Chapter 307

Lin Yiwei narrowed his eyes, as if thinking of something.

And the two have already started writing.

Rusty -

the two men first outlined the outline with pencils, and then slowly used shadows to distinguish the light from the dark.

When their outlines were outlined, people immediately began to talk in a low voice.

"Isn't this a schoolgirl?"

"Well, indeed. So is the other. "

"Both of them painted sister Xuejie."

"Look at the outline that they drew, it's like a seven point spirit. It's a good portrait sketch. "

Left also saw these two people unexpectedly to draw oneself, her pretty face slightly red. In the heart dark anger these two people are also really, unexpectedly in front of so many people's face to draw oneself, hate to die.

These two people have been pestering themselves these days. They have been bothering them. Now, they can only make themselves hate them even more.

But then she looked up and looked at Lin Yi. She was expecting something in her heart.

She's so beautiful in her costume. If

Her heart leaped at the thought.

Ten minutes later, at this time, the man with golden glasses and the man with black nevus have completed the preliminary structure, and then there is a long time of detailed processing.

When the two of them dealt with the details, they surprised everyone again.

"as like as two peas, I'll go and see this eye, so smart."

"If you just look at these eyes, you can see that they are the eyes of the elder sister."

"This pair is not bad. Although the eyes are not as smart as that one, they are more popular and look more real."

All of them looked at the glasses on the two pictures and the eyes on the left.

Both of them think that these two paintings are wonderful.

Then they looked at Lin Yi again. He was still standing there, squinting slightly, as if thinking about something.

There was a trace of anger in his expression.

A moment later, the anger turned into worry and understanding;

and a moment later, this trace of worry and understanding turned into shock, admiration and shame

In short, Lin Yi was totally immersed in his own world.

Even on the left side, I don't know what the forest is doing at this time.

But at this time, because Lin is facing Wang Mo Lin from the side, Wang Mo Lin sees the expression change on Lin Yi's face, but his heart is bright.

From Lin Yi's point of view, he has already affirmed that Lin Yi not only did not throw away his paintings, but also made great progress.

His expression, which had not changed much, had a little comfort.

As a result, he already knew, who lost and who won. There was no need to keep reading.

But he still wants to see how far Lin Yi has progressed at this time.

A few minutes later, the two men also finished the details of the nose.

There was another burst of wonder.

"The nose is too similar."

"It's just like putting my sister in the copier and copying it."

"Your metaphor is too unkind, such a beautiful schoolsister, do you have the heart to press it into the copier?"

"In a word, they both draw too much like each other."

While admiring their painting skills, they are also wondering, "why hasn't Lin Yi started?"

"I don't know. Isn't he unable to draw it?"

"One class has passed, and the other two are almost finished. He doesn't start yet. Should we wait for another class?"

"He's either pretending or he can't draw at all. The last time he was good at calligraphy competition, but it was only calligraphy, sketch and calligraphy, which were very different. "

Zuo is also confused. What is Lin doing?

I really can't understand him more and more.

A few minutes later, both of them had finished drawing.

When people look at these two portraits, their eyes shine.

"The elder sister painted by brother Jinsi is elegant and refined. She is a beauty at first sight."

"The elder sister painted by brother nevus is simple and natural, closer to real people."

"One is equivalent to using special effects, and the other is more realistic, although it has no special effects. In short, the two students have their own merits. If I judge them, it's really hard to decide who wins or loses. "

"I don't know who won, but it's clear who lost."

The man said this and looked at Lin Yi.

Obviously, even Lin lost.

So far, I haven't started writing. Can we not lose?

Left also doubts very much, what medicine does Lin yihulu sell in the end?

In his doubt, Lin Yi's tiny eyes finally opened.

He seems to have just experienced some kind of emotional ups and downs, with a shimmer in his eyes.With a look of admiration on his face, he began to write.

Rusty and rusty -

he drew so fast that people couldn't see the movements under his hands.

Originally, he wanted to control the speed so as not to scare the students.

But at this time, he was completely immersed in his own emotions, and did not care about these.

In his pen, a sketch portrait is displayed on the drawing paper at a very fast speed, as if printed by a pinhole printer.

Everyone was surprised at the speed.

"What a fast hand speed!"

"I'm afraid it's a single dog of ten generations' cultivation."

"With such a fast hand, I can still draw such precise lines, I think!"

The mole man and the man with gold glasses are also surprised at Lin Yi's speed. But that's all.

Fast hand speed does not mean high level.

Fast hand speed can only show one thing: single time is long.

Lin Yigen didn't hear people's exclamation or notice other people's eyes. He was completely immersed in his world.

At such a high hand speed, a sketch is finished in just two minutes.

When the sketch appeared, the whole classroom was silent.

Everyone's eyes fall on this sketch.

……

For two minutes, there was no one talking in the classroom.

The whole classroom is so quiet that the sound of blood flowing in the blood vessels of many people can be heard.

All people's eyes, when looking at the painting, unconsciously become admirable.

Whether it's a boy or a girl;

whether it's a bold person or a small bellied person;

whether it's just in love or just broken in love;

whether it's just lost a hundred yuan or just picked up a hundred yuan

At this time, in their hearts, all the joys and sorrows have disappeared. There are only two words on their faces: admiration.

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