little lover

Zhuo Yifan was going to sketch on the weekend, but Han Qiaoye didn't stop him, and even thoughtfully asked if he wanted to take him there.

Zhuo Yifan felt a little strange, when did this man become so talkative, but he didn't ask him to see him off. Han Qiaoye's car stopped at the school gate, and he was sure to be surrounded by crowds. He still wanted to keep a low profile in school. He said that he would go by car with his classmates.

Han Qiaoye smiled and said, "Okay, have a good weekend."

Zhuo Yifan nodded, and before leaving, he turned back and hooked Han Qiaoye's neck, making him bow his head, and leaned forward for a quick kiss.

Han Qiaoye was attacked by surprise, and when he realized it, the child had turned his head and ran away.

He stood there smiling and touched the corner of his lips. Zhuo Yifan's kiss was too flustered, as if he had bumped into each other. It hurt a little, but it was also very sweet.

In the end, Zhuo Yifan’s class confirmed six people to sketch, led by the teacher of their professional course, this teacher’s sketches are very good, and I usually like to come out to do landscape sketches, and I can have a good time with them. everywhere.

Bai Shaowu went with Zhuo Yifan's class at his own expense, and he also bought a small painting folder, which he carried on his shoulder like a wandering artist, but the expression on that face was too happy, and he looked like a silly dog ​​when he smiled. Sitting there, I couldn't hide my excitement.

Bai Shaowu looked ahead, hugged his backpack, took out snacks and gnawed on the road, Zhuo Yifan looked at him twice, and finally couldn't help asking: "Doesn't your teacher control your body?"

Bai Shaowu said: "Control it, but generally he can't control me."

If Sun An was here, he would probably have a lot in common with Bai Shaowu's teacher. As the chief assistant of Zhuo Xiaohei's studio, he has always been that "I especially want to control our author, but generally I can't control him." people.

Bai Shaowu generously distributed his snacks to the students around him, especially for Zhuo Yifan, he said cheerfully, "Brother Fan also eats, are you tired from running around with me yesterday?"

Zhuo Yifan said: "Why are you tired of running around in the game, and it's not really running around." He said this, and took a piece of senbei to eat. It was a bit hard but very fragrant, and it just quenched his hunger.

Bai Shaowu felt very fresh along the way, like a kid on an outing. When he got to the place, he threw away his luggage and immediately went to find Zhuo Yifan with his drawing board. He came for a reason, and he really wanted to learn from him.

Zhuo Yifan led him to draw for a while, thinking that this man was here to play, but he didn't expect that he also practiced the ones he pointed at before, and this time the drawing was obviously better than last time.

Zhuo Yifan looked at his painting and couldn't help but be amazed. Bai Xiaowu's composition is quite amazing. He not only used realistic scenery, but also designed a girl's profile on it, trying to create a kind of "girl skirt" The tranquil beauty of sitting in the mountains and forests.It's just that his idea is good, and his handwriting is really not flattering. If he insists, he has probably advanced from children's stick figures to abstract art.

Anyway, it's still a painting.

Zhuo Yifan watched him make a line draft, afraid of dampening his enthusiasm, he tried his best to praise: "Yes, it's interesting, Xiao Wu, are you planning to learn painting seriously?"

Bai Shaowu said proudly, "That's right, I'm an art student."

Zhuo Yifan said: "I know, but you can make a breakthrough in acting. I think you are pretty good as an actor."

Bai Shaowu said: "There are so many skills that don't overwhelm you. I think painting is pretty good, and it has a lot of temperament. Hey Yifan, do you remember the painting I showed you last time, the one with a kitten?"

Zhuo Yifan thought for a while, and said, "The one that drew the puppet cat, I remember, didn't you say that it was drawn by a sister."

Bai Shaowu showed a bit of embarrassment, a little shyness which is rare, he pulled the brim of his hat to suppress his joyful eyes and said, "Well, actually, I like her very much, and I came here this time just to draw a portrait of her."

Zhuo Yifan: "..."

Zhuo Yifan looked down at his picture, tried to distinguish the gender from the long hair, and said, "Oh, did you draw her?"

Bai Shaowu said: "Hehe, yes, is the painting okay? Her voice and smile are always engraved in my mind, I can remember her appearance even without looking at the photos." After he finished bragging about himself, he couldn't help bragging "She's really amazing, she can do everything, I saw her painting flowers and plants last time, it's just like the real thing, very beautiful!"

Zhuo Yifan thought for a while and said, "I remember, how many years older than you is she?"

