My pretty boyfriend in a dress doesn't talk much

But when Wei Mingshan was about to leave, he looked back at the lake, and the figure of the girl appeared in front of him again.

Wei Mingshan suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his heart, he walked away from the lake, walked to the place where he was watching the show just now, and observed the field of vision. Wei Mingshan decided that this was the place, and he put down his painting tools again.

Even though there were few people around, Wei Mingshan still chose a nearby location out of the way to arrange the packed painting tools again. After sitting down, the scene in his heart became clear. Outline, without the hesitation just now.

When focusing on a certain thing, time always passes quickly. After Wei Mingshan put the last touch on the painting, the sun had already set, and he stared at the picture in a daze.

Different from the scene where a girl in a white skirt is practicing by the lake, there is still a woman singing in an opera on the screen, but she has already put on a costume, and a sense of beauty and refinement can be seen in her gestures, and the surrounding elegant scenery Depicted in light ink, the lake is shimmering and the willows are drooping, making the characters more graceful and celestial.

The pen tip used for the inscription has not been written for a long time, Wei Mingshan hesitated to use Guan Ju or... Finally, he inscribed the sentence on the screen——

Pianruo Jinghong, graceful as a dragon

After finishing the last stroke, Wei Mingshan let out a sigh of relief, and what my grandfather once said came to my ears: "Western paintings focus on being objective and realistic, while traditional Chinese paintings focus on expressing spirit through form. But you are still young, so you should first draw what you want." Just paint when you are young. When you see a lot and live for a long time, as long as you don’t throw away the things of your ancestors, you will gradually understand.”

Wei Mingshan recalled the feeling just now, and seemed to realize something in his heart.

Thinking of grandpa, Wei Mingshan misses his old child a little bit, it's time to go back to see him on Mid-Autumn Festival, he's been angry for a year, it's time to calm down.

During the past year, it's not that Wei Mingshan hasn't visited his grandfather, but he didn't even let him in. Old children, old children, the older they get, the more stubborn their tempers become.

Wei Mingshan touched the paintbrush and told his grandfather when he went back that he did not give up Chinese painting, but just wanted to get in touch with more things. It would be great if more and more young people fell in love with Chinese painting.

But thinking of his grandfather who was so angry when he saw his admission letter, Wei Mingshan had a headache, how could he let his grandfather give him a chance to speak face to face.

Seeing that it was getting late, Wei Mingshan cherishedly put away the drawing paper and materials, and left this secluded place.

Sophomore courses are getting more and more full, and professional courses are gradually put on the agenda.After school officially started, Wei Mingshan ran around in various classrooms and libraries, because there was still a certain distance between the major he chose and the things he had been exposed to since he was a child, so he had to devote more energy and spare time to find a house.

But the right house is not so easy to find.And Liu Wei should also feel embarrassed, he doesn't go back to the dormitory very often, the two of them hardly meet each other, and the matter of finding a house is not particularly urgent.

It was the end of another big class, but fortunately there was no need to change classrooms for the next class, Wei Mingshan lay down on the table to take a rest, staring out the window in a daze.

Looking at the blue sky, Wei Mingshan thought of the chance meeting a few days ago, he sighed in his heart, finally found someone who seemed to make his heart flutter, but he didn't know any information.If you want to chase people, you don't know how to chase them.

Perhaps God sensed Wei Mingshan's resentment, a figure appeared in Wei Mingshan's sight, Wei Mingshan sat up straight and looked out the window.

Zhou Ningfang, who was sitting next to him, was startled by his sudden movement.Zhou Ningfang bumped Wei Mingshan's arm, and asked suspiciously: "What are you looking at, I was shocked."

However, Wei Mingshan did not respond.

The classroom on the second floor is not difficult to see people walking downstairs. Zhou Ningfang, who did not get a response, followed Wei Mingshan's gaze, and then he saw the back of a somewhat familiar black-haired dress, and squinted. After a long time, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared, as if he had thought of something.

Then he looked at Wei Mingshan's focused gaze, realized something in his heart, and said with a teasing tone, "Oh~ So our little San'er is also in love."

Ignoring the friend who obviously wanted to watch the show, when the back disappeared, Wei Mingshan looked away, turned his head, raised his eyebrows slightly, and with a smile in his eyes, he replied straightforwardly: "Yeah, why? No way?"

Zhou Ningfang blinked, apparently startled by Wei Mingshan's bluntness. After recovering, he became more energetic: "San'er, tell me, have you met him before? Or is it just this side today?" It was love at first sight?"

Wei Mingshan squinted at him, "What's the benefit of telling you?"

Zhou Ningfang chuckled, "Hey, isn't it a coincidence?" He turned on the phone, tapped it a few times, and then waved it around in front of Wei Mingshan's eyes.

Wei Mingshan with good eyes saw the content on the phone, quickly grabbed Zhou Ningfang's hand, held it in front of his eyes and looked carefully.

