There's a gust of wind coming from the south

According to Chen Wenwu's description of the person's appearance and clothing, Sheng Qingfeng quickly found out that the teacher in the teacher's college was not called Zhao Xiaoer.

His surname is Wen, his name is Wen Ruan, and he is a postgraduate tutor of oil painting major in the Department of Fine Arts.

"Wen Ruan...Which one is soft?"

Sheng Qingfeng dipped the wine in the glass and wrote the word "Ruan": "It's a musical instrument, Ruan Xian's Ruan."

"I've never seen it before. Wen Ruan, this word has some meaning, Ruan..." Chen Wenwu savored that person's name, and traced it with his hands on the word "Ruan" written by Sheng Qingfeng. He felt happy at the moment, hehe Straight music.After all, such a good-looking person still needs to have a good name worthy of him.

"Wen Ruan is not a local. I heard that the dean spent his time trying to transfer him from outside. He is very famous in the whole teacher academy. Hey, she seems to be a beauty."

"That's true." Chen Wenwu nodded repeatedly.

Sheng Qingfeng raised his eyes and glanced at Chen Wenwu who was fascinated by the word "Ruan" on the table.

"He lived in a single room in the faculty dormitory of the Teachers College. He was offered by the principal like a fairy."

"The dormitory next to the Red Star Cinema?"

Sheng Qingfeng nodded: "What else is unclear?"

"That's enough. I'll figure out the rest by myself. I'm leaving, bro."

Chen Wenwu patted himself up and stood up, ready to go out, but was stopped by Sheng Qingfeng.

"Brother, I may not be right. If you want to deal with cultural people, you have to use this place more." Sheng Qingfeng smiled and pointed to his head, and said with a smile, "Be careful, don't take it too seriously. "

After Chen Wenwu left, Sheng Qingfeng leaned back on the recliner and turned on the radio casually.

After a period of "呲呲啦啦啦", Sheng Qingfeng crossed his legs and sang a little song along with the radio: "For you, you are as beautiful as a flower, and the years are like water, so I searched for it. I feel sorry for myself in the secluded boudoir. Miss, let's talk to you..."

Wen Ruan is very distressed recently, because this semester has been arranged to teach the basic human body drawing course for freshmen.

The headmaster stood in front of him with a smiley face, and there was not enough teachers in each small place, which made it difficult for Wen Ruan to refuse.

"Well, Mr. Wen, you know the situation in our school. The funds for hiring models may not be particularly sufficient, but don't worry, we must hurry up to solve it! But for this class, we still have to attend on time..." Teaching Affairs The director of the office rubbed his hands and lowered his head, like a primary school student admitting his mistake.

"Understood, I will try my best to find a way."

"Hey! Oh, thank you for your hard work, Mr. Wen."

After Wen Ruan left the Academic Affairs Office, he still sighed. Compared with the city he used to live in, Ancheng's ideas were relatively closed. Although he agreed quickly, it was still quite difficult to find a professional nude model.Not to mention the question of whether you are willing to take it off, but few people can stand in one position for a long time.

The windows in the office were not closed, and the night wind that came in was already warm.It is the season of catkins flying, and there are many catkins up and down in the house, making people sleepy if they scratch it.Wen Ruan stretched her waist, arranged the lesson plans on the table neatly, then got up and left the school to walk towards the staff dormitory.

The distance to the dormitory is not far, but there are not many street lights along the way.

Since Wen Ruan left the school, he always felt that someone was following him. When he reached the corner of the alley, a pair of hands suddenly dragged him into the darkness, followed by an eager and aggressive kiss.

Wen Ruan subconsciously bit the man's lip, and the man groaned in pain.

"Wen Ruan, what the hell are you trying to do!" The man lowered his voice, and the hands that grabbed Wen Ruan's arms went through his clothes and dug into his flesh.

Through the dim light, Wen Ruan could only see the bloodshot eyes in the dark night.

Wen Ruan didn't speak, and let the man vent. After he finally calmed down a little, he broke free from the man's restraint.

"Xiaocheng."

"I've been looking for you for almost half a year. What are you doing in this place where you don't want to shit? What about your pursuit? How can you still have pursuit in this kind of place?"

"I think it's pretty good here. There are no self-righteous artists who compare themselves to each other; there are no dreamers who talk about long live their ideals but have a dirty back; ', the one who stabbed the knife in the back... bastard." Wen Ruan sneered, "The one who was stabbed was still his lover."

