sterling silver

Chapter 12 The Color of Pure Silver

Holding the teacup, he took a sip, then hooked the ear of the cup with his fingers, and gently placed the bottom of the cup on the palm of his hand.Looking at the two people sitting in front of the glass table, his eyebrows twitched.

Not long after they woke up, someone knocked on the door, Zi Nian opened the door, and two people walked in from the door, a boy named Xiu Li, and a man named Hong Ming.Bai Sheng asked them why they came here. One said it was rainy and the weather was humid, and the other said that it was raining to get together and get rid of the humidity.Talking about tea is all nonsense bastard!Zi Nian laughed and said why you are envious of others, Bai Sheng also laughed, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Bai Sheng made two cups of tea for the two of them, put them on the table, then sat back on the sofa, folded his arms around his chest, and looked at the two people in front of him with half-closed eyes.Zi Nian tilted his head, propped himself up with one hand, crossed his legs, swayed, and said after a long time, "You two, rainy weather is not the reason."

The man smiled, put his arm on the edge of the table, tapped his fingers a few times, glanced at the people present, and said slowly: "Yeah, the rainy day is really not the reason. Originally, there was Xiuli who sang on stage today." A show, but it was postponed for a week by the rainy day, so I was free, so I came to you to have fun together."

As soon as Cha heard that the concert was on stage, his eyebrows and eyes were bent, but when he heard that it was postponed for a week, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and the hand holding the bottom of the cup clenched a little bit, feeling more disappointed.Seeing the change in Cha Yi's expression, Bai Shengzinian and the two felt a little uncomfortable.What do you mean, you like someone else, but someone else just likes another person, can you feel good?The special objects are right in front of them, and their existence is a foil.

The young man laughed, his eyes were clear and clear, "Aren't you welcome us? If that's the case, we'll go back, lest you make a fuss and make a noise."

Bai Sheng laughed; "Where! Haha, it's our honor to have two famous people visiting. How can there be no reason not to welcome them? Just sit down." Saying this, he stretched his foot over Cha Yi and kicked Zi Nian's foot, "Go, make some shows for them, so you are a person who learns art, so don't be rude."

Zi Nian blinked his mouth, with a face of reluctance, turned his face, and didn't hear.

But Cha Yi turned to look at him, showing an inquisitive face, "Wow, Brother Zi is still a talented student of art? You really don't know, people who study art with us are very popular, you can do it for me." Let’s take a look, if it’s good, I’ll definitely promote you, haha!”

Cha Yi's words made the reluctant Zi Nian suddenly have a willing expression on my face. Bai Sheng looked at him and said something worthless with his eyebrows twitching. Zi Nian didn't mind.He stood up, shook the hair on his sideburns deliberately, walked to the door with a smile, opened the door, called a staff member, and leaned against the wall after a few orders, waited for a while, outside the door Three or four people walked in, each with a tool in their hands, Cha opened his eyes wide, and after confirming that it was a painting tool, he knew that Zi Nian was going to paint.

After the staff arranged the painting tools, Zi Nian walked to the easel and sat on the wooden bench. He thought for a moment, picked up the brush on the side, and paused two centimeters away from the drawing paper.Chayi and the others looked at Zi Nian, his hands, and the drawing paper.The room fell into silence, and everyone could only hear each other's breathing.

Cha Yi looked at Zi Nian's side face, the soft lines, at this moment, became hardened by holding the paintbrush, his concentration, just like brushing his hair last night, nothing seemed to break his Concentration, and piercing eyes.

Zi Nian's paused movement came alive with the next moment. Holding a pen, he slowly drew out a few seemingly irregular lines on the yellowed old drawing paper, with different shades. Under the light, There is also an overlap of light and dark.On the top of the drawing paper, he draws lines stagnantly, short and messy, while below the lines, it is vaguely like a person's profile, only half of the facial features are exposed to the air, and the other Half of it is buried on the drawing paper, which becomes an inexplicable occlusion.And the following strokes stretched continuously to the lower end of the drawing paper, and at the end of the last line, after a short pause, there was a thin point.Afterwards, Zi Nian changed to another paintbrush, which was thicker and had a black refill of charcoal. Holding the pen holder, he picked up the thickness and depth of the lines and deepened the light and shade. Slowly, the sheet appeared, The wrinkles were treated clearly and cleanly, and then Zi Nian changed to another pen with a fine tip and a lighter color. Holding the pen, he patiently began to rearrange the lines on the drawing paper, slowly but attentively.

