From that Korean city

On the top of Bread Mountain, the scenery that was originally surrounded by the sea of ​​clouds, because of a warm sunlight that penetrated the clouds and fell behind the mountain, reflecting a golden hue.

It was like wearing a golden gauze dress, shining and suffocating.

Many tourists raised their cameras, aimed at the beautiful scenery above their heads, and pressed their shutter buttons to their heart's content.

And under the sound of the shutter, somewhere on the top of the mountain, there was a quiet corner.

On the camping chair, Lin Yuner sat there with her white legs crossed, looking at the man opposite with gentle eyes.

Watching the brush in his hand running back and forth on the dye and canvas, although she sat in front and couldn't see how the other party was writing, she only needed to notice the smooth arc of his arm, which should be the kind of score.

Besides, even if the painting was not good, Lin Yuner would not laugh at her man.

Even this unfinished painting, she had already decided in her heart where it would go.

Thinking of the balcony of the master bedroom in Lin Yi's hometown, except for a display table, it seems a bit empty.

It should be nice to put this painting there later.

However, after thinking about the time it takes to complete the oil painting, Lin Yuner couldn't help but pursed her lips and tilted her head to look at the man opposite, "Teacher Lin~"

"What's wrong?"

Lin Yi, who was using brushstrokes to outline the material texture of the painting, temporarily put his mind aside after hearing Bambi's voice, and smiled like the other party with his head tilted.

"I heard that normal oil paintings take several hours, or even a day or a few days to complete. We won't stay here for so long, right?"

Lin Yuner said this not because she thought it was not possible, but was just worried about the weather.

Although the sunlight that appeared with the Tyndall effect just now was beautiful and sacred, the scene was fleeting. After all, the sky in the distance was still very dim, and it was obvious that the weather would not be very good.

According to the weather forecast time seen when climbing the mountain, there will be a heavy rain at noon or in the afternoon.

In this kind of weather, they don't have that much time to sit here and paint and flirt.

Facing Lin Yuner's worry, Lin Yi turned his head and looked at the sky on the sea in the distance, and smiled lightly, "Don't worry, it won't take that long."

As an art student, you can say that Lin Yi is lazy, that he is in poor health, that he is a scumbag, and a playboy.

But in terms of talent and expertise, he is still recognized by the tutors of prestigious schools.

And in the past ten years of his life, he didn't just get by.

In addition to making achievements in photography, he also went to Dafen Village in Pengcheng for a period of time in terms of painting.

There he learned a lot of techniques and colors, and what satisfied him most was the speed of painting.

Dafen Village, a small urban village famous for imitating world famous paintings, once occupied more than 70% of the international market for oil paintings, making the name of Made in China resound in art galleries around the world.

If nothing unexpected happens, there should be a documentary called "Van Gogh" being filmed in that urban village.

In his previous life, Lin Yi observed Dafen Village and felt that the most impressive thing about this village was not imitation or output.

But the self-formed "oil painting" assembly line.

For example, for a figure oil painting, you draw the general outline and pass it to me, and then I color the outline and pass it to the next person, who will outline the texture of the figure, and then others will complete the various parts of the oil painting.

In this assembly line, an oil painting can basically be completed in more than an hour, and then put aside to wait for drying.

Finally, it is loaded and shipped.

In his previous life, Lin Yi thought it was fun, so he went to Dafen Village to work on this assembly line, and finally, after more than ten years of technical accumulation, he integrated the techniques of ink painting into it.

This accelerated his speed in painting.

Although this technique is described by his mentor as ‘adding unnecessary details’, ‘messy’, and ‘showing off your skills’.

But after being appreciated by others, the finished product is considered to be good enough to be presented in a gallery.

So when Lin Yi heard Lin Yuner’s concerns just now, he immediately laughed, and his movements also sped up a little.

As time passed slowly, Paul, who had been standing behind Lin Yi, finally grinned. He originally folded his arms across his chest, and began to rub his rough jawline, his eyes full of shock and confusion.

