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Not long after the May [-]th Movement, the overall Westernization of the society became a temporary trend, and oil painting developed rapidly. Yun Qing's paintings are different from others. Although he has stayed abroad, his aesthetics are still more reserved in the East.

He doesn't paint naked women, but his favorite painting is beauties in cheongsam. He thinks that women look better with clothes on than without clothes, and the simplicity of cheongsam also has a sense of beauty.

Naturally, his paintings began to sell well, because people of the old school love to see his oldness, and people of the new school love his newness. In less than a year, he had a studio surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows, and he stayed in it all day long. Draw there.

Mannequins are of course required for painting. Yun Qing does not worry about this. After the May [-]th Movement, many people came out of their old families, and many people went to the studio of oil painters after they came out. Shirley was one of them.

Shirley is a natural painting, and no artist can finish it in a lifetime. She has milky skin, and her face looks whiter when the light shines on her face. She smiles crookedly like a crescent moon, the oriental woman is elegant and restrained, bright and beautiful.

Shirley only went to the studio twice a week on Wednesday and Sunday. The first time I went there was on Sunday. I saw another man besides Yun Qing in the studio. He had a handsome face and a pair of round glasses with black frames. With a gentle appearance and slender legs stretched out, he sat on a high stool in the studio.

There was the smell of alcohol disinfectant in the air, slightly irritating the nasal cavity, Yun Qing got up and introduced each of them, saying that this is Xue Li, this is Rui Xuan, his friend.

Xue Li greeted Ruixuan, who knew that this man didn't even bother to be perfunctory, he didn't answer a word, and looked at her as if looking down.

Xue Li just felt baffled, it was the first time they met, she didn't understand why he was so rude and indifferent to her, there was no reason, it was hard to figure out.

The curtains were half drawn, and she was standing quietly against the window sill, wearing a dark green cheongsam, with a slightly smiling face, a small dimple on her cheek, and fine hair hanging down from her forehead, which was also a bit delicate and beautiful.

She wanted to leave after finishing the painting, Yun Qing smiled very politely, his friend was still full of impatience, he was too lazy to move while sitting on the stool, and he looked at Xue Li with sharper eyes, inexplicably, Xue Li was about to leave. time to think.

Later, I went there every Sunday, and gradually the three of them became acquainted. Only then did Shirley know that Ruixuan was a doctor. Mother's wishes.

Studying medicine is actually quite hard, and now there are warlords fighting every day outside, there are many wounded in the hospital, and there are few western medicines, and the relationship between doctors and patients is becoming more and more tense. Ruixuan sometimes sighs, saying that he feels tired. Like it or not, the doctor did a pretty good job.

It's the same in the first place, whether you like it or not is not the same as whether you do it well or not.

Shirley also sometimes finds it strange, but I can't say what's strange, but I always feel that Yunqing and Ruixuan, these two boys are too good to each other. Being a doctor is so busy, Ruixuan still comes every Sunday. When I came here, I actually had nothing to do, so I just stayed and sat in the studio, every afternoon.

Ruixuan couldn't come on Wednesday, Yunqing was very serious in the studio, painting stroke by stroke, but on Sunday he changed, from a single-minded painter to a double-minded painter.

Ruixuan came once a week on Sunday, and of course Yunqing had to talk with him. While he was painting, he chatted with Ruixuan, from all over the world, from the last three days to a week ago, from a week ago One month ago, we talked about four years ago, the four-wheeled carriages, windmills and lavender in the mountains and plains in Europe.

Four years ago, Ruixuan said, "I think you were so heartless at that time. You left as soon as you wanted to in four years, and you never said to send me a letter when you were abroad." He also asked Yunqing about the etiquette abroad. They didn't really want to meet and kiss, Yun Qing said no, Rui Xuan looked away and raised his head slightly, "Then who knows, it's easy for you to lie to me anyway."

Yun Qing smiled and said no, she was painting on the wall again, Shirley in the painting was always calm, beautiful, and childish, sometimes Rui Xuan wanted to draw two strokes when she was in the mood, adding a few mustaches to Shirley's lips Or draw a few circles on his forehead, Shirley would get angry every time she looked at it, thinking that he was ruining the painting, but Yun Qing was not angry.

If Yunqing is not angry with Shirley, she will be even more angry.

There were times when it was raining heavily, and the light in the studio was dim, every time I thought Ruixuan would not come, but every time he came, the sound of thumping doors was like smashing a piano, bursting out in succession, every time Yunqing heard Everyone went to open the door with gleaming eyes, cheering like a child, and couldn't tell it was the silent painter just now.

Ruixuan's whole body was drenched in water, and the white coat on his body was wet and stuck to the clothes inside before he had time to change. The glasses were covered with small water droplets, which were shiny, and there was a little Yunqing in each small water droplet.

Shirley couldn't figure out why such a heavy rainy day still came.

Later, Ruixuan often talked about that seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl colleague in the hospital, saying how nice she was, how she chatted with him, and how people suspected that they were in free love, but Ruixuan said that they were definitely not in that relationship, and he did not. That meaning.

Yunqing just laughed when she heard that, expressing her complete trust in Ruixuan.

The next time I was in the studio, the sun came in warmly and warmly on Sunday, and the light was unexpectedly good. Rui Xuan pestered Yun Qing to talk, but Yun Qing only focused on painting and told him to be quiet. After a while... Shirley didn't know why Qing suddenly became angry, and didn't understand Ruixuan that afternoon.

Ruixuan later said that there was a staff transfer activity in the hospital, and he could go to Beijing. He wanted to go, but his parents told him to stay in Nanjing. He couldn't make a choice, so he came to ask Yunqing's opinion.

"It depends on where you like," Yun Qing said, "If you want to go to Beijing, go there."

Ruixuan hesitated, but finally decided to stay in Nanjing.

Shirley's parents later found out that she was going to be a mannequin, and they got angry. Shirley explained that she was just a model. Her mother asked her if she had undressed. Shirley cried and said no. Her mother said no, why are you crying? Do you have?

Shirley still said no, her mother was dubious and warned her through gritted teeth, "Don't go to that Shen Yunqing again!"

Xue Li still went there later, secretly, crying as soon as she got into the studio, and told Yun Qing what her mother said, how could she think that way, Rui Xuan was sitting by the side, and was more shocked than Xue Li when he heard this. This is the first time I know that oil painters sometimes paint nude women.

Does Yunqing sometimes draw...?Who knows, anyway, it's easy for him to lie to him.

Ruixuan also came later, but he seldom talked to Yunqing. Yunqing always suspected that he was getting older and was considering getting married and having children, so she deliberately ignored him and didn't want to play around with him anymore. Later, Ruixuan brought up The colleague girl in the hospital.

Yunqing made up her mind to move the studio to another place without telling Ruixuan, and she wanted to forget Ruixuan from now on.