The seventh stroke

Yes. The student who also works as a babysitter cannot afford to be negligent

Yes, what I want is a style of painting that does not adhere to the concept of chastity.

"Hehe, thank you for the compliment." Someone, in a good mood, shamelessly accepts the praise.

"No, I mean I really hate myself for failing to meet the teacher's expectations and not being able to draw in the style the teacher wanted..." A certain someone, feeling utterly despondent, crouched down beside him, carefully placing a finger on his arm and gently shaking it, "I'll go draw again, okay?"

You only have ten minutes

An Yanran's pencil was almost flying between her fingers, the picture had to be complete, with shadows and outlines present, and the posture and charm had to be captured... Throughout the day, accompanied by the occasional reprimands from the prominent figures regarding An Yanran's sketches and their dissatisfaction with the male model's poses, the atmosphere in the studio remained charged with tension.

Before hanging up the phone, Gao Fei's charming laughter came from the other end, "Yan Ran, you are becoming increasingly difficult to grasp."

After placing her painting tools and other items in a corner of the villa's studio, An Yanran immediately called Gao Fei to request sick leave and sent her the illustrations.

"If it cannot be completed within ten minutes, pack up immediately and return to the city." He gestured to the clock on the wall, "There are still nine minutes left."

He took out several drawings in different poses and handed them to her, "Color them from memory and give them back to me by noon tomorrow"

From the anxiety of being discovered practicing drawing in secret and participating in competitions to the shock of learning that he actually volunteered to provide guidance, the magnitude of her psychological journey has completely made her forget this person's transformation index

Isn't it dislike? He glanced at her sideways

... ... ''

All is trash! Compared to her, who has dark circles under her eyes and is covered in paint, the person sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window enjoying afternoon tea appears refreshed and relaxed, their handsome face dazzling in the sunlight, almost unreal.

At this moment, An Yanran is still unaware of the extraordinary "transformation guidance" that awaits her

"Teacher, what are we learning today?" On Shengxue's soft cheeks, there appeared the anticipation and brilliance that all students should exhibit in the presence of such a master.

After dinner on the fifth day, An Yanran stood before the easel, her hands trembling uncontrollably. Several days of intense work had completely exhausted her fingers. The finished products from yesterday and today had been rejected once again; this was her third attempt at coloring, yet her physical strength was gradually failing her

Do you have it? His gaze lingered on her chest before returning to her face, "I didn't find it."

"Hmm, still unable to change the stubborn and pedantic habit, the trash of trash." He set down the white bone china cup and looked at her, "If your painting style could be as good as your character, that would be wonderful."

"You are detestable." She said it in a softer voice

As the male model began to take off his pants, An Yanran was sharpening a charcoal pencil

My character

After the person left, she hurried to review all the sketches of people she had made over the past three days. Aside from the ones she had casually destroyed during the process due to dissatisfaction, there were a total of ninety sketches here, forming a thick stack that was hard to believe she had completed in just three days

"Do not act spoiled." He frowned and glared at her

On the second day, the drawing of the male figure remained nude, with the time unchanged. The male model was required to change his pose after each sketch was completed.

... ... ? ! ''

An Yanran's fingers twitched, and a curse almost slipped out. Fortunately, her composure was strong enough now; her lips curved into a perfect arc as she said, "Good"

You may return to the city

"His ... ... I have never seen ... ..." Indeed, it is not that I have never seen it, but not everyone is capable of doing figure drawing. It was precisely for this reason that she focused on developing her skills in landscape painting.

Turning her head, she noticed a prominent figure sitting nearby, sipping coffee. Sensing her gaze, he slowly raised his eyes and asked, "What is it?"

Under the lights, his expression gradually darkened, "Give up, An Yanran, you cannot participate in this competition."

Seeing that handsome and slender male model winking while completely undressed, she almost cut her own finger with the knife

An Yanran skillfully opened the nearby drawer, counted the remuneration for the past three days, and handed it to the male model

Sketching involves changing to a different pose each time, while the duration is reduced to five minutes, along with the illustrated book

You continue to draw, merely repeating your previous mistakes. You have not understood my meaning, so there is no need to draw any further

An Yanran has lost her temper, "Teacher, is it really this terrible?"

She wants to flip the table, flip the table, flip the table! Teacher, I have a strong sense of chastity, is that okay!

Under such high-pressure transformation guidance, after the third day, the tormented male model finally requested to no longer come as a human model

"You have seen it before." He cast her a cold glance, implying something.

Gao Fei's voice carried a hint of astonishment, as she had likely prepared herself to welcome a "vulnerable character" who would come to work injured, only to find that the protagonist of this drama had unexpectedly run off.

"Someone has it." She whispered softly, "Wasn't it just that one time that went a little overboard...? How long is he going to lecture me? Clearly, he was so unruly in bed, tossing and turning all night, yet he turns around and blames me.

Ah... she emitted a single sound

The easel, canvas, and painting tools are ready, and the villa owner has changed into home attire and made an appearance

He looked at her for a while and the picture book, his expression not good, "Do you mean I should take it off?"

On the third day, it was still the nude male sketching. Anyanran had basically become numb; in her eyes, that bare handsome man was almost indistinguishable from the chickens, ducks, and geese on ice in the supermarket.

On the fourth day, An Yanran, who had not slept a wink, presented several life drawings to him. One minute later, the few works, born of blood and tears, shared a friendly kiss with the trash can

Someone blushed, "No need, just him..."

It is uncertain whether it is due to the fact that this encounter was not overly intrusive, but he surprisingly did not push it away. He merely softened his tone and said, "Go ahead and draw again, give it to me before dinner. Also, it is too hot; cook some dishes at noon to clear the heat and reduce fire."

Can you draw someone wearing clothes

Teacher? She looked at the person behind her, momentarily feeling a sense of bewilderment and confusion.

Day 1: Sketching. Subject: Nude male

On the first day, after repeating a ten-minute sketch thirty times, not only An Yanran was exhausted, but also the male model who had been stiff for most of the day.

While struggling to apply paint halfway, the easel was knocked over by someone