Chapter 210 (1/2)

What an affectation! What a cabbage! Let's eat poisonous mushrooms!

But this fool's heart and lungs make him infatuated and hard to leave!

”We won't influence you in any decision you make. You make up your own mind. However, Fang Zheng has missed Xu Haodong. You will never meet such a good person in your life. Your future and your love should be integrated, worthy of your own efforts and Xu Haodong's infatuation with you. ”

Sincerity is not betrayed, but cherished.

When Fang Zheng was admitted to university, his parents' excessive intervention caused him a lot of regret. Xu Haodong quietly did good things to him, and did not ask him when you would come back, for fear of delaying Fang Zheng. There were so many feelings, mixed with the worry that he might never return. He was so worried and depressed that he was waiting for Fangzheng and Fanzheng to laugh. He took a puff of his cigarette.

”Xiao Bai, do me a favor!”

”Ah? Oh, yes

Xiaobai doesn't know what Fangzheng means.

After listening to these words, he smoked his cigarette, laughed and said a word of help. He didn't say anything else.

What do you mean? What does Fang Zheng mean?

Fang got up and went to rummage. Xiaobai follows in.

in a complete mess make complaints about his habits.

”In fact, Fang Zheng, you have elder brother Xu to ask you to really burn high incense.”

Looking at Fang Zheng, he looks like a dog. He has a lot of temperament when he wears a shirt. In fact, he is just like a donkey dung ball.

Jeans, shirts and cashmere sweaters are all stuffed into the wardrobe, and they don't fold. They are entangled in a mess. I think it's easy to lose socks. They're all of the same color. They don't care if their clothes are wrinkled. Their neckties are like potherb mustard, radish, tassel and pickles. The only thing that's neat is two or three suits hanging neatly.

It's estimated that he'll just plug his clothes here and ignore them.

The sheets and pillows are all in it. There's toilet paper in the closet. I left a big bag here. Take out all the clothes and throw them directly on the ground. Xiaobai shakes his head, tut tut. This is a living habit. Just sit on the ground and fold clothes for Fang.

Fang Zheng found what he wanted from the bottom of the wardrobe. Try to pull out. OK, don't worry about clothes, sheets and toilet paper. Pour out all the things in one cupboard. All the suitcases on the cupboard fell off, almost smashing Fangzheng. Fangzheng didn't care about anything. He took out the canvas and unfolded it. Laugh.

”Well, isn't this the dawn valley that we worked together to draw? It's the one that's discarded! ”

It's the first morning exposure Valley painting. In the middle of the painting, Xiaobai goes back to his hometown. Fang Zheng attends his sister's wedding. Xu Haodong goes home after drinking too much and is stabbed seriously by two puppies. He protects Fang Zheng's painting to death.

The painting is useless. They did it again.

This canvas stained with Xu Haodong's blood was put away by Fang Zheng. He still has it? It's almost two years, isn't it?

”Help me finish this painting!”

Fang Zheng looks at the middle of the place where the blood has turned black and red. It's Xu Haodong's blood on it.

”Crazy, you! We've been painting this picture for three months. Now keep drawing? Finished? I'll spend the new year with you? You and I are brothers, not lovers. My husband hasn't killed you yet! ”

Stay here for three months? The Lantern Festival is over!

”So many words, hurry up!”

”I'm doing everything for my brother. I don't even want my boyfriend for you.”

Xiaobai sighed, and Fangzheng's eyes turned red with excitement. It doesn't seem to be able to dispel Fang's enthusiasm.

He had to go to the studio and prepare all kinds of paint tools for painting. Fang Zheng put the canvas on the sofa in the living room. The painting was very big and long. It was too big to use. The general easel could not be used. Fang Zheng moved the sofa away and it was a clean wall.

Xiao Bai is really a good friend of Fang Zheng for many years. When he knew what Fang Zheng meant, he immediately began to put stickers on the wall, so that even if there were uneven small potholes on the wall, it would not affect the painting.

You pull one end, I pull one end, one by one, unfold the canvas, flatten it, nail it on the wall, tightly nail the canvas up, down, left and right, and then stand far away to have a look, ”cut off the first third of our painting, and cut off the place where we didn't draw, leaving only this bloody place.”

At the beginning, only one-third of them were drawn, but they didn't get to the point. Most of them were landscapes, and there were some small demons. In the middle of the place should be a water demon, but now it has become a spray like drop by drop, and there is a thick dry trace left by blood.

”And then stick it on the side with oil painting cloth to make a strict word, sew it up like a whole canvas.”

”Do you want to keep the blood left by brother Xu?”

”Yes, every drop of blood must be left.”

Fortunately, they didn't get to the point. The place of water demon is the point. What this place wants is to highlight the water demon, so the background is very empty, which is easier to do.After discussing where to start and finding the position, Fang Zheng rowed down with a sharp knife from top to bottom, cutting off the left and right sides, as long as the middle position.