The photo on the phone seems to be secretly taken, also in the summer, and the girl turned her head inadvertently, her expression is still very cold, but even if it is a casual photo, the photo is not so clear because of the photographer's hand shaking, but it is exquisite The face still makes this photo beautiful like a painting, but... Wei Mingshan hurriedly asked: "Where did this come from?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, this was sent to me by a few junior seniors at the dinner party yesterday." Zhou Ning generously handed the phone to Wei Mingshan, "You know, I just want to draw well The beauties just went to learn painting and became an art examinee, so the few in the studio who are good at playing are always making fun of me. But ah, they don’t understand, the beauties I love are all paper people, but he is too good-looking Yes, I'll save it."

Wei Mingshan uploaded the picture to his phone, then deleted the photo on Zhou Ningfang's phone, threw the phone to him, and asked, "What else do you know?"

Zhou Ningfang hugged the phone with a painful face, but a friend's wife should not be bullied, even if it is just a future brother and daughter-in-law.But he couldn't just say it so simply, so he urged Wei Mingshan to tell him how the two met.

Wei Mingshan had no choice but to briefly talk about his experience that day.

"I really want to see a real person, and I want to know what kind of peerless beauty it is, who enlightened you on the spot." Zhou Ningfang, who satisfied his curiosity, told him everything he knew, "I don't know much, I know After this beauty, I went to the school forum to search, but there is not much news about him, it seems that because someone harassed him before, so the forum does not allow posting his sneaky photos."

Hearing this, Wei Mingshan suddenly remembered the scene when they first met, and realized that there was such a cause and effect, and he was so on guard that day. Wei Mingshan felt a little distressed, but he didn't interrupt Zhou Ningfang, nodding to signal him to continue. explain.

"His name is Gong Zeyu, and he seems to have a nickname called 'Palace Master', which is the 'Gong' of his surname. It's very Marysu, I think so at first. But it is said that this nickname was originally used in the circle of movie fans. It spread in a small area, but I don’t know how it spread more and more widely. The origin of this nickname seems to be that when he was about ten years old, he starred in some mirror princess, and then became popular in the Beijing opera circle, and then the fans gave him this nickname. a nickname."

"Iron Mirror Princess?"

"Ah, yes, yes, it seems to be this. Then I probably think that his surname is Gong, so I don't use 'Princess', so I call him 'Palace Master'."

Princess?Wei Mingshan thought about this title, and felt that although this title was indeed the same as what Zhou Ningfang said, it did not make people feel this embarrassment in him.

"According to the fans, he can be regarded as a character, but he is not from the Peking Opera Department." Zhou Ningfang scratched his head in confusion, and then suddenly realized after a while, "But it is true, the Peking Opera Department of the X opera next door is better, come to X What are you doing, X University is a good comprehensive university, but it is always lacking in meaning. He is actually from the Department of Directing, and he focuses on opera directing."

Zhou Ningfang shook his head and sighed: "Is this the top student, who wants to pursue multi-faceted development? Just like you, you don't want to go to the Chinese painting department, but you want to go to the animation department."

"Also, there are really a lot of people who like him, and basically men and women take it all. But few dare to confess. Even if they dare to confess, they are killed by his coldness. He is the famous flower of Gaoling in the school. In our studio, there was a brave girl who confessed to him, but she stopped him and said a lot, but the other party didn't say a word, just quietly looked at the person who confessed to her, and the girl was crying after a while ran away."

Wei Mingshan was in a daze for a moment, looking at the person quietly, it seemed to be the style of that person.However, he felt that Gong Zeyu didn't seem to disdain to speak, and there might be other reasons.And Gong Zeyu's character doesn't seem to be really cold.

Then he heard Zhou Ningfang pretend to be worried: "Hey, I don't know if my San'er can pick this flower. Although the flower is beautiful, it can't be too cold."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Ningfang felt a gust of cold wind, and when he turned his head, Wei Mingshan's indifferent eyes froze, Zhou Ningfang shivered and made a gesture of shutting up.

Then after a minute of silence, the air-conditioning passed, and Zhou Ning just scratched his head, "That's all I know, but I feel that they have something to hide from me. After the photo was sent to me, they couldn't stop laughing at me."

Hearing that the people in the studio were hiding something from Zhou Ningfang, Wei Mingshan's first reaction was that there was some bad gossip, but not all studios are the ones who spread rumors, and those who play well with Zhou Ningfang have good personalities Well, when the truth came out, it was thanks to the help of a few of them, so Wei Mingshan didn't think much about it.

Is it from the director department... Wei Mingshan remembers that his cousin's boyfriend seems to be from the director department, so he should ask his cousin when the time comes.So he said, "Thanks, I'll find the rest myself."

Hearing the meaning of Wei Mingshan's words telling him not to pay more attention to Gong Zeyu, Zhou Ningfang cried falsely, "Hey, it's not a problem, the possessiveness is so strong. When the time comes, we will really be together, My friend was thrown aside."

Wei Mingshan didn't like this, and said mockingly: "You can find one yourself. I think you are really not sure this week, or you can figure out when you will get out of the order."

"I already have a wife. All these are my wives." Zhou Ningfang handed the phone to Wei Mingshan.

Wei Mingshan looked at the screen full of animation and game characters, smiled and touched the dog's head, he was so stupid, this child is still dreaming all day long.