Chapter 396：

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

"I'll be back this afternoon!"

Lin Xian replied without looking up.

Seeing him lowered his head and concentrated on drawing on the drawing board, Zhuang Cai couldn't help but smile.

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 big bags and walked forward quickly.

"My dear, what are you drawing?"

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

But at a glance, the whole person couldn't help being stunned.

Seeing her look like this, Nie Qingqing was very curious in her heart, and quickly walked to the balcony. She wanted to see what Lin Xian was painting to make Zhuang show such a surprised expression.

"Huh!"

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

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

The entire painting material is lifelike, and the fluff on the ears of the salted fish is clearly visible.

The most important thing is that a two-dimensional plane painting was drawn by Lin Xian 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 detail, and was using a pencil to sign his name and date on the lower right of the drawing paper.

Only then did Zhuang Tong come back to his senses.

I saw her asking incredulously: Honey, I remember that you didn't know how to paint before, did you?

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

At that time, he didn't even understand painting tools, so Zhuang Tong helped him choose them.

However, this was only a month, and Lin Xian had grown from a rookie who didn't understand anything.

Yiyue became a master of painting.

This tm...

Chapter 98—The Kiss of the Goddess of Luck

Did I cross?

At this moment, Zhuang Tong is a little skeptical of life.

This tm is not scientific!

Although she majored in dance, she has been in Jinyi for three years, and she knows a lot of art students, and the paintings she appreciates are even more unknown.

As the saying goes, you haven't eaten pork, haven't you seen a pig run?

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

It's no exaggeration to say that even Lin Xian's professor could not paint this painting.

Lin Xian raised his eyebrows, half-truth and half-truth: "At that time, if you didn't pretend to be cute, how could you have a chance to play?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Tong and Nie Qingqing raised their eyebrows, their expressions were slightly strange.

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

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

Nie Qingqing, who was next to him, suddenly realized: "It turns out that at that time, you were doing our routine!"

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

Maybe people have been learning painting since they were young?

In just one month, no one would believe that from a new development to a master.

But practice since childhood, become a master at the age of 18, although the chance is small, but it is not impossible

Compared with the previous reason, this is obviously more acceptable.

Genius, understandable.

There are monsters who are 8-year-old undergraduates, and 18-year-old painting experts seem to be very reasonable.

Zhuang Tonglou stayed on his neck, his eyes were full of small stars, and his expression admired: "My dear, what else can you not?"

"There are too many things that don't."

Lin Xian squeezed her cheek affectionately, and said jokingly: "If you work harder, you can do this too."

Of course, this is just a joke

Putting aside other things, only expert drawing skills, even with extremely high talents, will take 20 to 30 years to hone.

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

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

I looked at the time on the watch and found 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?"

"Anything!"

Nie Qingqing's ashamed voice was soft and soft.

She looks like this, and when the two of them were not together, it's a farewell to each other.

Zhuang Tong leaned his head on Lin Xian's shoulder, and said lazily: "Wandering all afternoon, so tired. Honey, I don't want to cook tonight."

"Then go 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!"