The actor is my father's fan

Chapter 29

Jiang Tang usually doesn't spend much time surfing the Internet, and Ye Shen put his phone aside after closing Weibo last time.

Before finishing the strawberry yogurt in her hand, the girl got up and stood quietly in front of the French window in the living room for a while.

Jiangtang’s apartment lives on a high floor, and the view from a distance is very good, open and bright.In the distance are the bustling city high-rises, connected to the clear blue sky.

Bite the straw lightly, Jiang Tang turned sideways slightly, his eyes fell on the easel beside him involuntarily.

……

Taking out brushes, paints and palettes from the room, Ginger Tang set up the drawing board.The white drawing board in front of her was reflected in her clear eyes, Jiang Tang lightly twirled the brown paintbrush between her fingers, but didn't put it down for a long time.

The room was quiet, and the girl thought for a while in front of the drawing board.

The long black eyelashes drooped slightly, like a graceful black butterfly, the light golden light and shadow outside the window fell on Jiang Tang's body, the already fair skin was almost transparent, the side face was as beautiful as a painting, there was an unreal beauty .

Ruo Dieyi's eyelashes twitched a few times, Jiang Tang paused, and raised the pen to gently outline on the drawing paper.

The white clouds drifting outside the window changed a thousand times, and the sun also changed gradually.

Unknowingly, the setting sun slanted to the west, and the sky was stained with a touch of orange red, which faintly faded into the distance.

There was a slight movement in the room, Jiang Tang put down the brush, and took a few steps back to look.

"It should be... a bit like..."

Not long after, Jiang Tang raised her lips lightly, and there was a light smile between her delicate and beautiful eyebrows. Her eyes were as clear as water, and she seemed a little satisfied with the final effect of the painting.

The picture shows the scene of the concert that day. On the stage with mixed lights and shadows, a tall man and a girl are singing duet, with exquisite profile, every part is just right, every stroke is a work of art.

Although watercolors were used, the man's face was not very clear, but he could still recognize it at a glance——

That is, Ye Shen.

Jiang Tang gently put away the painting, and after rolling it, took the long ribbon and tied it carefully.

"I don't know if Xiaocha will like it..."

Looking down at the painting in his hand, Jiang Tang said softly.

At first, she wanted to paint a landscape painting. She paints a lot on a daily basis, and it is also included in the painting tasks of her tutor.

But when Ye Shen was mentioned in the afternoon, she unconsciously remembered Jiang Xiaocha's little complaint on the phone that day, the boy's milk voice was cute and aggrieved.

Because of the concert, she hadn't been home for more than half a year, and she felt a little guilty for not being with Jiang Xiaocha's little radish head for a long time.

The last time she forgot about Ye Shen, she couldn't get the signature and photo, but...

She can bring back a painting for Xiaocha.

Jiang Tang frowned slightly, and took the painting back to the bedroom and put it away.

In a month or so, she will be able to finish her work, and then she will give it to Xiaocha...

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Filming on set.

After the evening play ended, Ye Shen changed out of his costume and went back to the waiting room.

"Take the good things and go back to the hotel."

Ye Shen loosened the cuff buttons on his hands, and habitually opened his mouth to explain things.

His shooting mission is over today, and he can go back earlier today.

Ok?
The room was silent and there was no response.

Ye Shen raised his eyes, but there was no one in the room.

With his eyes drooping slightly, Ye Shen took out his mobile phone and called Yu Yang.

"Where are you?"

After several hours of filming, Ye Shen is definitely not in a good mood now, and his tone on the phone is a bit impatient.

Ye Shen doesn't like to wait for others.

He doesn't have that patience, and he doesn't like wasting time.

Of course, ginger candy is an exception.

(End of this chapter)