It was clear that I couldn’t see the general picture on the canvas at the beginning, how come it suddenly became clear.

The sky, the mountains, the city, the sea, and the woman who occupied one-third of the painting.

The flowing hair, hat, and long skirt.

The cheeks, skin, eyes, lips...

Every stroke and every painting on the character seemed to have an indescribable aesthetic texture.

Under the rich colors, the scenery that combines reality and illusion is layered.

Then comes the delicate brushstrokes, which perfectly outline the texture of the static scenery inside, allowing people to clearly feel the separation between people and objects.

The unique perspective and composition of placing the scenery in the front and the characters in the back further demonstrates Lin Yi's unique artistic charm.

Even if there is only a corner of the sea water, the sparkling waves on the water surface can make Paul feel that they are dancing.

Don't underestimate Paul just because he is a security guard. As a former agent contestant, he has studied oil painting appreciation.

So he understood very well that there was only one reason why the painting in front of him gave him this feeling.

That is to say, the painter of this painting has reached a level of proficiency in various technical aspects such as the processing of light and shadow effects, the use of colors, and the outline of brush strokes.

Only in this way can people who see the oil painting feel the three-dimensional sense of the work.

And the most important thing is that I draw too fast.

Fast and good.

As the last stroke came down, Lin Yi threw the brush on the ground, twisted his wrist that was a little tired from not painting for a long time, and said with a smile, "Done."

As soon as he finished speaking, loud applause and sighs of emotion came from behind him.

"God, this painting is really beautiful."

"You are right, especially where the ray of sunlight shines on the top of the woman's head in the painting, dyeing her hat and hair a touch of gold. It really shocked me."

"Damn it, why was this painting painted by an Asian?"

"I really want one too."

"..."

Various praises, requests for purchases, angry sounds, etc. prevented Lin Yi from looking at Lin Yuner opposite him for the first time, but instead looked back at the situation behind him.

As a result, I found that the corner where there were originally few people was already filled with tourists.

Some took pictures with cameras, some took videos with mobile phones, and some were excited and wanted to pounce on them.

This scene was so frightening that Lin Yi quickly stood up and let the bullets come over to protect the drawing board. The dye was not finished yet, so he couldn't move around.

At this time, Lin Yun'er also came to Lin Yi's side with a smile on her face. She stood shoulder to shoulder with him and looked at the oil painting together.

With just one glance, Lin Yuner was so moved that her breathing became a little short.

After taking a few deep breaths, he turned to look at Lin Yi.

Although she doesn't know much about art at a deep level, Lin Yoona understands that there is basically a unique story hidden behind every painting.

Perhaps it is the artist's perception of life, perhaps it is a witness to a certain period of history, or it may be a catharsis of emotions.

These connotations and emotions hidden in the paintings can allow future generations to have a tacit resonance with the artist while viewing them.

At this moment, what the painting in front of her brought to her was that full spring of love.

At that first glance, Lin Yoona only saw herself on the canvas, and all the still life scenery around her became so indifferent.

Inside, her eyes were looking into the distance, but she could feel a strong tenderness from those eyes.

With a tacit understanding, she remembered the way she had been looking at Lin Yi just now.

Although there is no mirror here, Lin Yuner's crazy intuition is telling her that it is the gaze in the painting.

Exactly the same, no difference at all.

Thinking of this, she turned to look at Lin Yi, "Teacher Lin, you are so amazing."

All words of love seem extremely pale at this moment, and all that remains is admiration from the heart.

"Do you like it?" Lin Yi smiled.

"Like it? I'm crazy about it."

Looking at the oil painting again, Lin Yoona pursed her lips, "If the paint hadn't dried yet, I would have wanted to roll it up and put it away quickly, because I was always worried that it would be damaged."

As she said this, she also looked at the tourists who were being stopped and persuaded by Paul.

Fortunately, the bullet in front had already picked up the drawing board in his arms in time and looked at Lin Yi, "Sir, let's go over to the restaurant and find a place to sit."

