After thousands of people wake up

Chapter 28

luxury takeaway

he is greedy for your body

The composition of Tang Luofan's paintings for He Huai is also the theme he wants to use when participating in the art exhibition.

The vast space map of the sky and the sea from high to low and from far away.In the middle of the sea, a sailboat is sailing up the wind, the waves are rolling, seabirds are flying, and the clouds are thick.

Just use the black and white lines of a pencil to draw a picture of sailing boats in the blue sky and the sea, but it perfectly handles the sense of space, distance, static and dynamic.

Even without coloring, it can be an amazing work.

When he concentrates on sketching, he is easily absorbed and loses track of time.So when he finished painting, he found that it took almost half an hour.And Lin, who was next to him, also waited quietly for him for more than half an hour.

Tang Luofan looked at the time, a little embarrassed: "I have been drawing for so long, I won't waste your time."

"No, I can't let the outside world know about my injury. I can't come out to the company for a while, and I have plenty of time." He Huai explained, and praised his work: "Your painting is very good. .”

He Huai was injured to save him.

Tang Luofan couldn't help looking up at the gauze wound that He Huai had pasted on. It should be that the doctor shaved off some of the surrounding hair when he was stitching up the wound, which made the man's originally short, crisp and capable hairstyle a little more flawed.

But it doesn't affect the man's handsome appearance in the slightest.

On the contrary, this tall, strong and ruthless man has added some courage.As the saying goes: the wounded man is the most attractive.

Out of gratitude, Tang Luofan had no choice but to "concern" his fiancé: "How is your recovery going? Did the doctor say anything to pay attention to?"

"Should I pay more attention to rest? Will staying here for a long time be detrimental to the recovery of the wound?"

"No, the purpose of painting here is to relax. It's just..."

He Huai replied, suddenly tightening his forehead as if feeling very uncomfortable.

"What's wrong"

He Huai rubbed his head and said, "The wound on the head will still hurt occasionally, but it's okay. Let's start drawing."

Seeing his appearance, Tang Luofan couldn't bear it.

"Well, I'll help you color, so you can save some time and finish painting earlier."

As he spoke, he took the palette board from He Huai's hand, and pulled a chair to sit beside the man. "You just think about how to color, but you can also empty your mind and get the effect of relieving stress."

He Huai lowered his eyes and smelled the boy's unique warm and clean smell, which surrounded him and occupied his private territory.

And he loved being possessed like that.

He sniffed and looked at the boy who was sitting there holding a bottle of oil paint and squeezing out white, blue, gray and other oil paints on the palette board.

The ten fingers are slender, and the movements are skillful. Against the backdrop of various oil paints, those beautiful hands look even more white and soft.

There was an imperceptible smile in the man's dark and gloomy eyes, and he said, "Then I will trouble you."

"you are welcome."

In the past, when He Huai was coloring, they were busy on their own.

Now that he is close because he is going to color him, Tang Luofan can clearly see how he uses the brush.

Incorrect.

Therefore, the colors painted on the canvas appear thick and uneven, without a sense of symmetry.

At first he thought, forget it, anyway, people just want to relieve stress, so there is no need to be so strict.

After a while, he saw He Huai holding a brush wrapped in off-white paint and smearing a thick white on the waves, he finally couldn't bear it anymore: "It's waves, you just need to change the direction of the brush to make the curved lines of the waves Paint it out."

"How to change the brush?"

Tang Luofan took out a flat brush that was the same as the one he used from the pen holder, imitated it for him, and said, "That's it."

He Huai imitated his movements and tried to apply another layer.

The result - even uglier.

Tang Luofan: ..

"The way you hold the pen is wrong. Didn't I teach you to hold the pen in the first class?"

He Huai was confused: "Is that so?"

"No."

Tang Luofan reached out to attach his hand to the back of his hand, squeezed his hand holding the paintbrush to help him adjust the direction, and then took the man's hand to paint a layer of gray and white waves on the canvas.

"See, the difference between this and what you painted just now will come out, won't it?"

"Oh."

He Huai looked down at the soft and slender hand on the back of his hand, nodded casually, and said, "I'll try again."

In the end, it was still wrong.

Tang Luofan took his hand again, and taught him the strength of writing on one side and the position of turning sideways.

And the man also handed over his hand to him, allowing the boy to pinch his fingers and paint the waves with tough and flexible colors.

"We will meet this time."

