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Chapter 83 Its childs play

When Huang Shaonan and the other three heard the noise, they realized that there was another contestant. They moved over and were immediately shocked when they saw the unfinished painting!

The coloring is rich, red and gold, the lines are dense and prosperous, and the depiction is exquisite and rich, giving people the most intuitive visual impact. Even people who don't know how to draw will be amazed when they see such gorgeous colors.

This... Huang Shaonan, who knows how to paint, has been amazed by it. He said that his painting skills are so good, and his ability to study colors is beyond the reach of ordinary painters. This is not a lie at all!

Huang Shaonan felt that he had missed the most exciting process.

The figure has been roughly painted, only the facial features are missing, but when he saw this Xie Fu closing his eyes like an old monk in trance, Huang Shaonan was extremely surprised. Only a true master of painting can strive for excellence and perfection.

Xie Fu closed his eyes, Sister Xia'er's hands were so soft that it made people reluctant to open their eyes, oh! She could also play the strings, it was like a hairspring caressing her face, it was intoxicating...

Huang Shaonan has been keeping an eye on Xie Fu. This person is very secretive. He is probably the one who wrote the poem in Qin Tower that day. It would be a joke for Du Ruquan to compete with him in talent.

Huang Shaonan suddenly saw a strange smile on the corner of Xie Fu's mouth, his brows twitching slightly, as if he was about to open his eyes. Has the master's inspiration come?

Xie Fu's eyes seemed to be about to open, but finally they didn't.

Huang Shaonan nodded slightly, well, it seems that it is still brewing. This attitude of striving for excellence and perfection is really a model for our generation to learn from!

The two old academics were not familiar with this. Seeing that Huang Shaonan was thoughtful, they nodded slightly and asked, "Shaonan, do you have any opinions?"

Huang Shaonan said seriously: "This is painting. The facial features of this figure are the most difficult to draw. Whether it is dead or alive depends on the finishing touch. Mr. Xie strives for the ultimate in rhyme and perfection, which is why he has been so late.

Put pen to paper."

The two gentlemen nodded as if they were taught.

Mr. Liu said: "However, I think he seems to be very comfortable and enjoying himself."

Huang Shaonan smiled slightly and said: "Sir, God is flying to the sky, and his face has a peaceful and comfortable look. You can see that Mr. Xie's forehead is slightly sweaty, but he is actually thinking hard and working hard to create a good painting."

The two old gentlemen nodded slightly, "It's exactly what you said. I never expected that there are people in the younger generation who are so dedicated."

Tantai Heqing listened to the three people talking nonsense, and the pretty boy was clearly enjoying himself. He scolded coldly: "I can't draw anymore!"

Xia'er was so frightened that she quickly shrank her hands.

Xie Fu breathed a sigh of relief and almost fell into it, unable to get out.

When Huang Shaonan saw Xie Fu opening his eyes, he quickly asked: "Master Xie, has your inspiration stopped?"

Xie Fu murmured: "It's broken, it's broken." There was regret in his tone.

Hearing this, Tantai Heqing said "Yeah", maybe I really interrupted his inspiration, and couldn't help but look at him with pity and a little guilty.

The sound of "Ah" made Xie Fu's heart tremble. Looking at Tantai He's expression of emotion, he trembled all over and immediately continued painting with a pen in his mouth.

The tip of the nose is slightly dry and slightly moist, the eyes are eye-catching, the eyebrows are touched, the lips and nose are dotted, and the facial features are completed in one go.

Finally add peonies, pond rocks and bamboo as the background.

Huang Shaonan felt that he had not missed the most exciting part. He looked at the painting intently and saw that Miss Tantai in the painting was as real as life, with expressive eyes, charming style, three-dimensional skirt and gorgeous color, making her look dignified and luxurious...

When Tantai Heqing looked at herself in the painting, she felt something else.

Xie Fu's wonderful painting vividly depicts her beauty, dignified and noble temperament, graceful charm, and the expression of her stretched eyebrows, eyes, and smile at the corners of her mouth is even more vivid.

The painting does not show what she saw, but the shy and charming eyes of the person in the painting are full of associations and endless aftertaste.

Tantai Heqing himself couldn't help but wonder, am I like this? When did I become so charming and enchanting? Suddenly, her heart palpitated. This scene seemed to be a scene from yesterday. She looked at the painting again.

Those two slightly upturned lips were like two crescent moons, red and rouge, and a sweet breath came out through the paper. This person actually...

He turned to look at Fu Xie. Now it was Xiaoqiu's turn to rub his cheek. Butler Kong was admonishing him: "Xiaoqiu, please be gentle."

Tantai Heqing felt ashamed in her heart. She should be gentle or gentle, just tear his mouth apart harder. How dare you paint me like this? Where does this make her lose her face!

Huang Shaonan clapped his hands and said loudly: "It's an eye-opener, it's an eye-opener." His tone was filled with admiration involuntarily, and he asked respectfully: "Master Xie, what can you say about this painting?"

Xie Fu thought that Huang Shaonan asked where this love and scene came from, so he responded with a smile: "Every time you express love, you should smile with your eyes, and you should know each other even if you don't say anything."

Tantai Heqing's heart trembled as he listened. At that time, the two of them looked at each other without speaking for a long time, but their eyes seemed to be communicating with each other for dozens of words. Didn't they agree with the saying "We should know each other even if we don't speak".

But it is really too much to put her feminine mood in the painting like this.

Huang Shaonan couldn't help but blurted out and praised: "Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!" He said three Taozi in succession, and gently looked towards the real person. When he saw Tantai Heqing's cold face, he immediately shut his mouth tightly.

If it's a romantic woman, then Miss Tantai is the head of the Tantai family after all. She is dignified and noble. Wouldn't it be frivolous for Mr. Xie to paint her in this state?

Bold! Bold! Huang Shaonan only dared to say this in his heart. Now he can see that Mr. Xie is a romantic and talented man, and he just loves to play.

What kind of brass legs, what kind of escort, he is just looking for fun and experiencing a different life. With his talent and knowledge, he will not cause a storm if he is placed in a brothel.

Although Tantai Heqing felt annoyed, he still looked at it seriously and carefully.

This painting is really unforgettable. Suddenly I caught a glimpse of a black mole on the ear and neck of the person in the painting. I felt as if someone was spying on my most secret thoughts. My whole body started to tremble, and a thousand shames surged into my heart...

Even the mole was looked at so carefully. At this moment, Tantai Heqing felt as if she was standing naked in front of him. He couldn't let others look at this painting anymore, so he blurted out: "Steward Kong, put the painting away."

Butler Kong was stunned for a moment, but still did as he was told.

Huang Shaonan gently persuaded, "Miss Tantai, the ink is not dry yet."

Tantai Heqing glanced at Huang Shaonan coldly, as if to say, do you have the right to speak here?

Huang Shaonan's identity was not much better than that of Du Ruquan, so he naturally did not dare to offend Tantai Heqing. He received a cold look from Tantai Heqing. Although he felt a little unfair, he did not dare to argue.

At this time Du Ruquan shouted: "I've finished the painting!"

Du Ruquan was already sweating profusely after copying "The Painting of Jiang Fan Pavilion". He was very satisfied with his work. Perhaps he had performed exceptionally well in the face of pressure and was finally able to earn some face.


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