[Science Fiction] Escape from Paint City

There is no partition on the second floor, and the whole is a huge space.

After going upstairs, it was pitch black, Shuichen walked to the window, opened the heavy curtain vigorously, the sunlight quickly invaded the dark room, reflecting the flying dust clearly.

Shuichen covered his mouth and nose with his right hand, waved away the dust in front of his eyes with his left hand, and then opened the window, a gust of cool air came in, making the dead room a little fresher.

The intrusion of sunlight is completed, and the whole studio becomes brighter.Two-thirds of the space is occupied by various finished paintings, and each painting is covered by a dark red cloth.All the paintings are neatly arranged in rows, and when you look at them densely, they look a bit like tombstones close together, with a dark red covering, full of weirdness.

There is only one third of the space left, only a beige sofa and a high stool are placed by the window.The sofas and high stools are placed facing the window, as if the host and guests are still sitting on them and looking into the distance.

The paintings covered with dark red cloth are surrounded by circles, as if they are making a pilgrimage to the two people in the center.

Shuichen opened his arms, took a deep breath of the fresh air blowing into the room, closed his eyes, raised his head, and turned around twice in place, feeling this familiar place, until he felt his breath once again covered the whole body. In the studio, he opened his eyes and looked at Sha Qianxing.

He pulled the high stool and placed it near the door, took out the painting tools from the cardboard box one by one, pointed to the sofa by the window, and said to Sha Qianxing, "Just sit there, you don't need to be completely still, but It’s also going to sit for an afternoon.”

"Ok."

Sha Qianxing put the pen washing pot beside Shuichen, walked over quickly, wiped off the dust with a rag draped over the sofa, and then sat down.

The sofa is a little old, but it is very soft, tempting people to sit on it and want to lean on it, and lean on it and want to collapse, melting into this gentle town.Sha Qianxing, the tough guy, was unmoved, he just half sat on the edge of the sofa, his hands were casually hanging on his knees, fingers crossed, and his waist was straightened.

Shui Chen thought, from the moment they met, Sha Qianxing had been tense, as if ready to fight at any time.

While laying the base layer with acrylic base, he chatted with Sha Qianxing, trying to get more information.

"Aren't you tired from sitting like this, don't be so nervous, relax."

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

Sha Qianxing wasn't nervous, it was just that he needed to be vigilant here to avoid making mistakes and being discovered, but he also hoped that Shuichen could enjoy the present time, and would never relax so much again.

"You look like a soldier, are you a military enthusiast?"

There is indeed a group of military enthusiasts on the Internet. They are keen on discussing weapons and tactics, and they will also imitate military behavior, but they are more of a sandbox game and will not regulate their own behavior so strictly.

Shuichen was puzzled, but couldn't find a better explanation.

"No, I am indeed a soldier."

Sha Qianxing didn't want to lie in front of Shui Chen, he and Shui Chen had the same thoughts, and hoped to reveal more strange things to him within a safe range.

"You are not from Qicheng."

Shui Chen's brush paused.There were no soldiers in Qicheng, and Sha Qianxing might be an outsider, which he never thought of.He thought that Sha Qianxing might have changed his mind just like him, but he didn't expect that he was not from Qicheng at all.

"Where did you come from? How did you avoid the fog and come in? Why did you come to Paint City?"

The fog and the outside of the city touched Shuichen's nerves, his eyes became aggressive, his questions were thrown one by one like cannonballs, and his whole body exploded.

"I came here for you. For the rest, I can't tell you for the time being,"

Even Sha Qianxing himself felt suspicious of such a statement, but it was not yet time to answer sensitive questions, so he could only look back at Shuichen without hesitation, express his sincerity with his eyes, and emphasize his sincerity again.

"I will never harm you, but there are some things I can't explain now, I believe you will know in the end."

Sha Qianxing's statement is a bit strange, Shui Chen thought, he seemed eager to tell himself something, but he couldn't say it due to certain restrictions, plus he proposed to actively inquire, Shui Chen intuitively felt that this was not related to science. Office may be related.

