Chapter 715

It's not difficult to draw. Children of three or four can draw.

But to draw out the charm and unique temperament of the characters, we need keen observation, delicate brushwork and calm heart.

Pei Ming looks at Qin Ning's delay in writing, but Luo Xi is worried when he draws half of it.

"What if Qin Ning loses?"

Other people also have this worry, but now the situation is like this, even if she can't draw well, she has to draw.

Ji Ji heard someone say that Qin Ning would lose. He sneered, "a woman who can't match Luoxi. Do you think Han Junyu used to like her? Is she blind?"

"Quarter, you say less sarcastic, it is not you make, you are a pit goods." Pei Ming talks back.

"Tut, she's my sister. I'll pit people, and I won't pit my own."

Quarter of their own will be pitfalls, admitted very candid.

"Why do you think she will win?" Cheng Mo asked the core question.

Quarter handsome face is still hanging with a cynical smile, "these four years, this girl in order to draw money, two children, painted works, there are no 1000, there are 800, her works I have been pressing did not come out, otherwise will certainly sell a lot of money."

One year is 365 days, and four years is only 1400 days. In the past four years, Qin Ning was pregnant and convalescent. As long as she could sit up, she would draw and read some books about painting to pass the time.

Later, she got better and wanted to go out to earn money. Without her permission, she was allowed to continue painting. If her works were sold, the money would be the living expenses of the two children.

With his words, she is more attentive to painting, whether it is windy or rainy, she will adhere to painting.

In order to hide her, he would not sell her works, otherwise someone would investigate her soon.

Qin Ning moved her position, but she didn't find the best position. She just put down her pen and went to the old man to ask.

"Mr. Luo, do you keep all the flowers and plants on the flower rack outside?"

When talking about his flower rack, Lord Luo was very proud. In order to support those treasures, he thought carelessly.

"Of course."

"What's your favorite one?"

"The second basin on the left of the second floor is often young."

Qin Ning nodded, went to the flower rack, and found the pot Chang young. Chang young is a very good-looking pine that has been pruned. He should have given it a name. "

she moved the pot of Chang Yong to the tea table to let the old man look at it.

"What are you doing, little girl?" Lord Luo doubts.

"Oh, I have a habit of painting, always looking for the best side." Qin Ning went back to her easel and finally found a good angle. She picked up the brush and sketched out the old man's appearance with a few strokes.

The people present have a certain art appreciation ability, and even many of them have learned painting, and their attainments are not low.

But see the pen in Qin Ning's hand, a few steps to outline the lines, beautiful amazing.

Whether it's Chinese painting or western painting, the line requirements are very high, and this little girl can reach this level at a young age.

Besides talent, it must be the result of hard work.

However, the line is not what Qin Ning cares about. After all, the line is just a supplement. If you want to express a person's spirit, eyes are very important.

So her focus is on Lord Lo's eyes.

"Wonderful, there is a legend about making the finishing point in ancient times. Although this idiom is well known to all, it is not necessarily seen by anyone. Little girl, you've opened my eyes. "

An old man with a long beard couldn't help praising him.

This old man is a friend of Mr. Luo and a former curator of the International Museum, Mr. Qi.

Mr. Qi was born in fine arts, and he has seen the works of famous artists in museums for many years. His appreciation ability is certainly not on the same level as that of ordinary people.

As soon as he saw Qin Ning's writing, he knew that the girl was different from others.

When someone takes a pen, she simply takes a pen. When this little girl takes a pen, it's like the pen is connected with her hand. What she draws is not just a picture, but a real picture of her heart.

She saw the beautiful, then a stroke, outlined the nature is beautiful.

When people heard the old man's praise, all the people who were watching Luoxi's painting gathered behind Qin Ning to watch.

Qin Ning doesn't care what people think. She paints the figure well, and is not in a hurry to paint. Instead, she looks for her bag, but she doesn't find what she wants. She is a little worried.

Pei Ming is strange. She asks her what she needs. After listening to what she says, her face becomes strange.

"Why do you want something all of a sudden?"

"The secret."

Qin Ning did not say the purpose, hoping that they would help her find what she wanted.

Han Junyu saw their movements, eyes complex, turned to leave, soon he came back, holding a big make-up bag."There should be something you need in it."

Hearing the man's low voice, Qin Ning looked at him in surprise. She suddenly thought that she was painting in Zhou's studio for the first time, and he was also looking for something to draw for her.

Familiar with the past suddenly reappeared, she was a little unprepared, quickly took things from his hands.

Han Junyu twisted his eyebrows and felt that the scene was somewhat familiar, but he could not tell why he was familiar.

But in his mind, there were some vague lakes. He saw the woman's smiling face, and she seemed to call him uncle Han.

Why, every time she called him uncle Han, he would be soft hearted?

Qin Ning was a little flustered. He opened the cosmetic bag and took several deep breaths before all the cosmetics were opened and colored a little.

People looked at Qin Ning can vividly show the pattern of Lord Luo, repeatedly exclaimed.

"The little girl has a unique idea. She can use cosmetics on the painting to enrich the color and increase the color of the characters. The most difficult thing is that it is more difficult to use these cosmetics than ordinary pigments, but you dare to challenge them. It's good, it's good."

"I think a million dollars is too cheap for this painting. Mr. Ji, does your girlfriend learn painting?" Someone inquired curiously.

Ji shook his head with a smile and said, "my girlfriend, painting is just for fun. Her major is eating."

“……” everybody.

Play can draw so well, also let professional people live?!

Luoxi listened to the praise of Qin Ning, but she couldn't see Qin Ning's works. She was upset, and the colored pen was shaking.

How well a student who has never taken a professional course can draw is that those people have never seen the world.

When she's done, they'll be blinded!

Ten minutes later, Luoxi finished the painting and showed it to Mr. Luo.

Lord Luo took his granddaughter's work and nodded with satisfaction, then passed it on to others.

"Luoxi Luoxi likes painting since he was a child. He has made some progress over the years. Today, he is also a disgrace."

Although Lord Luo humbly belittled his granddaughter, everyone could hear the pride in his tone.

Luoxi shyly bowed his head to see people holding her works, proud in the heart.

"I hope grandpa likes it."

Qin Ning also finished painting and took out her work. She put two pieces of paper on the tea table and showed it to Lord Luo.

When Mr. Luo saw her works, his eyes were filled with surprise.

In the painting, he is sitting in the living room, enjoying his favorite Chang Yong. His face is filled with joy, and he doesn't know what skills she has used. He looks very good on his cheeks, looks very healthy, and has a good look in his eyes.

In this painting, he is what he looks like now, but his mental state is ten years younger.

"Mr. Luo, I wish you happiness and longevity."

At the end of the painting, Qin Ning wrote this sentence, which can be regarded as the scene.

"Good, good, little girl, your work is good. No wonder Lao Qi wants to praise you."

Lord Luo even said two good things, obviously very satisfied with the painting.

Standing next to him, Mr. Qi stares at Qin Ning with admiration in his eyes, but he can't help but wonder, "little girl, how can you think of using cosmetics to color?" When it comes to coloring with cosmetics, Qin Ning coughs a few times.