Beauty's enchanting bodyguard

Chapter 329 Yesterday's Lover
Just as Xiao Yi and Zhang Yuanyuan were watching the boundless spring, a man's gentle voice sounded behind him: "Yuanyuan."

Zhang Yuanyuan, who was overlooking the window, stood up, and turned her head with Xiao Yi.

Behind him, a young man looked at Zhang Yuanyuan with a smile.Wearing a delicate plaid shirt, a pair of black trousers underneath.A face is slightly fair, and it looks like a little white face.The facial features are extremely graceful and quite harmonious.With sword eyebrows and star eyes, red face and white teeth, there is almost no flaw in it.A hair parted in the middle, not at all contrived by traitors.On the contrary, there was a bit of gentleness and elegance.

It seems that such a young man is unbelievably beautiful.If she is a girl, she can definitely be called a beautiful girl.But, pity is a man.

"Open, you're back?" Zhang Yuanyuan's face was filled with joy, and her delicate body trembled slightly.Obviously, Zhang Kai has a strong affection for this young man.

"Yeah, I just came back recently." Zhang Kai smiled slightly, showing his white teeth, and said slowly: "I know you have been fond of drawing all these years. I was thinking, in such a beautiful spring, can you and I Meet on this poetic occasion."

Xiao Yi's eyebrows were raised slightly, obviously this opening was quite familiar with Zhang Yuanyuan.If you read correctly, it is the kind of old friends who are familiar with each other.Invisibly, Xiao Yi began to feel a little uncomfortable.I have no problem with you coming to reminisce about the old days. It doesn't matter if you run the train with your mouth full, but don't disturb me watching the spring scenery.

"That year, why did you suddenly go to England?" Zhang Yuanyuan suddenly asked, asking a question that had been buried in her heart all these years.

Zhang Yuanyuan and Zhang Kai grew up in the government compound.They are familiar with each other, they can be regarded as the type of childhood sweethearts.Moreover, in the early years, Lang's concubine love, but he didn't pierce that layer of window paper.Unexpectedly, just as the two were moving towards youth and love.But Zhang Kai suddenly left this river and sea, and went to study in England.

Therefore, Zhang Yuanyuan, who was extremely sad and indignant, decided to leave this sad city and go to the United States.

In a foreign land, Zhang Yuanyuan finally sorted out her emotions and let go of this relationship after all these years.Unexpectedly, many years later, in this small building with red walls and green tiles on the river beach, I met my old lover again.

"Father made a decision in a hurry, so there's nothing I can do." He smiled charmingly like a sunbeam, changed the subject, and said softly, "I heard that you have been studying painting in the United States for many years. How about it, everything is fine." ?"

For a while, the pair of old lovers sat down by the window and began to have a long chat.

The words from the bottom of my heart these years began to come out bit by bit.The two chatted very happily, and they were still as happy as they were when they were young.Invisibly, Zhang Yuanyuan's heart pounded much faster.

This encounter in the small building, could it be that God gave us another chance?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanyuan became a little awkward when speaking.

Xiao Yi still stood behind Yuanyuan like a little follower.No one paid any attention to him, Zhang Yuanyuan was already intoxicated by the little boy Zhang Kai on the opposite side.As for Zhang Kai, from beginning to end, he never took a straight look at Xiao Yi.It seemed that Xiao Yi and Zhang Yuanyuan were not connected at all.

Xiao Yi's face turned slightly cold, looking at the kites flying all over the sky outside, he secretly said in his heart: "Open it, I want to see how much you can open it?"

Fortunately, this exchange will start immediately.Following the organizer's call, these young painters all began to improvise in this small building, painting their best paintings.

Zhang Yuanyuan and Zhang Kai, the drawing boards are very close to each other.Similarly, when painting, I can't help talking.

It was not strictly forbidden to bring a small follower to this exchange meeting, so Xiao Yi was honored to continue to stand behind Zhang Yuanyuan.Occasionally, help Zhang Yuanyuan pass a paintbrush.

"Yuanyuan, you have come back with more style now, and you have found a little follower?" Zhang Zhang finally noticed Xiao Yi who was behind Zhang Yuanyuan after this meeting, and teased Zhang Yuanyuan in a low voice while painting.

In Xiao Yi's eyes, there was a flash of brilliance.Although, I am indeed a small follower.However, if it was said from opening his mouth, it would make Xiao Yi feel a little bit sorry.

Zhang Yuanyuan was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Xiao Yi who had a somewhat unkind expression.Immediately, he opened his mouth to clear the siege: "It's not a follower, it's my friend."

"Oh." As soon as he heard that he was a friend, the expression on his face that opened to look at Xiao Yi obviously showed a bit of hostility.

Immediately, Zhang Kai began to insinuate: "Yuanyuan, why did you bring your friends here on such an occasion? This is a palace of art, a place where we exchange souls. Rude people, it's better not to come in."

However, Zhang Yuanyuan just smiled lightly: "Let's come and have a look."

