Chapter 33
Xing Zhao narrowed his eyes and glanced at Wei Ge, feeling calm and relaxed, just like when he woke up that day.
This man was not at all bothered by the idea of sleeping in the same bed. Indeed, it would be strange if he was bothered.
The presence of disturbances means that something is wrong with Xing Zhao and Wei Ge.
"Awake?" Xing Zhao opened his eyes. "Last night you held me tightly and wouldn't let go. Even though you're thin, you're still pretty strong."
The feeling of a public execution.
Wei Ge's face turned red and he wanted to turn over and hide his head in the pillow, but Xing Zhao was too close to him. Wei Ge turned over and pressed directly on Xing Zhao's chest, burying his head in Xing Zhao's arms.
I had been trying to escape from this pink bubble, but now the color seems to be even stronger.
While Wei Ge's mind was still rapidly reacting to how to break the current deadlock, Xing Zhao took action first.
He stroked Wei Ge's hair and rubbed it, then moved down from Wei Ge's bed.
Wei Ge's head fell precisely on the pillow, and his hard muscles turned into soft cotton.
"I'm going to take a shower first. Come find me when you're done."
Why take a bath so early in the morning?
Why should I look for you?
See if you wash it clean?
Countless questions flashed through Wei Ge's mind, but when he spoke, they all turned into a sentence: "Okay, Uncle Xing, I understand."
It was not until the sound of the door closing was heard that Wei Ge turned over. As he turned over, the pillow that had been pressed under his head just now was pressed against his face.
"Wei Ge, what are you doing? Why are you acting like a scoundrel even though you're not drinking?"
Wei Ge's muffled and desperate voice came from the pillow. The room was silent for about five seconds, and then Xing Zhao's voice suddenly sounded from somewhere.
"It's okay, it's normal for children to be clingy."
Wei Ge froze. Wasn't there a door closing sound just now? Didn't Xing Zhao leave?
But now Wei Ge didn't dare to take the pillow down. Fortunately, Xing Zhao had a high emotional intelligence. After saying this, he added, "I forgot to take my coat from the sofa just now. This time I really went to take a shower."
The door knocked again, a little louder this time than before.
Signal.
Wei Ge secretly moved the pillow a little bit and scanned the entire room through the gap between one eye and the pillow.
There is indeed no one left.
Wei Ge rushed into the bathroom to wash his face. He was not a thick-skinned person to begin with, and his mood this morning was like a roller coaster. When Wei Ge looked in the mirror, his whole face was red.
He turned on the faucet and splashed cold water on his face. The sound of water could also be heard from the other side of the bathroom wall.
The bathrooms in Wei Ge and Xing Zhao's bedrooms are next to each other.
I don’t know if it’s because the bathroom’s soundproofing is poor, the sound of water is too loud, and Wei Ge’s imagination is too rich, he can even feel the water hitting Xing Zhao’s skin.
Damn it.
Just say you can’t read too many comics.
She had no choice but to quit. Her cheeks, which had just turned red, turned red again because of her rich imagination, and the faucet was turned on again.
This went on and on until Wei Ge came down from upstairs. Xing Zhao had already changed into new clothes and was sitting on the sofa in the living room waiting for him.
This guy looks like an NPC, how should I put it? He always wears a semi-permanent suit, and he doesn't seem to have any other clothes.
Or perhaps it could be described as “the domineering CEO who will die if he doesn’t wear a suit.”
But he is not the president. Xing Zhao is a senior executive of the company.
Xing Zhao's image in the comics is indeed the standard face of a domineering president, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and his every move reveals a kind of ruthlessness, but he treats people very gently and is not so arrogant.
A dad with a sense of contrast.
Wei Ge imagined the CEOs in real life, who were potbellied, bald, and could never quit smoking.
But Xing Zhao said that if he quit drinking, a ruthless person like him would definitely succeed, and maybe he could really become the president one day.
Xing Zhao didn't know what Wei Ge was thinking at this moment, and he probably couldn't imagine that Wei Ge was making career plans for him at this moment.
The college student innovation and entrepreneurship course was not learned in vain, until I started my own business for my uncle.
"Uncle." Wei Ge walked up to Xing Zhao, "I'm done."
Xing Zhao glanced at Wei Ge and stood up from the sofa. His trousers were not wrinkled at all outside his slender thighs. "Come with me."
He didn't say what he was going to do, but his expression looked a little familiar. Wei Ge felt inexplicably uneasy.
Xing Zhao took Wei Ge and walked in one direction from the living room. Wei Ge looked at the end of the direction and saw a room with a locked door.
Wei Ge had never been to that room before. When Lao Qin took him to visit the rooms before, he did not take him to that room.
Once, Wei Ge wanted to secretly go to see what was in that room. He was not the kind of person who liked to pry into other people's privacy, but Xing Zhao never said that there was a restricted area in the house, but he refused to take him to see this room.
He was a little curious.
That day, when no one was at home, he went to the room and opened the door.
The room is locked.
A few days later, he pretended to ask Lao Qin casually what the room at the end was for. Lao Qin didn't explain it clearly, but just said that Wei Ge couldn't use it for the time being.
Wei Ge can't use it yet? It means that one day he will need it.
Wei Ge had almost forgotten about this room. Although he was interested in the room whose door could not be opened, his interest was not that strong.
Until a few days ago, Wei Ge heard a noise inside.
There was no one else at home that day. Wei Ge was making coffee in the kitchen when he heard what seemed to be a boy talking in the room.
