Sui Jiu Dan blue half-pin

Before I knew it, it was already dark.

Su Shiqing and Gu Chuanfeng drew the last piece of rice paper, rubbed their sore hands and shoulders, and smiled at each other.

When sorting out the drawings, Su Shiqing's seal accidentally dropped to the ground, but he didn't notice it.

Gu Chuanfeng walked over to help him pick it up.

"Your seal fell off."

Su Shiqing quickly took the seal, wrapped it in silk and hid it deep in her bosom.

"Fortunately, Mr. Gu picked it up. I'm really grateful."

"This seal seems very precious to Gu Jun?"

"It was specially engraved by my teacher for me, so I cherish it very much."

"From what Gu Jun said, Gu Jun's teacher must be a talented and humble person, is he a senior from the painting academy?"

Su Shiqing lowered her head desolately, feeling a pain somewhere in her heart.

"He is no longer in the painting academy, but has gone to a place far away from me."

"That's such a pity."

Gu Chuanfeng was a little disappointed, he thought he could get to know each other.

"Let's go back, Mr. Gu."

Su Shiqing held back the tears that wanted to burst into her eyes, and walked down the steps first.

Gu Chuanfeng asked his followers to come in to get the luggage, and then left behind Su Shiqing.

Deeper and quieter.

Su Shiqing, who returned to the Academy of Painting, suddenly stopped and looked up at the bright night sky.

I don't know how Shao Erxue is doing in Wanling Garden?Good or not?Have you ever missed his little apprentice?Are you looking at the same moon as him?

"I wish you a long life, and you will share the joys and joys of thousands of miles... Sigh."

The steps towards the residence are very heavy, and troubles are like shadows, which cannot be driven away.

There was no light in the dark room, Su Shiqing scanned the room with dull eyes, but Liu Shihao was not there.

After throwing down the painting tools, he lay down on the bed exhaustedly, then covered his head with the quilt, and what happened in the past appeared in his mind like a revolving lantern.

"Brother Han Su..."

Little did they know that Jie Ao who came all the way to look for him was lying on the beam at this moment, looking down at him who was whispering on the bed with deep eyes.

Heavy loneliness separates the two.

Su Shiqing thought of Jie Ao after thinking about it.

I haven't seen Jie Ao today, why is it like an addiction, I miss him very much in the dead of night, want to hug him, feel everything about him, this feeling goes deep into the bone marrow.

"Jieao..."

The air was as heavy as water gathered, filling the entire room, knowing that no one would respond, but still wanting to call his name.

Jie Ao was still silent, he could have come down directly, but he wanted to make sure of something and kept waiting.

This is probably the longest silence they have had together since they were together, of course it was without Su Shiqing's knowledge.

"Just climb over the wall and get out."

I don't know where the crazy idea came from, and it occupied Su Shiqing's mind in an instant. He only has one thought now, and that is to find Jie Ao.

After thinking so, he really did so, he immediately got up and walked quickly to the door.

Jie Ao who was sitting on the beam jumped down silently.

As soon as Su Shiqing's hand touched the door, Jie Ao forcefully pulled her back.

"Ghost!"

Before the final scream came out, Jie Ao's mouth was suddenly blocked, and the punishing kiss came like a storm.

"Uh, uh... uh!"

Su Shiqing was almost out of breath from being kissed, until Jie Ao let him go, gasping for breath with a look of shock on her face.

Jie Ao was also panting hard: "There's no need to look for it, I'm right here."

"You want to scare me to death!" After Su Shiqing realized it, she cursed angrily, "Don't make a sound when you come."

"It's you who's scary."

Jie Ao hugged him, because of the darkness, so she couldn't see how helpless his expression was at this time, like a child who was afraid of being abandoned by his mother.

Su Shiqing pushed him: "Why did I scare you?"

Jie Ao said aggrievedly: "I thought you had empathized with someone else."

"Empathy? Who told you?"

It's just inexplicable.

"You went out with that guy surnamed Gu for a whole day, and you still called Shao Erxue's name when you came back, and you only remembered me at the end. Isn't this empathy and half-heartedness?"

"I……"

Su Shiqing was at a loss for words for a moment, after all, what Jie Ao said was the truth.

So I patted him on the back and comforted him: "Mr. Gu and I are just painting together, we didn't do anything! The name of calling Shao Erxue is also because we talked about him today, and I miss him as a close friend."

Jie Ao kissed his forehead: "Forgive you, even if you really empathize with someone else, I will still choose to forgive you, as long as you can return to my side."

His nose was sore and he was afraid of tears, so Su Shiqing thumped his chest.

"What nonsense are you talking about...?"

Jie Ao's eyes were bright in the darkness.

"No nonsense, I'm serious."

"Usually you are as fierce as a tiger in front of others, but how come you are as docile as a cat when you come to me?"

"My pleasure."

"..."

Su Shiqing shook her head helplessly.

"Now I'm ready to be a stealing cat, little fish."

Jie Ao smiled and bent down to lift him up and walked towards the bed.

Su Shiqing hooked his neck with a blushing face, and asked doubtfully, "You probably kicked out Liu Shihao?"

"Yes."

"You have become more and more blatant recently. Are you really not afraid that others will know our relationship?"

Jie Ao smiled, put him on the bed, and asked: "Is there anyone in the world who doesn't know about the two of us?"

Because of shame, Su Shiqing got into the bed in frustration, Jie Ao gently hugged him, and kissed his neck.

