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"How long have you been painting?" He asked hoarsely.

Ivan was taken aback by the husband's hoarse voice, "Ah", and said, "It's just two months, not...not long. There are some places that can actually be repaired, but I really want to give it to you now, so...so, I haven't made any further revisions."

When talking, the gentleman standing opposite kept smiling, just listening quietly like that, listening carefully to every word.After he finished speaking, he curled his lips, raised an arm to gently hook his back, and held him in his arms.

Say: "I like it very much."

Ivan, since he met Mr., there has never been a moment like this now, when he felt that when Mr. hugged himself in his arms, the overwhelming bird-of-paradise fragrance was so...intoxicating.

The blond-haired boy lay on his chest cautiously, moved the tip of his nose carefully, and let out a soft sigh: "Sir...it smells so good."

Carey gently brushed the boy's hair and asked, "Is it the smell of the bird of paradise?"

The boy in his arms suddenly froze, and hurriedly withdrew from his arms, covering his mouth and nose with his hands, shaking his head, nodding, and finally his face collapsed: "I didn't mean to..."

but……

Unexpectedly, the husband suddenly moved closer to his neck, breathed warmly and said: "Your ones are also very fragrant."

The author has something to say: ah ah ah ah ah, let me go first: ah I'm dead!!Ah Wei is dead!!!

Mark it: oil painting, painted three layers.Oil paintings can be spread layer by layer, and Feng Shui paintings can be changed into figure paintings.

What is used here is also the prototype of Mr. Da Vinci's Mona Lisa.

The following is Baidu's annotation of Mona Lisa:

The first layer is a draft portrait of an unknown subject, as can be seen from the outline, with a larger head, nose, hands and smaller lips;

On the second floor, da Vinci overlaid the initial draft with a "Portrait with a Pearl Hair Ornament".

The third layer is the "Portrait of Lisa Gherardini" created in 1503. Pascal believes that this is the original appearance of the Mona Lisa and what he considers "another portrait of a woman".The Mona Lisa in the painting looked to the left and smiled, which was the standard portrait at the time.

The fourth floor is the oil painting of "Mona Lisa": the face is slightly turned to the right, and even the gaze is to the right.

Chapter 20 The results are out

Ivan, who was sitting back in the dormitory to review, panted uncontrollably, and his heart seemed to be jumping out of his chest.

I always unconsciously think of the picture of my husband hugging him just now, and the last sentence on his neck: "It's very fragrant."

He is a vampire, neither Alpha nor Omega, not even Beta, how could there be a scent?He didn't know what the husband smelled, and he didn't know where the fragrance was, but he just felt that... such a gentleman made him think about it.

The boy sitting at the table tossing back and forth, turned the pages of the book several times, but couldn't read anything, so he simply jumped off his seat and ran to the bookcase to get another canvas.Then he dragged out the easel from the gap in the cabinet, and put the canvas by the window.

Colorful paints were placed in a row on the window sill, and the young man sat by the window contemplating, slowly sketching the desired color on the palette.

The sky is blue and white under the sunlight; the clear marble on the stone steps should be milky white; and Mr., his body is yellow, green and white in camouflage...

After the color is adjusted, from the first stroke, each stroke is done gently and delicately.First, the steps leading to the dormitory building are drawn with one stroke, followed by the training ground not far to the west, the Alpha dormitory to the south, and the library standing tall to the north.

After laying out the big background, finally, drew the two people embracing in the middle of the stone steps, where the sun is brightest.

The light pink sweater and the camouflage military uniform are intertwined, and the blond hair is buried in the camouflage chest: it is Mr. and himself standing on the stone steps when the painting was delivered earlier.

The clock in the room was ticking, and the young man sat in front of the easel, unknowingly, more than three hours had passed.By the time the last stroke was made, it was already late at night.

Ivan carefully looked at the person in the painting. In his blue eyes, every inch was the gentleman in the painting.Looking at it, couldn't help but blushed at the tips of two little ears.

He knew that the husband at that time would not be as gentle as in the painting, nor would he be as soft as in the painting, with both arms around his waist.And he was not buried in Mr.'s chest as tenderly as in the painting.

Ink painting, even with just one stroke, the difference in the whole painting can be seen.What's more, he has made such a big change in his movements and eyes.

The little vampire lowered his head, threw the paintbrush onto the palette, and covered his eyes with both hands: God... how could he paint Mr. like this...

Hastily picked up a brush and spread the second layer of oil paint, changing the embraced two people into looking at each other, and changing from looking at each other to standing face to face.

After changing it again and again, the young boy with a face full of paint finally sat down on the ground, staring blankly at the painting where only Mr. was waving his hand towards the void.

And on the training ground outside, the slogans of the Alphas' morning exercises have already sounded.

The curtain was lifted, and the moon that had lost its light fell on the peak of the back mountain, and the rays of light that came from the east pierced the entire western sky red.

Its daybreak.

In November, it was late autumn, and the medical school was about to start military practice with the Alphas.

And the mid-term results of several subjects were all given out on this day.

It was raining lightly outside, making a tiny ticking sound on the glass windows.It was the weekend holiday, there was no one on the training ground, and the entire campus was visibly quiet.Occasionally someone walked by outside the dormitory, and they hurriedly held an umbrella.

Simon and Ivan sat nervously on the sofa in the dormitory, waiting for their grades to be checked at noon.

Before the time was up, Simon had already started to refresh the results page on the watch back and forth, wailing as he swiped: "I'm going to press the refresh button on the interface, ahh! Why isn't it out yet?"

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