godfather

Meng Xiaobei's face became thinner, all the baby fat in adolescence disappeared, his face was elongated, his eyes became more slender and slender, and his thin lips were pursed into a line.At this time, he began to reveal a bit of the male protagonist's style of Japanese manga, which happened to be on the cutting edge of fashion.Zhao Dan and Guo Kaimin's traditional handsome men with thick eyebrows and big eyes are slowly going out of fashion. Girls like men who look like Meng Xiaobei.

Shaotang looked at it for a long time. Every stage of his son's growth process has a temperament and temperament that belongs to that stage, and there is always something different.The two have been together for more than ten years, Shaotang is the "quiet" one, Xiaobei is dynamic, and Xiaobei is always changing.Shaotang felt that he was very lucky. His Bei Bei had grown up and finally turned into the most handsome man he wanted to see... The two walked out of the alley, and Shaotang bought a bag of beef biscuits at the window of the grocery store. Pass a cup of soy milk to Xiaobei.Shaotang shook his head: "I still have to talk to my uncle, you go back to your grandma's house first."

Meng Xiaobei frowned suddenly: "It's the weekend!! You won't go home to accompany me, let my grandma accompany me?!"

Shaotang said, "I've been busy recently, so take some time."

Meng Xiaobei: "Too busy to go home? Then who do I go to?"

Shaotang asked back: "When you go to college, shouldn't you live in a dormitory?"

Meng Xiaobei suddenly burst into strong resentment and imbalance, and argued: "Local students can go home on weekends! ... They live in the dormitory all the time, so what do I have to do with other students and those who have nothing to do?" the difference?"

Shaotang deliberately teased him: "What, what do you have?"

Meng Xiaobei raised his hand and flashed his left ring finger, you are still playing with the young master because of you!

Meng Xiaobei said: "I am also your man, you have obligations to me!!!... Come home obediently on weekends! Go home! Come home, come home, come home with me..."

He just said that he has grown into a tough and mature man, but in a blink of an eye, he immediately withdraws his stinky son Dexing with lanugo and rolling around on the ground.

Meng Xiaobei was carrying the beef biscuits, pinching and pushing them all the way, almost carrying a whip in his hand and driving them, unwilling to let go.

Shaotang smiled, shook off and strode ahead.Meng Xiaobei squeezed the muscles of Shaotang's lower back from behind, that is, in the barracks at noon, Shaotang was hugged by squad leader Xiaofang!Meng Xiaobei squeezed hard several times, poking his fingers into the inside of Shaotang's shirt, every time he squeezed the meat, let Shaotang remember his feel.Others dared to grab my daddy's waist through his clothes. Only we can take off his clothes and let this person feel free to do this. Then, Meng Xiaobei thought about it, and the smell of vinegar would neutralize the acidity and alkalinity... The two of them that day When they got home, they rushed to the toilet and took a shower. Shaotang rubbed the big baby's back for half an hour.

Meng Xiaobei's camouflage uniform was on the floor of the living room, the trousers could almost stand there, so dirty that he couldn't see his true colors.He was still reluctant to throw away this set of clothes, and he was determined not to wash it, as it would lose its preservation value after washing it!He wants to hang it directly on the wall of the bedroom, and put a military-style "military flag + camouflage outfit + small military kettle + steel rice bowl" as a souvenir of his life experience.

Shaotang said, you still want to hang your manly clothes on the wall of our bedroom? !How many days have you not washed your underpants, and you still hang them up?

Meng Xiaobei said, this is called art, you don't even understand it! !

Later, Meng Xiaobei really combined the above four things into a picture, and then ordered it on the wall of their house.

Art, that brain circuit and unique taste, Shaotang has slowly realized since the beginning of living together... After taking a bath and rubbing off the mud, Meng Xiaobei said that he lost half a catty of weight at once, and the whole person felt light Yes, every pore in my body is open, as if I can breathe freely - it has been blocked during the military training, which suffocates me to death.

The two jumped on the big bed at the same time, and then started sumo wrestling, competing for the upper and lower positions after the long-awaited reunion!

Shaotang kicked his son away and gave the order: "Push-ups, thirty standard ones, let's see who can do it first!"

Both of them are soldiers with high efficiency. They lie side by side on the ground, and whoever wins will be on top.As soon as Meng Xiaobei got down on the ground, his small forearm seemed to be shortened, so he couldn't stand up and hit his chest on the ground: "Oh, I just came back from the devil training camp, I haven't recovered my fighting strength yet, so it's not fair!! "

Shaotang laughed out loud: "Why do you still want to fuck me before you regain your combat power? Can you do it?"

