Who says I'm not good at work?

Your lighter has long legs? "You, what did you just say?" "I said it was too ugly, I was afraid of being..." Halfway through the repetition, Shi Can stopped.

He once said the same few words to Lan Li.

when?Ten years ago, at the age of 19, he posed as a mannequin for the first time.

The painting from ten years ago is called Seamas, which means follower.

At that time, Shi Can had just entered college, young and shy, sunny and romantic, completely different from now.

He is a long-distance runner.

Year-round aerobic exercise has made his muscles slender and graceful, and his figure is tall and slender, without any excess on his body.

Can I ask you to be my model.

On the day he met the painter and struck up a conversation, Shi Can was training on the playground, covered in sweat.

He glanced at the other party with blushing cheeks, turned his head and wanted to leave, thinking he was a liar.

The painter stood where he was, watching Shi Can's back as he left.

Shi Can took a few steps, turned his head and looked at him.

The man's gaze was deep and depressing, staring at Shi Can as if looking at a work of art.

I feel that he is not perfect, and I want to carve a thing or two on him.

That gaze is a net that is difficult to break free from.

For the next ten years, Shi Can will be wrapped tightly and impenetrably.

His paintings, his words, and even himself became Shi Can's everything.

If it fails once, the artist perseveres.

He found him two or three times, and waited for him for three or five weeks.

"If you feel uneasy, you can ask your friend to accompany you."

The artist wrote the address to Shi Can, and said coldly, "I am not mistaken, you can make me, and I will make you."

Shi Can asked Lan Li to accompany him, and felt a little relieved when he saw the room full of brushes and paints.

But then, when he heard that he was going to take off his clothes, he felt dissatisfied and turned around and wanted to leave.

The painter said, "You have come here, why not try it."

That day, that studio.

Clean white walls, dark gray curtains, and bright and charming sunshine.

Everything is charmingly romantic and unforgettable.

Don't pull the curtains.

Shi Can made the only request to the painter. He was afraid of the haze and wanted to seek a warm asylum.

Leave half for you.

The painter recalled his first attempt, compromised, and said, you need to adapt to my style quickly.

His words are without emotion.

Strong, restrained.

For hours, shame swept over.

When the painter stopped painting, Shi Can was completely immersed in self-loathing, wishing to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

He put on his clothes and walked to the painter, wanting to see what "achievement" was.

Shi Can stared blankly at the canvas, and when he recovered his voice, he had already uttered the words in his throat, "Can you give me this painting."

Like it.

the painter asked him.

Shi Can paused for a moment, reddened from the neck to the ears, panicking with embarrassment, "It's too ugly, I'm afraid that it will be too embarrassing for others to see."

That feeling cannot be called "like".

The word "like" is too thin and direct to sculpt the depth and distance of emotions.

At the moment when he saw "Seamas", Shi Can had no other thoughts, he just wanted to live in the scroll, and wanted the brush to brush his skin and describe his life.

It was a strange sense of happiness, like a feather sweeping across the soles of the feet, which makes people laugh, like receiving nectar after a long drought makes people feel relieved, or like picking up a nest of warm tea in the cold spring.

It was an irrepressible heartbeat, like embracing and kissing a beautiful and flowery lover, like snuggling in the arms of a long-awaited lover.

Happy, sad, gloomy, joyful.

Extremely ugly, gorgeous beauty.

Everything will be "at the mercy" of this brush.

It is achievement, but it is also sinking.

"That, the painting you were talking about," Lan Li asked without saying a word when Can Chenmo saw it, and simply cleared his throat, "It's the one called "Lust". What does it look like? How do you feel when you see it?" It's hard to describe .

If you really want to find a feeling, it's like watching "Seamas" again.

It is really strange to say that the two paintings are obviously completely different, not even a bit "similar".

But time and space were twisted and reversed, instantly bringing Shi Can back to that day ten years ago.

He saw himself standing at the intersection of 19 years old, with no painter around him, no "Seamas" in front of him, only himself.

Shi Can took a deep breath, and suddenly recalled the eye contact with Qin Zexi last night, so he said to Lan Li, "I met someone yesterday, and his eyes reminded me of... him."

"He?" Lan Li reflected for a few seconds, then quickly recovered and asked: "The appearance is similar, or is it the same ascetic and distorted temperament?" "Neither, they are completely different people.

Just a gleam in the eyes, very similar. "

"Are you kidding? His eyes were full of 'repression' back then. Where did the 'twilight' come from?"

"You're right, maybe I—" Before finishing speaking, Lan Li raised his voice and interrupted, "You don't want to find a 'stand-in' by your side, do you? Although I really hope you can forget him, But I strongly oppose this kind of behavior of playing with fire."

"What a mess, don't talk nonsense."

Shi Can rolled his eyes in his heart, thinking that he was boring, and at the same time admired his imagination, this kind of old stalk also lives in the novel, "Hang up, don't forget to help me buy paintings.

By the way, remember to buy anonymously. "

substitute?Do not make jokes.

Qin Zexi is completely different from the original painter.

Like their paintings, the styles are very different.

At the end of a day's work, Shi Chan felt uncomfortable in his respiratory tract after returning home.

The high-end studio has complete facilities, impeccable from software to hardware.

The students concentrate on painting, the air conditioner keeps the temperature constant, and they don't feel the passage of time.

But the same person does not have the same fate, and Shi Can, who is acting as a model, is not so easy.

He was naked for several hours, and when he left he felt nothing, and that night he caught a cold and had a fever.

When Shi Can entered the house with his front feet, the sky became overcast with his back feet, and then it rained heavily.

He changed his clothes and poured himself a cup of hot tea, coughing uncontrollably.

Fortunately, after returning home, he massaged his ankle, which made him feel better, and he didn't feel the obvious pain like during the day.