Tang Luofan let go of the man's hand, and said helplessly, "I've already taught you this way. If you don't paint well, there's nothing you can do."

He Huai felt the warmth of the boy's palm remaining on the fingertips on the back of his hand, and said in a low voice, "I'll try again."

This time, He Huai finally grasped the essentials of painting the waves, and Tang Luofan was satisfied with the level of movement and dynamics in the painting.

But when he was painting the seabirds flying in the sky, the man stopped holding the paintbrush wrapped in oil paint.Said: "The seabird is relatively small in coloring area. I am afraid that I will not be able to grasp the strokes and paint it badly."

Tang Luofan was holding the monthly oil painting magazine, carefully studying his mother's works.

Looking up at classmate Lin's confused expression, I had no choice but to pinch his rough and tenacious fingers again to help him paint a flying bird in the air.

"Try the next one yourself, if it doesn't work, call me again."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and carefully studied the trees and trees in his mother's works.

He Huai secretly stroked the knuckles of the fingers pinched by the boy with the belly of his thumb, carefully remembering the lubricated and warm feeling on them.

He didn't paint any more, and looked down to see the boy's concentration, and asked, "Is this your favorite work?"

"It was my mother's work."

Tang Luofan lowered his head and said, "Do you know my mother?"

"A well-known artist in the modern oil painting world. Are you also influenced by her when you paint?"

"Ah."

Tang Luofan sighed silently: "I could still contact her a year ago. Later, she probably changed her address and phone number, so I couldn't contact her anymore."

"She has never contacted me. This "Dawn" work is her latest work. I think if I can find it here, maybe I can meet her."

"You want to see her?"

"I really want to."

The boy replied in a low voice, for the first time there was a touch of sadness in his voice.

He Huai: "Can you show me? My company has a tourism development department, and the people in it are familiar with various mountain attractions. Maybe I can ask for you."

"Really?"

Tang Luofan's eyes lit up, and he raised his eyes to look hopefully at He Huai: "Then help me find it, if you can find out where this place is, that would be great!"

He Huai is the hero of this world, and he always has the aura of being omnipotent.

Maybe, he can really help find where this is.

He Huai looked at the titles and scenery of Schumann's works in the magazine, but didn't have any clue for a while.

So he called Yu Hui, and asked Yu Hui to take a picture of the painting and send it to the person in charge of the resort and entertainment development department of the He Group.

After arranging all this, He Huai looked at the boy expectantly and said, "I asked them to help me find out, but they might not be able to find out where this place is, so I can't promise you whether I can find it."

"I am very grateful for your help, thank you, Lin!"

He Huai smiled lightly at him.

Tang Luofan: "By the way, I remember when you were in the hospital, you seemed to tell me about the car accident, that someone came after you."

"Is it true? Have you found the result?"

He Huai: "It was found that the driver had paid off all the medical expenses owed by his wife the day before the accident. If there is no accident, everyone should have bribed the driver and committed suicide to kill me."

Tang Luofan was startled: "So dangerous? Who wants to harm you?"

He Huai shook his head: "We have settled on a marriage relationship now, maybe the people behind will turn the signs to you. You should also pay attention to everything, and if anything happens, contact me in time."

Tang Luofan was startled again. He suddenly remembered that in the dream of the night he woke up, his car was also tampered with.The brakes failed, and he crashed into the protective barrier on the side of the road at a very high speed, and the car crashed and died.

Who moved his car?

Could it be the reason why he married He Huai?

Sure enough, cannon fodder is the safest way to stay away from the protagonist.

Thinking of this, Tang Luofan let out a "tsk": "Marrying you will still face all kinds of dangers. What a shame."

He Huai opened his mouth looking at the dissatisfied boy, and it took a long time before he said slowly: "I will try my best to protect your safety, so that you won't feel disadvantaged."

He just said such a simple sentence, with his characteristic mellow and deep voice, and the calm tone in his ears made people feel at ease inexplicably.

And he said: I protect you.

It seems that from now on, he will be responsible for everything about himself.

Tang Luofan felt a little uncomfortable when he heard that, is our relationship so good?

He turned his gaze, lowered his head and continued to flip through the magazine, and said, "Okay, it's been so long again, you should color it quickly. Go back to rest earlier when it's over."

Lin's coloring of this painting was more detailed than ever before, and it took a long time because of this, and it was also the class that Lin spent the longest time in class.