It’s not far away, it seems to be on the first floor.
Wei Ge followed the source of the sound and found the room at the end.
He put his ear close to the door and there was indeed a boy's voice inside, but the voice was a little softer, as if there was more than one person.
Wei Ge knocked on the door, not knowing if there were any guests at home, as neither Lao Qin nor Xing Zhao told him.
But after he knocked on the door, the voices of the boys in the room completely disappeared.
There were several boys locked in the locked room, and they didn't want him to know.
Xing Zhao has a secret?
But in the following days, Wei Ge didn't hear anyone around the room, nor did he even see anyone entering or leaving the room. Later, he forgot about it and thought he was hallucinating that day.
Wei Ge followed Xing Zhao curiously and watched him take out a key from his pocket.
Xing Zhao stopped and turned to look at Wei Ge: "You drive."
"I drive?" Wei Ge was stunned, but did not refuse.
He took the key from Xing Zhao's hand, inserted it into the door lock and turned it, and the door lock released in an instant.
This room, the only one that Wei Ge didn't know what was inside, could be opened at this moment.
Wei Ge felt inexplicably nervous. He had several guesses about this room, some were good, some were bad, some were green, and some were undesirable.
Until he opened the door, a golden world came into Wei Ge's eyes.
This is a studio piece.
The school's art studio is already very good. Luda Academy of Fine Arts has the best painting equipment and invests a lot in students.
But the items in this room are all upgraded versions of those from the Luda Academy of Fine Arts.
The walls of the room were also painted, not simply painted, but like a painting.
It is Yamasukeguchi's debut work and one of Wei Ge's favorite works.
Wei Ge didn't remember telling Xing Zhao about Shanjiekou, but when Xu Zhou asked him to go to the art exhibition that day, he told Xing Zhao that he wanted to go too.
There's nothing else.
The painting was perfectly presented on all four walls, even the details were exactly the same as the original work.
It even looks more perfect than the picture that was circulated.
In addition to the painters, the room also has snack racks, LED display screens, and even a full set of computer equipment and original painting equipment.
Wei Ge remembered what Lao Qin had said to him: "Young Master can't use it yet."
What this sentence may mean is that the room is not yet fully ready, so Wei Ge cannot know about it for the time being.
"I originally wanted to tell you after the renovation was completed, but the art studios in the school seem to be very crowded, and the food in the school is also terrible." Xing Zhao stood at the door and looked at Wei Ge seriously.
"Then come back and paint. Go home after school. It's more comfortable at home."
Wei Ge turned around and saw Xing Zhao looking at him seriously.
"Uncle Xing, when did you prepare it?"
Wei Ge didn't expect that Xing Zhao would prepare a studio for him at home. He never asked about his studies, and Wei Ge had never discussed the competition with Xing Zhao in detail.
Xing Zhao probably didn't know him very well, at least he didn't know that he liked painting.
Not even as much as he knows about [A Gozi].
"I started preparing before you came, but I didn't know what you liked, so I just left it as an empty room." Xing Zhao took a step forward until Wei Ge was within reach of him if he took a step back.
"I feel like I understand you a little better. Do you like taking the initiative?"
"I like it." Wei Ge turned his head, and the distance between them was shortened in an instant. Wei Ge was stunned and took a step back. His foot stepped on a corner of the carpet and his body leaned back in an instant.
Xing Zhao quickly grabbed Wei Ge's hand, and Wei Ge's body gained stability and fell into Wei Ge's arms. He saw Xing Zhao seemed to smile.
"If you like it, go home early."
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Ever since the studio was built, Xing Zhao's image of Wei Ge changed. From the beginning, he thought Wei Ge was just a child who had just entered society.
Later on, Wei Ge became a fanatical painter who loved painting so much that he even stopped eating and sleeping.
Xing Zhao knocked on the door holding a tray of food. He was wearing a suit and looked like a high-end waiter in a high-end restaurant.
The reason why it is considered high-end is that Xing Zhao’s clothes and appearance are indeed not simple.
Wei Ge put down his pen and turned to look at the door: "Come in!"
Xing Zhao pushed open the door and came over to watch Wei Ge painting. Wei Ge's painting style was very bold. He had never seen Wei Ge's works before, but he had only heard Wei Mingzhe say that his son was very interested in painting.
Now when I see what Wei Ge has painted, I feel that it is more than just an interest.
To be honest, Wei Ge is indeed talented, but his overall style always feels very familiar.
Xing Zhao put the plate he brought to Wei Ge on the table and said, "Eat first, then draw."
Wei Ge nodded, he was indeed a little hungry.
It’s not that he doesn’t like to eat, but when he does other things, he sometimes feels that eating is not important, which makes him very thin.
He does have a passion for food, but his needs are not very great.
Wei Ge obediently sat aside and ate the noodles in the bowl. It was obvious that these noodles were not made by Lao Qin. They looked more like the bowl that Xing Zhao cooked for him last time in the middle of the night.
Uncle Xing personally gave Wei Ge the lower part again.
Wei Ge was eating with gusto. He turned around and saw Xing Zhao seriously admiring his paintings.
"What do you think? Do you think this work can be entered into the competition?" Wei Ge asked humbly. Xing Zhao could see that he was standing there, wondering what he was thinking.
After a while, Xing Zhao suddenly turned around and looked at Wei Ge: "I think your style is very similar to someone else. Do you usually watch ARKI's live broadcast?"
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