"By the way, Yuanyuan uses a little more water." Xiao Yi, who had been watching Zhang Yuanyuan's painting, didn't bother to pay attention to Zhang Yuanyuan's painting. Then he suddenly looked solemn and began to persuade in a low voice.

"Huh?" Zhang Yuanyuan was taken aback, and said in a low voice, "Do you know painting?"

"I understand a little bit." During those years on the mountain, the master liked to watch and draw.Therefore, Xiao Yi still has a certain level of insight, so he will remind him kindly: "This place, you mainly want to paint the misty state and the charm of water vapor in this Jiangnan water town. Since it is a Jiangnan water town, how can you do it?" Lack of water? With this light blue tone, it still looks a little dry."

Upon hearing Xiao Yi's words, that Zhang Yuanyuan half understood.I stared at the landscape painting in front of me for a while, but I didn't know where to start.

Seeing this, Xiao Yi immediately sighed leisurely and stopped interfering too much.

On the other hand, Zhang Kai heard that Xiao Yi could draw.Immediately, he opened his mouth and said loudly: "Meiran, I think your painting is quite good. The strokes are delicate and full of landscape flavor. The mountains are hazy and the water is clear. The light blue color tone is just right to show the charm of water Come on. Isn’t this water town in the south of the Yangtze River full of green mountains and blue waters?”

The two had already begun to compete secretly, and Zhang Yuanyuan, who had a quick mind, frowned at the taste of confrontation.

However, Xiao Yi did not have the slightest interest in this opening.Immediately, he stopped arguing with Zhang and just smiled lightly.

However, Xiao Yi's light smile made Zhang Kai seem a little contemptuous.

Immediately, Zhang Kai began to introduce loudly: "In these years, I have studied Western painting schools in the UK, and have deeply studied the painting style of Western abstract master Paul Klee. For a good painting of shapes, lines and color blocks, They all have a lot of experience. I think, Yuanyuan, your painting style has gradually moved closer to the Chinese classical style in recent years. This painting of yours seems to have a bit of Tang Yin's style. The brush and ink are delicate, the layout is sparse, and the style Elegant and handsome. Good work, I will definitely get praise from the famous painter Zhu Sicheng later.”

This flattery was well done, and Zhang Yuanyuan immediately raised a knowing smile.The whole person was in high spirits, and he began to draw proudly with his wrists hanging.Xiao Yi's suggestion of adding more water was completely forgotten.

The man who opened his mouth secretly glanced at Xiao Yi provocatively, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.It seemed that he was saying to Xiao Yi: "Boy, if you dare to fight with me, there is no way."

Zhang Kai is far away in the UK, and he is tired of playing with foreign girls.This time, at the young painters' painting skills exchange conference.Seeing Zhang Yuanyuan's slim appearance, she was astonished by the beauty, and suddenly had excessive androgen secretion again.Treat this Yuanyuan as her private property, and don't want to be touched by any man.

Obviously, Xiao Yi, the man closest to Zhang Yuanyuan, aroused Zhang Kai's hostility.Therefore, he began to try every means to hit Xiao Yi, in order to show his strength.

Of course, Xiao Yi saw through Zhang Kai's careful thought at a glance.Glancing at the painting on the open drawing board, he said with a joking smile, "Mr. Zhang, please flatter me like this again. The kites you draw are almost turning into airplanes."

I don't know when, the open pen still landed on the paper.The ink on the tip of the brush began to drip onto the drawing paper.It seems that the kite I just painted has formed a big ball, like a big plane.

"Focus on yourself, otherwise. Mr. Zhang, I guess this is an exchange meeting of painters' painting skills. After a while, you will have to hide in a corner and masturbate." Xiao Yi laughed, and spoke mercilessly Fight back.

Zhang Kai looked at the big black ball on the paper, and his face turned ashen immediately.He gave Xiao Yi a hard look, then quickly took off the drawing paper, put on a new drawing paper, and began to draw.

Fortunately, it hasn't been long since it started, and it's still too late to repaint.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Kai did not argue with Xiao Yi again.Immerse myself in the painting with all my heart, and write every stroke very carefully.Sometimes, when the painting is quite satisfactory, Zhang Kai can't help but click his tongue a few times in admiration, and nod in self-approval.

It seems that he is quite satisfied with his magical stroke.

Xiao Yi quietly stood aside, looking at the paintings of the two.The look on his face became more and more wrinkled.

"Hey, it really is an exchange meeting of young painters' painting skills, that's all." Xiao Yi sighed softly, and murmured in the bottom of his heart: "This kind of painting skills really disappoints me. Even my unscrupulous master, who just swipe his brush while drunk, is ten or twenty times better than them."

How did Xiao Yi know that his master's abilities were astonishing.These worldly people can't be compared with his master at all.Even Zhu Sicheng, the famous painter who is the chief judge of this technical exchange meeting, can't match his master's casual painting.

(End of this chapter)