C25 I'm so Handsome Xiuwen

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE I AM A GOOD CHALLENGE

Chapter 25

"Will you have supper tonight?"

"I don't usually eat."

"Live first. I'll deal with it tomorrow. Are you full? "Go, wash your hands of the building to rest, paint and sleep as you wish."

"Right, there's only one bathroom, downstairs."

"I like to use well water in the summer, but every family has a well. It's very comfortable to pour a bucket of water over their heads."

"Your health is not good."

"Alright, hurry up and go take a bath. I won't watch you take a bath."

He went upstairs to get some clothes, then went downstairs to take a bath. Hsu Haodong was just cleaning up his room, don't look at the old masters Hsu Haodong, the chores were done well, he had to buy all the pillows and quilts again tomorrow, so he might as well work together for the night.

Faang Zheng went upstairs, closed the door, and started painting.

Taking out a drawing book, he drew a picture of the hospital ward. Uncle Tu took care of Auntie Tu, and the Hongyang in the picture also appeared on the bed. The family of three finally felt reunited.

Sorry.

The agent called and said he had sold a painting.

"Teacher Faang, the merchant who bought your painting last time wanted to invite you to paint a picture. The price is up to you, do you want to come? "

"Not going."

"Teacher Faang, actually, you should really come out. That place is really too closed off. You can go visit other places and see other scenery."

"This place is enough for me to look at for the rest of my life."

"There are more opportunities here. It's good to have a personal studio with your fame. If I sell you more paintings, it would be very convenient for you to start selling at any art exhibition. Cultivate your reputation and participate in various activities. You will become a new generation of masters. "

"That's good."

"You are burying yourself. Teacher Faang, sometimes you really can't treat high and clear as a meal. Perhaps fame isn't important right now, but as an artist, fame is still important. When you've thought it through and thought it through, I'll arrange it all for you. "

The lofty pride of an artist scholar was only a thing to obstruct his advance. It was not a time to bend the waist when he needed to do something. If he did not stir up a commotion, where would he get his fame from? Who would buy a painting if they had no reputation? No matter how good the drawing was, no one would recognize it.

Sometimes, paintings were meant for sale for fame.

They all wanted to leave their names behind. They all wanted to become well-known figures in the future. Who knew if they would live in seclusion in the mountains?

It was not the time for ancient times to visit famous mountains and rivers in search of recluses.

Faang Zheng hung up the phone, browsed around the internet, and heard the sound of water in the yard.

Tengyun Town still maintained some very ancient things, wells.

Even though they had already plugged in the running water, the water well still hadn't left the residents' lives. They still maintained the habit of freezing the watermelon in the well. But most of the wells were also sealed. The running water was very convenient.

Their well wasn't sealed and there were flower pots placed around it. Faang Zheng still liked things that had traces of time on them, so it gave him a sense of time.

Through the window, he could see Hsu Haodong had taken off his clothes and was wearing flirty underpants, watering his head.

He didn't have coquettish underpants, this time it was white underwear with a red heart-shaped pattern. He was quite a big man, all his muscles were firm and strong, and his figure ratio was very good. In the painter's eyes, his figure line was very beautiful, with a strong line, but it was a waste for him to wear a black underpants.

And then there was that dress, which sometimes he couldn't bear to look at, and on the day of the blind date he wore a leopard-print shirt.

Faang Zheng's eyes hurt just thinking about it.

Stepping on his slippers, using his arms to pull on the rope, he pulled out a bucket of water from the well and put it in a basin to the side. He then lifted a bucket of water and put it aside.

This would require him to take off his underpants.

However, he was still very vigilant. He looked around and put his hand on the top of his pants like an old cat scratching a mouse in the night. He stretched out his neck and glared at the cat.

He rubbed the front and back of the dog, then rubbed his legs and waist. The muscles on his chest were massaging. As he rubbed them, he hummed a song.

Wash, swish, swish!" Two words drifted across the sky.

He bent over and pouted, then admired himself.

My legs are so long.

My waist is so strong.

My abs are so beautiful.

He wasn't beautiful enough.

Faang Zheng chuckled.

Hsu Haodong picked up a bucket of water and rushed down from head to toe. The cold water from the well washed over his body and the water droplets slid down his body.

He shook his head and laughed.

"Awesome!"

It was a rather stuffy summer night, so he could only bathe in a pail of water. His entire body felt cool.

The water snaked across his body, from the back of his neck to his buttocks. It made the muscles on his body glow. It was very beautiful under the light.

Faang Zheng's breath quickened as he picked up a book and started to draw.

Hsu Haodong's figure was truly beautiful.

He began to write the draft.