CH 40

The teacher Bai Fan asked for was quickly found. He was a very artistic young man with half-length hair, his collar was open, with a melancholy and contemplative expression on his face. Most of the time he was quiet and silent, but when he got excited, he would be extremely aggressive, and no one could compete with him.

In short, this person is in a completely different world from Bai Fan. If he didn’t want to learn painting, Bai Fan would never have had contact with this kind of person.

“Your task is to teach me how to draw this portrait within one month. I only need to be able to draw this portrait, you don’t have to consider the others.” Bai Fan assigned a task with a photo of himself.

The young artist was stunned when he heard this, it led to a strange expression on his face, he had never seen someone who wants to learn painting just to draw himself.

After the painter fully understood Bai Fan’s instructions, Bai Fan’s painting career began. Because it was one-on-one teaching, he learned quickly. On the first day, he learned how to hold a brush and practiced drawing lines and a few geometric objects, also understanding shadow reflection and composition. In the second meeting, Bai Fan skipped learning to sketch still life and jumped directly to drawing figures.

The young artist knew very clearly that Bai Fan only wanted to be able to draw his own portraits, and he didn’t care much about painting other things, so although the time limit of one month was a bit tight, it was still achievable. To draw only the same thing over and over again for a month, he could even draw it with muscle memory.

Hence, since then began a tragic period that Bai Fan couldn’t bear to recall. That teacher started to show an anatomy chart, the kind with no skin and only muscles, he explained to Bai Fan which muscle is which, and how each of them would behave in different situations. While one of his hands would trace down his face, it was certainly not a very favorable situation.

When Bai Fan was finally able to draw a map of the muscle mass distribution of a human face, the artist set up a mirror in front of Bai Fan to let him carefully observe what he looked like, what shape his face was, how much hair was on his head, what is the position of his nose bridge and his ears… After several days of gazing affectionately in the mirror, Bai Fan was so annoyed he almost changed teachers. Luckily, the painter felt Bai Fan’s annoyance and quickly ended that lesson.

There are two ways to draw a self-portrait, one is to draw in front of a mirror, and the other is to draw in front of a photo of yourself. Considering Bai Fan’s problems in doing the basics, the painter decided to ask Bai Fan to take self-portrait photos, and then draw using those photos as reference. After all, the people in the mirror can move, and their facial expressions can change at any time, while the images on the photos are frozen and easy to copy.

Bai Fan went to the photo studio and took dozens of photos in a row before picking out the one with the best smile. After all, it will be the first time Yin Ruil sees him, so he wanted to make a good impression.

After choosing the photo, Bai Fan suddenly realized that he was acting strange, even when he went on a blind date, he wasn’t this nervous and cautious.

Bai Fan finally took the framed photo back, placed it in front of the easel, and copied it every day under the painter’s supervision.

Bai Fan had always been serious and hardworking when learning things, and this attitude is often praised by people, but this time, no one praised his hard work, but it made the painter and Gongyi Jun look at him even more strangely. Bai Fan looked calm on the surface, but he was complaining bitterly in his heart. He will definitely be wearing the label “narcissism” forever.

Because no normal person would face the mirror and his own photos for ten hours per day.

The aftermath of bearing this kind of pressure was that every night Bai Fan would repeat in front of the mirror inside Yin Rui’s body, this is all for you, all for you.

But even so, Bai Fan didn’t tell Yin Rui that he was learning painting in advance, and he would give Yin Rui a surprise.

Probably due to smiling and laughing in front of the mirror every day now, Bai Fan would often unconsciously smile even when he’s inside Yin Rui’s body, although Bai Fan had tried his best to stop, but all the maids were already flattered. My God, the leader smiled three times today.

……

The next day, during Yin Rui’s lunch break, a group of maids hid in a small corner and whispered, “Did you know, Xiao Tao said that the leader smiled to her three times last night.”

Another tone of obvious disbelief, “How was that possible, I have never seen the leader smile.”