Two days in a row, too unlucky.

Shi Can couldn't help but reflect, intuition...it was all Qin Zexi's fault!If Qin Zexi hadn't been drunk last night and insisted on taking a shower with him in his arms, there wouldn't be a back and forth between hot and cold.

Not only that, if it wasn't for the young man's repeated tossing and viciousness, Shi Can would not have been wet and dry without stopping.

It is common to work in the air-conditioned room for several hours.

Met a drunk virgin at a bar, one in a million.

All in all, it was all a bedroom fault.

Wrapped in pajamas, Shi Can sneezed again, thinking that the aftereffects of this "one-night stand" were too strong.

The arrogance is menacing, and the momentum is like a broken bamboo.

[The contact information of the new assistant is sent to you. You can call him Ozawa, a cool boy who doesn't talk much.

He is very handsome, and going out with you will never lose your reputation.

】【By the way, I have said everything that needs to be explained.

Don't worry] Lan Li sent two messages to Shi Can, followed by a string of phone numbers.

Shi Can took advantage of the situation and saved it - call later, he may have to rest at home in the next few days, and some arranged work needs to be coordinated by the new assistant.

Not only that, but there are also some contracts that Lan Li was originally in charge of, which also need to be explained.

Shi Can was thinking about it when the doorbell rang suddenly.

He got up and swayed slowly to the door, and opened it.

"why you."

Shi Can frowned and looked at the person in front of him, his eyes swept across his rain-drenched cheeks and strands of hair, "What are you doing here?"

"I... I left something at your house."

Qin Zexi blinked, and suddenly, like a puppy in the rain, he wagged his tail at the owner who picked him up last night, "Can you let me in."

Qin Zexi's ending sound rose, revealing some jerky and clumsy flattery.

At the same time, his voice was deep and moving, coupled with his cool face, he was inexplicably more pitiful and cute.

As the cool breeze blew in from the corridor, Shi Can couldn't help but sneezed again, "What did you leave behind, I'll get it for you, just wait here."

"I don't have your contact information, so I can only come here once."

Seeing that Shi Can's cheeks were flushed and uncomfortable, Qin Zexi quickly stepped into the room and closed the door, "You seem to be sick, please don't blow the wind."

What happened to Qin Zexi?A lighter, the kind that costs two yuan each in a small roadside store.

To be more clear, the transparent silvery green plastic shell is the kind that may not work well after half use.

Where did it land?Under Shi Can's bed, you have to crawl half your body in to get it out.

Can't imagine?Even large dogs are unwilling to go in, because they think they may get stuck in the depth.

Shi Can took a towel from the bathroom and put it on his wet hair, "Wipe it off."

"Thank you."

Qin Zexi was not polite to him, and sat directly in Shi Can's living room.

"Your lighter has long legs? How did it get in?"

Qin Zexi looked up at Shi Can, pretending to be stupid, "Who knows, it might be that a passing elf cast a spell on him in the middle of the night, and suddenly he grew legs.

Naughty, disobedient, went in by himself. "

It's really a waste of time, Shi Can accompanied him to make it up, "It's rare that the little elf is in the mood to live with a lighter while watching the interaction between the two on the bed."

"That's right, you should collect money from the elf.

The two of us worked so hard last night that she saw it. "

Unbearable, Shi Can snorted, "You don't smell like cigarettes.

Since you don't smoke, what do you need a lighter for? "Who said lighters can only light cigarettes."

Teacher Shi, your question is a manifestation of lack of imagination.

The lighter can also light candles, which is essential for a romantic candlelight dinner. "

"A two-dollar lighter paired with a candlelight dinner is really tasteful and down-to-earth."

Qin Zexi didn't reply, and then looked out of the window, then at Shi Can.

While wiping his hair, he said sullenly, "It's still raining, can I leave later."

Although the tone of voice was neither humble nor overbearing, there was a deliberate "poor thing" in Qin Zexi's words.

He faced Shi Can with the look of a staring stray dog, and sneezed from time to time, as if he was betting—it was so miserable, Shi Can definitely couldn't bear to let him go back into the rain again.

The wet hair on Qin Zexi's forehead covered half of his eyes. After speaking, he carefully looked at Shi Can to observe the other's reaction.

Shi Can made a decisive decision: "No."

Qin Zexi was taken aback, not expecting that her scheme had completely failed.

Hard-hearted, cold-hearted.

Unwilling to give up, he raised his voice and asked, thinking that Shi Can was too inhuman, "Can't I just stay a little longer?"

"It rained for hours.

You are so wet from head to toe, I don't think you forgot to bring your umbrella, but you like to get wet in the rain. "

Shi Can looked at Qin Zexi and thought he was cute, but also felt that these scheming were clumsy and not high-level, and only a boy in his early twenties could do it.

What are those two words?affectation.

"Since you like to get in the rain, I won't keep you.

Go ahead and enjoy. "

Qin Zexi interrupted, but did not go to the door, "How is your ankle? It feels better than in the morning."

"much better."

There is no doubt that Qin Zexi is an interesting person, but Shi Can is not used to interacting too much with people who meet by chance, "I want to rest early, you can go back after you get your things."

After finishing speaking, Shi Can hesitated for a moment, and then added: "There is an umbrella at the door, I give it to you, there is no need to return it."

Shi Can took out his cell phone and found the phone number of his new assistant.

He was a little dizzy, unable to exert all his energy, and was about to make a phone call and go to bed.

Shi Can walked towards the door while dialing the number.

He opened the door, and the phone rang behind him.

Qin Zexi stood in the middle of the living room, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and the caller ID: model teacher.

He looked at his phone, then at Shi Can, then pressed answer, and smiled at Shi Can with surprise eyes, "So I'm your new assistant."

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