Half a Sect Master

    The drawing teacher that Bai Fan asked for was quickly found. He was a young artist with half-length hair, his collar was always open, and his face was melancholy and contemplative. Most of the time Quietly, he didn't speak, but when he got excited, no one could compete with him.

    In short, this is a person from a completely different world from Bai Fan. If he didn't want to learn painting, Bai Fan would never have been in contact with this kind of person who would subconsciously detour when he saw it.

    "Your task is to allow me to draw this portrait within a month. You only need to be able to draw this portrait. The level of painting other things can be ignored." Bai Fan held a A photo of himself sets the task.

    The young painter was stunned when he saw this scene, the expression on his face was a little strange, he must have never seen such a person who learned painting just to paint himself.

    After the painter fully understood Bai Fan's meaning, Bai Fan's painting career began. Because it was one-on-one teaching, the two of them learned very quickly. The first day After I learned how to hold a pen, practiced lines for a while, drew a few geometric objects, and understood shadow reflection and composition, I skipped the practice of still lifes and plaster statues the next day, and began to jump directly to drawing figures.

      . I only draw one picture, and I can draw it again and again for a month, even if I rely on the memory of my hands to draw it.

    Therefore, a tragic period that Bai Fan couldn't bear to recall began. Anyone holding a **** color facial anatomy map, the one without skin and only blood red muscles, explained to you What kind of muscle is this, how does it behave on the face, and the other hand gestures to and fro on your face, I am afraid it will not be better.

    When Bai Fan was finally able to draw a map of the muscle mass distribution of a human face, the painter set up a mirror in front of Bai Fan and asked him to carefully observe what he looked like and what his face shape was , how much position does the hair occupy on the head, where is the bridge of the nose and the edge of the ears, how much is the corner of the lips longer than the wing of the nose... After Bai Fan stared affectionately in the mirror for a few days, he almost changed the painter in a rage. Fortunately, the painter saw that the situation was not good, and quickly ended this stage of practice.

    There are two ways to draw a self-portrait, one is to draw in front of the mirror, and the other is to draw in front of one's own photo. Considering the basic problem of Bai Fan, the painter decided to It is better to let Bai Fan take a satisfactory photo, and then paint against the photo. After all, the person in the mirror will move, and the facial expressions will change at any time, and the image on the photo is frozen, which is convenient for copying.

    Bai Fan went to the studio and took dozens of pictures in a row, and then he picked out the one with the most perfect smile. After all, it was the first time Yin Rui saw him. To make a good impression is not.

    After choosing the photo, Bai Fan suddenly realized that he was in a strange state of mind.

    Bai Fan finally brought back the framed photo frame, placed it in front of the easel, and copied it every day under the correction and guidance of the painter.

    Bai Fan has always been serious and diligent in learning things, and this attitude is always praised by people, but this time, his hard work was not praised, but let the painter and Gongyi Jun looked at him more and more strangely, Bai Fan was calm on the outside, but he was spitting bitterness in his heart, he was probably wearing the hat of "narcissism".

    Because there is no normal person who will look in the mirror and take pictures of himself for ten hours a day.

    But even so, Bai Fan didn't tell Yin Rui that he was learning painting in advance, he thought of giving Yin Rui another surprise.

    I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been practicing smiling and laughing in front of the mirror these days, Bai Fan will always smile without knowing it even in Yin Rui’s body, even though Bai Fan has tried his best to pay attention Yes, but the maids around her felt flattered. God, the sect master smiled at her three times today.

    …

    Another tone of obvious disbelief, "How is it possible, I have never seen the leader smile."

    "But not only Xiao Tao saw it, but also Linger and Juaner who were serving last night. There shouldn't be any fakes, right?"

    "It seems to be true, alas, why are they so lucky, why weren't we on duty last night?"

    This group of maids just took this matter as a topic of chat, and had no idea of ​​Yin Rui's suddenly gloomy face in the room.

      Reaching out and touching the blank face of the portrait, he asked in a low voice, "Why, don't look at me, why... don't laugh at me."

    …

    Although Bai Fan doesn't have much talent for painting, he is very effective in this format, almost using a ruler to measure the proportions. The people he draws now have eyebrows and eyes. Five points like him, looking at the fruits of his labor, Bai Fan does not have a sense of pride.

    But no matter how satisfied he is with his paintings, there is always someone who is attacking him. The young painter can always pick out a lot of faults, but Bai Fan still has to Listen, because often after the painter has made several changes, the similarity of the entire portrait has been greatly improved immediately.

    Seeing Bai Fan's concentration on the drawing board, the young painter flashed a hint of confusion in his eyes, he stretched out his hand and stroked Bai Fan's profile, "Look, it's like this again, I said that your nose is very straight, so you need to draw it a little higher, and your lips, you need to draw a little more plump, a little arc will be more, ah!"

    Bai Fan grabbed the hand that touched his lips. Even though he didn't use his inner strength, his strength still made the young painter's face pale. Bai Fan frowned and said with a hint of warning, "What are you doing?"

