"It's over!"
One hour later, Bai Qiong put down his brush, which is his fastest speed. You know, the general sketch exam has three hours.
He looks at his finished product. The woman in the painting is graceful and graceful. The woman gently lifts a wisp of green silk, which makes her more charming.
If he marks his own painting, he will get 99 if it is not 100!
Only such a perfect sketch can be worthy of such a perfect woman!
He gently breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at Liu fan, but found that he had stopped writing, quietly looking at himself.
"Finished?"
Liu Fan yawned again. Last night, the wolf dog woke him up in the middle of the night, which made him feel a little out of spirits this morning.
Bai Qiong said with a sneer, "have you finished painting? Or is it just blind painting? "
Liu Fan finished 10 minutes earlier than Bai Qiong, but in Bai Qiong's opinion, Liu fan is sure to lose!
Just from Liu Fan's painting speed and brushwork, he is sure that Liu fan can't paint at all!
"Think of it as my painting."
Liu Fan said with a casual smile that he didn't stretch.
"It's over at last. The scene of face beating is coming!"
"I feel a little sympathy at the thought of my brother's sad face."
"Who's to blame? The Han people outside the door have to compete with our professional counterparts. Is that asking for trouble?"
“……”
Xiaolan quickly picked up mingxinyue and complained in a low voice: "sister Xinyue, why do you have to be a model yourself? You can't move for an hour. Liu fan can't figure out what you're like!"
Mingxinyue said with a playful smile: "it's OK. It's tolerable to explore Liu Fan's mysterious road."
Mysterious road
Xiaolan's eyes trembled, and Xinyue really moved her mind to Liu Fan.
If Sister Li knew, she would not know how sad she would be.
At this time, it's time to announce the results. Bai Qiong takes the drawing board to mingxinyue.
Liu Fan took out a can of six walnuts to refresh himself.
And Zhang He behind him is still in place, a shock inexplicable appearance.
But no one noticed his face.
"Beauty, look at mine. Are you satisfied?"
Baiqiong presents his painting to mingxinyue.
Mingxinyue glanced, looked slightly surprised, nodded and praised: "well, it's really talented!"
Xiaolan also took a look, and her eyes suddenly became worried.
The white dome is like a picture. It's so lifelike.
What about Liu fan? Is he really OK?
White dome complacent smile, "can get beautiful woman's praise, is really honored, then I will give you this painting."
Mingxinyue smiles gratefully. She doesn't refuse or agree, but her eyes stare at the guy who is still drinking there.
"Liu fan, if you don't come here, do you want me to ask Xiaolan to invite you?"
Mingxinyue walked past with a smile, and the radian of her mouth was like a knife.
Liu Fan poured six walnuts, turned to Zhang he and said, "little brother, show my painting to this elder sister."
Zhang He nodded excitedly, carefully picked up the drawing board and handed it to mingxinyue.
"Dare to call me elder sister, you..."
Mingxinyue was just about to get angry. She was stunned in the next second, and her eyes were completely attracted by the painting in front of her.
This is an indescribable painting.
A girl in a long skirt looks out of the window with her fragrant cheek in her hand. Her side face perfectly presents the beauty of lines, and every stroke is to the end.
Especially those eyes, half sad and half hopeful, are the finishing touch of a painting, the correspondence between the window and the line of sight, and the light and shade of light and shadow, which make her return to her seventeen or eighteen year old youth.
At this time, she has only one idea
Love!