I was once shocked by that painting, and now, this poem also makes my heart tremble. I have only one feeling: this is a poem by a woman, because it is so tender and touching the heart of a man. I
It is conceivable that the owner of this poem should be a delicate woman.
"How was it?" he asked me.
I murmured and asked: "That painter's poem?"
He smiled and nodded.
Something suddenly occurred to me, "Brother Lin, is she your confidante?"
He sighed and shook his head, "She is so aloof and willful. The distance between us is too far. But we are friends."
I suddenly remembered the woman who had hurt Chen Yuan. I remembered that that woman seemed to be a lecturer at the Jiangnan Academy of Fine Arts. My heart suddenly lost that much favorable impression of the female painter and poet Lin Yi mentioned.
But I still think the painting in my hand is beautiful. "Brother Lin, I have to go to work in the afternoon. Let's talk some other time. I'll go back and ask her about Zhuang Qing and this painting. Thank you.
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"You're welcome. As long as you like it. Brother, many things are just a small thing to me, and some things are the same to you. We are friends now, and there is no need to be so polite to each other. Do you think so?
?" He said to me with a smile.
I was very touched, really touched, "Brother Lin, when do you want to see the leader? Tell me, and I can let Sister Lin arrange it."
But he was shaking his head, "There is no rush. Some things are not a good thing if you are too hasty. Let nature take its course. I believe there will be a suitable opportunity in the future. I have a principle, that is, do it first
People do things later. Wouldn't it be best to wait until you and Director Lin fully recognize me as a person and feel that I can be completely trusted before we talk about this matter?"
I nodded and immediately felt that the quality of this person was infinitely higher than Si Weimin and Song Mei.
I felt really unaccustomed to Chen Yuan's absence. After I returned home with Zhuang Qing, I immediately felt empty. And the moment I entered the house, I couldn't help but yelled: "Chen Yuan, we are back!"
When I didn't hear a response, I suddenly remembered that she had gone to work in that orphanage. Zhuang Qing smiled next to me.
"What shall we have for dinner?" I asked her sarcastically.
"Let's make some noodles. Simple ones are better," she said.
"Can you make noodles?" I asked her.
She shook her head, "I mean to let you do it."
I smiled bitterly and shook my head, "Forget it, let's go out to eat later. It's easier that way."
"Are you treating me to a treat?" she asked me with a smile.
"You have so much money, of course it's your turn to pay for it." I smiled.
She shook her head, "I have no money."
I looked at her in surprise, "Where's your money?"
"I went to order a BMW at noon today. After completing the formalities, it was close to one million." She said to me with a smile.
I looked at her dumbfounded. I couldn't believe that she really spent all the money today, and in such a way.
It took me a moment to react, "You, can you drive?"
But she shook her head, "No."
I was startled and burst out laughing. "Then why did you buy that car?"
"Is it okay if I buy it and take a look? Is it okay if I put it downstairs in the community and enjoy it slowly?" she said. I couldn't laugh or cry, and I felt that she was really unreasonable sometimes.
"Then let's eat noodles, you don't have any money." I smiled, "By the way, Zhuang Qing, let me show you something."
"What?" she asked.
"Do you still remember the painting I told you about yesterday?" I asked her with a smile.
She tilted her head and looked at me, "The painting with the beautiful calves?"
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so I nodded and said, "Yes. Do you want to see it?"
"Look, why don't you look?" she said, covering her mouth and smiling.
I went to take out the painting, put it in front of her, and then unfolded it...
"It's so beautiful." The smile on her face suddenly disappeared, her eyes were attracted to the painting in front of her, she murmured, her eyes obsessed.
I never imagined that women would be so shocked when they saw this painting.
"Yes, it's beautiful." I said.
"It's a pity," she seemed to have recovered from the shock, because she looked up at me, "it's a pity that I can't see her face."
I suddenly laughed, "This is the charm of art. Think about it, so many poets have written about Xi Shi and Diao Chan from ancient times to the present, but who has seen them? If we can't see them, we can only rely on our own imagination.
Everyone has different standards of beauty, so the beauty they imagine is also different. The most shocking part of this painting is here. Look at her figure, her agility, and everything around her. They are so beautiful.
The feeling came out immediately. Hey! I don't understand art, so I can't describe that feeling. Anyway, I just think she is beautiful."
