"Yeah, is there anyone here to queue up?"
Godie stared at the black and white interface on the screen.
Two acquaintances lined up opposite him, which made him extremely angry.
"These two from bg are bullying me, a lonely person."
He met Abei and Xigua from BG in Korean server rank.
The opponent seemed to want to avenge their defeat at the last celebration.
The jungler Abei and the mid laner Xigua launched a brutal bottom lane attack on Godie.
"Tsk, tsk," ang came over and looked at his 140, and said distressedly: "Ah, I have been targeted.
Abei is clearly provoking you.
Dog brother, can you still tolerate this and still be a dog?"
Godie was so angry that he resurrected the base and rushed to the westward route.
He said, "Brother Man, you really know how to make sarcastic remarks.
Your team knows how to double queue, but our team is in disarray."
"Where's the plate of loose sand?"
ang ate the snacks he put on the table in front of him, and responded casually, "Didn't we eat Haidilao together last night?
You ate one thousand and eighty by yourself, forcing Ah Wei to treat you, why not?"
I feel good that he didn’t fall out, which proves that we are united enough.”
"What does Haidilao have to do with this?
My team's top single player, my team's support person, and kwee brother, they went out for lunch and haven't come back yet."
"Nineteen is with the coaching staff.
The coach has ideas for changes to the new version.
Xiaolan is on vacation today."
Godie was furious when he heard this, and said angrily: "Why can lazy brother take a vacation?
I applied for a vacation last month, but it has not been approved yet."
Ang asked him inexplicably: "He wants to spend time with his girlfriend.
Why do you take a vacation without a girlfriend?"
godie: I couldn't refute, so I changed the topic: "What about Brother Kwee?
He goes out to eat every day and spends so many hours.
No one cares whether he has any justice or not." ang didn’t say much, and he poked a certain brand’s ogo printed on his team uniform with a smile, “For things like heavenly principles, you can go to Baidu and search for the surnames of our parents.” "" At this moment, Kwee didn't know that he was being remembered by Godie.
He stood in the studio of Maxin Studio and looked at the hundreds of completed or unfinished drawings that filled the room.
There are sketches written by Maxine, buildings, street scene sketches, still lifes, etc., as well as sketches of the new skin Steel Thorns she designed.
There are a large number of thorns and vines in various postures and attempts at designing metal armor.
Some of them were marked with shocking big crosses halfway through the painting, but the fine brushstrokes and the artist's intention can still be seen.
But his eyes still stayed on the "Ari" work hidden in the dark forest.
Kwee stood in front of the easel and looked at the person in the painting.
"Ali's" eyes seemed to come alive, looking at him deeply and quietly, really like a demon fox, looking into the depths of his heart in an instant.
No one knows his first impression when he saw this painting on Maxin’s Weibo.
It was like someone had dug out the carefully hidden heart, his desires and struggles.
“My first year as a professional was mediocre.”
This is the evaluation of him by the media in the industry.
When he joined the threee team as the number one laner in the national server, it was not really a big news.
After all, this veteran team already has a world-class adc like Godie who debuted early and has won many honors, as well as a veteran jungler like ang and the most stable top laner Nineteen.
Even the low-key support N has been fighting side by side with Godie for three years and is an old partner in the bottom lane.
The former mid laner retired, and the threee team did not recruit anyone from the second team, but found a new player, which was surprising for a while.
To others in the industry, kwee just appeared out of nowhere.
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Everyone only knows that he is the number one king of the Chinese server and has been in the top ten of the Korean server in solo queue.
Other information and experience are completely blank.
Playing professionally is different from playing games in daily life.
In this way, passers-by who have not received professional training can really play well in the game.
Many people had such doubts at first.
But this problem was gradually ignored due to the outstanding performance of the other four members of the team.
Many people even joked: It doesn't matter whether kwee plays well or not.
The other four members are strong enough, and he can win without giving away.
On the other hand, his outstanding appearance also attracted a large number of fans.
According to some statistics, the number of followers on Khreee's official Weibo account increased by 30% within three months.
His personal Weibo followers are 400,000, second only to Godie, who has the most fans in the circle, with 600,000 followers.
However, the longer he plays professionally, the more this becomes the starting point for the media to criticize him.
"Living on face", "Only female fans left", "The biggest vase, no strength" Once threee loses a game, these are the headlines that the headline makers like to write about him taking the blame.
He doesn't show off his face, and he won't respond directly to these reports.
As a professional player, of course I know that using strength to silence trolls is the best way.
This year's competition is the opportunity he most wants to seize.
But in today's version, the mid laner is not as strong as before.
He knows that he cannot abandon the team fighting method in order to prove his personal strength.
So even though my heart was ready to move, I had to suppress all ambitions.
He is just like the person in this painting, struggling and unwilling Kwee looked at it for a while and couldn't help but touch the brushstrokes on the painting.
The uneven texture of the oil painting made him feel more real.
It was like looking into a mirror, and he was in a trance for a moment.
Facing the trance of another self.
Maxin came in from the outside holding the canvas.
When he heard the movement, he suddenly retracted his hand.
He turned his head to meet her gaze and put his hands behind his back unnaturally, "Sorry."
"It's okay," Maxin said immediately, "Please feel free to do so.
It's me who should apologize for forcing you to accept my rude request."
Anyway, after painting the real him, all these "useless garbage" can be thrown away.
Kwee himself didn't know why he agreed to her just now, and he didn't want to talk about this topic.
He thought it was probably because he had eaten too much at lunch that he was so idle.
So he twitched his lips in a self-deprecating tone, "Hurry up and draw, I have to go back to training."
