Yep, it's that shit!

Xia Bing's daily life is very simple. When the weather is good, he goes out to paint, and when the weather is bad, he stays in the inn to help.Zhang Di didn't ask him to do anything in particular, but just let him experience the life here and consider whether he would like to stay here for a long time and develop together.

Shen Xing would still make a phone call to greet Xia Bing every day, and the conversation was basically the same day after day.Whenever thinking of Shen Xing who is playing games at home all day, Xia Bing is not particularly interested.

"Hello, are you an employee here?"

Xia Bing was sitting in the lobby of the inn playing with his mobile phone, without raising his head, he said, "No."

"Then you are here to travel too?"

Xia Bing wondered why this person talked so much, raised his head and saw a bearded face, "That's right."

"Then do you know where the natural scenery is the best?"

"Don't you have a travel brochure?"

"Yes, but I trust people who have seen it more."

Xia Bing looked at this man, and if he looked carefully, his facial features were good, but his beard covered half of his face.

"Give me your map, and I'll circle it for you."

Xia Bing took the map and circled a few places he liked.

"Thank you." The bearded man left the inn after he finished speaking.

"Is he a resident here?" Xia Bing asked the girl at the front desk.

"I just moved in this morning."

"Oh."

Today's weather is not so good, it has been raining continuously.Xia Bing hated this kind of weather very much, he would rather have a heavy rain, so he spent the whole day in the lobby.There are not many guests today, and Xia Bing doesn't need any help, so he has been sorting out photos and recent works.

In the evening, the bearded man returned to the inn, saw Xia Bing still sitting where he left, smiled and went upstairs.Xia Bing glanced at the big beard from the corner of his eye, feeling a little baffled.

The next day's weather remained the same, Xia Bing hated the drizzle to death, he wanted to go out and find inspiration, but he didn't want to get wet all over.

When the bearded man went downstairs, he saw Xia Bing sitting in the same position again, and couldn't help but said, "You just sit in the inn when you travel?"

Xia Bing looked around and saw that there was no one else beside him, so he was sure that the bearded man was talking to him.

"I'm not as interested as you. I have to go out for a walk when it's raining." Xia Bing was a little puzzled, why was sitting here alone hindering him?

"Is this little drizzle counted as rain?"

Xia Bing had no intention of continuing this conversation, but he couldn't hold back when he heard the other party's provocative tone.

"I always paint when I go out, and the weather will make my drawing paper wet."

The bearded man walked to Xia Bing and sat down, "I'm also going out to paint."

"You're awesome, okay?" Xia Bing was a little impatient.

"What's your name?"

"What's your name again?"

"Chen Sheng, what about you?"

"Xia Bing."

"I like your name."

"But I don't like you."

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter. Are you an art student?"

"No, hobbies."

"Oh... I'm an art major."

Xia Bing continued to fiddle with the computer, not knowing what else this person wanted to say.

"Can you show me your work?"

Xia Bing hesitated for a while, and finally took the computer and sat next to him.

"Just take a look, it's definitely not comparable to your professional ones."

Chen Sheng looked at each work carefully, thoughtfully, and suddenly saw a piece of graffiti.

"You still do graffiti?"

Xia Bing realized that this picture was misplaced in the folder, "It's a little bit of interest."

"Any other doodles you can show me?"

Xia Bing opened the folder of Douya and showed it to the other party.

"Why is it all on paper?"

"I don't want to go out and embarrass myself."

"I think you draw very well."

"People who really do graffiti don't necessarily think so."

Chen Sheng took out his phone and fiddled with it for a while, "What do you think of this person's graffiti?"

"Y? I've been paying attention to his works."

"Do you like it?"

"Of course I like it! There are very few people who don't like it, right?"

Chen Sheng smiled, "I like it too."

"You also do graffiti?"

Chen Sheng nodded, "I want to participate in all kinds of art forms."

Xia Bing had a better impression of the bearded man, "Then you are here to create?"

"Just take a look at the scenery. Many friends have recommended this place to me, but they have never had time to come. This time, I managed to find some time to come here."

"Is it the same as you imagined?"

"Almost, I saw two places you told me yesterday, and they were all good. I'm going to see the rest today. When the weather is better, I'm ready to start creating."

"Then you go, I won't delay you."

"Interested in creating together?"

"Which aspect?"

"I can sketch and doodle as you like."

"Okay."

"Then let's talk about it when I come back at night. I have to hurry up and step on the spot."

"it is good."

Xia Bing felt a little turbulent in his heart. He hadn't created with others for a long time. The last time seemed to be the last blackboard newspaper published by Junior and Yuan Chang.It's a great feeling to meet a bosom friend. Apart from being a bit different, Chen Sheng seems to be pretty good in other ways.

The sky outside gradually cleared up, and Xia Bing's mood also improved. It should be a sunny day tomorrow.

Chen Sheng returned to the inn before dinner and asked Xia Bing to have dinner together.The two chose a small shop and ordered some food and wine.

"How long have you been here?"

"More than two months."

"Oh? I envy you for being so leisurely."

"I'm looking for a direction in life. Are you busy?"

"I'm more relaxed now, and I'll be busy again when I return to City K."

"What do you do?"

"I have my own studio. I not only create, but also search for works for clients."

"Sounds good."

"It's tiring, but it's enjoyable to love this industry. Do you have any plans?"

Xia Bing shook his head, "One step is one step."

"Do you want to consider working in my studio? There are also some very good painters there."

"I'll think about it. By the way, why do you have a big beard? You must be handsome without a beard."

"Hahaha, are you so optimistic about me? Don't all artists look like beards?"

