I Just Want to be a Shenhao Quietly

After regaining his senses, Zhuang Tong asked while changing his shoes, "Dear, when did you come back?"

"I'll be back in the afternoon!"

Lin Xian replied without raising his head.

Zhuang Cai couldn't help showing a smile when he saw him bowing his head and concentrating on painting on the drawing board.

She helped Lin Xiantao with this set of painting tools.

It is precisely because of that encounter that I have a happy life today.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Tong put down the large and small bags and walked forward quickly.

"Dear, what are you painting?"

Zhuang Tong pecked him on the face and turned to look at the drawing board.

But at a glance, the whole person could not help but stunned.

Seeing her like this, Nie Qingqing was extremely curious in her heart, and followed quickly to the balcony, she wanted to see what Lin Xian painted, so that Zhuang could show such a surprised expression.

"Well!"

Looking at the painting on the drawing board, Nie Qingqing couldn't help but let out a soft cry, stunned.

This painting is not complicated, it is the salted fish napping in the cat's den.

The whole painting is lifelike, and even the fluff on the salted fish's ears is clearly visible.

The most important thing is that a two-dimensional flat painting was stunned by Lin Xian's drawing with a 3D effect.

Through the use of light and color, Zhuang Tong and Nie Qingqing have an illusion.

At this time, Lin Xian filled in the last details and was using a pencil to sign his name and date on the bottom right of the drawing paper.

Only then did Zhuang Tong regain his senses.

I saw her asking in disbelief: Dear, I remember that you didn't seem to be able to draw before, right?

A month ago, when she met in the back street of Jinyi, she clearly remembered that Lin Xian said that he wanted to learn painting.

At that time, he didn't even know how to paint tools, so Zhuang Tong helped him choose them.

However, in just one month, Lin Xian has grown from a rookie who knows nothing to

Yiyue became a master in the world of painting.

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Chapter 98 Kiss of the Goddess of Luck

Did I pass through?

At this moment, Zhuang Tong has some doubts about life.

This tm is unscientific!

Although she is a dance major, after all, she has been in Jinyi for three years, and she knows a lot of art students, and the paintings she admires are even more ignorant.

As the saying goes, have you never eaten pork and seen a pig run?

With so many art students in Jinyi, I still have the ability to appreciate art.

It is no exaggeration to say that even Lin Xian's painting, none of their Jinyi professors could draw it.

Lin Xian raised his eyebrows and said half-truth, "If you didn't pretend to be new at that time, how could you have a chance to play?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Tong and Nie Qingqing raised their eyebrows, looking a little weird.

"You... did it on purpose at that time?" Zhuang Tong said in surprise.

Lin Xian smiled and said, "What do you think?"

Nie Qingqing next to him suddenly realized: "So at that time, you were playing tricks on us!"

If this is the case, it also explains why Lin Xian can draw so well.

Maybe people have been learning to draw since childhood?

In just one month, no one will believe that he has progressed from a rookie to a master.

But practice since childhood and become a master at the age of 18. Although the probability is small, it is not impossible.

Compared with the previous reason, this one is obviously easier to accept.

Genius, understandable.

There are monsters who are 8-year-old undergraduate students, and 18-year-old painting experts, which seem very reasonable.

Zhuang Tonglou rested on his neck, his eyes were full of small stars, and he looked adoring: "Dear, what else is there that you can't?"

"There are too many things that won't work."

Lin Xian kissed her cheek affectionately, and joked, "If you work harder, you can do it too."

Of course, this is purely a joke

Aside from other things, it takes 20 to 30 years to hone the expert-level painting skills, even with extremely high talent.

Zhuang Tong wrinkled his nose and said playfully: "Forget it, I'll just be a salted fish quietly. It's not suitable for me to work hard or something!"

Putting down the drawing board, Lin Xian stood up and stretched.

I looked at the time on my watch and realized that it was five o'clock.

Holding the two little lovers from left to right, Lin Xian smiled and said, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"It will be all right!"

Nie Qingqing's shy voice was as soft and soft as ever.

The way she looks now is completely different from when the two were not together.

Zhuang Tong rested his head on Lin Xian's shoulder and said lazily, "I'm so tired after walking around all afternoon. My dear, I don't want to cook tonight."

"Then let's eat out!" Lin Xian suggested

Zhuang Tong hugged Lin Xian tightly with his backhand, and said coquettishly, "I'm a salted fish, I don't want to move!"