[Full-time] The oil painting version of Huang Shaotian is so handsome

Last week, Huang Shaotian received a private message from the previous landscape painter Da Da.

Da Da first thanked him for such a long support, and then tweeted his twitter to him, hoping that everyone can chat.

Huang Shaotian wished to expand his ranks with this French-Chinese lady, but he didn't have a Twitter account, and he didn't even have Twitter as a software.So he turned on the accelerator in a hurry, downloaded the software, and followed Dada's Twitter.He opened the private message to say hello to her, and praised her for painting well, and sent several messages in a row.

After sending the message and realizing that the other party ignored him for a long time, Huang Shaocai realized that he had ignored the time difference between them.He hurriedly turned on his mobile phone and searched for the time in Paris. It turned out that it was three o'clock in the morning there, no wonder he was ignored.

But she published a new work half an hour ago!

Maybe she should go to bed after painting, Huang Shaotian comforted himself, after all, she didn't have a holiday there yet, as a student, she had to get up early every day to go to class, so it was normal to go to bed after touching fish.

After all kinds of chatting, he opened the big Twitter to see what the Chinese in France usually do.

Compared with those fancy Japanese words on her p station, the id on twitter is much simpler, just a short symbol of October, simple and easy to remember.

It turned out to be Da Shiyue, and he silently wrote down the nickname.

In the following tweets, she basically used French, with few Chinese characters appearing.Huang Shaotian doesn't understand French, so he can only look at the photos of eating, drinking, and having fun.

After swiping through Twitter and playing Glory for a while, it was a rare encounter with a boss. He drove the trumpet and took the guild members to fight, but was snatched by Ye Qiu from the fish lip.Too angry to itch, he could only swipe his screen and despise Ye Qiu in the player group and private chat.

Lao Ye, you have to be ashamed!I got 80.00% of the blood in Lanxi Pavilion, and you snatched it up with a whiz, is it too much?If you are sensible, come to the arena and let me beat you up and vent your anger!

Ye Qiu ignored him in the private chat, but said something among the contestants while playing.

Can this be tolerated?

Just as Huang Shaotian was using the keyboard and was about to write a short essay to denounce him, someone sent him a message on Twitter.Among Koukou and Twitter, he opened Twitter without even thinking about it.

After all, Ye Qiu can scold her later, ignore Shi Yue's words now, maybe it will take a long time for her to go online again.

"Thank you for your compliment, I like the name October very much." She replied, adding a smiley face at the end.

"Did you also play Glory? I see that there is a scene related to Glory in the picture you posted recently. Did you just start playing Glory?"

"I've heard of it, but I haven't played it." Maybe I felt that I didn't complete my sentence, so I added another sentence, saying that I only drew this picture because it was relatively simple.

Huang Shaotian was a little bit regretful, but he still couldn't help playing the game of Glory, and said that if he wanted to play this game in the future, he could come to the national server to play with him.

"Okay, but that might have to wait until I graduate from college."

"Are there a lot of courses in French universities? Or do you leave more homework? You seem to be very busy. Every time you post a new picture, you are either complaining about the homework left by the teacher, or complaining about why there are so many homework this week."

October greatly denied the fact that there was a lot of homework, saying that in her spare time, she was learning thick paint from the big guy she worked with last time, and she had no time to play games for the time being.

"Oh, is it like this? Then when you want to play someday, welcome to come to me, I can recommend a few easy jobs for you. Or if you have any difficulties, you can also come to me, as long as I am free , will take care of you."

"Okay, thank you, class is over, let's talk later."

"Well, I'll talk to you when I'm free. I hope to see your impasto paintings soon." Huang Shaotian replied, picking up his keyboard by the way, and continuing to complete the great task of swiping the screen to complain about that bastard Ye Qiu.

The deeds of being a teaching assistant in a cram school last time were well received, and even appeared in the newspaper.

After a while, there will be a promotional video for the new season, and Blue Rain wants to strike while the iron is hot, and make a film with positive energy similar to being an assistant coach, so as to break the one-sidedness of e-sports players.

It happened that an olive branch was handed over from the city, and after some negotiation, the cooperation was formally reached.

Originally, Blue Rain's team members felt that filming must be as easy as before, and it would be over after a process.When they arrived at the scene, they looked at the bus in front of them, and asked the staff who arranged the event in a hurry. Didn't they say that they only need to record some videos at some famous scenic spots in Guangzhou?

"That was recorded tomorrow, and today I will take the sightseeing line 1 to shoot some material." Seeing that they wanted to go up to the first floor, the staff quickly pointed to the second floor, indicating that we would record on the second floor.

"It's 34 degrees now, we can't get heated in that convertible car, why should we record the material on the bus, isn't it enough to record in the base before?" Huang Shaotian tried to persuade them to go back to the base to record the video.

Seeing him like this, the staff could only tell the truth that this was decided by the city, and he had no right to change it.

Now it's not just Huang Shaotian, others have nothing to say, they can only get on the open-top sightseeing bus that is about to be roasted together.

"The scenery along the road is pretty good, everyone can take a look." Yu Wenzhou comforted everyone.

Not long after I sat in the car, and just passed a stop, a group of people began to complain, asking the photographer about how many materials to shoot, and if they could put others down to blow on the air conditioner for a while when shooting a single person.

After getting a possible answer, everyone immediately corrected their postures, hoping to take pictures of all the members as soon as possible, and to go down and turn on the air conditioner as soon as possible.

I don't know if it's the hot weather or what, but since the start of the car, Huang Shaotian hasn't said a few words.When I finished shooting my part, I didn't go down to blow on the air conditioner, but propped my head and looked at the distant Canton Tower, wondering what I was thinking.

For such an abnormal state of his teammates, Yu Wenzhou naturally wanted to step forward to show concern. He sat next to Huang Shaotian and asked, "Shaotian, what are you thinking about? You're so preoccupied."

"A few days ago, I had a Twitter relationship with that guy who looks like Shi Yu."

"That's good."

"Her Twitter name is October, and one of October's aliases is Shiyu." Huang Shaotian pointed to the Canton Tower, which was barely visible, and said, "When Shiyu wanted to sketch from life in the third year of junior high school, I took her Came to take this bus to find materials. She thought the Canton Tower was very beautiful, so she drew a sketch at this location."

"We got up very early that day. When we sat in the car and looked at the Canton Tower, we could still see a layer of fog covering the surrounding area. She said she liked this feeling, just like Monet's paintings."

After talking about the memories of the past, Huang Shaotian asked Yu Wenzhou with some uncertainty, would he still see Mu Shiyu?

There are still some empty spaces in the painting book, and it wants to know when its master will come back. It really looks forward to the day when it is full of paintings.