It's not safe here.

Although Bullet didn't say the above sentence, Lin Yi had already heard it, so he nodded in agreement.

Then he took Lin Yuner's catkins, and with Paul's guidance, he soon arrived at the restaurant and bar on the top of the mountain.

After money cleared the way, several people got a comfortable position.

After carefully placing the drawing board in the innermost corner, Bullet then raised his head and looked at the others.

In other words, he looked at Lin Yuner opposite and smiled at him, as if to say: Don't worry, I will protect you.

Lin Yuner, who saw this meaning, also quickly smiled gratefully at Bullet. She had already chatted with Lin Yi, and she naturally knew that this person and the person next to her were her man's security guards at this time.

So she was relieved, and then she breathed a sigh of relief and looked sideways at Lin Yi, who was looking at the menu next to her, "What's there to eat?"

"They are all normal Western set meals, just order them."

Lin Yi simply flipped through a few pages, then handed the menu to Lin Yuner.

"By the way, when did you get here."

Just after Lin Yoona gave Lin Yi a surprise, he also gave him a super romantic backhand.

Therefore, the two of them never communicated about the special situation before, and it was only now that Lin Yi asked curious questions.

"It will arrive in the morning, when you get up. I want this, whichever one you want."

While answering the question, Lin Yoona ordered the set meal she wanted and asked the man next to her.

Lin Yi replied, "Just package A."

Across the way, Paul and Bullet also picked their lunches from another menu.

After the waiter came over to confirm the menu, Lin Yi continued to look at Lin Yuner with a serious expression, "Don't have any surprises next time. If you are happy, you are happy. If you are worried, you are really worried."

This is not the magic city of Yangcheng, Seoul, Busan, Tokyo, Hokkaido or the like.

In Rio de Janeiro, any accident that happens is not an accident, it is considered normal.

I thought of myself, Bambi, landing at the airport alone, then taking a taxi back to the hotel alone, and then rushing here from the hotel.

If something goes wrong during this period, Lin Yi will really go crazy.

"Okay, I'm not stupid."

Faced with Lin Yi's care and instruction, Lin Yuner directly took his arm, leaned her whole body against him, and answered happily.

"And I asked the hotel to pick me up. When I set off here, I also asked the hotel's special car to bring me here. It's not as dangerous as you think. Don't worry, I told you, I will take care of myself. "

The familiar words made Lin Yi dumbfounded, "Ah, can this be retaliated against me?"

"Of course, compared to others, I have never had any accidents." Lin Yoona said proudly.

"Then be careful. The hotels here are not that reliable. If you don't believe me, ask Paul. He is a retired agent. He knows best."

Paul, who was sitting quietly, didn't expect to be suddenly cut. Although he wanted to show that he didn't understand Korean, under Lin Yi's dense eyes, he still had to ask for help.

"Miss, what sir said is actually correct. If you happen to meet someone with ulterior motives when you appear, then even the hotel may become the other party's accomplice."

Seeing that Paul had been pulled out by Lin Yi, Lin Yuner was not a fool, so of course she would not continue to be stubborn.

So with a flick of his little hand, he hugged Lin Yi and started acting coquettishly.

The tone was gentle, and Xiufen hummed softly.

"I know, I won't do this next time, okay."

"Next time."

"Okay, okay, there's no next time. Let me surprise you in another way."

Lin Yoona, who was glared at, quickly changed her words, laughing continuously during the process.

Looking at this cute and charming Bambi, Lin Yi, who was always putting on airs, was quickly defeated. "Our relationship, do we need any surprises? Safety is the most important thing."

"Guilty, but surprise and romance are also necessary, it's the spice of life."

After finishing speaking, Lin Yuner raised her white and tender neck and pouted.

As a result, the next second, Lin Yi bit him directly in his mouth.

"If you are naughty, you should be beaten."

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

Snap.

A crisp sound fulfilled Lin Yuner's wish.