As soon as Cha looked at Zi Nian and the drawing paper that was gradually taking shape, his mind became calm and gentle.Bai Sheng on the side frowned slightly because of the drawing paper that was slowly being completed. He knew who the people in the painting were, and he knew what kind of thoughts Zi Nian had incorporated into the painting. It was chaotic, full of expectations, and flustered. , with a sense of loss, feelings are gradually presented with the thickness of the lines, shades of light and shade, finally, in Bai Sheng's eyes, there is a glint of light, and it flows in thousands of ways, but it becomes a kind of frustration. If they really want to lose, they will not only lose everything, but even more, they will lose a love in the whole time and space, for one person!

While the man and the boy watched Zi Nian's painting seriously, their emotions were flat and there were no major ups and downs.It's just that at an angle that others can't see, the man's lips are drawn just right, so good that it is full of irony. His eyes, looking at the drawing paper, are bent just right, but it has another deep meaning.

One hour passed, then two hours later, and at the third hour, Zi Nian's painting was finally completed.Everyone looked in unison, only to see that on the drawing paper was a boy's side profile. The boy was lying on the bed with his back slightly bent, exposing his bare upper body, with his hands placed in disorder on his chest, while his lower body was covered. Putting on a white bed sheet, the bed sheet is painted in a mess, and the boy's sleeping appearance in the painting also becomes real with the messy bed sheet.The jet-black hair is scattered on the pillow, strands and strands, drawn meticulously and full of softness, the side face of the young man is flushed in the whiteness, and the closed eyes are the sparse shadows of trembling eyelashes, which are scattered but intact The beauty and youth of a teenager.

The boy in the painting, you are sleeping, quiet and beautiful in the dark night, but at such a moment, someone is always watching you.With your eyes closed, you can’t see the spell cast by the wizard in the dark corner, the black magic, it’s a group of teenagers chasing the road of youth, their eyes are focused from now on, but it’s also what you slowly lose perception start.

As soon as Cha looked at the painting, there was another self in the painting, his deep sleep, his quietness, all jumped on a piece of old paper, and his heart was beating.As soon as Cha raised her eyes, her eyes met Shang Zinian's. In their eyes, there was a whole century of subversion, which even Bai Sheng couldn't break.

The man walked to the side of the painting, pursed his lips and smiled, and then took a look at Cha Yi, "This painting is really beautiful, and the people in the painting are even more beautiful than words."

Zi Nian turned his eyes, looked at the painting, and smiled brightly, "I'm overwhelmed, because the real person is beautiful, the painting can be so beautiful. If you want to praise, you should praise the real person."

The boy didn't speak, but just looked at the painting quietly, but subconsciously, his fingers traced the boy's entire body along the lines, and his expression became a little confused.The man watched the boy's movements, and felt a little flustered in his heart. Was he afraid that the boy was obsessed with painting?None of us can guess this kind of plot.

As soon as Cha walked in front of Zi Nian, he put one hand on his shoulder and raised a smile; "Brother Zi Niang, you really think highly of me, and you actually use me as a model? I really didn't know I would have such a temperament , you are really amazing, you can draw a peerless work by picking up a pen, I admire it." As he said, he put on a look of admiration.

Bai Sheng also came over, and asked Zi Nian sideways: "Does the painting have a name?"

As soon as this question was asked, everyone looked at Zi Nian in unison.Zi Nian stretched out his hand to rub his face, smiled brightly, then turned sideways, pointed to the lower left corner of the painting.Everyone followed his instructions and saw four vigorous characters written in the lower left corner of the painting: the color of pure silver.

As soon as Cha saw those four words, his face became a little stiff and jerky. He turned his eyes and glanced at Zi Nian, but it was just a glance. Then he turned around and walked to the sofa. He fell down on the sofa, shaking shaken.When several people saw those four words, they had different expressions. For a moment, the room was silent again.

Bai Sheng glanced at Zi Nian, then sat back on the sofa, bowed his head, and his silver hair fell off, Cha Yi grabbed a bunch of Bai Sheng's hair annoyed, and said, "Your hair, why are you so tired?" Could it be silver?"

Bai Sheng raised his eyes and smiled lightly: "I was born, maybe God has mercy on me."

"Die!" Cha Yi stretched out his foot and kicked Bai Sheng, then withdrew his foot, stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, dazed.

At this time, the man laughed, pointed at those words, and said softly and softly: "What a picture of "The Color of Pure Silver", it's wonderful."

The young man looked back, Qingling's pupils reflected Cha Yi's ecstatic look, he finally hooked his lips, and smiled, not like anything in the world, but arrogantly.

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