"Even if I become the number one artist in the world, I still have to keep a handsome appearance."

"Aren't I handsome like this?"

Xia Bing didn't say a word, maybe he wasn't handsome, maybe not at all; if he was handsome, he couldn't see half of his face!

"You hurt me so much!"

"Huh? Did I say anything?"

"It's because you didn't say anything that hurt me!"

Xia Bing smiled, "How long are you going to stay here?"

"Two or three weeks, it's not determined yet."

"The weather should be fine tomorrow, let's go sketching together?"

"Okay! Departure at 05:30 in the morning?"

"so early?!"

"I want to draw a sunrise, can't you get up?"

Xia Bing really couldn't get up, but he didn't want to lose face, "Of course I can get up!"

"I'm looking forward to it~"

"Hehehehe..." Xia Bing just wanted to go back to the room and sleep now, so as not to wake up tomorrow.

Early the next morning, Xia Bingqiang walked to the lobby with half-closed eyes open, and Chen Sheng was already waiting for him in high spirits.

"Let's go!" Chen Sheng happily walked out of the gate, Xia Bing followed behind to die.

Holding flashlights, the two walked on the country road, and when they arrived at the destination, Father Sun hadn't appeared yet.The two took out the painting tools, ready to start painting at any time.

"Let's draw half an hour apart, you draw first." Chen Sheng suggested.

"Are you too old to see clearly in the dark?" Xia Bing joked.

"Do I look old?"

"Looks like 50 years old."

"..." Chen Sheng felt struck by lightning, "I'm only 30 years old..."

Xia Bing shrugged, "It's not my fault that you look fifty, who told you to take the route of an artist."

Father Sun finally appeared, Xia Bing picked up the paintbrush and quickly sketched it.Chen Sheng sat beside him, quietly watching him paint.Half an hour later, I also picked up the brush and started creating.

"You're done!" Xia Bing stretched, quite satisfied with her work.

On the other end, Chen Sheng also finished painting and was packing up his brushes.

"Why are you so fast!"

"I'm already fifty, and I must have more experience than you." Chen Sheng is still brooding over "50 years old".

"Haha, you really hold a grudge."

"Bring yours here."

Xia Bing handed over the drawing paper, and Chen Sheng put the two paintings together.

"I know you draw well, so you don't need to put them together to beat me."

"I think you draw very well~ Look at these two pictures, from the same angle, at different times, from two people, they look so harmonious."

"Can be framed together."

"Well, leave it to me. Continue tomorrow?"

"Wake up so early?!"

Chen Sheng laughed loudly, "Let's go tomorrow afternoon."

"no problem!"

After packing up their things, the two had breakfast together. After the meal, Xia Bing went back to the inn to catch up on sleep, while Chen Sheng continued to go out to check places.

It was already afternoon when Xia Bing woke up, and the sun was shining brightly, so he decided to go for a walk.Passing by a very old courtyard, no one lived in it anymore, Xia Bing had some thoughts of graffiti on his face, but it was just a thought.

In the evening, I received a call from Shen Xing on time. Everything was still the same, and the other party would always ask Xia Bing when he would return to City A.Xia Bing didn't think too much about this issue. She is very comfortable now, and maybe she will go back if she gets bored. At least for now, she has no intention of going home.

After lunch the next day, Chen Sheng found Xia Bing, ready to go to the place where he stepped on it yesterday.

"Where's your beard?" Xia Bing looked at the person in front of him, not sure if he was Chen Sheng.

"Do I still feel like I'm 50?"

Xia Bing smiled, "You look good like this."

Chen Sheng also smiled, "Thank you."

Chen Sheng who lost his beard did look a lot younger in an instant. In fact, even with a beard, he still doesn't look 50 years old.Now the entire face is exposed to the air, and the resolute and handsome facial features can be seen at a glance.

The two walked to a terraced field.

"Just here."

"it is good."

The two didn't talk much, and each took out their painting tools to paint quietly.Chen Sheng was still faster than Xia Bing, so he quietly watched him from the side.

"Has anyone ever told you that you're particularly charming when you're serious about creating?"

Xia Bing was a little overwhelmed by the sudden praise, he didn't speak, but continued to complete his work silently.After Xia Bing packed up his things, the two walked back to the inn.

When passing by the old yard that Xia Bing passed yesterday, Xia Bing stopped.Chen Sheng glanced at him, pulled him to the back wall, took out some spray paint from his backpack and handed it to him.

"Draw what you want."

Xia Bing held the spray paint that Chen Sheng handed over, "Do you carry these with you?"

Chen Sheng smiled, "You never know when inspiration will come."

"I don't know if I can do it."

"If you don't try, you'll never know if you can do it."

"Are you with me?"

"Okay. Do you have your own signature?"

"Well, it was designed before, but it has never been used."

"Let's get started, half the wall for one person."

"it is good."

Chen Sheng painted skillfully on the other side, while Xia Bing moved slowly but seriously.His painting is not complicated, it is a man crossing the snow-capped mountains.

Chen Sheng waited for him to finish painting and asked, "Why did you draw this?"

"I always feel that I am a little confused now, and I hope to find my way after climbing that snow mountain."

Xia Bing looked at Chen Sheng's works, and he didn't notice what was drawn, only noticed that the signature wrote a 'Y'!

"You...you are Y?!"

Chen Sheng smiled and said nothing.

"Are you really Y?!" Xia Bing grabbed Chen Sheng excitedly.

Chen Sheng made a silent gesture, stepped back a few steps, took a picture of the wall, and then dragged Xia Bing back to the inn.