Brother Xia You's technique

Xia You really didn't expect his brother to come back. It seems that he has been back for a long time, and he has been waiting for a while.

After all, that fellow Gojo Satoru had already pressed his face on the table boredly, obviously having nothing to do.

His long legs straightened, Wujo Wu straightened his back when he saw Xia Youzhen's return, and waved: "Welcome back, Brother Xia You."

Confused Xia Youzhen: "I'm back."

Xia Youjie poked his head out of the kitchen with a kettle in his hand: "Welcome back."

At this time, Xia Youzhen reacted suddenly, and the thing in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

"elder brother!"

He ran over, slammed on the brakes when he was about to hit Xia Youjie, and circled around him.

"Brother, are you back? When did you come back? Why don't I know at all? Does mom know you're back? Also, are you sleeping here tonight?"

Xia Youjie put the kettle on the stove, turned on the fire, and answered his questions one by one.

"I'm back, I arrived at noon. Mom knows I'm back, and now I'm going to buy groceries, saying that I want to show off my skills. Wu and I will stay tonight."

He turned around, looked at his younger brother with exquisite makeup on his face, and smiled slightly: "You have worked hard."

"No, it's not hard."

Gojo Satoru put his hands on his chest, looking rather dissatisfied: "I said, ignore me so completely? Jie Ke said that you like good-looking things, especially my eyes. So today my eyes are not bright enough or there are spots on my face. What's an unsightly thing?"

Brother Xia You's eyes fell on Gojo Satoru at the same time, one eye was full of playfulness, and the other was pure curiosity.

Realizing that he seemed to be competing with Jie for favor, Gojo Satoru shuddered.

It is impossible to compete for favor, even if he does, he will definitely not be able to compete with Xia Youjie, Wujo Wu fully understands this.

What's more, what's the use of fighting?

With a glance, Gojo Satoru looked at the thing Xia Youzhen dropped.

He changed the subject: "Brother Xia You went to buy sweets again?"

Xia Youzhen blushed and ran over to pick up the condolences.

"I didn't buy it, it was a gift from a fan. Assistant Song Shi knew that I liked the dim sum from this restaurant, so he took it. Usually, I don't charge for food."

Xia Youjie frowned, "Does anyone know that you like this shop?"

Gojo Satoru raised his hand and said, "I know this, the employees in the store are fans of Brother Xia You."

This surprised Xia Youjie: "Xiaozhen's reputation is really getting bigger and bigger."

The corner of his mouth twitched, Wujo Satoru felt that his existence was probably superfluous.

Xia You's younger brother praised Jie at every opportunity, and Jie also boasted back at every opportunity.

These two brothers... Wujo Satoru, who has no real brothers, was envious for a moment.

Xia Youzhen took out the dim sum: "Brother and Brother Wutiao, let's divide it up."

Gojo Wu raised his eyebrows: "So generous?"

Xia Youjie: "Why don't you eat it now?"

Xia Youzhen scratched his hair: "No, actually what..." Finally he gave the reason, "I'm tired of eating, and I like to eat from another restaurant recently."

Xia Youjie & Gojo Satoru: …

Gojo Satoru grinned, heh, this little guy who loves the new and dislikes the old!

Xia Youzhen stood there aggrieved, his eyes rolled and turned, and Xia Youjie finally let out a sigh with that shrewd look.

"Who helped you eat the rest?"

Xia Youzhen replied honestly: "Liangtai. He exercises a lot, as long as he doesn't eat those things before work, it's nothing." He emphasized again, "I didn't eat too much, really!"

Xia Youjie: "If you eat too much, you will go straight to the hospital."

Xiaozhen can't eat too much food, probably because those things are not suitable for him, maybe he needs to find food suitable for Xiaozhen.

Now they guessed that what they needed to find was food related to mana, but there was still no clue as to how to find it.

Xia Youzhen started acting coquettishly: "I won't do it~"

Xia Youjie: "Forget it, most of the time you still have a sense of proportion, so I trust you this time."

This time it was a mess.

While Xia Youzhen breathed a sigh of relief, she also made up her mind in her heart that she must absolutely tell Songshi not to take any more food-related things.

Xia Youjie looked at his friend: "Didn't you say that you got stuck during Huawu? Just finished the task, so I brought someone over to see if there is anything I can help."

The so-called [Huashu] can only be explored by personal experience, so Gojo Satoru can't wait to become a member of the [Huji].

Xia Youzhen didn't know that his brother came back because of this incident: "Actually, it's my ability, and it has nothing to do with Wutiao brother."

Gojo Wu raised his eyebrows: "Brother Xia You doubts his own painting?"

Xia Youzhen admitted openly: "Compared to some masters, I am really not qualified at all."

"It seems that you know where your problem is."

Xia Youzhen naturally replied to his brother's words: "I know, it's the eyes. Brother Wutiao's eyes don't feel right no matter how you draw them, and many pictures have been discarded."

