Sui Jiu Dan blue half-pin

Xu time.

The moth outside the window looked for the light and jumped on the lantern, casting a huge and weird black shadow on the wall, fluttering a few times and then falling down again.

As the night deepened, the cries of insects became louder and louder.

Su Shiqing looked at the bright moon in the sky like a golden bottle, and sighed silently.

Suddenly, a dirty rag flew towards him and slammed on his chest.

Su Shiqing grabbed the rag and stared fiercely at Jie Ao.

Jie Ao kicked the tub: "Hey, don't be lazy there, go change the water."

Su Shiqing threw away the rag and shouted: "Who is being lazy! Why do you want me to change the water? I washed the brushes and inkstones, and you didn't do anything."

Jie Ao pointed to the huge painting hall: "Didn't I wipe all the tables here?"

Su Shiqing squinted at him: "I don't care, I won't go anyway."

"Okay, then neither of us should go back tonight, just sleep here."

After Jie Ao finished speaking, he jumped onto the table, put his hands on his head, raised his legs and looked relaxed and comfortable.

"You...!" Su Shiqing looked at him incredulously, "Get up!"

Jie Ao turned around, not wanting to talk to him.

Su Shiqing tugged at his arm: "You want to sleep here, but I don't!"

Jie Ao frowned, and wanted to break free from him, but Su Shiqing took a step back and stepped on the wooden basin, not only slipped and fell, but also dragged Jie Ao off the table.

"what!"

"ah!"

The two collided in an instant, Jie Ao smashed his head, and Su Shiqing bruised the corner of his mouth.

Jie Ao covered his forehead, and opened his palms to see that it was full of blood; Su Shiqing herself was not feeling well, her mouth was full of fishy and sweet taste.

"Stinky boy!" Jie Ao roared through gritted teeth, "Are you courting death?"

Su Shiqing trembled all over, seeing the blood on Jie Ao's face turned pale, and gradually lost strength: "Blood... I will faint when I see blood..."

"What are you playing..."

Before Jie Ao finished his sentence, Su Shiqing fell to the floor with a plop and passed out.

"Hey?"

Jie Ao approached suspiciously, and found that Su Shiqing's face was bloodless, even her lips were white.

"Hey, are you really dizzy?"

He shook Su Shiqing, seeing him motionless, he was suddenly at a loss, it's curfew time, where can I find a doctor?And others must have thought that the two of them were fighting again.

After hesitating again and again, he had no choice but to lift Su Shiqing up and carry him on his back, and then walked towards the dormitory.

Su Shiqing's body was lighter than he imagined, and he even suspected that he didn't have a little flesh, otherwise, he wouldn't feel heavy at all.It's unbelievable that a man who is so thin and weak still has the courage to dare to resist him.

Back in the dormitory, Jie Ao gently put Su Shiqing on the chair, lit the kerosene lamp, and carried him to the bed after spreading the mattress.In order to let him sleep better, he also helped him take off his mending clothes and shoes, and wiped his cheeks and limbs.

While wiping his neck, Jie Ao saw Su Shiqing's slender collarbone and fair chest, and actually felt a strange throbbing in his body.

He, who had always been very familiar with women's bodies, had a strange look on his face that he hadn't noticed.

Although Su Shiqing was dizzy, she still felt a little bit about Jie Ao's movements, frowning from time to time, showing a little coquettish expression, which was quite different from the prickly look she saw during the day.

Staring at Su Shiqing's sleeping face, Jie Ao paused for a while, he couldn't help but pay attention to this pretty face and alluring lips.

Suddenly, a bird song came from outside the window, pulling his thoughts back.

As if trying to hide his abnormality, Jie Ao coughed twice, his expression returned to his usual indifference, then pulled the quilt to cover Su Shiqing, turned off the light and lay down on the next bed.

The surroundings were not completely dark, and the moonlight from the window quietly poured into the room, illuminating the restless thoughts for no reason.

When the cock crows.

Su Shiqing woke up exhausted, recalled what happened in the painting hall, looked around in fright, but found herself in the dormitory, could it be that Jie Ao sent him back?

Just as he was thinking, the sound of Jie Ao's long breathing suddenly sounded in his ears, he was relieved, and then he got up lightly to wash up.

After going out, Su Shiqing met a courtyard guard, who informed him that Shao Erxue was waiting at the Juxian Pavilion, so he hurried to the Juxian Pavilion with the painting tube on his back.

The golden sunlight shines on the blue bricks and green tiles, making the eaves dazzling and warming the body.

"grown ups!"

After hearing the familiar voice, Shao Erxue turned around with a smile on her face, only to see that there was a circle of bruises on Su Shiqing's fair face, and it was still at the corner of her mouth, her smile gradually froze.

"What happened to the wound on the face?"

"This..."

Su Shiqing took a peek at Shao Erxue, and wanted to tell him about being bullied by Jie Ao and other painters, but she was afraid that he would be embarrassed, so she hesitated and said: "No, it's okay, I just accidentally knocked on it."

"As long as there is nothing to do." Shao Erxue had no doubts, "Are you still used to living in these two days?"

Su Shiqing nodded solemnly: "It's all good."

"That's good."

"By the way..." Shao Erxue seemed to remember something, took out a brand new scarf from his bosom and handed it to him: "This is for you."