After the coloring was finished, Tang Luofan was shocked as he watched his work of sailing the sea.

"Your painting is brighter than the previous ones. And the sky you painted is finally not cloudy, heavy rain is approaching, and danger is coming."

The azure blue sea blends with the blue sky, and layers of waves support a small boat floating comfortably in the sea.The bulging sails seem to be blown by the warm sea wind and ask to sail;

The whole painting gives people a sense of smooth sailing.

Tang Luofan thought that he would show it to his senior sister later, and ask her to analyze whether Lin's mental state had improved.

He Huai: "You said before that the colors in the painting are all born from the heart. Maybe it's because I'm in a good mood."

Tang Luofan let out a "wow" and asked, "What makes you feel so good?"

He Huai smiled, but kept his lips closed.

Outside, the assistant has been watching the movement inside through the glass partition.

Seeing that the boss and the boss's future wife had finished their classes, they quickly knocked on the door with a luxurious takeaway: "Mr. Su, you have worked hard, and you are probably hungry at this late hour. I ordered a takeaway for you. I don't know if it is suitable for you." Not to your taste?"

Tang Luofan was indeed hungry, and he became even hungrier after seeing an exquisite three-layer wooden lunch box in a big takeaway bag.

He thought that it was probably because the assistant knew that he was going to marry He Huai, so he was so courteous to him.

Tang Luofan took it with a smile and said, "Thanks, your assistant is really nice."

Yu Hui chuckled: "I just don't know if it suits Teacher Su or not. If it doesn't suit my taste, I'll order something else for you next time."

Tang Luofan: "No, I don't choose food. It's getting late, and you should go back early. Goodbye, Lin."

He Huai raised his hand to check the time, and asked him, "What time did you leave the studio and go home?"

Tang Luofan: "I still have to discuss with my senior sister about the direction of the exhibition, and it will be an hour later."

He Huai: "On the way back, be careful."

Tang Luofan waved goodbye to him briskly: "Understood, you too. Also, classmate Lin should pay attention to recuperate when he goes home."

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After He Huai left with his assistant, Xiao Qiao walked into the studio with a serious face.Seeing the takeaway box Tang Luofan was opening, he asked him, "The takeaway they prepared for you is so luxurious?"

It is indeed luxurious.

One layer of Japanese paella, judging from the color and luster of no less than twelve kinds of high-end ingredients such as delicate salmon fillets, sea urchins, and red shrimps placed inside, it can be seen that these ingredients should be salvaged from the sea today and airlifted directly to S The freshest and most luxurious dish made in the city.

The middle layer is divided into nine small grids.Each grid contains a dish.Vegetable salad, boiled matsutake, grilled cod fillet, omelet... Various colors, tangy aroma, people's appetite is greatly increased.

On the bottom layer are various cut fruits and two cake desserts.

Tang Luofan was already hungry, but when he saw such a luxurious takeaway, he felt even more overwhelmed, and said, "It's pretty good. By the way, senior sister, have you had dinner yet?"

"I've eaten, and that assistant called me."

Xiao Qiao said so, but her tone was not very happy.

Tang Luofan praised again: "Student Lin's assistant is pretty good."

Xiao Qiao narrowed her eyes, looked at Tang Luofan questioningly, and asked, "Then, how was your class with Lin just now? Why did it take so long?"

Tang Luofan took out the wet wipes prepared in the takeaway bag and wiped his hands, ready to eat, "It's the same as usual. It's just that student Lin is more serious in class."

Xiao Qiao snorted coldly: "It's really suspicious?"

Tang Luofan: "What's suspicious?"

Xiao Qiao: "Student Lin used to be cold and indifferent, and would leave every time after class. Look at me today, I saw that I kept talking to you, and I was still very close to you. How many times did you let him hold his hand and draw?"

Tang Luofan laughed: "Miss Qiao, did you watch me all the time when I was in class?"

Xiao Qiao continued to analyze with a cold face: "The assistant didn't have the boss's instruction, how could he give it to you, and even Teacher Li and I bought dinner."

"So attentive, there must be an intention."

Tang Luofan lowered his head and began to eat seafood: "What attempt?"

With a vigilant face, Xiao Qiao sternly warned: "I have experienced countless things, and I have seen everyone. This classmate Lin, he is greedy for your body."

Tang Luofan made a "poof", and almost spit out the sashimi he had just bitten into his mouth.

The author says:

Miss Xiao Qiao is a sensible person.

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