem is, I will unplug and crush them one by one." No one can stand in my way. (To be continued......)

PS: Hmm...... This chapter has been revised many times, and after writing it, I feel that it really can't be too abusive, and I don't know how to write abusive essays, so I decided to modify the plot a little. That's all there is to it for today, so let's think about the next changes.