Gojo Satoru was surprised: "Although my six eyes are indeed rare, it shouldn't affect photography and painting, right?"

Xia Youzhen spread his hands: "That's why I said it, it's about my strength."

Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu looked at each other the same way.

"Let's see."

Xia Youzhen painted a lot of Gojo Wu, and the eyes in each picture are different. He is not satisfied with the charm in Wujo Wu's eyes no matter how he paints.

However, in the eyes of Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu, these unsatisfactory paintings are already quite good.

Gojo Satoru, who was squatting, looked at the half-finished product in front of him in disbelief: "Is this still okay?"

Xia Youzhen, who was already sitting in front of the easel, looked at him: "No, my eyes are dull."

The corners of Xia Youjie's mouth twitched. If this is dull eyes, what is spirit?

He thought of himself on the desk that Xiaozhen sketched out with a few strokes when he was a child, and then looked at Wu who was obviously quite good but was still beaten by his younger brother, and he felt unbalanced.

Gojo Satoru stood up, with his left hand resting on the easel, he lowered his head and looked at Xia Youzhen who looked up with doubts on his face.

At that moment, Xia Youzhen felt dizzy as if being absorbed by those eyes again.

Gojo Wu: "Brother Xia You, you have too high demands on yourself."

Xia You really blushed.

He suddenly lowered his head and stared at the ground, breathing heavily.

what happened?After drawing so many pictures, he was used to those eyes, why was he shocked again?

Xia You really thinks that Wujowu is unscientific!Could it be that such an unscientific thing happened because it was a conjurer? !

"Brother Xia You?"

Gojo Satoru was puzzled at first, but his eyes widened when he noticed his reddened ears.

Brother Xia You, are you shy?

To be honest, Wujo Satoru was a little confused.

He himself used to be fascinated by Xia Youzhen, but he never thought that Xia Youzhen would be ashamed because of himself?After all, when they first met, Xia You was really sharp-eyed but never shy.

He straightened up, touched his face in disbelief, and finally put his hands at the corners of his eyes.

Because, these eyes?

The corners of Gojo Satoru's mouth slowly rose, and he inexplicably felt as if he had won a round, although this competition only happened in his mind.

Xia Youjie stepped forward: "What's wrong?"

Xia Youzhen coughed lightly when he heard his brother's voice: "It's nothing." The voice was quite normal, and it was well adjusted.

Gojo Satoru grinned: "Yes, nothing."

The tone of voice was strange, and there was a feeling of a little complacency.

Why is it so strange for this guy to say this?Could it be that he saw himself blushing?Then what is going on in his mind!

Ah, what a shame!

Xia Youjie glanced at the two suspiciously, and finally felt that his brother's painting was more important.

"Xiaozhen, Wu is here to act as a model for you, you draw slowly."

Xia Youzhen looked at her brother in surprise: "But I never need a model for painting."

He engraved it in his mind and drew it according to his own memory.

Xia Youjie patted him on the head: "Didn't you encounter a bottleneck? Give it a try."

After thinking about it, Xia Youzhen nodded.

Xia Youjie went to move a stool for Wujo Wu, and Wujo Wu sat down in the studio.

And Xia Youjie sat at the door, holding a book and reading.

It was the strange anecdote Wujo Satoru brought from Wujo's house, and wanted to see if there were any clues in it.

On Xia Youzhen's side, the painting didn't go very smoothly.It was difficult to even write under Gojo Satoru's playful smile.

This guy, why can he affect his mood so much?

As if standing there could become the focal point to attract his full attention and forget his business!

Damn it, he was obviously only attracted by his eyes!

The brush made a long stroke on the paper, and because of this one stroke, the painting was ruined again.

Gojo Satoru realized something was wrong, and began to reflect on whether he had done it too well.

Brother Xia You has a thin skin, it's not good to tease him too much.

Gojo Satoru coughed lightly and didn't speak, but suppressed his smile, which was rare and serious.

Even if he didn't smile, he seemed to be standing under the spotlight.

Obviously the reminder of [role goal] should be the one that attracted his attention the most, but now his eyes are completely on Gojo Satoru.

This was the first time that Xia Youzhen looked at Gojo Wu's facial features seriously. Unlike the past when he always thought of those eyes, he now divided his attention equally and focused on that face one by one.

He was dazed before, and was lost by those eyes, thinking that those eyes were the most beautiful things in the world, and the other parts he painted were not worthy of those eyes.

However, except for the eyes, every outline of Gojo Satoru is perfect.

The curvature of the nose, chin, and ears, in fact, everything is exquisite and just right.

They're all beautiful and shouldn't be overshadowed by those eyes.

Xia You really understood, understood her misunderstanding, and found the exit.

It's not the eyes that made him Wujo Wu, but the whole of him that made him who he is now.

One leaf blinds the eye, one eye blinds the eye.

Xia Youzhen raised the corners of his mouth, changed the drawing paper and started to write again.