"You are really a poet!" The man called Xiao Cheng lit a cigarette angrily, wishing he could chew it, "That, that was all a misunderstanding."

Wen Ruan raised her eyes: "Do you want me to show evidence?"

Xiao Cheng's dodging eyes extinguished the last trace of delusion in Wen Ruan's heart.For no reason, in the complex emotions mixed with anger and sadness, there was a little more relief: "Go back, Xiaocheng. Whether it is friends or lovers, you don't bring such things for sale." Well-known artists dated many men late at night in search of inspiration , share the same bed.’ You really dare to write. Maybe it’s more suitable for you to give up painting and become a tabloid reporter.”

"Wen Ruan, I was wrong. I admit that I am like Xiao Jun who is jealous of Xiao Hong..."

"No." Wen Ruan interrupted Xiao Cheng, "Xiao Jun won't be as despicable and shameless as you, and I'm not Xiao Hong either. Anyway, you didn't hurt me this time, so don't think about it in the future." Wen Ruan leaned on the On the wall, as always, he said slowly, "Otherwise I'll tell you about your smoking that thing."

Xiao Cheng's hand suddenly pinched Wen Ruan's neck, pushing him against the wall.His eyes were full of begging, but his hands were constantly exerting force.

"Come with me Ruan, let's start again! Everything will be fine!"

Wen Ruan was unprepared, his eyes darkened as he was pinched by gradually tightening hands.

"Hey, I told you to get lost, don't you understand?" A pair of hands slammed Xiao Cheng's hand away from Wen Ruan, and then Shengfeng's fist slammed into Xiao Cheng's face, smashing him. Overturned to the ground.

"You're too bad, I can't stand listening to you." Chen Wenwu kept Wen Ruan behind him with a dark face.

A moment of surprise appeared on Wen Ruan's face, and then he realized that he was the one following him just now.

Xiao Cheng was beaten so hard by Chen Wenwu that he lay down on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

"I'll hit him on the head again, he can die here on the spot, don't you believe it?"

"letter."

"Do you want to see it?"

"Forget it, let him go."

"Oh."

Wen Ruan straightened her crumpled collar, bent down on the ground to find the torn buttons.

As soon as Chen Wenwu looked down and saw it, he bent down to pick it up and handed it to Wen Ruan.

Chen Wenwu: "Mr. Wen, let me take you back."

Wen Ruan glanced at Xiao Cheng who was still lying on the ground, and walked forward without rejecting Chen Wenwu's proposal.Chen Wenwu was overjoyed, and hurriedly followed.

The two walked side by side in the deserted alleyway, Chen Wenwu was trying to find something to chat with the beauty the whole time.

"Thank you." After all, Wen Ruan spoke first, "Why did you follow me?"

"Ah, oh, I heard from your students that you are looking for a model recently. Do you think I can do it?"

Wen Ruan stopped and looked at him in surprise.

Chen Wenwu quickly answered: "The group of children said that as long as they can stand a little longer, I think I can do it."

"Why help me?"

"Have you seen M. Butterfly?"

"I heard."

Chen Wenwu smiled: "It's nothing, just, I'm in a hurry."

Wen Ruan looked at Chen Wenwu with probing eyes for a long time, and he felt a little uncomfortable: "Tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, the studio is waiting for you."

Looking at the back of Wen Ruan leaving, the smile on Chen Wenwu's face gradually widened.

He turned around and went to Le Wuyou and the noodle shop one after another, pushing Mr. Hu's big wine at night.

"What's the matter, brother?" Hu Zi was surrounded by a group of naked hostesses, and after seeing Chen Wenwu who made a sudden visit, he thought something serious had happened.

"Ha, just tell me, I have some personal business tomorrow. I'll drink the big wine next time!" Chen Wenwu waved his hand and said with a smile.

Sheng Qingfeng who was on the side twitched the corner of his mouth when he heard the words, but didn't say much.It was the old snake who spoke up: "Look at the smug look on Second Brother Huang's face, I'm afraid I'm going to leave my brothers at night, where can I go to have a good time?"

"Huang Pizi, come to my shop tomorrow. I'll prescribe you a prescription and get two injections. You'll be as fierce as a tiger, and you'll be able to stand up to the sky with one pillar!" The third white joked.