“But it’s not just Xiaotao who saw it, Ling’er and Juan’er who were serving last night also saw it, it shouldn’t be fake.”

“Looks like it’s true. Alas, why are they so lucky? Why weren’t we the ones on duty last night?”

This maids who just took this matter as gossip did not know Yin Rui’s face had darkened.

In the dark secret room, Yin Rui looked at the portrait hanging on the wall, his face sank. After a long time, the low air pressure on his body gradually dissipated. Instead, he felt indescribably lonely. He reached out and touched the blank face of the portrait, “Why…don’t you look at me, why…don’t you smile at me…”

……

Although Bai Fan didn’t have much talent for painting, he was very good in this kind of formative training, which only needed him to use a ruler to measure the proportions. Now the portraits he draws is starting to look like him in terms of eyebrows and eyes. Looking at his own achievement, he felt a sense of pride from the fruits of his labor.

But no matter how satisfied he was with his paintings, there was always someone on the side criticizing him. That young painter could always pick out faults, but Bai Fan still had to listen, because often after receiving the painter’s advice, the similarity of his portrait would greatly improve.

The young painter saw Bai Fan looking intently at the drawing board, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, he stretched out his hand and caressed Bai Fan’s side face, “Look, it’s like this again, I said your nose is very straight , so it should be drawn higher, and the lips should be drawn more plump, with a little more curvature, ah!”

Bai Fan grabbed the hand that touched his lips. Even though he didn’t use his internal strength, the strength of his hand still made the young painter’s face pale. Bai Fan frowned with a hint of warning, “What are you doing?”

This question made the painter’s eyes flash with panic. He thought that he was hiding it very well. This small movement could be perceived as something needed for teaching, and it should not be noticed by others.

“Okay, that’s all for today’s class. Since you don’t cherish this job opportunity, you don’t need to come again in the future.” Bai Fan’s voice was icy cold.

The painter raised his head unwillingly, but in the end he had no choice but to agree, and then left in a daze, Bai Fan frowned. Because he had been confessed to by his friend, he was more sensitive to such things than ordinary people. 

This painter…he didn’t notice anything wrong at first, but gradually he felt that he liked to lean towards Bai Fan, and what really made him confirm it was just now…thinking of what happened just now, Bai Fan couldn’t help feeling uncomfortable again, he wiped his mouth, and decided to wash his face and brush his teeth.

In the monitoring room, Gongyi Jun’s eyes widened. What did he just witness? Gongyi Jun wiped his eyes in disbelief, and enlarged the picture on the monitor until it was enlarged to the entire display. Gongyi Jun bought the most expensive monitors with the highest quality for the sake of punishing that guy, even when it was magnified so many times, it was still very clear.

After halving the speed, Gongyi Jun clearly saw the hand that landed on Bai Fan’s face, touching it from the bridge of his nose to his lips, and dawdled very vaguely for a while… Unexpectedly, he actually tried to touch Bai Fan’s mouth. Of course, the painter failed in the end, and was pushed out by Bai Fan. His face was cold and Gongyi Jun didn’t know what he was saying since there were no sounds in the monitor, in order to protect privacy. However, Gongyi Jun didn’t know how to describe the shock he received, even men are harassed…

Gongyi Jun hesitated for a while, as a bodyguard, should he go out now and drive out that guy who harassed his employer? But soon Gongyi Jun saw the scene where Bai Fan dealt with the pervert, and the guy who had lust but no guts immediately left. Gongyi Jun took back the footsteps he had just taken, and felt that it was better to not go out at this time. It was better to pretend that he was sleeping and that he did not see this scene, otherwise he would be threatened to be silenced.

……

After washing up, it was getting late, Bai Fan simply went to bed early and lay down, but thinking about what happened just now, he felt uncomfortable for a while, what is all this nonsense?

