The Pillow of the Bad President

The character in the painting is Jiang Mingshi himself.flash dance..

The white rice paper is monotonous. He is wearing home clothes and sitting on the sofa, full of laziness. There is a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, reaching all the way to his eyes. On his right shoulder, there is a lively little rabbit squatting.

The rabbit's eyes were fixed on the little rabbit.

When they were standing there watching, many students also surrounded them.

"This is a sketch"

"It seems to be, but why is the line so thin? Jiang Shao was drawn very handsomely, but what about the little rabbit on his shoulder? Aren't men usually accompanied by cats? They are especially loving."

Tutu curled his mouth.

"Don't care if it's a rabbit or a cat, this painting is really good, it feels very artistic"

"What's the use of artistic conception? Isn't it just a sketch? This is an exhibition. Most of them are excellent works of masters. They are either oil paintings or watercolor paintings. How can they be filled with sketches?"

Everyone began to discuss the painting.

When Tutu saw a group of foreigners gesticulating who didn't understand anything, she couldn't help saying, "This is not a sketch."

"Not a Sketch"

"what is that"

Everyone looked at her in surprise.

Tutu pointed to the fine lines on it, "This is called Gongbi painting, also called fine brushwork, and it is a kind of Huaguo traditional painting."

"I've never heard of it, but this looks like a sketch"

"It's not the same at all. Can you draw such thin lines?" Tutu rolled his eyes, "Meticulous painting is a technique that uses lines as shapes. It uses wolf hair, which can outline thin and uniform lines. Pay special attention to the requirements of drawing alignment. Look at the hair here, it is neat, delicate and rigorous.

Therefore, it takes a lot of effort to draw a good work.”

Someone hummed in disbelief, "If you just talk nonsense, who knows if it's true or not?"

When Tutu heard this, he jumped up, "Who is talking nonsense, I drew this painting, of course I have the right to speak"

In order to prove what she said, she went on and on, "I used line drawing in this painting, using black and white to form a contrast. It seems that the lines are simple and there are not many decorative elements, but each line has a different depth. And this little rabbit, I used two special painting methods, especially for the rabbit ears, I used superimposed painting methods”

Her words left everyone speechless. ..

Seeing everyone's amazed and admiring eyes, Tutu proudly raised her chin, feeling like she was looking down at the scum.

She turned around, wanting to continue admiring swaggeringly.

Who knows, but suddenly saw a tall and strong figure.

Jiang Mingshi put his hands in his pockets and stood there at some point, staring at her with secretive eyes.

Crap

Tutu covered her mouth in panic, but it was too late.

She reacted so quickly that she almost ran outside.

It's just that no matter how fast she was, she couldn't match Jiang Mingshi's long legs. Almost as soon as she ran out of the art gallery, the sound of approaching footsteps came from behind.

"Su Luo"

Jiang Mingshi grabbed her arm from behind with a gloomy expression, and stood in front of her directly, "Tutu, stop for me."

Tutu was caught, and it was too late to stop, and her little nose just hit her hard chest muscles.

She grinned in pain.

Tutu rubbed his sore nose, wanting to complain, raised his eyes and fell into his eyes, which seemed to be filled with thick and haze that couldn't be resolved.

She couldn't help being a little timid, and closed her mouth.

Jiang Mingshi's voice seemed to be squeezed out from the back molars: "Tutu, you lied to me by pretending to lose your memory."

He's about to explode

Sure enough, she's still that little liar after all.

When she first broke into his life, she was full of lies, and now she lied to him again, having a moderate concussion in a car accident, using this to trick him into losing his memory, pretending not to know him, and making him worry and worry every day.

It caused him to come all the way to look for her, but she was heartless and didn't care

Jiang Mingshi's arm muscles tensed up, he had to restrain himself, otherwise he would be so angry that he would strangle her to death if he missed it

It's so annoying

Tutu turned the side of her little face, "No way"

Jiang Mingshi: ""

She is still upright

Tutu pouted, and continued to say very confidently, "I just pretended not to know you, what's the matter, and I don't want to continue to be your little lover. I hate Bingcheng and you, and I just want to go home."

Jiang Mingshi sneered coldly, "Is this your home? Your father and stepmother treat you so badly."

Tutu pursed her lips and said sullenly, "No one likes me anyway, it doesn't matter where I go"

Jiang Mingshi pulled her into his arms with force.

Feeling the soft touch that he had missed for a long time, he was unwilling to let go, his chest was violently rising and falling slightly, and his thin lips pressed against her ear, "Who says no one likes you, am I not human?"

Tutu's nose felt sore when he heard this, and he pushed him away violently.

She took a few steps back, moved away from him, and said angrily, "You don't like me at all, you just like me sleeping with you"

Jiang Mingshi: ""

what is this

If you just want to find a woman to sleep with, is she the only one?

If you just want her to sleep with you, as for spending so much thought, is it a pink diamond and a marriage proposal?

Jiang Mingshi strode forward, and when he wanted to hug her into his arms again and speak clearly to her, a car suddenly drove over.

He honked twice and stopped at the intersection ahead.

The car door at the back opened, and a young boy in his early twenties came out, dressed in a sporty casual outfit, sweater and jeans, with sneakers on his feet, he also looked like a college student.

The boy obviously came for Tutu, he raised his hand and shouted at her, "Su Luo"

Tutu immediately raised his small hand at him, and then raised his chin at him to signal, "Here, Jiang Mingshi, did you see that, that's my fiancé, a top student in the finance department?"

Jiang Mingshi's gaze was frozen over, and he shouted aggressively, "Say it again."

"I said that was my fiancé." Tutu was not afraid of him, she blinked her eyes and repeated it again, and then she pouted again, "I didn't know before, I thought my dad forced me to marry an old and ugly man, so I I would run away from marriage, but I didn't expect it to be so young, so I regret it now

Jiang Mingshi, I've changed my taste now, I don't like the uncle, I like young puppies now, where are you going to go back to, don't pester me anymore"

After Tutu finished speaking, he ignored his gloomy face that was about to rain, and ran to the little milk dog in her mouth.

The two got into the car and left in front of him.

this heartless little thing

Jiang Mingshi was so angry that he kicked over the trash can.Chinese a hrefot tartotbnkota11 502 bad gateway

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