Chapter 35 (1/2)

Xu Haodong quickly took apart the cloth on several paintings.

Other paintings are very beautiful, green mountains, the old town looming under the mist, and, and so on.

Xu Haodong takes out a picture of a half naked man.

Look carefully in the sun.

In the forest stream by the mountains and rivers, one is only wearing low waist jeans, loosely stuck in the waist, revealing a small edge of his underwear, holding a wooden bucket in his hand, all wet, and laughing happily after the shower. His upper body is bare and his back is exposed. His muscles are firm and beautiful, and his face is slightly sideways, and he laughs brightly.

If the last painting made him want to cry, this painting wanted to make people laugh with him.

”Who's the coquettish old man?”

Xu Haodong looks at the man in the picture with a frown. It's too coquettish! Also leak the edge of underpants, also bare arms, pants also wet half stick on the body, also

This person can't be drawn out of thin air. Did he see that handsome guy when he was drinking? Or the one he secretly loves?

No.

Looking up for a circle, did not find a mirror, naturally there is no mirror, while painting while self appreciation? Fang Zheng is not narcissistic to this extent.

Xu Haodong quickly took out his mobile phone and began to take a self portrait mode. Then he held up his photo and put it next to the man's face in the picture. Make a comparison.

No, he's too serious.

Like a self timer, Xu Haodong began to put on all kinds of shapes, laughing with his side face and chin.

After shooting 3600 laps, he didn't know he had such a girl.

Choose one that he thinks is right and put it next to the picture.

Nose, um, the same.

Mouth. His mouth is a little big. It's a little exaggerated when he smiles.

Eyes, eyes can't see, he's fake smile, eyes are staring.

It's the same as the hilum.

”Isn't that me?”

Xu Haodong whispered, then his eyes lit up.

”He painted me!”

So excited, Fang Zheng drew him! I really drew him!