Chapter 496

Yan Tao... People are not as good as rice series.

That's her.

It's night.

Young master Yan leaned back on the rocking chair, his slender legs overlapping together, like water and moonlight sprinkled on her, and his dusty temperament looked like a God.

"Yan, my painting has been finished."

George came out with the drawing board in his arms and carefully set it up before he lifted the cloth outside.

Master Yan's eyes slowly fell on the painting.

George Gus is a famous new painter in the world.

His painting style is changeable. He has both romantic style and realistic style.

George, like Smith to some extent, is crazy about painting and can give up everything for painting.

In order to find the Oriental beauty that can give him inspiration, he searched for more than half a year.

Until I met Yantao.

Modern people have the style and temperament of modern people, which is incompatible with the ancient rhyme.

That is the characteristic determined by the times.

No changes shall be made.

However, Yan Tao has a mysterious and carefree ancient charm, as if in the mountains and in the sea of clouds, which makes you unpredictable.

In the center of the drawing paper is the figure of a young man, standing sideways on the square full of peace pigeons, losing one hand behind his back, with only one background, high temperament and outstanding dust.

The oriental ancient charm of the whole body, in George's deliberate outline, vaguely outlines the flying lines on Yan Tao's side.

Young people are outstanding. After their characteristics are deliberately enlarged, one glance can make people fall in love with the young people in the painting.

At a glance, sink.

Even the boy has only one back.

George looked at Yantao. "How's it going?"

Yan Tao casually hooked his lips, "it's OK."

Young master Yan's is OK, which has been highly praised.

She didn't expect that George was really strong.

In the afternoon, George also found out some young people's temperament. He felt a little drums in his heart. "I want to take this painting to participate in this international award, can I?"

There was only her back in the left and right paintings. Yan Tao didn't pay much attention to it. He picked up the tea cup with his fingers. His facial features were dense in the tea mist. The sound line was elegant and diffuse. "Take your painting if you want to participate."

George was overjoyed: "really?!"

"What did I lie to you for?"

Yantao got up, put one hand in his pocket, and Gu Zi went to the room. After washing, he put his head next to the bed and went to bed.

The next day, morning.

George was sleepy. He rubbed his eyes and went out. Inadvertently, he saw the boy sitting cross legged under the tree. The early morning light fell on the handsome boy.

It's as beautiful as an ancient oriental painting.

Yantao noticed her eyes. She folded her hands in front of her lower abdomen. After taking a deep breath, the fundus of her eyes converged. She stood up and looked at the past with her side eyes, "cook."

George: "ah?"

Does he cook?

Master Yan said coolly, "if you don't pay the rent, you still want to eat white rice?"

"I'll do it right away."

George shivered in the boy's cool eyes and hurried into the kitchen to work.

On the way, George answered the phone.

"It's me, George."

"Are you going to use that picture?"

George nodded excitedly, "yes, I have obtained Yan's consent to send this painting to Paris for a big prize."

The opposite man sighed regretfully, "I really want to see the boy in your painting..."

Although there is no face, full of bearing, noble dust, natural and unrestrained mystery.

He just looked at me casually at that time. Fuck, a mistake will become eternal hatred!

Someone in the world can look so good... I can't believe it.