She looked at me and smiled, with her head tilted and her hands behind her back, "Feng Xiao, I finally know why you like my calves."
"Your calves are more beautiful than in this painting. Have you noticed?" I asked her.
She ran over and hugged me, her lips were next to my ear, and she said softly to me: "Feng Xiao, can I let you kiss my calf now?"
My heart skipped a beat, "I haven't eaten yet. I'm already hungry. Come on, let's sit on the sofa, and I'll tell you something."
She let go of me and pouted: "You have no interest at all."
I laughed, "You have to have a full stomach to have fun. Don't you think so?"
"Disgusting!" She glared at me, but then she laughed, "Feng Xiao, I think your silly look is cute sometimes."
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so I immediately went to hug her and said, "Come, let's go sit on the sofa for a while, and I'll tell you something."
"What's going on? You've made me so mysterious." She muttered and followed me to the sofa. We sat down together, and she immediately lay down in my arms, kicked off her shoes, and put her
He put his whole body on the sofa, "Hey! It's so comfortable. I'm exhausted."
At this moment, I suddenly became worried: Is a girl like her really suitable to be a leg model?
"Eh? Don't you want to talk to me about something? What's wrong? Are you stupid again?" I was thinking about this and suddenly heard her asking me.
"Um... Zhuang Qing, do you really not like your current job?" I asked her, still hesitant in my heart.
"Yes. It's so annoying. Oh! But what can I do if I don't do this job?" She sighed.
"Do you want to be a model?" I finally asked.
She suddenly smiled and stretched out her hand to tickle me. I couldn't help but laugh "hehe", "Don't make trouble, I'm telling you seriously."
"Are you kidding me? How tall are models? Women must be at least 1.7 meters tall, right? I'm only 1.62 meters. Are you kidding me? Feng Xiao, you hate it! I'm really hungry to make noodles.
."she says.
I hurriedly said: "I'm not kidding you. Your calves are so beautiful that they can be used for leg molding. Do you know about leg molding?"
"Leg model? What the hell?" she asked, then pinched me, "Feng Xiao, you hate it. Do you want me to do such a dirty job?"
"What kind of dirty job is this?" I asked hurriedly, and then told her about the relevant information about leg models that I found on the office computer in the afternoon, "Do you know about the Taiwanese actor named Xiao Qiang?
"
"I know. What's wrong?" she asked.
"When she first debuted, she filmed a stockings commercial, and soon she became popular all over Taiwan with her beautiful legs. At that time, she was actually a leg model. Do you know why Shangguanqin took you to the sauna last night? To be honest.
Let me tell you, she just wanted to see your calves." I said.
"You mean, Shangguanqin wants me to make this kind of leg mold, right?" She seemed to understand, and then asked me.
I nodded, "That's right. But Shangguanqin didn't ask you to go, and her boss, Mr. Lin, suggested that I let you go."
"But, I don't know those who shoot commercials?" she said.
I suddenly laughed, "Are you stupid? Since Mr. Lin is saying this, he must have considered it. Don't you think so? The key to the problem now is whether you are willing or not."
"Feng Xiao..." She suddenly sat up from me and looked at me with a strange look, "Feng Xiao, how did Mr. Lin know that my calves are pretty?"
I was immediately speechless, "This..."
"You must have told him, right? Feng Xiao, you are very boring, do you know that? You are so annoying! How can you talk about such a thing?" She became a little angry.
I secretly shouted "Oops" and hurriedly said: "Zhuang Qing, don't be angry. That's it. Mr. Lin asked me repeatedly last night. He asked me why I like you and what I like you. It was also because I drank too much.
I told you about your beautiful calves. But I didn’t say anything else. Really. But he is a thoughtful person. As a result, he immediately asked Shangguan to take you to the sauna, and he didn’t tell me this at all.
It wasn't until noon today that he came over to tell me what he thought. You see, he really wants to help you. By the way, he also said that if you become famous as a leg model, you may become a film and television star in the future.
Oh. Haha! Zhuang Qing, if you really become a star in the future, don’t forget about me."
"Celebrity? Dream on. Feng Xiao, you are really teasing me." She said, and then she lay in my arms again. I knew that she was tempted. (To be continued)