"Okay," Maxin quickly laid out the canvas neatly.
She cleared the easel in the room, cleared an area, and moved the table over one meter high.
After doing everything, she said to kwee, "You can take off your clothes."
""Kwee almost thought he heard it wrong.
He looked at her in shock and said, "Take off your clothes."
Maxin nodded, then suddenly bowed to him: "Sorry to trouble you." "" Only then did kwee suddenly remember a book of human figures that he accidentally opened in a bookstore when he was studying.
Recalling the naked scene above, I finally realized what Maxin meant by painting him.
Yes, if it's just a face painting, he still needs to come in person.
Why didn't he think about it just now?
So back to the point of the matter, why did he agree?
Maxin looked at his uncertain face and complicated eyes, and probably guessed that he hadn't thought of this before: "I'm sorry, I blame me for not making it clear at the beginning.
If you mind, just treat me like a piece of wood or a robot.
Or pretend to be swimming.”
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Someone's face was already very ugly, and he said with a sullen expression, "Take it all off."
"Well," Maxin actually wanted him to take off all his clothes, but looking at the other person's look, she felt that if she said it, he would fall out on the spot, so she could only take a step back, "Just take off your clothes and pants.
Don’t worry, you don’t need to take off your underwear.” "" Kwee's face was dark.
He looked at Maxin in front of him, whose tone and expression were very natural.
He could probably understand that a person like her who studied painting had probably seen all kinds of naked bodies of mannequins.
Facing him I really have no other ideas.
But the hell is he a normal male?
Ask him to take off his clothes in front of a girl he's not familiar with He finally regretted it now.
Although he didn't want to break his promise, he really wanted to refuse at this time.
Kwee raised his head, met Maxin's eyes with burning pleading, and suddenly choked on his words.
After struggling for a long time, someone was not in a hurry and just waited silently for him to think about it.
The atmosphere seemed weird.
Finally, he held his forehead and said, "I know."
This is a promise Maxin originally thought that he was going to fall out and leave, but getting the affirmative answer was really unexpected.
She thoughtfully sat down in front of the easel without looking at him, "I'll adjust the colors first.
Call me when you're ready."
Kwee's forehead throbbed with veins.
He stood there fighting for a while.
Finally, he took off his T-shirt and then froze.
Forget it, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.
Finish painting as soon as possible and die early.
Finally, he unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down the zipper.
The expression on his face cannot be described as ugly, like a good-natured woman who was forced to take off her pants reluctantly.
Finally, he called Maxin helplessly: "Okay."
Maxin poked his head out from behind the easel, glanced at him, and walked over: "Hey, relax a little and sit on the stage."
Seeing her walking over and reaching out to touch him, Kwee took a step back and asked with an ugly expression, "What are you doing?"
"I'm sorry," Maxin retracted her hand in a panic and said apologetically, "I'm afraid you won't feel comfortable standing in this position for a long time.
You can sit slightly on the table at the back and it will be more comfortable.
I will try to finish the painting as quickly as possible."
"Just say, "Don't do anything.
Kwee had a gloomy expression on his face and sat down on the table unhappily.
Maxin wanted to help him adjust his limbs, but for fear that he would be disgusted, he could only sit aside and demonstrate to him.
However, the pose she took made someone's veins jump wildly, and she felt that she would never assume such a shameful pose again in her life.
If it weren't for the clean and undistracted expression in Maxin's eyes, he would have turned against him long ago.
Finally, after all the fussing, Maxin adjusted the indoor lighting to the most satisfactory level, and finally sat down in front of the easel contentedly.
Kwee's posture remained stiff for a while.
Maxin was worried that he was too tired, so he advised: "You can relax a little, and your abdominal muscles don't need to be so tight."
It's okay that she didn't say it.
As soon as he mentioned this, kwee realized that she was observing every detail of his body wantonly.
His scalp was numb and his face was so dark that he almost couldn't hold it anymore.
He said angrily: "Hurry up and draw it."
Yes, I know it myself.”
"Oh" Maxin didn't dare to offend him, but just sped up the movements of her hands.
I don’t know how much time passed later, but Kwee did feel a little tired.
He thought that he had already been painted naked anyway, so he just smashed the jar, gradually calmed down, and couldn’t help but relax.
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Maxin quickly sketched and painted on the drawing paper.
She knew that she would definitely not be able to finish it today, and kwee would not be able to draw it for her again in the future, so even if she was drawing a preliminary outline, she should be as detailed as possible.
She tried hard to remember every line of his body and the texture and luster of his skin, wishing that it would be engraved deep in her mind.
She couldn't help but feel excited inside.
If it weren't for the fact that the other party couldn't cooperate, she really wanted to stay here for three days and three nights.
In the end, considering the other person's condition, she reluctantly put away the brush, covered the unfinished painting, and said to kwee: "Okay, I'm really sorry to trouble you."
Kwee didn't want to pay attention to her at all.
He put on his clothes expressionlessly, his body was a little sore, but he still put on his pants as soon as possible.
He planned to go back and completely forget about this incident.
This was the biggest shame in his life.
Seeing that his expression was not kind, Maxin did not dare to speak, so she accompanied him all the way and carefully sent him away.
The moment he walked out of the door, he turned back sharply, gritted his teeth and said in a bad tone, "If you dare to tell others about this?"
"No, no," Maxin immediately promised, "I swear, no third person will know about this."
Kwee looked at her deeply, turned around and left.
I don’t know what to say, I feel very complicated.
He just wants to stay away from her now, as far away as possible. gd1806102: