Chapter 1599： You are my perfect work

Chapter 1599 You are my perfect work

Chapter 1602 You are my perfect work

Everyone is watching.

No one expected that cloud painting would have such a move.

And it seems that she is not like deliberate at all, but it seems to have been greatly frightened...

Song Yu and Qin Yu’s face were very ugly, and they immediately came together, but they dared not easily reach out to touch the cloud painting.

Wang Xiaowen was on the side and completely scared.

The slap in the cloud painting is really awkward. Zhou Sheng’s eyes are falling, and the five fingerprints on his face are already red!

Wang Xiaowen looked worriedly to Zhou Shengbei Qian.

How to say it, Professor Zhou Sheng is very close to Teacher Xie. There are often academic exchanges. As a student of Teacher Xie, she is also very respectful to Professor Zhou Sheng.

After all, Professor Zhou Sheng is too young, but his resume is so amazing.

Another point is that Professor Zhou Sheng does not actually look so close to him. Others are very kind, but usually keep a distance from people. It can be said that he will be very much outside of the safety distance of Professor Zhou Sheng. He is very approachable, but once you want to get close and invade his safe distance, Professor Zhou Sheng will become very indifferent and even terrible.

There used to be a female student who wanted to have a close contact with Mr. Zhou Sheng. She pretended to slip a little and rushed to Mr. Zhou Sheng’s body.

Teacher Zhou Sheng straightened up with a black face and went to the bath to change a whole set of clothes from head to toe. And the girl was also transferred directly to other teachers in the name of inappropriate. Later, the girl did not know how, and she dropped out.

Wang Xiaowen is a bit worried.

Cloud painting is a slap in the face of Professor Zhou Sheng, Professor Zhou Sheng...

"Drawing, nothing, relax, relax, take a deep breath - take a deep breath - inhale - exhale -" Zhou Shengbei Qian's voice is very soft.

The glasses were knocked out, but he didn't care at all, but his eyes looked calmly at the clouds, his voice was soft and soothing, and it sounded very comfortable.

"Come, close your eyes, take a deep breath..."

Zhou Sheng Bei Qian’s voice is very soft, like a breeze.

Cloud painting slowly closed his eyes, and with the sound of Zhou Shengbei Qian, take a deep breath...

After two or three minutes, she felt that her heart was jumping too fast, slowed down a little bit, and then slowed down a little...

She took a deep breath and took a deep breath.

"Drawing, I have to hold your arm." Zhou Shengbei Qian said softly.

The purpose is to remind the cloud to avoid the stress reaction just now.

This time, when Zhou Shengbei Qian supported the arm of the cloud painting, she finally did not make the reaction just now.

Feeling the body temperature from others, the cloud painting only feels that the temperature of his limbs is slowly recovering...

Move your fingers, move your arms, and have a neck...

She finally recovered.

Opening her eyes again, she looked at Zhou Shengbei Qian, "Thank you."

"It's okay." Zhou Shengbei Qian and the people around him were relieved.

The cloud painting, once again turned to look at the silver-haired old man in the glass wall.

The painting is still in the glass wall, clear and clear.

Cloud painting once again looked at the painting.

After all, she was psychologically prepared. This time, her reaction was not that big.

She looked at the painting and her eyes were calm. Then her eyes slowly moved up and looked at the silver-haired old man who was surprised.

She asked back without saying: "The phone can talk directly, right."

Wang Xiaowen stunned and nodded quickly: "Yes."

Cloud painting reached out and picked up the microphone for the intercom on the glass wall.

The silver-haired old man in the glass wall saw his movements deeper. He held the center of the paper with one hand and continued to display the painting in all directions to the cloud painting. The other hand Then I took the intercom phone hanging on the glass wall.

"Like this picture?" The voice of the silver-haired old man came from the phone, thick and deep.

Cloud painting was silent for a moment, "Why draw this picture."

"If you like it, give it to you." The smile of the silver-haired old man is more gentle, and the voice is like an old man.

"I don't like it, it's very annoying." Cloud painting said.

“Why?” The silver-haired old man smiled. “Why would you hate? I saw clearly from your eyes... fear. You are afraid of a painting? Why?”

The strength of the hand holding the phone in the cloud painting made her fingertips begin to whiten.

"You are so beautiful." Seeing the cloud painting does not answer, the old man once again opened his mouth.

At this moment, he looked at the gaze of the cloud, as if he was admiring a peerless beauty.

"Seeing you, I seem to see that the most perfect work in the world is about to be born..."

The voice of the silver-haired old man is more and more intoxicated. "Will me be a model? Is it good for me to paint your beauty, the beauty that others can't see, the beauty that comes out of your bones, God, I can't control my creation." The impulsiveness. Sure enough, only the most beautiful models can maximize the creative passion of a painter! I can't wait!"

Cloud painting sneer, "Let me be your model? You also match?"

“Why not!” The silver-haired old man’s emotions suddenly excited. “You are the model I have always dreamed of, and you will be the perfect work of my life!”

The silver-haired old man looks at the eyes of the cloud painting, all mad.

It is a kind of excitement to the extreme madness, a madness that is completely out of control.

Cloud painting did not hesitate to put the phone in the hand, took a step back and turned away.

On the other side, Wang Xiaowen is almost scared to death.

The silver-haired old man actually said that cloud painting would be the most perfect work of his life. God, you must know the work of this... all of them are...

Wang Xiaowen just thinks about it!

From the fear of the heart.

She really admire the cloud painting at this moment. After hearing the words of the silver-haired old man, she could turn around so quietly.

In fact, this indifferent way is the best way to cope with this situation.

The more excited you are, or the more you are afraid, the more excited and happy you will be.

And if you act as if nothing has happened, you don’t care at all, but the other person will feel frustrated and uninteresting...

Leaving from Area D, the cloud painting seemed to be very calm, but only she knew that her heart was not calm at all.

She even walked the road.

Originally, I walked the nearest passage, and did not need to go through the C area. But when she walked the road and went out from another passage, she would pass through the C area and then return to the B area or the A area.

Zhou Shengbei Qian, they are all behind her.

Originally, Wang Xiaowen wanted to remind the cloud painting to go wrong, but when he looked at the cloud painting, Wang Xiaowen could not say it.

(End of this chapter)