A while ago, Shao Erxue saw that the Confucian scarf on Su Shiqing's head was a bit worn out, so he bought a beautiful jade scarf from the market and gave it to him while he was out.

"Is this... for me?"

Su Shiqing looked at Shao Erxue in surprise.

Shao Erxue nodded: "Let me put it on for you."

As he spoke, he gently helped Su Shiqing take off his hat and old scarf, and after tidying up the messy hair, he put a new scarf on his head and tied a tight and suitable knot.

"All right."

"Thank you, Brother Han Su!"

Su Shiqing smiled and picked up the hat and put it on her head.

Shao Erxue: "You don't need to go to the painting hall today, I will take you to the Tibetan Painting Pavilion to observe and study."

"Zanghua Pavilion?" Su Shiqing asked in surprise.

It is the important place of the Painting Academy, and there are innumerable treasures in it, and they are not allowed to enter without permission. Shao Erxue actually said that he would take him to the Painting Pavilion?

Shao Erxue showed a smile that was warmer than the spring breeze: "You are my companion, so naturally you have the right to enter and exit the Tibetan Painting Pavilion."

"That's great!"

Su Shiqing jumped for joy like a child who ate candy. He never dreamed that he could enter the Tibetan Painting Pavilion.

The corner of Shao Erxue's mouth raised unconsciously, thinking that this child is really easy to satisfy.

"Let's go."

Su Shiqing quickly restrained her expression, followed him respectfully and walked towards the Zanghua Pavilion.

The Canghua Pavilion is located on the south side of the Painting Academy. It is an octagonal pointed building, mostly made of stone, with simple and elegant shapes, exquisite and unique beams and eaves.The building is surrounded by clear ponds, and the evergreen grass is planted all over the place, which is not only for beauty, but also for fire prevention and rescue.

After a strict search, guard officers and soldiers let them in.

Pushing open the door of the Tibetan Painting Pavilion, a strong smell of scrolls mixed with sandalwood came to the face immediately, and the collection of scrolls were neatly arranged on the easels several meters high.

Su Shiqing couldn't help but let out a sound of admiration. He stepped on the floor carefully, for fear of making the slightest noise and disturbing these living paintings.

Shao Erxue found three brocade boxes from the rows of easels classified as "figures", and then took Su Shiqing to a quiet window and sat down.

A precious picture unfolded carefully in Shao Erxue's hands, and he said with incomparable reverence: "This is the painting "Horse Riding Picture" painted by Master ten years ago."

Su Shiqing stared at the lifelike painting in amazement, only to see a civil servant wearing a scarlet official robe riding a horse with a whip in the picture. He has an extraordinary demeanor, clear and smooth lines, and full colors, all of which highlight the subtle elegance and calmness of the characters. personality.

"The characters in this painting are drawn using the original iron line drawing method created by the respected teacher. The strokes are strong and thin, and the painting style is rich but elegant. It combines heavy colors and light colors into one."

Su Shiqing felt that she was shallow and ignorant, so she didn't dare to make rash comments, so she listened humbly.

Next, Shao Erxue took out two works by famous masters, analyzing and explaining them one by one from the coordination of characters' colors, to the balanced technique of composition and modeling, and the use of "remedial colors".

Su Shiqing listened carefully, but her eyes secretly observed Shao Erxue from time to time.At this time, Shao Erxue's eyes were bright black under the sun, the bridge of his nose was straight and straight, and his lips seemed to be moist with moisture, which was perfect.

"Are you observing my three courts and five eyes?"

Shao Erxue asked suddenly.

Su Shiqing was startled, and quickly lowered her head to look at the painting: "Ah, no, I was wondering if this iron line drawing method can be used on portraits..."

Shao Erxue supported the table with his hands, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If that's the case, then let me be the character in your painting and practice."

Su Shiqing quickly shook her head: "Students dare not."

"Why don't you dare? The court painter wants to paint for the emperor and concubines. You don't even dare to paint me. How will you paint the emperor in the future?"

Su Shiqing's eyes trembled, and there was an indescribable touch in his heart. It turned out that Shao Erxue really wanted to train him to be a court painter, but for some reason, he didn't have confidence in himself.

"Brother Han Su..."

Shao Erxue saw his wavering, so she said firmly: "Don't be afraid, put aside all distracting thoughts and play to your heart's content. I really want to know what I look like in your eyes."

"Well, the student took offense."

Su Shiqing no longer hesitated, took out the painting tools, spread the rice paper with a paperweight, and wrote steadily.

Time passed by at the tip of the pen, the sun was pouring wantonly on Shao Erxue's face through the window, the transparent skin radiated light, and the stubble on his face was completely cleaned up, he was really an unparalleled handsome man.

At the same time, Shao Erxue, who was sitting on a chair, was also staring at Su Shiqing, who was concentrating on painting.

Su Shiqing's eyes are always full of childlike sincerity, the bridge of her nose is soft and graceful, and her pink lips are crystal clear... Shao Erxue couldn't help being attracted by him, then spread out the drawing paper, and sketched the beautiful girl in front of her on it. juvenile.

Su Shiqing raised her head, and the eyes of the two met in the air, staring at each other, then smiled tacitly and continued to paint.

The author has something to say:

"Riding a Horse" is borrowed from the work "Riding a Man" by Zhao Mengfu, a painter of the Yuan Dynasty in my country