However, Shuichen likes that Sha Qianxing puts all his attention on himself, and likes Sha Qianxing's straightforwardness.Strange to say, even though it was the first time meeting Sha Qianxing, and the appearance of the other party revealed strangeness, Shui Chen couldn't maintain vigilance for a long time, and always relaxed unnaturally, wanting to get close to the other party.

The longer he stayed with Sha Qianxing, the more he could feel the solidity and peace of mind that Sha Qianxing brought him.Every movement, every expression, and even every pore of the other party attracted him all the time, making him eager to get in touch with Sha Qianxing again and experience it again.

The irritated nerves were soothed by Sha Qianxing's peaceful voice, a moment of silence spread in the room, the sound of the paintbrush smearing on the canvas resounded, and Shui Chen's attention returned to the painting.

"Let's just trust you. But—"

Shuichen began to dilute the paint with turpentine, thinking of Sha Qianxing's request for apprenticeship just now.

"So, if you want to learn how to paint with me, it's a lie?"

"...I like your paintings very much, but my own drawing talent is really limited."

Learning to paint from Shui Chen was an excuse that he had thought up long ago. For this reason, Sha Qianxing has been trying to teach himself for so many years, but he probably really has no talent in this area, and the results are always a mess.

Adhering to the principle of being responsible to the students, Shui Chen took out the sketchbook and pencils from the cardboard box after mixing the paints, walked over and handed them to Sha Qianxing.

"You just sketch here, draw the scenery outside the window, let me see your level."

After speaking, Shuichen sat back on the high stool and continued to paint.

"Ok."

Sha Qianxing responded, holding the pencil, frowning slightly in distress, staring at the scenery outside the window, hesitantly began to draw lines on the drawing paper.

The two tacitly stopped talking, and only the sound of rustling painting was heard in the studio. Compared with Shui Chen's more and more passionate swaying movements, Sha Qianxing's movements slowed down more and more.

Shuichen has completely immersed himself in his own creative world, and Sha Qianxing is a more suitable model than he expected.Every stroke made Shui Chen feel a bit deeper into Sha Qianxing's soul.

He felt that the aura he exuded was slowly invading Sha Qianxing's skin, flesh and blood, reaching the depths of his bone marrow, dissecting his whole body, and then returning to himself, and writing it on the paper with a brush.

This is just the beginning, Shui Chen thought, I want to be with him all the time, accept his voice, touch his skin, breathe his breath, understand every inch of his body, and reflect every inch of his body. state.

Then, he will be my best work.

On the surface, Shui Chen seems to be still painting quietly, but her heart is already churning endlessly. Every thought surges up like a bubble, expands, and blooms full.

The sun slanted to the west, and slowly withdrew the light it bestowed on the earth, and the shadows of the night began to infect inch by inch.The light that had filled the room before also began to recede step by step, and the studio dimmed little by little.

Shui Chen stopped the brush, the painting has been completed.He packed up his painting tools and left today's new painting on the easel to dry.

Seeing that Shuichen had finished working, Sha Qianxing got up and walked to his side, carefully admiring the finished oil painting, holding the sketchbook with his left hand behind his back, as if he had no intention of handing it to Shuichen.

"Great."

Sha Qianxing didn't have any technical or aesthetic comments, just three simple words.

Shuichen turned sideways and saw Sha Qianxing appreciating the painting with extremely focused and serious eyes, his sharp temperament was softened a lot.

He is sincerely praising himself.

This kind of discovery makes Shuichen happy, the career he loves has been affirmed, and the object happens to be the person he is most concerned about at present.

"I don't like pure plane like photographic paintings, but I'm not interested in abstract art either. Light treatment, color shading, these are the most interesting. You can feel the brushstrokes and direction of the painting at close range, and at different positions in the distance Being able to experience the overall impression of these colors and light. That’s the most pleasing part.”

