On Saturday, a new day of wall painting began.

Yunan only comes on weekends, but the seniors who have no classes all day work here seven days a week. Seeing that the wall painting, which is more than ten meters long and nearly 5 meters high, is about to be finished, everyone is working very hard.

The weather is getting hotter. To put it bluntly, the outdoor work time is less than six hours a day, and sitting on the same mechanical work for a long time makes this group of students who have studied art feel a little boring.

In this case, chatting or something is inevitable.

When seniors are seniors, most of the topics they talk about are looking for jobs and postgraduate entrance examinations. Yu Nan can't get into it for the time being and does his own thing silently.

It was his turn to draw the line today, because no one was as quiet as him and not as patient as him. He turned his strokes very seriously.

"Your hands are very stable," someone said.

Yun Nan looked down from the ladder and saw a young man looking up at him.

The man's outline is mixed with exotic blood, his eyes are amber, and his slightly curly medium-length hair is also maroon. He casually puts his hair behind his head, making his slightly aggressive beauty look gentle.

There are many people coming and going to the trees and the heavenly inheritance, such as painters, photographers, designers, etc., who often come and go here. It is not difficult to see that this man is also a very artistic person.

"Thank you." Yun Nan nodded politely to him.

The man said again: "The piece you draw is actually in the opposite direction when designing it. If you change the direction, it will be much easier."

Yun Nan was stunned: "Is that true?"

He hung the paint bucket on the ladder, quickly got off the ladder, and stood from a distance to see the panoramic view.

Soon after, he suddenly realized: "Really! It would be much better to change directions!"

The young man looked about twenty-seven or eight years old, and when he heard this, he smiled, which made his whole face more charming. His calm temperament made the hot air around him seem to be much quieter, and it also made people feel that he was unattainable and difficult to approach.

"Thank you for telling me." Yun Nan also smiled, "I should get up soon next!"

The man said, "You're welcome."

Yun Nan moved the ladder to the other side and climbed up again to hook the line.

The man had not left yet and looked at him with great interest.

This is not the first time that someone has stood under the wall painting to appreciate it. Sometimes a large number of people will gather to discuss this design. This is an abstract underwater world, sometimes simple and sometimes complex. It is difficult for the artists who designed this wall painting to see how profound it is.

But this is the first time that there is such a person with a sense of presence standing in the sunshine and watching quietly.

Feng Zirui and the others also noticed outsiders.

"What's your name?" the man asked.

Yu Nan lowered his head: "Did you ask me?"

The man smiled very lightly again: "Yes."

"My name is Yu Nan." Yu Nan introduced himself, "Lui Lu, the South of the South."

When the man left, Feng Zirui got off the other one-line ladder, and his eyebrows were a little excited: "Yun Nan, do you know who was talking to you just now?"

Yun Nan shook his head, wasn’t he an art lover passing by?

"He is the designer of this wall painting! Louis! Louis, that famous mixed-race man, I mentioned last time to call a million design? Have you heard of it?!"

Yu Nan was surprised now. No wonder the other party could tell at a glance that the direction of his line was wrong and he was kind enough to remind him, so that's it.

He had never heard of the artist's name, but it was because he was more concerned with painting than design, but he still couldn't help but feel admiration.

The other party also asked him about his name, which made him feel recognized, and a small sense of excitement arose in his heart, and he did not take this chance encounter to heart.

The leaping continued until the end of work, and soon changed to another leaping to continue circling.

Today is Saturday, and he made an appointment with Mr. Gong to meet in the water restaurant. Now it is time to pass. In the past, Feng Zirui would take him back to school, but this time he told him in advance that he had an appointment with someone.

Feng Zirui had not finished it yet. He was about to go down the ladder to talk to him, but Yu Nan had already shouted "Goodbye to senior" to say hello to everyone and trotted away.

As soon as I got on the subway, Mr. Gong sent me a WeChat message.

Mr. Gong: Where are you?

Yun Nan: I've already boarded the subway and will be here soon.

On the other side, Gong Cheng's car drove out of the Shu and Tiancheng parking lot. When he saw that Yu Nan was indeed not seen in front of the wall painting, he immediately held his forehead.

This little guy didn't know who he was at all.

"Go straight to it." He said.

"Yes, sir." The car started again.

When Yu Nan arrived, Gong Cheng was still blocked on the road.

During the rush hour in Shenzhen, no matter whether you are His Highness the King or the richest man in the world, you can only mix in the traffic and move slowly with the large army.

