Ever since he knew he was acting in this drama, Xu Qing would come to ask about his situation regularly.
She had read the book and was well aware of the plot twists. She was worried Jing Zuohuai might lose control and have a seizure, so she would chat with him on WeChat every week.
She could sense that Jing Zuohuai sometimes did not tell her the truth, but she still helped him patiently.
Without Xu Qing's help, Jing Zuohuai knew that he would not have recovered so quickly.
"You look good today~ Where are you planning to go after all the activities are over?"
Xu Qing looked at Jing Zuhuai on his phone, busy on the drawing board with a capacitive stylus, "What are you doing?"
Jing Zuohuai carefully described every detail, staring at the screen intently, "Draw."
Even without looking, she knew what he was drawing. Jing Zuohuai had someone he loved very much in his heart, and he knew it from the first time he came to see her.
He did not say who it was clearly, and his expression was very implicit. Xu Qing immediately thought of that person, but he quickly gave up.
Jing Zuohuai is not only her junior and favorite artist, but also her patient. He came to her because he believed in her. She would help him and protect his privacy.
Seeing that he looked good, she chatted with him briefly, and then complained to him about how her parents had arranged for her to go on a blind date.
Jing Zuohuai knew that she just wanted someone to listen. Apart from sometimes agreeing with her opinions and giving some response, most of the time he just listened to her.
"Then when you have time, please draw a picture for me. The place I live in now is super monotonous and there is no breath of life at all." Xu Qing felt much better after complaining. He held his chin and watched him quietly as he painted seriously.
Jing Zuohuai nodded and asked her what kind she wanted.
"Any kind is fine, as long as it's drawn by you." She saw him smile, a very gentle smile.
Xu Qing had the good fortune to visit his home once, and he knew this was his study. It was spacious, with a whole row of bookcases against the wall, filled with all sorts of books.
Jing Zuohuai was sitting in front of the desk with his back to the books. He was wearing a pair of thin gray glasses. The morning sun shone in from the side and scattered on him. His light-colored loose pajamas made him look particularly clean.
A lazy, puppy-like boyfriend in the morning? This phrase suddenly popped up in Xu Qing's mind.
Is it because I've been single for too long that I think this way? She couldn't help but reflect on herself. Then she shook her head and put the thought out of her mind.
She couldn't give in just because her family was pressuring her. "Okay, take your time painting. I'm going to have afternoon tea with my friends."
After Jing Zuohuai hung up the phone with her, the painting was almost finished.
[@Today: He Zhijin's Super Topic - Wherever You Look (Picture)]
This painting was a departure from his usual painting habits. Jing Zuohuai himself knew that he had always painted half-length or full-length portraits, and apart from the delicate figures, the rest of the painting was very simple and monotonous.
Although beautiful, it feels too exaggerated and unrealistic.
This time, his painting is more atmospheric. You can see that the background of this painting is a lively occasion with many people present, but they have no faces.
They talked to each other, and the protagonist leaned quietly against the pillar, holding the script and laughing.
The overall tone of this painting is dark, and He Zhijin seems to have a halo around him, making him very conspicuous in the crowd.
This painting was inspired by the premiere of "Daytime Far Away".
Jing Zuohuai was interacting with everyone on the stage, while He Zhijin was looking at him seriously in the audience.
He was holding the script in his hand. It was the notebook they had written together, and it had traces of their work left on it.
[Ahhhhhh, Mrs. Today! Happy New Year, Mrs.!]
[He grabbed his wife and started kissing her violently. It’s been a while since he’s given birth. He’s starving!]
[Madam, I’m hungry!]
Jing Zuohuai had just finished posting on Weibo when he noticed that there were already over a thousand comments, and they were all from active followers. He couldn't help but feel a little shocked. No, what was going on?
Do you all live on Weibo? Looking at the group of hungry little girls, Jing Zuohuai hesitated for a long time, and finally released this picture.
This picture has a lot of sexual tension, it was the last time He Zhijin lost his temper with me.
He posted this picture in the comments. In the picture, He Zhijin was unbuttoning his shirt and tie. The thin shirt hid his muscles, but the light from the overhead gave him away, vaguely outlining the outline of his muscles.
His eyes were firm and somewhat contemptuous, but the corners of his mouth were flat and his whole face seemed to have no expression.
However, if you cover the face and only expose the eyes, it will give a different feeling.
[Reply to @Today: Happy New Year everyone! I've accumulated some rough drafts, but few finished images. I'll post them once they're finished. I've been busy with work for the past three days, so please don't be offended if the output is slow.]
[First, I want to emphasize that all of my drawings, aside from original references to He Ge's work, are purely imaginative. Secondly, except for commissioned artwork, all He Ge-related products are free to purchase without profit. Explicit ones (like this one) should be avoided from dissemination. My Tissue fans have a wide age range, so please avoid influencing minors. Finally, thank you all for liking my drawings. Thank you very much.]
[Wow wow wow okay ma'am! Ma'am, thank you for your hard work in producing the food!]
[Love love love love, this is what I should watch as an adult.]
[Rub my wife's hands! I've got material for my dreams tonight. Brother He, please face me!]
Jing Zuohuai draws when he is not working. However, it is inconvenient to draw because He Zhijin is around, and it is easy to make mistakes. He can only draw a draft on his mobile phone or paper, and then slowly complete it.
Then it became the situation I am in now, with a lot of drafts piled up but not much completed. When I have work, I work hard, and when I don’t, I enjoy life.
Gradually returning to his previous state, Jing Zuohuai felt a little relaxed.
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