Su Shiqing thought that tonight might be another long night of fish and fun, and sleepiness would not come easily, but unexpectedly, her body was like cotton soaked in water, and she became more and more relaxed in Jie Ao's kiss, and soon came Even breathing.

Jie Ao silently stared at the sleeping Su Shiqing, under such circumstances, he could still fall asleep, what should he do with him?

The moment he was about to get up.

"Jieao..."

Su Shiqing's hand gently grabbed Jie Ao's hand, although it looked like he was awake, but he was not.

Jie Ao lay back helplessly, gently stroked his back, and whispered softly in his ear: "I'm here, you go to sleep."

Not long after, two even breathing sounds sounded in the silent room.

The soft moonlight outside the window was adjusted to the night, not too thick or too weak, and the insects that had been silent for a day all chirped.

I fell asleep peacefully.

"Jieao?"

Su Shiqing opened her eyes and looked around, the window paper turned golden due to the morning light.

The place next to him was completely cold, which meant that Jie Ao had been away for a long time.

"Oops!"

Su Shiqing, who came back to his senses, jumped up from the bed, hurriedly got ready and ran towards the painting hall.

While running, I looked up at the sun that had already risen to my shoulders. I guess I was already an hour late.

As if they had received some news, all the veterans in the painting hall were sitting there waiting, everyone looked serious, and whispered a few words from time to time.

Even Han Xizi, who talked and laughed happily on weekdays, armed himself with majesty. Faced with their sharp momentum, the painters didn't even dare to raise their heads.

Su Shiqing, who thought she would be punished, ran to the painting hall and saw a long line outside. Although she felt strange, she didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly moved towards the back of the line.

At this time, Zhou Wu who was standing in front whispered to him: "Why are you here now?"

Su Shiqing said angrily: "It's late to bed!"

It's all because Jie Ao didn't wake him up.

"What happened? Why is everyone standing here?"

Zhou Wu: "Early today, the envoy proposed to the emperor to hold a painter competition, divided into two groups, old and young. Now the teachers are discussing who to invite to participate in the competition!"

"what?!"

Su Shiqing's eyes and mouth were opened to the maximum.

A veteran said: "This competition is of great importance, we can only win but not lose!"

Han Xizi nodded: "Dr. Zhang is right, then, seniors, who should the Laosu team send to fight?"

"This……"

All the elders, you look at me, and I look at you, and no one is willing to force yourself to stand out.

After all, it is a matter of the country's face. If it wins, everyone will be happy; but if it loses, it will be a sinner for the country.Not only did he lose the face of the country, but his name as a master in the painting world would no longer exist, and he could only scribble for the rest of his life from now on.

Han Xizi turned his back and sighed secretly.

"How do you seniors feel?"

The elders looked at him in amazement, and wanted to stop him, but they didn't want to get angry, so they nodded to each other.

"Master Daizhao is not only the head of the Academy of Painting, but also a giant in the painting world. It is most appropriate for Mr. Daizhao to play the battle."

Han Xizi: "Then the Laosu team will play next."

Dr. Zhang asked: "What about the young group? Who should we send?"

One of them said: "I personally think that Liu Shihao's painting skills are superb and superb, and his painting style is calm and atmospheric. It is more appropriate for him to play the battle."

The other elders stroked their beards and nodded in agreement.

Han Xizi asked, "What about Gu Meisheng?"

Hearing his name, Su Shiqing's heart skipped a beat.

Another veteran commented pertinently: "Gu Meisheng's brushwork is exquisite, blending everyone's work, the painting style is changeable, the color is full, and has a lot of personality. To a certain extent, it is very similar to Gu Chuanfeng's painting style, so It’s okay to let him play.”

Han Xizi nodded thoughtfully.

But some people retorted: "Since Gu Meisheng's paintings are similar to Gu Chuanfeng's, there is a strong contrast, which is not good for Gu Meisheng, so it is more appropriate to send Liu Shihao, who has a different painting style."

"That's right, isn't that how Liu Shihao won the previous college exams? One has a strong color, and the other has a monotonous and soft color. Whoever has better painting skills can be seen clearly."

Han Xizi looked at the painter below with a headache: "Then who are we going to send?"

"This one……"

After discussing for a while, the elders were divided into two factions, one faction supported Gu Meisheng, and the other faction supported Liu Shihao.

The two factions had the same number of people, each held their own views, and debated endlessly, and there was no final decision.

Yin Tangfeng lamented: "It would be great if Shao Erxue was still there. If he is here, sending him to fight will definitely win."

"It takes two or three months to go back and forth from the Garden of All Souls, how can there be enough time?"

Han Xizi couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to say: "Why don't the painters vote for it."

"Just do as Master Taizhao said."

Han Xizi cleared his throat and said loudly, "Everyone, go back to your seats, write down the names you want to vote for, and hand them in."

Hearing this, Su Shiqing felt a little uneasy.

One reason is that the opponent is Gu Chuanfeng, who he admires, and the other reason is that he feels that his qualifications are still young. No matter in terms of painting skills or style, he is indeed inferior to Gu Chuanfeng in all aspects, and the possibility of losing is relatively high.

Looking up, Liu Shihao also had a sad expression on his face, probably the same worry as him.

The author has something to say:

It’s finally my favorite painter’s duel. Next, I’ll describe more about the paintings. It’s not because I like painting, so I will describe more about paintings in the novel.