Shuichen took Sha Qianxing's wrist and led him to look at the painting at different positions a little far away from the oil painting.

"It's really different from this perspective."

"Looking at it this way, it really looks like there's a light coming down from the upper left."

"It's amazing."

As Shui Chen continued to explain, Sha Qianxing also responded in a timely manner.The arms of the two were close together, the heat of the flesh penetrated through the thin clothes, and the touch was entangled in one body.The atmosphere became a little ambiguous.

"You are really amazing."

Sha Qianxing turned his head, looked at Shuichen's dark brown pupils, and praised.

His original sword-like eyes turned into a gentle breeze, but this breeze was not invisible and directionless, it was carefully condensed, and it was given to the young man in front of him like a gift, as if it contained infinite affection.

When the sharpness is removed and only focus is left, this kind of eyes will make people feel that there is only you and me in the world, and you are the center of the world of the person in front of you.

Shuichen likes this look, and also likes Sha Qianxing's focus and praise on him.

He also wanted to paint more paintings for Sha Qianxing, to fill the studio with all the paintings, and to throw out all the previous works that he no longer remembered.

The sky has become darker, the color and light and shade of oil paintings have become unclear, and the weakening of natural light has forced the end of today's oil painting time.

"It's getting evening, let's go downstairs."

Obviously sketching is not satisfactory, Sha Qianxing tried to change the subject in an attempt to interrupt Shuichen to forget about it.

He turned and walked towards the door, and the sketchbook was blocked in front of him.

"Wait, good students can't escape homework inspection."

Unexpectedly, a serious man would still play tricks, Shuichen smiled and called Sha Qianxing who was trying to walk away, spread his left hand, and motioned for Sha Qianxing to give him his sketches.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Sha Qianxing had no choice but to hand over the sketchbook.His face was as usual, only his ears and neck were red.

Shuichen stared at Sha Qianxing's ear jokingly until it turned red, then lowered his head to look at the finished product in the sketchbook.

A smile floated on his face like a breeze, Shuichen suppressed the laughter, but the curved eyebrows and the dimple on the right cheek showed emotion.

Every stroke in the painting is very solid, with clear lines, the trees nearby and the roofs in the distance can still be recognized, but the clouds and shadows in the sky are completely invisible.The whole painting lacks perspective and three-dimensionality.

"How long have you been learning to draw?"

Shui Chen thought, from the perspective of the painting alone, Sha Qianxing is a complete novice, lacking systematic guidance.

"I've been learning since I was an adult. It's okay if I copy it, but I can't draw it alone."

In order to understand Shuichen better, Sha Qianxing did put in a lot of effort in painting, but no matter how long he studied on the Lingwang, how many times he practiced, without reference objects, he was still in a mess when he started painting.

"Then I have to teach you from the most basic."

Shui Chen closed the sketchbook with a troubled face, and flicked her fingers on the sketchbook.

"Well, thank you Brother Chen."

Sha Qianxing's obedient obedient obedience made people feel itchy, Shui Chen stepped forward and patted his head, the prickly touch was very good.

Shui Chen's movements were a bit abrupt, but he did it when he thought about it, and he didn't see any relationship with Sha Qianxing, as if they should be so close.

Sha Qianxing stayed where he was, and even lowered his head slightly in cooperation. This obedient look made Shui Chen even more excited. He rested his hand on the tip of his hair and stroked it back and forth gently. He liked Sha Qianxing so much. It looks like a big wolf dog.

This kind of interaction lasted for a while, Shui Chen withdrew his hand reluctantly, clenched his fist in front of his mouth, and pretended to cough a few times.

"Let's go down, there should be a few sets of clothes hanging in my room, see if you can wear them."

Saying that, Shuichen put the sketchbook on the stool, and walked downstairs, followed closely by Sha Qianxing.

The author has something to say: Shui Chen probably belongs to the Buddhist painter

This chapter begins to keep ambush

I don't know if there is a cutie who can guess the truth

In addition, our Brother Chen suffers from illnesses every day~