Bai Shaowu immediately said: "What's wrong with being older, maybe those people are looking for younger ones, but I can't find someone a few years older!"

Zhuo Yifan laughed and said, "I'm just asking, what are you excited about?"

Bai Shaowu refuted him there with a red face, anyway, he just doesn't allow others to say a bad word about the person he likes.He hugged the painting folder, murmured there for a while, and then whispered: "I learned to paint to show her, she can do everything, so I thought, I have to learn more to catch up with her. "

It was the first time for Zhuo Yifan to see him look timid as a young man, and deliberately made trouble with him: "Older people like mature ones, you are so naive..." As he said this, he saw it as soon as he looked up. Acquaintance, the voice also slowly stopped.

Han Qiaoye and another man walked over side by side. Han Qiaoye was leading a pure black horse. Both of them changed into matching riding clothes. They walked and talked all the way, looking very familiar.The weather in late autumn was a bit cold, and Han Qiaoye was wearing a cashmere lapel coat. When he lowered his head to talk to the man beside him, the collar covered his sharp chin, and he was not as sharp as usual.

The man next to him was probably in his thirties, and he was very pretty. He walked side by side with Han Qiaoye. When he smiled, the corners of his lips were curled up but not too flamboyant. Standing there, he gave people a sense of flamboyance. , if I had to describe it, it would probably be related to Han Qiaoye.It's just that Han Qiaoye is the kind with thorns, and he only dares to look at it from a distance and dare not get close to him, but this one is like a rose in full bloom, with a strong fragrance, like hunting, luring you to come to him, just look at it Danger.

Zhuo Yifan looked at them, shut his mouth and did not speak.

Bai Shaowu sat with his back to them, didn't see them, and was still protesting there: "You can't discriminate against me by age, liking doesn't distinguish between gender and national boundaries, what's wrong with being younger..."

When he said this, he suddenly heard a slight sound of horseshoes behind him, followed by a gentle and smiling voice: "Xiao Wu, why are you so lively, who do you like?"

Bai Shaowu stood up immediately, and saw his father Han Mubo when he turned his head. He was fighting like a rooster just now, but now he blushed like a tomato and shouted "Dad" while holding the portfolio, and immediately put the portfolio away. The backhand is clasped behind the back, which is so obvious, it goes without saying that "I have a little secret in this folder".

Han Mubo's eyes kept turning around the picture folder, and he took his son to talk with him while smiling.

Han Qiaoye led the horse over, met Zhuo Yifan's gaze, and said with a smile, "That's my distant cousin."

Zhuo Yifan said "Oh" and said with a complicated expression: "I just heard Xiao Wu call his father, so isn't Xiao Wu going to call you uncle?"

Han Qiaoye smiled and did not deny it, and said to him, "You can shout like that if you like, why don't you shout now and let me listen?"

Zhuo Yifan looked at him and suddenly his ears turned red, and said, "I don't, it's quite easy for me to call you by your name."

Han Qiaoye moved closer, tapped his forehead and said, "You used to call me 'brother'."

"Brother, brother! I yelled, can you stop flicking my head here, my classmates are all here, how embarrassing..." Zhuo Yifan blushed a little, glanced at him and said quickly: "I'll just say you Why are you so easy to talk about today, so you are here too."

Han Qiaoye got on the horse, reached out to him, and said, "It's a rare weekend, come out to play for a while, let's go, I'll take you somewhere."

Zhuo Yifan put the portfolio on the spot, handed it over, was dragged to sit down in front of Han Qiaoye, and asked curiously, "Where are you going?"

Han Qiaoye said nothing, shook the horse's reins and gave a soft reprimand, urging the black horse to trot all the way.

It was Zhuo Yifan's first time riding a horse. Although there was someone behind him, he was still inexplicably nervous. He grabbed Han Qiaoye's arm, turned to look at him, and asked again: "Where are you taking me?"

Han Qiaoye laughed softly, and whispered in his ear, "Let me take you to elope."

Zhuo Yifan: "!!!"

Zhuo Yifan: "Stop making trouble, I haven't finished my homework yet, I have to go back and do my homework!"

Han Qiaoye just laughed. He shook the reins, and the black horse under him was bumping and running fast, with the sound of the wind whistling in his ears.

This elopement didn't go very far, just walked around the spacious place nearby, and took the child to the horse farm to pick out a black horse with the same coat color and a slightly smaller size for him to ride.