"Hey, where can I go happily and happily?" Chen Wenwu prevaricated casually, not wanting everyone to know too much about Wen Ruan.

"What are you busy with lately, brother? You don't see anyone? You won't come if I ask you to come today, and you won't come tomorrow." Mr. Hu motioned for the girls to sit aside, to make room for Chen Wenwu, and waved to him. , joked half-truthfully, "Don't play around with your ambitions."

Chen Wenwu sat down there, opened a bottle of wine and blew it to the bottom.

"It's really a personal matter, brother, I can't make up for you brothers——!"

Seeing this, Sheng Qingfeng smiled and said: "One bottle is not enough, since Second Brother Huang is here today, I can't let you go." He pried a row of wine and made a "please" gesture.

Chen Wenwu didn't shirk it either, he just picked up the bottle and drank it.Amidst the cheers of the hostesses, everyone's attention was attracted by Huang Erye's mass.

Sheng Qingfeng glanced at the old snake from the corner of his eye, but saw that he was obviously thinking about something, and his expression was cloudy and indistinguishable.

At noon the next day, Chen Wenwu arrived at the Teachers College as scheduled.

The afternoon class has not yet started, and the campus is full of students.Chen Wenwu specially wore some elegant clothes, but he was still taken down by the security guards at the school gate.But under the threat of his eyes, the security guard just asked a few casually, and then hurriedly let him go.

There are two worlds inside and outside the wall, which isolates the fireworks and the atmosphere of the market, and the campus is full of youthfulness and tranquility.

"Where is the art department going?" Chen Wenwu casually stopped three female students.

"You, which major are you looking for?" The female student stammered, probably frightened by Chen Wenwu's viciousness.

"Uh...fuck, what's going on?" Chen Wenwu forgot for a moment which professional teacher Wen Ruan was.Hearing his swearing, the three female students shivered unconsciously.

"The person I'm looking for is Wen Ruan."

"Oh, Teacher Wen!" Hearing Wen Ruan's name, the three female students changed their timid expressions and put on surprisingly unanimous smiles on their faces, "Let's take you there!"

"Ah, thank you." Chen Wenwu was a little confused by the 180-degree attitude change of the girls.

Wen Ruan was the only one in the staff office.He has the habit of taking a nap, so he specially chose this time when everyone went to eat, and leaned on the chair to rest.When Chen Wenwu came in, he saw exactly this scene.

The afternoon sun in spring was very soft, casting a layer of light and shadow on Wen Ruan's cheeks.He closed his eyes and the world fell silent.

"Look at the butterfly light on Teacher Wen's face!" The girls who brought Chen Wenwu lowered their voices and whispered.

"What is butterfly light?"

"Also called beauty light, it is a lighting method."

Chen Wenwu didn't understand, he only knew that both Mr. Butterfly and Dieguang were very suitable for Wen Ruan.

Butterflies are the most beautiful creatures in his cognition.

Wen Ruan's eyelashes trembled and he opened his eyes.After seeing Chen Wenwu standing outside the door, it took him a while to recognize who it was.

"Why are you here so early?" Wen Ruan put on his glasses, got up and walked towards Chen Wenwu, the beam of light flew away from his face.

"It's nothing, just come."

"have you eaten?"

"have eaten."

Wen Ruan looked at the watch on his wrist, nodded and said, "Let's go, let's go to the studio first."

Chen Wenwu followed Wen Ruan all the way to the studio. Along the way, there were always female students casting admiring glances at Wen Ruan.Chen Wenwu followed behind, a little unhappy, but also a little proud.

There are many sculptures on display in the studio, some painted and some not yet.The windows were fitted with dark blue blackout drapes, and around the perimeter of the central void area were scattered canvases.

After Chen Wenwu entered the room, Wen Ruan closed the door, turned on the light, and then went to the window and drew the blackout curtains.

There were only Chen Wenwu and Wen Ruan in the room, and the floating dust on the curtains rose and fell under the lamp, making Chen Wenwu always feel itchy somewhere.

"Is it cold?" Wen Ruan asked.

"It's neither cold nor cold."

Wen Ruan nodded, then leaned casually to the side, and said softly: "Then take off quickly."

"What?!"

"Take off all your clothes and pants."

Chen Wenwu's eyes stared like two big light bulbs, he never dreamed that the progress would be so fast.

Do all art lovers play like this? !