"It's better for you to deal with you..."

Shaotang strangled him up by the waist and threw him on the bed...Meng Xiaobei didn't resist, and lay down in the posture of embracing the big bed.Shaotang pressed Xiaobei on the bed, and the moment he pushed forward, he squeezed it very well.The intimacy created by the friction there made both of them tremble with comfort.He stroked Xiaobei's strong chest, and couldn't help but leaned over to kiss Xiaobei's neck, back, and shoulder blades, carefully examining every bone and muscle.My son seems to be the same as before, and it seems that everything is different!

The back of Meng Xiaobei's neck was tanned, and the outside of his forearm was reddish-brown from the scorching sun. There were small bruises from training all over his body, the broken skin on his elbows had scabbed over, and the sound of breathing in his chest became heavier.

Shaotang caressed the big baby's waist with a pair of big hands, and couldn't help saying: "The buttocks are so fleshy."

Meng Xiaobei turned his head to the side, glanced at Shaotang out of the corner of his eyes, and said pantingly, "Do you like it?"

Shaotang said, "I like it."

Meng Xiaobei turned his head to look at his butt, and laughed, "I'm now black on both ends and white in the middle! My butt is whiter than yours!"

The two of them were halfway through, then turned around again, leaning on each other to examine each other's color and figure.In fact, the other parts of Xiaobei's body were tanned, turning into a recruit's egg complexion, and the clothes covered the areas that could not be tanned, making them appear delicate and white.

Meng Xiaobei immediately discovered a new interest, patted the bed and said, "Last time I went back to Beijing Zoo to sketch, and saw two Malayan tapirs mating in the enclosure. Malayan tapirs, you know, are two black and the middle part is white, just like the two of us now. The color is exactly the same! The two of us are like those two tapirs hahaha..."

Two muscular bodies were entangled on the bed, panting roughly.Shaotang pressed Meng Xiaobei under him again, and rode on his hips. The male animal's vigorous cannon fodder and fierce firepower all concentrated on Xiaobei's buttocks, knocking Meng Xiaobei into a trance, and his eyes gradually became confused. , The sound of the bed was very rough... Xiaobei's buttocks trembled slightly when he was pushed away because of the contrasting colors.The young and healthy body became erect due to passion, and then submissively endured the impact, the roots of the hair were dripping with sweat, and the neck was flushed. It was so attractive and exciting that Shaotang loved it so much.

Shaotang stared at Xiaobei panting and enjoying, then suddenly pressed down hard, grabbing the throbbing dick between his son's legs.

Xiaobei hummed slightly in pain: "Um..."

Shaotang bumped into it, and flirted rudely: "Let me touch it, is that thing also black and thick...is it rough..."

Xiao Bei: "Well, when I miss you, I get rough... ah..."

Meng Xiaobei's words were choked up by Shaotang, and his body was knocked to the side of the bed and dragged back again and again.His lower body was in a mess, his hip muscles suddenly convulsed, as if he had been shocked by an electric shock to the most sensitive and fragile part of his body, he let out a long roar, expressing the long and difficult longing of these days of separation.

... When school starts, Meng Xiaobei lives in the school dormitory.At that time, the Academy of Fine Arts was still in the city, the former site of the Republic of China, the large classrooms were bright and transparent, and the student dormitories were a bit crowded and cramped.

Freshman students are busy with course selection. Among the six courses Meng Xiaobei chose, there is Western Aesthetic Appreciation taught by an old man surnamed Hao.The professor specifically asked him to confirm whether the set of comics could be published, and he could not give up halfway.The old man reminded me to publish it next time, using your own real name, and don’t mess up your little Japanese name. From the day you enter university, all your works and achievements will add luster to your life history in the future; Art should not overly strive for fame and fortune, but let's not waste the chance to be famous!

During Meng Xiaobei's freshman year, he finished the original "Autobot" comic works intermittently, and it is said that he sold 10,000+ sets in the end.

His roommate Wang Yuhui said, "Meng Xiaobei is the fate between our brothers. I bought the whole set of books and framed them. I put them in the bottom of the box and leave them for my son and grandchildren to read!"