Zhuo Yifan was very focused on novelty, and soon became obsessed with feeding carrots to the little black horse and touching his head. Gradually, he became less afraid and dared to go up by himself.He also reached out his hand to Han Qiaoye, imitating his invitation just now, Han Qiaoye smiled, turned over and still protected him in front of him, took him for a walk slowly, and taught him how to ride a horse.

Zhuo Yifan's curiosity slowly passed, and he began to be full of curiosity about his cousin, and asked, "Is that Han Mubo? I seem to have seen his photos. My mother used to be his fan. He even carried me to his concert."

Han Qiaoye smiled and said, "Then let him sign it for you later."

Zhuo Yifan let out a "wow", turned to look at him, his eyes were full of surprise and excitement: "It's really him! Many people in my family like him, my mother, grandma, and my aunt, my aunt..."

Han Qiaoye didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Okay, okay, I know, but he's already half-retired, and he came here just to accompany Xiao Wu to study, so that he can take care of the children nearby."

Zhuo Yifan nodded and said, "I know, I won't tell others, but I'm still a little surprised. I didn't even think that Xiao Wu was his son, and Xiao Wu didn't have his surname!" Without waiting for Han Qiaoye to explain, Zhuo Yifan Fan thought of another reason, "But that's right, celebrities all use stage names, it's normal to be different."

Han Qiaoye leaned closer and whispered to him, "Xiao Wu is named after another father."

Zhuo Yifan was stunned for a moment, and Han Qiaoye took the opportunity to lean over and kiss him to take advantage of it. He smiled and said, "My cousin's situation is similar to ours. Xiao Wu is special, but he is his own son. Wu Dang's eyeball hurts, take care of Xiao Wu more at school in the future, and keep any autographed CDs you want, and Han Mubo will give them to you."

Zhuo Yifan blinked, lay his head up in Han Qiaoye's arms, smiled and said, "Then I'll bring Xiao Wuduo fried rice."

Han Qiaoye hugged him and said, "But it doesn't have to be too good."

Zhuo Yifan said, "Huh?"

Han Qiaoye said seriously, "Because I will be jealous."

Zhuo Yifan wanted to turn around to look at him, but he couldn't turn around when he was hugged in his arms. Immediately afterwards, he was kissed on the side of the ear and bit the earlobe lightly. The person behind whispered: "You have to be best with me, The second is your master and family, and the rest will be distributed to others."

Zhuo Yifan was bitten by him, his ears became hot, he covered it with one hand and rubbed it a few times, and muttered.

Immediately behind him, Han Qiaoye raised his voice, "What did you say!"

Zhuo Yifan said: "No."

Han Qiaoye said vigilantly: "I heard everything just now. What did you say about Teacher Fang? Who is ranked first?"

Zhuo Yifan said: "You, you, are you as naive as you!"

Han Qiaoye snorted, not intending to give in at all, no matter what he thought in his heart, talking too much was better than not talking at all, he didn't intend to let go of any chance of brainwashing.Now the time is short, take your time, one day he will be able to surpass Teacher Fang.

Zhuo Yifan still had homework, so Han Qiaoye had no choice but to send him back first, and made an appointment to have dinner together at night, so Han Sanshao's face was coaxed into a better look.

Zhuo Yifan was sitting there drawing pictures, and Han Qiaoye had nothing to do, so he just sat there with him, occasionally chatting in a low voice.When sketching, everyone sat far apart, but no one noticed that Zhuo Yifan had an extra handsome guy.

After a while, Bai Shaowu came back, with lingering fear on his face, he was relieved when he saw Zhuo Yifan and smiled: "Yifan, I was scared to death just now, my dad almost saw who I drew, Luckily, I was smart enough to fool me by just saying a copy."

Zhuo Yifan: "..."

Han Qiaoye asked curiously, "Who did you draw, show me?"

Because Bai Shaowu established some kind of underground connection with Xiaotangshu, although it was the first time they met, there was a natural intimacy, he was a little reserved, and soon showed him the girl he liked: "That's it, I like it people."

Han Qiaoye held it and looked at it carefully for a while, but he couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman.

Bai Shaowu said: "Uncle, you took it down."

Han Qiaoye turned it over and looked again, and barely recognized a woman, the corner of his mouth twitched: "It's pretty good, there is a lot of room for improvement."

Bai Shaowu took the painting back happily, and said, "Is that right? Brother Fan said the same thing just now, and I think it's true. I didn't draw as well when I first started. Brother Fan said that I lacked practice... Oh right, little boy Uncle, why don't you be my model and I'll practice my hands?"

Han Qiaoye immediately turned his face and said, "No."