in love with your back

Lin Shen looked through the contract carefully, and he couldn't find any mistakes, or the contract was so friendly to him that he felt that Zhang Baichu had malicious intentions.

"Do you think you don't have enough money?"

When Zhang Baichu saw that Lin Shen was writing and did not sign, his sneaky thoughts made him a little irritable.

Lin Shen glanced at him, and asked, "Do you... have any unreasonable thoughts about me?"

"Cough cough..."

Zhang Baichu, who was almost choked to death by his own saliva, slapped his chest fiercely, and finally let the breath go.

"You, what are you talking about?"

Lin Shen's expression of suspicion became deeper and deeper: "I don't sell myself. If it's just a simple modeling contract, I can sign it, but if you have other plans, then forget it."

Lin Shen pushed the contract back to Zhang Baichu.

Zhang Baichu sat across from Lin Shen, with his five fingers lightly clasped on the table one by one, making a crisp clicking sound, adding some soundtrack to the silence in the room.

"Then what if I double the salary?"

"..."

Lin Shen didn't speak, but just pressed the hand that pushed the contract tightly to the top of the contract, not willing to return it to the original place.

Zhang Baichu thought there was something going on, so he frowned: "What about three times?"

Lin Shen's fingers shrank slightly, and the A4 paper that was lying flat twitched for a moment, leaving permanent wrinkles.

Zhang Baichu held back his smile, and stretched out five fingers: "So what if it's five times?"

Lin Shen glanced at Zhang Baichu quietly, and finally withdrew his impolite hands, obediently putting them in front of him.

"Although I like men, I am very traditional." Lin Shen said lightly, "I don't accept one-night stands or long-term friends. If you really have thoughts about me."

"I hope you're serious."

Lin Shen threw the words to Zhang Baichu again, this was the second time he threw the same question to Zhang Baichu.

Sure enough, Zhang Baichu's face turned pale again.

He stared at the contract that was being pushed back and forth, thought for a moment, and finally couldn't shake it.

"Okay, you just sign this one, you are just a model in our studio, but the thing is, after signing this contract, you will definitely not be able to take on a third job other than a serious teaching career, understand? ?”

Lin Shen nodded: "No problem."

Then he withdrew the contract and signed his name on the last page.

"Then, happy cooperation."

Zhang Baichu stretched out his hand to signal: "Hey, I'll be your boss from now on, don't you want to ignore me again?"

"I just ignore people with bad intentions."

Lin Shen took Zhang Baichu's hand back and gently swayed it up and down, very perfunctorily.

The moment he let go, Zhang Baichu moved his hand, held Lin Shen's hand tightly, and pulled towards him.

Lin Shen's lips landed on Zhang Baichu's without any warning.

When he reacted, Lin Shen jumped back three meters without delay, and kept on guard.

Zhang Baichu covered his mouth and smiled out of place.

Then he said solemnly: "This is a special benefit that our studio gives to all new recruits. You don't have to think too much about it."

Then, under Lin Shen's suspicious eyes, he walked out with a swaying smile.

……

"Zhang Baichu."

As soon as Zhang Baichu returned to his office, he was stared at by the scenery, "You are finished, and you still say you are not tempted."

Zhang Baichu took a look at the scenery, casually picked up a document, and pretended to read it, as if it was invulnerable to all poisons.

Jingjing knew Zhang Baichu too well, and his evasive, daring to look directly at him was evidence of his attraction.

"I said, if you are tempted, you will be tempted. Is it necessary to be stubborn? Seven years have passed since that incident, don't you still miss that person?!"

Said subconsciously, Jingjing immediately shut up again.

Zhang Baichu put down the documents in his hand, smiled indifferently, and then looked at the scenery: "Has it been seven years? I don't even remember if you don't tell me."

"Also... I'm just young and ignorant. I didn't think about that person seven years ago, so don't label me indiscriminately."

"..."

Jingjing was silent for a while. Although Zhang Baichu said so, every time he mentioned that matter, his expression showed that he couldn't let it go. In addition, in the past seven years, this young master has never dared to be tempted. Only ghosts believed that he had really let go.

But Jingjing didn't dare to continue this topic, for fear of getting anxious, so the old man cried and showed him.

After coming out of the office, the scenery captures the figure of another great painter in the studio.

Zheng Yixi wears glasses, has quite flowing long hair, and is dressed in a cotton and linen loose suit. From a distance, she has a mysterious and gentle temperament.

He happened to be standing in the elevator room with Lin Shen waiting for the elevator, and he turned his head to look at Lin Shen from time to time.

Maybe it was too blatant, Lin Shen turned his head and looked at Zheng Yixi: "Hello, I don't know if there is something on my body?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zheng Yixi smiled embarrassedly, and then handed out his business card, "I am Zheng Yixi, I can be regarded as a small painter, and recently I am conceiving a series of creations for one person. Seeing you, I think you are very suitable to be my model, I don't know you..."

Lin Shen accepted Zheng Yixi's business card, and said lightly, "I'm already a model in your studio. If you're not in a hurry, I'll come to the studio at 6 o'clock tomorrow night to talk to you in detail, is that okay?"

"Wow! Of course!" Zheng Yixi's eyes lit up, but then he asked in doubt, "Are you really a model in our studio? Why do I remember that our boss never seems to recruit models?"

"Not recruiting?" Lin Shen frowned slightly.

"Well, our boss said that he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself haha, so he usually doesn't know how to draw people." Zheng Yixi said with a smile, "But everyone knows that this is the boss's excuse. The reason why he doesn't draw people is obviously Because of his first love."

"First love?" Lin Shen was even more puzzled.

"Well, you don't know. Our boss's famous work is his first love painting. You can search the Internet for the painting "Morning Sun". It was considered a masterpiece that caused a sensation in the entire art world at that time."

Judging from Zheng Yixi's tone, it is obvious that he also highly admires this painting.

After parting from Zheng Yixi, Lin Shen sat on the bus home, turned on his phone and searched for "Dawn".

The moment he saw the painting, Lin Shen took a deep breath.

The morning sun fell on the half-naked man, where the intersection of light and shadow, with three points of ambiguity, seven points of warmth, depicted the wrinkles on the bed.

It's hard to describe what kind of feeling it was, obviously there was only one man in the painting, but I could feel the passionate love of two people.

That was a field that Lin Shen had never set foot in.

He clicked on the interview under the painting, and only then did he truly understand Zheng Yixi's words.

The man in the painting was Zhang Baichu's first love, but they broke up not long after painting this painting. Since then, this great painter who is famous for his figure paintings has never painted a second figure painting.

It seems that a certain person doesn't want to be sincere, just because his sincerity has already been given to others.

Lin Shen felt inexplicably empty. He put away his mobile phone, leaned on the back of the bus seat, and looked at the busy traffic outside the window aimlessly, not knowing what he was thinking.