    This question caused a panic in the painter's eyes. He thought he was hiding it well. This can be said to be a small gesture required for teaching, and it should not be noticed.

    "Okay, that's it for today's class. Since you don't cherish this job opportunity, you don't need to come again." There was a hint of coldness in Bai Fan's voice.

      Things are more sensitive than ordinary people. This painter, he didn't find anything wrong at first, but gradually he felt that he likes to lean on people. What really made him confirm is just now... Thinking of what just happened, Bai Fan couldn't help but feel uncomfortable again. , He wiped his mouth, intending to wash his face and brush his teeth.

    In the monitoring room, Gong Yijun's eyes widened, he saw what he saw, Gong Yijun wiped his eyes in disbelief, and enlarged the screen on the monitor, Until it was enlarged to the point where only one face was displayed on the entire screen, Gongyijun couldn't help but feel fortunate that he had bought the most expensive and highest quality monitors for all the monitors in the house for the sake of Haizai. Multiple times are also still extremely clear.

    After the speed doubled, Gong Yijun clearly saw the hand that fell on Bai Fan's face, from the bridge of the nose to the lips, after a very vague dawdling... , actually tried to put it into Bai Fan's mouth. Of course, the painter failed in the end. He was grabbed by Bai Fan and pushed out. His face was cold and he didn't know what to say. In order to protect privacy, there was no sound on the monitor, but Gong Yijun doesn't know how to describe his shocked mood at this time, and men can be harassed too...

    Gong Yijun hesitated for a while. As a bodyguard, should he go out now and drive out the guy who harassed his employer? But soon Gongyijun saw the scene where Bai Fan solved the color ball neatly, and that guy with a heart but no guts didn't dare to leave without a fart. Gong Yijun took back the footsteps he just took. He deeply felt that it was better not to go out at this time, and it was best to pretend that he was sleeping and didn't see this scene, otherwise he would be in danger of being silenced.

    …

    After eight o'clock, Bai Fan woke up in Yin Rui's bed. After reading the letter left by Yin Rui, he couldn't hold back, so he wrote down what happened today. For other people, this unremarkable matter may be held in their hearts for a lifetime, but Yin Rui is different, he doesn't need to be embarrassed in front of Yin Rui, and there is nothing he can't say.

    After writing, Bai Fan realized that he was much better, so he got up and drank a cup of tea and ate a few snacks, but when he looked up, he was frightened by the maid serving the tea He coughed a few times.

    Looking around the room, he realized that his maids had changed a few more, and the more they changed, the uglier they were. Yin Rui's aesthetics really became more and more strange.

    Bai Fan didn't know, but after Yin Rui saw his letter the next day, he shook a table, surrounded by dark clouds, and his anger became a sign of madness, [that guy Woolen cloth? Are you still alive? 】【I'm still alive, can I kill someone because of something like this? 】【You don't have to do it, I'll come and tell me who the guy's name is and where he lives. 】The last stroke, force the back of the paper.

      accident. You really don't need to worry about that matter anymore. I have already avenged my revenge. Really, that guy broke his limbs and became a beggar. 】 Bai Fan was a little anxious when he wrote this. He didn't expect Yin Rui to be so angry for him, and he even made himself angry.

    Bai Fan looked at himself for a moment, and found that the signs of madness were really obvious. He must retreat as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. Bai Fan thought about it and finally made a decision. The announcement went out, telling the church that he would be in retreat for a month, and that there were important matters to be dealt with later.

    Bai Fan rarely gives Yin Rui such an important order, because he feels that this is Yin Rui's body and Yin Rui's life, and he has no right to intervene in making decisions for him, but this time , he had to be tough again.

      It's pitiful, but it does make people feel free from distractions. There is also a stone gate at the entrance of the cave. Once it is closed from the inside, there is no way to open it from the outside.

    Bai Fan pressed the switch, watched the stone door slowly closing in front of him, jumped on the stone bed and sat cross-legged, put the envelope with the situation on his side, and closed it calmly Eye.

    Bai Fan didn't know, there was a man locked by iron chains in a cave deeper here. At the beginning, a pair of deep eyes appeared from behind the disheveled hair. Is it time again? His good son is here again.

    Yin Nanhan waited for a while, but no one came down, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes, how could he be so kind today...

    This night, Bai Fan closed his eyes and meditated in the stone chamber, while Yin Nanhan watched the silent Shimen in the cave and stayed up all night.

    The night gradually passed, and when the first ray of light appeared in this world, Yin Rui, who was sitting cross-legged in the stone room, opened his eyes. When he first saw the unfamiliar environment, his whole body was tense. Stretched up, but then found out that this place turned out to be a secluded stone room, how could he be here?

    Yin Rui picked up the letter placed on the stone bed, and after reading it once, he knew what the current situation was. I didn't expect Fan to choose to retreat here. The situation is really troublesome.

     The plinth, Yin Rui carefully groped for a moment at the center of the plinth with his hands, and then his expression loosened, and no one had opened it.

    Where not found there.