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Yan Ruqing didn't know her name, nor her history, nor where she came from.
Just like pouring wine into a wine glass, the strange hand pouring the wine is dangling in front of our eyes, but we will never remember it.
Yan Ruqing looked at her wheat-colored tight and beautiful calves, and suddenly thought of the grasshoppers in the southern orchards in autumn. They have such slender legs and such colors, and they shifted their places with a flash like this, and disappeared into the dry grass.
Unlike other models, she deliberately dawdled when she appeared on the stage, observing the reactions of the male students, looking for opportunities to send a glance, and then changing clothes, etc., which always made people not have enough time to draw.
She always arrives on time, wearing a huge batik cape.
The cloak is very imposing, giving people a sense of mystery of the alien race.
The cloak was opened, and her beautiful body was like silk falling in the wind, sliding down to her fixed position.
For a long time, she maintains the unique frozen state of still life.
But her eyes couldn't stop and freeze. There is not only light and water flowing there, but also some mysteries that he can't interpret for a while.
Those eyes are always half-closed, and if the light hits right from above, she is like a cat at noon, with both eyes forming emerald green vertical lines, as if she has fallen asleep on her pillow.
Models, of course, cannot fall asleep. She would suddenly and inadvertently cast a glance at everyone.
This is the only place where the immobile model reveals himself, and every painter treats it with indifference.
But just this one glance disturbed Yan Ruqing, as long as her eyes fell on him, he would tremble.
This model is different from other models. Her skin color and body structure are not only a symbol of femininity, but also exude a wild and healthy atmosphere.
Her eyes are dazed and illusory, not the kind of smoky eyes that are popular on catwalks and song and dance halls, but as if she has been intoxicated in a dream, which makes her look gentle and weak.
The corners of her mouth always twitch slightly, a little sad, which is also a symbol of complex personality.
When she was resting, she wrapped herself up and stood in front of the window looking out.
Yan Ruqing really wanted to get close, but he didn't dare. He froze completely, unable to control himself.
In the midst of his many timidity and hesitation, when he was constantly fantasizing and hesitating, like countless models who came to the classroom, she quickly disappeared.
Yan Ruqing inquired everywhere, but only knew that she was from Guizhou and belonged to the Buyi nationality.
He looked for her everywhere.
He'd been to the 798 factory, and all the bars and shows where the models would appear, but never saw her again.
He believed she must have returned home.
Just like that, when Yan Ruqing graduated, he insisted on working in Guizhou, even though he knew nothing about Guizhou.
Subconsciously, he thought that he would be able to see her when he arrived in Guizhou.
He recalled countless times that the keenness and loneliness, sharpness and sadness in her eyes always blended in an instant and made people surprised.
He has been imagining and expecting that the wheat-colored naked body and the figure in the batik cloak will pass by his eyes silently like a bat
In the autumn of 1999 AD, artists in the literary and art circles of Yunnan-Guizhou City heard that the Buyi people in Huaxi, a suburb of the city, were going to hold a "Bamboo King Sending Children" activity, and a group of musicians, painters, and poets gathered to gather folk songs.
A group of people took a car to Huaxi.
Among this group of people, it can be said that only Yan Ruqing is closer to ordinary people, and everyone else has more or less eccentricities.
For example, the poet Shan Si is a well-known "Warrior in Central Guizhou".
Shan Si often talks about those poets and writers from other places in a daze: he not only pointed out a certain tumor in their stomach, but also figured out a certain person's car accident ten years ago for him.
Literary youths, more often literary young women, admired him very much, and often gathered together to ask him to read his work and listen to his teachings.
People in the painting world took him as a joke.
Shansi was just a small worker back then, and faced the dilemma of being fired if he did not do well in his job.
Later, because he wrote Acacia Red Bean and Huangguoshu Waterfall, he became a poet, and he held the only poetry publication "Huangguoshu" in Guizhou in his hand, and the literary youths carried him as a master.
After middle age, his love poems and landscape poems became more and more boring, so he collected all kinds of "magic fortune-telling" and "fortune-telling" books, and gave fortune-telling to people at every pen meeting. ?But the wife he married didn't take this kind of thing, and launched a self-defense counterattack bravely.
Whenever Yaoguang's lover and wife were chasing and fighting in the alleys of the city, he would change to a new way of practicing Qigong, and would go to the top of Xiangbao Mountain at 5 o'clock in the morning every day to "step on the aura".
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Among them, Yan Ruqing is the youngest, a clean and refreshing person, and the least accomplished in art. He is fair, gentle, and gentle. He changes his underwear every day and never speaks foul language.
Everyone loves him very much and calls him "Guangdong girl".
The wonderful mountains and beautiful waters of the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau have indeed nourished a large number of artists. They enjoy mountains, waters, root carvings and sand pottery. They have classical feelings and often feel like they are in the prosperous Tang and Song Dynasties. Their works are often favored by the Western art circle in international cultural exchanges. .
Although Guizhou is small, among this group of people, Lao Huai, Zhong Shu, etc. are already famous European painters.
Get off at Huaxi, and you have to walk more than ten kilometers of mountain trails to reach your destination.
? Follow the source of the river and go up, the birds sing on the green hills, the green trees become clouds, the mountain flowers are blooming, and the water springs jingle.
Suddenly, it seems that the time is turned back, but the stream forks is long, the fish are jumping, the water plants at the bottom of the river are dancing wildly, and the deer and sheep are coming and going by the water.
Everyone was extremely excited, dancing with their hands and feet. Xiaoyinshanquan immediately opened his heart and his throat was like a string. Those who couldn't sing smiled and applauded, and those who could sing let go of their voices¡ª¡ª
"Oh ho, oh ho¡ª
Sister, you are far away on the rocks,
The moon is also jealous of your flowery clothes"
?One person rises, everyone sings, and their voices rise and fall one after another, spreading to the top of the forest
They walked all the way, digging up the roots of shrubs, looking for "Yidou" as a bonsai. They like a kind of Yadou most. Can live.
Just to find Yadou, everyone strayed into the swamp unknowingly.
The swamp in the forest by the water has a strange smell of rotting woods, but the most terrifying thing is that it devours people and animals silently. In fairy tale books, this place is often the territory of witches.
Unable to retreat, he cast stones to explore the way, only to see countless bubbles popping up where the stones sank. The miasma in the forest also spread like a snake.
The gray-green mud submerged the ankles with a puffing sound, and the ugly toad looked around peacefully on the moss, its eyes were very smug, and everyone panicked.
It's hard to get lost! As soon as Mou Er got nervous, he used his usual strength to play with birds, and blew the whistle for help with his fingers¡ª(Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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