Charm? Counterattack? It feels so astringent!
While Shui Miaomiao was daydreaming, she suddenly raised her hands and slapped her little face hard.
Bang!
"Junior Sister Shui, don't be like this."
Bai Feng quickly reached out his hand to stop Shui Miaomiao from slapping her face. Wasn't she too harsh this time? Her face turned red visibly.
"Ahem, sorry..."
Shui Miaomiao lowered her head with her face flushed red, and it was unclear whether it was because of the slapping or because of the delusion just now.
But her heart did not calm down, especially now that she was in a stage of bursting inspiration. Even when she closed her eyes, she could imagine Qiaoqiao becoming obsessed with Senior Brother Bai due to the counterattack of the charm, and then that and that, and this and that, and finally she could never leave... No!
What am I thinking? How can I draw a picture that betrays myself?
At least in my painting, Senior Brother Bai belongs to me!
Seeing Shui Miaomiao's expression constantly changing, Bai Feng was a little worried that she would slap his cute little face hard again, so he grabbed her wrist in advance.
"Bai, Senior Brother Bai!!"
Shui Miaomiao woke up instantly, but when she saw her wrist being grabbed, her mind was once again filled with delusions - could it be that Senior Brother Bai meant to... No, I'm not ready yet... No, no, no, I can't think like that, it will be easy to lose my position as the heroine in the novel, so I should have been prepared!
So she closed her eyes, raised her chin slightly and pouted her lips, as if waiting for something.
But the next second, Bai Feng let go of her wrist: "Why does it feel like it's getting worse?"
"Hmm?" Shui Miaomiao opened her eyes slightly, but saw Bai Feng looking at her seriously. Gradually, a blush crept up her cheeks again.
Was she wrong again?
I want to die, I want to escape from this world...
"Junior Sister Shui, wake up."
Bai Feng tried waving his hands in front of her face, but it didn't seem to do any good.
"Looks like I have to use my ultimate move."
He took out a jade bottle from the ring, then he took out the 'stopper' blocking the jade bottle, and then a faint meaty aroma began to fill the room.
Shui Miaomiao sniffed instantly and subconsciously opened her eyes to look at the jade bottle in Bai Feng's hand.
"Awake?" Bai Feng smiled and tapped her forehead. "Come and eat if you're awake."
"……Um."
Forget it, it doesn’t matter anymore. Now that things have come to this, let’s eat first.
Shui Miaomiao took the jade bottle in a self-destructive manner, poured the meatballs in the bottle into her mouth and ate them expressionlessly.
"By the way, Junior Sister Shui, what do you want to talk to me about?"
"It's nothing, actually." Shui Miaomiao lowered her head and said vaguely while chewing a meatball, "I just want to ask for advice on drawing techniques. I recently wanted to draw pictures with plots like Mr. Chunqiu, but the pictures I drew always look a little weird."
“This involves the language of the lens, which is a relatively complicated point. I dare not say that I can fully understand it.”
After all, he studied illustration, not comics.
However, Bai Feng still told Shui Miaomiao what he knew, and Shui Miaomiao's expression gradually became serious.
"Is that so?" Shui Miaomiao nodded thoughtfully, then she looked at Bai Feng with a bit of doubt on her face, "Brother Bai, what is your relationship with Chunqiu?"
"Guess." Bai Feng said with a smile on his face.
"I guess Senior Brother Bai, you are Chun Qiu!"
Shui Miaomiao pretended to be very sure. In fact, this was not something she realized recently. She had guessed it when she just started learning to paint. After all, Chunqiu's paintings and Senior Brother Bai's paintings were so similar that they were probably from the same person.
Bai Feng smiled and clapped his hands: "Not bad, not bad, Junior Sister Shui is very smart!"
After making sure that Shui Miaomiao was really serious about learning painting and not just going through the motions, he no longer wanted to keep hiding his identity. After all, if he continued to hide his identity, how could he let Shui Miaomiao be his painting assistant in the future?
"...Brother Bai, are you really Chunqiu?"
After getting Bai Feng's affirmative answer, Shui Miaomiao became a little unconfident. Although she looked very confident just now, she was actually not sure in her heart, and she had not found any evidence that Bai Feng was Chunqiu. She even felt a little lucky in her heart. After all, she had complained to Bai Feng about Chunqiu's light taste.
"It's me. You can tell by looking at the paintings of Chunqiu and I, right?"
After receiving Bai Feng's second affirmative answer, Shui Miaomiao fell silent again.
Then she raised her head slightly and asked in a low voice: "Brother Bai, I have a question, why do you paint the Spring and Autumn Period?"
"The main reason was that I was bored and tired of listening to music. I happened to think I had a talent for painting, so I went to learn painting. Then I started to draw the pictures I wanted to draw and earn some pocket money at the same time."
In addition to this, there was another plan that had failed, which was to avoid the Son of Destiny, but... well, let's not talk about it.
"So that's how it is." Shui Miaomiao nodded first, then she slightly turned her eyes away and muttered in a low voice: "Well, it seems that Senior Brother Bai is still a very... um, pure person!"
What I want to draw is actually a picture with a light taste.
Bai Feng: “?”
Is there a paragraph missing from our conversation? And what does this have to do with purity?
But then he suddenly remembered that Shui Miaomiao had said before that Chunqiu's paintings were relatively simple, so this purity was compared to herself? What did she paint every day?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Shui Miaomiao a few more times.
"Actually, I used several other names before the Spring and Autumn Period."
Shui Miaomiao raised her head with some curiosity: "Why did you change your name? Can I take a look at your previous works, Senior Brother Bai?"
Bai Feng shook his head: "No, because it has been destroyed and my name has been banned. I used to draw very boldly."
“…”
For some reason, Shui Miaomiao suddenly wanted to see Senior Brother Bai’s previous works!
"Well, that, Senior Brother Bai!" She looked at Bai Feng, and although her face was flushed, she still insisted and asked, "Can you draw it again? I'm really curious."
Ever since she learned that Bai Feng had collected a bunch of Chunqiu, and this time she found out that Chunqiu was Bai Feng himself, Shui Miaomiao regarded Bai Feng as an old pervert like herself, which affected her impression and attitude towards Bai Feng. If it were in the past, she would never dare to ask this question.
"Forget it, that's a bit too bold."
At that time, he painted it with the mindset of "giving the world a little bit of shock", not the kind of borderline painting he does now.
But the more this happened, the more curious Shui Miaomiao became. She really wanted to know how bold the bold paintings that Senior Brother Bai mentioned were!
"Then Senior Brother Bai, can you teach me some real stuff in the future?" she asked expectantly.
"?"
What real stuff? Haven't I taught you everything I could?
Why did it seem that Shui Miaomiao's attitude towards him changed a little after she found out that he was Chunqiu? He could not see Shui Miaomiao's respect for him as a senior brother.
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