After eight o’clock, Bai Fan woke up on Yin Rui’s bed. After reading the letter left by Yin Rui, he couldn’t bear it anymore, so he wrote down what happened today. If it were other people, Bai Fan wouldn’t have told them about such a horrendous incident and kept it in his heart for a lifetime, but Yin Rui was different. He didn’t need to feel embarrassed in front of Yin Rui, and there was nothing he couldn’t say.

After he finished writing, Bai Fan found that he felt much better, so he got up and drank a cup of tea and ate some snacks, but when he looked up, he was so frightened by the maid who served the tea that he choked.

After looking around in the room, he realized that his maids had changed again, and the more they changed, the uglier they became. Yin Rui’s aesthetics became stranger and stranger.

Bai Fan didn’t know, but when Yin Rui saw his letter the next day, he flipped over a table, his face was absolutely clouded, and his anger became a sign of madness. 

[Where’s that guy? Is he still alive?]

[He’s still alive, am I allowed to kill someone for such a small matter.]

[You don’t need to do it, I’ll do it, tell me, what is that guy’s name and where does he live?]

The last stroke ruined the paper.

[Don’t be angry, Yin Rui, what’s wrong with you? The internal energy in your body has been too unstable these two days. This is not a good sign, it is best to meditate, calm down and wait for recovery, otherwise accidents will easily happen. You really don’t have to worry about that matter anymore, I have already taken revenge, really, I broke off that guy’s hands and feet and now he’s a beggar.]

When Bai Fan wrote this, he was also a little anxious. He didn’t expect Yin Rui to defend him so much, and even became angry on his behalf.

Bai Fan checked Yin Rui’s internal energy for a moment, and found that there were obvious signs of an approaching qi deviation, and he had to do closed door training as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. Bai Fan thought about it, and finally made a decision. He released an order regarding his closed door training which would last for one month, important matters will be dealt with later.

Bai Fan rarely gave such important orders, because he believed that this was Yin Rui’s body and his life, so he had no right to intervene by making decisions for him, but this time, he just had to.

The forbidden area deep within the bamboo forest was the site used for previous sect leaders to conduct closed door training, Bai Fan immediately moved there that night.

It was extremely quiet there, and of course no one would come in to disturb him. The hollowed out mountainside was used as a cave, inside was only a room, a stone bed and a stone table. There was nothing to distract him there. There was also a stone gate at the entrance of the cave. Once it was closed from the inside, there was no way to open it from the outside.

Bai Fan pressed the switch, watched the stone door slowly close in front of his eyes, proceeded to jump onto the stone bed and sat cross-legged, he then put the envelope stating the situation by his side, and calmly closed his eyes.

Bai Fan didn’t know that in a deeper part of this cave, was a person restricted by iron chains. That person was well aware of the vibrations coming from the walls and the iron chains, so he slowly raised his head. Is it already time for this? My good son is here again.

Yin Nanhan waited for a while, however, no one came down, he couldn’t help but have a trace of doubt in his eyes. Why was he so kind today…

……

That night, Bai Fan closed his eyes and meditated quietly in the stone room, while Yin Nanhan stayed up all night watching the stone door.

The night gradually passed, and when the first ray of light appeared, Yin Rui, who was sitting cross-legged in the stone room, opened his eyes. When he saw the unfamiliar environment, his whole body tensed up, but then realized that this place turned out to be a stone room. How did he end up here?

Yin Rui picked up the letter that was placed on the stone bed, and after reading it once, he understood the situation. Didn’t expect Fan to conduct closed door training here, the situation…is complicated now.

If that person were to be discovered by Fan… Thinking of this possibility, Yin Rui’s gaze froze. He got up and walked to the stone table and lifted the table until only the plinth was left. After carefully touching the center of the plinth, his expression relaxed, no one had opened it.

Fan didn’t find out.

Luvchild:

Hello this chapter was kinda long and enjoyyy, Robe is on vacation so it’s just me this chapter:))) Tears of themis has chinese new year even and Vyn absolutely slayed. How were all of your chinese new years??

Robe:

(on vaca)