Lu Jianzhen was obviously frustrated.

Jin Li took a serious look at the painting and said honestly, "I don't think it's wrong."

Lu Jianzhen took a look at her and picked up a waste manuscript casually from the ground: "then look at this one."

Jin Li takes it.

At one glance, she said "eh".

Lu Zhengya also walked to her side and took a look.

Both found the problem.

It's obvious that this waste painting is more than the painting on the easel at the moment. The five features of the people in the painting have been clearly depicted.

The people on the painting are exquisite and beautiful. They are sitting in the flower house and slightly lifting their eyes and smiling at this side.

Everyone can see at a glance that this is a pear.

but she is as like as two peas, and more like a pear.

People who are not familiar with Jinli can never see it.

People who are familiar with her, such as herself, such as Lu Zhengya, such as Lu Jianzhen, who observes Jin Li carefully.

Lu Jianzhen looked at the expressions of the two of them and sighed, "do you see that, too?"

She rubbed her forehead with some headache: "I have countless looks of Jinli in my mind. I feel happy, angry and sad, but I can't express any more vivid pictures on the paper."

This feeling has not been felt for a long time since she grew older and more skilled in painting.

Both of them are laymen. I don't know how to help Lu Jianzhen come out of this situation.

There was silence in the studio.

Lu Jianzhen raised his head and gazed at Jin Li for a long time: "no way I'm sure I should remember you. "

She looked down at the drawing board again: "but every time I start, my hand is like being restricted by some force. I can't draw any charm of you at all."

Jin Li's eyes are slightly open.

Lu Jianzhen reminds her of this.

She thought she should understand.

They are gods and spirits.

How can ordinary painters, without permission, draw the spirit of immortals?

Jin Li stepped forward and put her finger on the drawing board, pretending to appreciate the painting.

After a while, she got up and looked at Lu Jianzhen and smiled: "elder sister, I think you are very good at this painting now. You should be too tired. Go to have some dinner and have a good sleep. Tomorrow you can draw a beautiful picture of me."

Lu Jianzhen subconsciously wants to refuse. She is usually lazy about everything, but her paintings are different.

How can she sleep if the painting doesn't satisfy her?

But when Jin Li looked at her with a smile, Lu Jianzhen felt hungry in his stomach, accompanied by a deep sense of tiredness.

She couldn't help nodding: "you're right. I'm really hungry. I'll go to eat and sleep for a while."

Lu Zhengya and Jin Li follow her. Lu Zhengya asks Jin Li, "you just did something?"

Although he could not see what Jin Li had done, he knew Lu Jianzhen well.

Under normal circumstances, Lu Jianzhen is absolutely not in the mood to eat a meal and sleep.

In the face of this person who knows his real identity, Jinli is also willing to share with him: "I know the reason why my sister can't paint me well. We immortals can't be painted by ordinary people unless they want to."

Lu Zhengya: "

Immortals?

He said in shock, "aren't you, mermaid?"

"Jin Li:"

She looked at Lu Zhengya angrily: "who told you I was a mermaid?"