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Chapter 118: Painting

Chapter 118 Painting a painting

How do I prove that the character I have drawn is a painter?

Since the card is not in hand, you can’t show him the contents of the smart armband, right?

Then you can only use facts to prove that you are a capable painter.

"First of all, I painted a lot of very beautiful paintings, and each painting received compliments from hundreds of people."

First, brag about your own historical achievements. Just some fake names can scare many people. Zhong Jiuyin is very familiar with this step.

"Several of them have been published in famous local pictorial magazines and newspapers, and some of them have been bought by my enthusiastic fans and posted at home just to enjoy them every day."

Yan Cheng nodded, and then helped remove the exaggerated content and preserve the dry truth——

"You have painted a lot of paintings and hung them at the door. Neighbors passing by have stopped to take a look. Although your ability has not been recognized by serious organizations, because the number has increased, the paper used is good and the price is low, so there are quite a few neighbors.

I bought it and stuck it at home to block the mess on the wall."

"..." Zhong Jiuyin drooped his eyelids, his eyes pointed at him like two machine guns, "You want you to interpret so much?"

Yan Cheng couldn't help laughing for some reason.

Yan Cheng: "..."

Zhong Jiuyin took the piece of paper from Yuan Yi's hand, folded it twice and stuffed it into Yan Cheng's hand.

Zhong Jiuyin took off the cap of his pen and wrote the word "Captain" on the paper, then clicked a little more.

Zhong Jiuyin drew the second circle solemnly, warning him sternly as he drew: "Don't disturb the artist when she is transforming her inspiration. You may kill the birth of a unique painting."

Liang Zhigeng wanted to ask another question, but when Zhong Jiuyin turned his wrist, he immediately disappeared.

[Follow the hot search points below. How does this look like Zhong Jiuyin is rubbing against Yan Cheng? Can you please stop being fake and wasting my expression of watching the excitement]

"..." Yan Cheng felt conflicted. He felt uncomfortable just now, but now he wants to laugh again. "What's the meaning of that glance? Is there any connection between what's lying on the ground and what you drew?"

After all the nonsense, everyone present opened their mouths and didn't know what to say.

She continued to draw the second pair of match legs, the third circle, the third pair of match legs...

Yan Cheng was silent for a moment and then said: "Indeed...it shows your excellent painting skills very well."

Being driven to Liangshan to be a hero, Zhong Jiuyin squinted his eyes and stared at Yan Cheng for half a minute, then resolutely took over the pen and slapped the drawing paper on the wall.

GaGa music on the barrage.

"Paper, hold it steady for me," she said casually to the person next to her, taking a deep breath, "look at me finishing the ink into a painting in one go."

Liang Zhi glanced at them with strange eyes.

Zhong Jiuyin liked his energetic mood very much, and she tended to speak in his direction.

"I can paint now. I am a very capable painter."

"What you want is the artistic conception, do you understand?"

When Yuan Yi met Zhong Jiuyin, he always spoke with a smile and his eyes were bright. If he really had a tail, it would be wagging excitedly and dragging it down on the ground in embarrassment.

"Since you appreciate it so much, I'll give it to you."

[It turns out that I had the potential to become a painter back then, and the stick figures I drew were much better than this]

"You can't tell anything special about him from his physical appearance, but you can recognize him by writing his name, right?"

[I stepped on the horse hahahahahahahahaha I thought she was pointing at the incomplete circle and said that the corpse was mentally retarded hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha]

Yuan Yi raised the painting to cover his face, which was holding back laughter, and turned it around to show it to everyone and the camera.

I started drawing a circle first, then turned to look at the fake corpse in the field, thought for two seconds, and carefully added matchstick legs to the circle.

Yuan Yi pursed his lips and smiled restrainedly. Just as he was about to speak again, Yan Cheng pressed his finger on the paper and made a slight "click" sound.

The implication is that the resemblance between the round head and the captain's corpse seems to be unrecognizable, which is the reason why his eyes are crooked.

She pointed to an incompletely drawn circle head, raised her chin and said, "This is an allusion to the horrific fact that they were brutally murdered. The whole painting has a realistic and artistic conception, and it is truly a masterpiece. In addition, it shows people who were forced to do so at will by others."

The fact that it was created with just a few strokes of a brush is enough to show that the person who painted it is a very powerful painter."

Yuan Yi was laughing until she couldn't hold the paper steady. She finally stamped two dots on each circle and looked up, down, left, and right. She was very satisfied with this finishing touch.

Zhong Jiuyin immediately turned around, straightened his posture and started painting.

"That's because you don't appreciate it," Zhong Jiuyin used the pen as a pointer and pointed at the picture, "This is the captain..."

The marker was a bit thick, and since it was attached to the wall, the way she held the pen was a little weird.

Ai Yuanyuan watched the whole process, suppressed her uncomfortable thoughts, and said: "This... is indeed at a level that can only be used as wallpaper."

Zhong Jiuyin was very satisfied with his knowledge and continued to explain.

"Captain?" Liang Zhi looked at the circle match leg, and then looked at the captain's body on the ground with confusion. He pushed up his glasses and asked, "Where did you infer...from?"

[Yan Cheng: I really want to throw it away~but I can’t~]

He didn't put it away, and he didn't put it away. It was like picking up a rotten leaf when passing by a favorite plant. If he wanted to take it back and make a bookmark, he was afraid that he would never want to read that book again.

Ah, so perverted.

So he put the pen cap on, waved his hand and said to Yuan Yi, "Show me."

[Painter, you must be a painter. Today’s painting world needs fresh blood like you, otherwise you will not be able to highlight the power of others]

"The captain's corpse is larger, emphasizing his specialness among the corpses on the ground. The corpses around him are surrounded by him, with limbs of different lengths and bends, telling the story of the terror they experienced during their lives, and here -"

Under Zhong Jiuyin's gaze, the voice became lower and lower until it was silenced.

She is stunning, what is she afraid of?

The perverted Yan Cheng maintained his gentle and courteous manner and continued to invite Zhong Jiuyin to prove that she was a painter.

They also very considerately applied for paper and pen from the program team and asked "a capable painter" to draw a picture of the scene they are currently in.

Yan Cheng: "...Okay, you continue."

Yan Cheng stretched out a hand to hold down the left side of the paper. Yuan Yi held down the right side and said with a smile: "Sister Yin, this is a marker, there is no way to put ink into a picture."

Just now, Yan Cheng was clearly like a hateful boy who deliberately pulled a girl's hair. He used that cold face to get others to look at her, and even glaring at her made him feel happy.

[That’s right, seeing that they were all trending, I thought they were tearing up Yan Cheng’s clothes and throwing them at him just like the first issue. The person who compiles the trending searches is too busy to find someone to work three shifts in an electronics factory.]

[There is no way, the current environment in the entertainment industry is like this, explosion-proof we are small and transparent, if we are not popular, our character is not good, so if you are poor, do you mean you are a bad person? 】

[When I followed Zhong Jiuyin, I expected that she would be hacked. However, after digging for a long time and half a month, I fabricated some scandalous information about her bad character. Why didn’t you say that eating three bowls of food in one meal was a waste of food?

Woolen cloth】

[Zhong Jiuyin is so interesting, and her fans are also so interesting, I want to be her fan!]

(End of chapter)


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