I Have Seven Big Brothers

  Gu An was beaten to the point of death, looking at Gu Mingli\'s surfboard with greedy eyes, he really wished that he could grow up soon.

Gu Mingyu and Gu Nan can also surf, and then the three of them stepped on the surfboards and started showing off all kinds of tricks. Everyone is so amazing, Nuan Nuan is holding her mobile phone, and her eyes are shining brightly. a few photos.

   Such an outstanding person is her brother!

  The little girl had a bright and sweet smile on her face, and looked at the brothers in front of her with extremely proud eyes.

   She is really lucky.

Bai Mohua sits cross-legged on the beach, with his brushes and paints beside him. He holds the drawing board with one hand, and with the other hand, he outlines the scene of surfing on the sea with a few strokes. Clear, but everyone\'s movements and demeanor are depicted.

  Different from the fine and delicate brushstrokes in the past, this time his paintings are bolder in color, and the impact is also obvious. After reading it, there is an inexplicable feeling of tension, excitement and openness.

   When Nuan Nuan finished watching the three brothers surfing and ran over, the oil painting painted by Bai Mo was half finished. Although it was only half, it was also very beautiful.

  Under the sun, the clean young man on the beach has fair and delicate skin, as if it can reflect light, and the way he sits quietly and draws has a very holy feeling inexplicably.

After Nuan Nuan walked over, she didn\'t disturb her cousin\'s painting, but walked quietly and obediently behind him, staring at his painting carefully with black and white smart eyes, looking at a painting with a strong emotional color The painting gradually took shape in his hands.

  The young man immersed in his own world seemed to be cut off from all disturbances. He used his slender fingers to hold a paintbrush to outline and color on the drawing paper so earnestly. The pupils in his eyes reflected that there was nothing but the painting in front of him.

  Although Nuan Nuan doesn\'t understand painting, she can clearly feel that her cousin\'s paintings are different from the ones she saw in his studio before, but she can\'t tell what is different.

The three surfers also came out of the sea. Their hair was all wet. Gu Mingyu directly covered his head with a dry towel. They were all taken down.

  Gu Nan\'s eyes are deep, his thin lips are pursed and his expressionless expression looks very cold, but the short black hair sticking to his forehead seems to soften his facial contours, making him look younger.

"What are you doing?"

  Gu Mingli walked over casually with a surfboard in one hand.

   Nuan Nuan hurriedly put her index finger on her lips and made a silent movement, her mouth was open and she spoke in a soft, milky voice.

   "My cousin is drawing."

  Gu Mingli raised his eyebrows and smiled, and walked a few steps to the back of Bai Mohua. He also noticed that this guy seemed to be immersed in his own world, and he didn\'t realize that they had already landed.

  He had heard of the reputation of the genius of the white ink painter before, but he had never seen it.

One is because he didn’t know each other very well, and the other reason is that he doesn’t like these artistic things. He has seen some famous paintings on the Internet before, but he can’t appreciate those abstract and distorted ones anyway. painted.

  But when standing behind the white ink painting and looking at his painting, it was the first time that Gu Mingli was amazed by this kind of art that he thought he could not understand.

  The blue sea and blue sky seem to have no end in sight. On the high and surging waves, three relatively small humans are \'conquering\' the ocean.

  It is just a painting, but it makes people feel as if they are there, and really feel the exciting but refreshing excitement.

   "Awesome."

  He looked at the painting drawn by Bai Mo and muttered to himself.

Before, his white ink painting gave him the impression that he was "weak and inexperienced" and "looking at young teeth", a kind of ignorant stupidity, but now it is the first time for him to look at this person seriously, although he is not good looking. A bit too manly, but he really has a pair of amazing hands and an amazing brain.

   Otherwise, how could he remember so much and perfectly draw the scene at that time?

  Are all painters brains so powerful?

   "As expected of a talented painter."

  Gu Mingyu also stroked his chin in admiration.

  Although Gu Nan didn\'t say anything, his eyes fell on the painting for a long time.

   Really good.

  Time passed slowly, and Bai Mohua didn\'t know how long he had been painting. When he put down the brush, the overbearing fragrance from the tip of his nose made his stomach start to churn.

  It was already time for lunch, but no one went back. Instead, the bodyguards from the villa came over with barbecue grills and food to directly barbecue on the beach.

  Although it is quite simple to operate when watching other people grilling, but when it is really your turn to do it...

   "Wow! Why did this fire suddenly ignite, can it still be eaten after turning into this dark ghost?"

  Gu Mingli watched as the pitch-black flesh in his hand exploded.

  Nanfeng reminded from the side, "Si Shao, you put too much oil, and the fire raised by the low oil is easy to burn black."

  Gu Mingli, "Would it be delicious if you don\'t put more oil?"

  Even if the problem is pointed out, he will still feel that there is too little oil when baking again. At this moment, it seems that the brain and hands are not the same person.

   Brain: According to the last experience, this oil is enough.

  Hand: I think it needs a little more.

  Then...it accidentally went dark again.

  Gu Mingli "..." Fuck!

  Gu Mingyu sat on a chair, slowly flipping through the barbecue sticks in his hands.

   "I should be about the same?"

   It looks like it\'s cooked.

  He was quite confident in himself, and tasted it without hesitation.

  Three seconds later...

  He spat out the fish in his mouth expressionlessly.

  Why does the food he baked taste bitter?

"how is the taste?"

   Gu Mingli, who was burnt after baking twice, just walked over a little irritable.

  The expression on Gu Mingyu\'s face recovered instantly, and he even smiled, "Not bad."

   "Really? The two of us are brothers, there is no reason why you can bake me well..."

   As he spoke, he randomly blew on Gu Mingyu\'s grilled fish and stuffed it into his mouth, and then...

   "Bah! Gu Mingyu, you cheated me, did you put gall on it? What the hell!"

  Gu Mingyu laughed and ran away, it’s better to suffer alone than to suffer alone, if you can cheat one, you will be alone.

  At first, I still wanted to eat the warmth of the barbecue grilled by my brothers "..."

  Yes... I am a little afraid to speak.

  She and her little brother set their sights on Gu Nan, the last survivor.

   "Patter..."

  Gu Nan looked at the spilled barbecue sauce and the seafood in front of him stood silently.

  Nuan Nuan & Gu An "..."