Meng Xiaobei earned several thousand dollars in total.Of course, since the moment he was admitted to university and started to paint hand circles in Beijing, his goal and vision in life have long been beyond a mere comic fee.

In their dormitory, there lived a nest of unrestrained and bohemian men, future talented artists.Each Hanzi bed is hung with unique bed curtains, such as hand-woven, splash-ink graffiti, and Miao-style hand-made batik!There are murals painted by several people on the wall.On a large desk was a simulated model of the buildings of the new campus of the Academy of Fine Arts designed by a roommate.

On the walls on both sides of the corridor, oil paintings and prints were hung, and there were two wire ropes in the middle, and two rows of underwear and bed sheets were hung to dry.Someone spread out a large canvas on the handle of the stairs to dry and paint... Not long after Meng Xiaobei returned to school, he specially drew a four-panel cartoon of "Floor of the Base", with instructors Xiaofang and Luo in his class as the protagonists , military training life as the main plot, depicting the story of two handsome, handsome, cute and cute little soldiers training college freshmen in the military training camp, fighting wits and courage with boys and girls, and developing pure friendship among comrades-in-arms.At that time, it seemed that the word "friends" did not exist, and there was no concept of Qingshuifuxiang comics. Meng Xiaobei stepped on the red line again.

The manga was mailed to the two protagonists, and Squad Leader Fang wrote a letter to their class on behalf of him and Luo Xiaohu.

Later, about a year later, one day, Meng Xiaobei received a call from Captain Luo in the dormitory.He scratched his neck and shouted, calling all the boys in his room back from the water room in the corridor.

Luo Xiaohu was very excited on the phone: "Guess where I am now!...Fang Chengliang and I are in Shenzhen!"

Meng Xiaobei was surprised: "Why aren't you in the army? Are you on vacation?"

Luo Xiaohu said: "What kind of holiday is it? We have already retired from the army!! Come to Shenzhen to join relatives, open a small shop, sell goods, and earn money..."

"We borrowed money to buy a small bread, and Liangzi is unloading outside the door. Let Lao Tzu represent him with full authority, and give you a safe report!"

Meng Xiaobei praised: "You two are so powerful. I wish Brother Liang and Brother Hu a smooth business, peace and prosperity, and get rich soon!"

Luo Xiaohu smiled sternly: "Little brothers, study hard, and you will become a talent after graduating from university! ... You must call me when you come back to Shenzhen next time. I will take you to play..."

This was also the only phone call Luo Xiaohu and Fang Chengliang made to their dormitory.With most of China separated by high mountains and far rivers, Meng Xiaobei thought, those two people should have been in Shenzhen for many years, their business and life were hard, but they were also very happy.There are countless encounters in life, and many people are just passers-by in life. They will never meet again after passing by, but they will leave unforgettable imprints of youth and romantic feelings in their minds.

...During college, Shaotang went to the Academy of Fine Arts once. It was because of a school celebration event, the school had a theatrical performance and an art exhibition, and Shaotang took time out of his busy schedule to enjoy it.

As soon as Shaotang showed up in the corridor of their dormitory, it quickly caused traffic jams and fans gathered around!

Wang Yuhui's half-length hair was loose, and he came out of the water room with a footbath in his hand. Seeing Shaotang, he leaned back exaggeratedly, making a pout!

Wang Yuhui held the basin in one hand and pointed at Shaotang: "Hey Lin Shuo, Lin Shuo, Wang Tao, Hai Bo, come out quickly!...Isn't this the one drawn by Meng Xiaobei, 'Sai David'!!"

Several heads poked out from each dormitory in the corridor, looked around, and said hello to Shaotang: "Hello, David! Hello uncle, welcome to our male dormitory for class 89..."

Shaotang is a grown man, and he has seen a lot of the world outside, so he can understand what's going on as soon as he hears it.

Shaotang was still able to hold back Fan Er at the time, shaking his trousers, crossing the long corridor with a sullen face under countless cross-eyes, according to the evaluation of the students afterwards, he walked like a male model, with thin summer clothes and see-through The effect is good, and the ratio of every skeletal muscle in the figure is very handsome.In fact, Shaotang's earlobes were turning slightly red, and he pursed his lips as hard as he could, and finally walked to the door of his son's dormitory, and burrowed in.

In the Xiaobei dormitory, a few older boys stood up politely and excitedly, walked along the road to greet each other, poured tea for Shaotang to give up his seat, and cut watermelon to eat.Someone stared at Shaotang's face shape and the bridge of his nose shot green light, as if admiring a plaster sculpture, his hands were itchy, and he immediately turned around and wanted to pick up his portfolio and draw a big head sketch.

Meng Xiaobei pointed left and right in the middle of the room: "Hey, hey! My godfather can't draw casually, this is my exclusive model, can you draw it for fun?"

Wang Yuhui said: "I haven't seen a living person before, but today I finally appreciate the style. From now on, I won't like the portrait of David and Xiaowei in the sketch class."

The stinky son is a man of the year, and many people know that he is the first in high school with professional grades.Meng Xiaobei's sketch work during the art examination was later selected as an excellent example for the examination and hung in the exhibition hall of the college.So everyone saw it.This painting, together with the model in the painting, became famous together.

In the evening, the orange sunset shone on the big desk, casting beautiful shadows on his face.Shaotang was not too polite, and took a tooth of watermelon to eat.The appearance of chewing watermelon silently is a painting.

Liu Haibo said: "Uncle, we have all admired your name for a long time. The girls in our class named Meng Xiaobei's art test work "Full Body Portrait of Sai David Sitting Sideways with Cigarettes"!"

Shaotang Yile: "Don't mention anything about David Sai, I've only heard of David Jiang."

Lin Shuo said solemnly: "Meng Xiaobei, so you didn't paint blindly. You godfather, you really have a mole on your lip."

Meng Xiaobei was proud: "Of course, I am a realist."

Wang Yuhui howled: "Is this still called David Sai?...This is Sai Monroe!!!"

Shaotang sullenly, with a calm and stable posture, sat down on the edge of Meng Xiaobei's bed, without twitching, and opened his posture generously: "Draw if you want to, and get started quickly, I can't sit still Ah, I can’t sit for too long, I always want to move.”

Lin Shuo, who was sleeping on the upper bunk, opened the curtain of Xiaobei's bed at this time, and Shaotang turned his head to see that Xiaobei's bed was covered with wall stickers, all of which were sketches and sketches of various expressions and poses based on him, vivid and lifelike , it seems that the walls, eyes, and swaying are his shadow... Shaotang has been here this time, and he will never be embarrassed to visit the school again, but he feels good in his heart.My heart was engulfed by a piece of warm sea water, and I felt calm and stable like never before.

Shaotang visited the inauguration ceremony of their school anniversary art exhibition hall.Among the paintings on display are two sketches by Xiao Bei.

Shaotang frowned when he saw it. There were so many people in the big court, he was embarrassed to look at it, but he couldn't help turning around and thinking, biting his lip.

With Meng Xiaobei behind him, he quietly rubbed his chin on Shaotang's shoulder: "Where are you looking at women?"

Shaotang was immediately annoyed, and asked back: "I just took a look at it twice, how long did you look at it when you were painting?"

Meng Xiaobei said, "It took about three hours to paint."

Shaotang: "Did you draw it with no clothes on? Or did you imagine her like this?"

Meng Xiaobei: "That's it, human body sketching! There are dozens of people in a big classroom, don't think about it."

Shaotang said: "It's not that I don't understand art, I know that you all draw and sketch the human body."

Meng Xiaobei coaxed: "I'm an aunt in her 50s, she's definitely not as good-looking as you! We can't find young models here, they are all old men and women from the suburbs, don't worry!"

Shaotang snorted: "Don't draw others next time, you can draw me, I won't let you draw?"

Shaotang said this in a lukewarm manner, turned his head and walked away arrogantly.Meng Xiaobei looked at it, ouch, you are so narrow-minded and unhappy!

Shaotang came out of school, walked out of the alley, stood on the street, smoking a cigarette against the wind, at this moment he touched his chest, took out the ring from his jacket pocket, and put it back on his hand.

Meng Xiaobei was dull, and only then realized: "Oh, you just took it off..."

Shaotang: "Yes."

No need to explain.

After a while, Meng Xiaobei said, "I'm not afraid of being known, it's not a big deal."

Shaotang said: "I will say this after you graduate from university. Not now, you are a college student, and the school still has the power of life and death over you."

Shaotang thought very clearly in his heart, as his son grew up day by day, he would not procrastinate indefinitely as if he was an old man taking advantage of his son.He would have to deal with the things he had to do sooner or later, and he would not let Meng Xiaobei bear the storms and all possible criticisms for him.No matter what happens in the next few years, he wants to protect his son from harm.