This is the first time that Yun Nan has been to such a high-end restaurant to eat. Before coming, Qin Lefeng told him not to be nervous, just report the name of the appointment, and the waiter will guide him to the table.

What surprised Yun Nan was that there was not a single customer in the huge restaurant.

Glass is embedded in the floor and walls, and the restaurant is surrounded by layers of water, as if it is in the underwater world.

Tropical fish and sharks are in peace and swim through the sky from time to time. The ingenuity of the design is reflected in the accidentally interspersed floor-to-ceiling windows. You can see the tall buildings standing outside the building at a glance. It is impossible to tell whether it is a display or a dream.

"Please sit down." The waiter couldn't help looking at him and served a glass of water. "Would you like to serve you now, or should you wait for another guest?"

Yun Nan said he would wait for someone.

Seeing that he was a little uneasy, the waiter said again: "Okay, the place has been cleared for you today. You can ring the bell on the table if you need anything."

After saying that, he politely stepped down, and couldn't help but look at him again on the way.

Yu Nan was surprised that Qin Lefeng had such a big deal, so he actually booked the venue.

After a while, he slowly came to his senses. The one who could book the venue...is probably Mr. Gong.

Yun Nan didn't know how long he had been waiting, but the sky slowly became dark.

He was not in a hurry, and took the paper and pen on the table, leaned against the water wall, and sketched the building opposite to the floor-to-ceiling window.

The shark stopped quietly beside him, and he was made a little small.

"I drew the wrong way." The mature male voice rang in his ears.

"Mr. Gong!" Yu Nan was a little surprised. He had been waiting for too long and almost thought that Gong Cheng would not come.

Gong Cheng's lips also raised slightly: "Cati Cat."

Yu Nan was confused, and a touch of red paint was stained on his face, but he didn't know it, and his ignorant expression was particularly pleasing.

Gong Cheng liked him like this, and did not say it out loud. He possessed himself and pointed to the sketch in his hand and said, "The building blocked behind has seventy-six floors. If you draw it wrong, it will only have seventy floors at most."

Yu Nan looked down and didn't understand very clearly: "The part I drew was truthfully drawn according to the visible floor. How could he draw it wrong?"

Gong Cheng said: "You have to look at the proportion of the building."

As he said that, Yu Nan's hand was wrapped in Gong Cheng's palm. The other party actually held his hand like this and wanted to modify it for him.

When his hands were pressed on, his back naturally leaned against Gong Cheng's chest. It was wide and thick, and it was a chest that only mature and strong men had. A little tobacco smell came from the tip of his nose, and Yu Nan's face turned red little by little.

Is it so exciting to be with Mr. Gong?

Gong Cheng raised the proportion of the building, and the whole painting was very pleasant. Although it was very good before and was considered exquisite, it is now more in line with reality.

Gong Cheng's skillful strokes are not like just talking. It is simply doubtful whether he was a teacher in architecture and drew many sketches.

"It's right now," he said.

Yun Nan felt magical: "Really! How do you know I drew the wrong one?"

Gong Cheng said lightly: "I learned a little when I was as old as you, but I was just superficial and not proficient. And... I worked on the top floor of that building for two years, so it's not your fault."

"So that's how it is!"

Yun Nan smiled and turned his head: "Where have you ever done a business at?"

The sound came to an abrupt end.

He didn't know that Mr. Gong was so close to him that the two of them would almost touch each other's lips. His heart suddenly jumped and he subconsciously stepped back.

Gong Cheng held the back of his head with one hand, completely blocking his retreat: "Yun Nan."

Yu Nan's fair skin was red, as bright as this lips. The lips were small and plump, and there were lip beads in the center of the upper lip, which seemed to be naturally suitable for kissing.

He indulged Yu Nan for too long. Today it was Yu Nan's turn to take the initiative. He no longer wanted to slowly play the game of playing hard to get.

His eyes darkened, and Gong Cheng lowered his head and kissed him.

Yu Nan was trembling slightly.

He was not afraid or shy, but the current on his lips made it difficult for him to control himself.

No one told him how kissing was like this. He was gently touched by Gong Cheng's warm lips and sucked gently. The man's thin lips rolled over his lips, which made his back soft and he couldn't stop falling back.

Gong Cheng easily carried him to his legs, lowered his head, and still held the back of his head with his hand to prevent him from running away.

Yun Nan did not resist at all.

He forgot that his mind was blank and he felt a little unable to breathe.

Gong Cheng pinched his waist and whispered: "Baby, open your mouth."
To be continued...