Chapter 112, Sentimental Two Fairies!

The stream is gentle, and the waterfall is pouring wildly. The mountains are colorful, making people feel like they are in a fairyland.

In October in the world, the fiery red maple leaves spread all over the mountains, like the setting sun. This is the origin of the name of Xixia Mountain.

By a stream deep in the mountains and forests, two young and lovely girls were sitting on a small pony and concentrating on painting with a drawing board.

They had obviously been here for a long time, and the gongbi drawings on the drawing board had already entered the stage of shading. The so-called shading is used to express the light and shade of the picture on the sketch drawn. Use two large white cloud brushes, one dipped in ink and the other dipped in water, and the ink is dotted first, and the ink is shaded with water before it dries, creating a natural transition.

Shading is the basis of the success of a painting, if the ink is too thick, it will be too dark, and if the ink is too shallow, it will appear blank. Therefore, the two little girls did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

After the last stroke was completed, Yuan Lin threw the brush in his hand into the tool box, carefully looked at the works on the drawing board, and said with a smile: "It seems that there is a piece that has not been shaded, it seems that the fire is still not good enough--- I can only paint this piece into a stone when dyeing." However, in this way, my "Sacrificial Xia Autumn Rhyme" can only be called "Sacrificial Xia Landscape". What a failure. ”

The girl wears white slacks, red slacks, and a white T-shirt with a cartoon pattern on the top. The cherry mouth is small and the bridge of the nose is straight. The skin is delicate and white, and the facial features are delicate and there are almost no blemishes. With long black hair and a shawl, she looks well-behaved and cute.

Without hearing the echo of his companion, Yuan Lin turned to look at Jiang Qin not far behind him, and shouted, "Kiss---- kiss, what are you doing?

Jiang Qin glanced up at Yuan Lin, quickly retracted his gaze and put it on the drawing board in front of him, and said, "Wait." I'm not done yet. ”

The long hair is tied into countless small braids, revealing a smooth and lovely forehead. Some people say that people who dare to show their foreheads are either handsome guys or beautiful women. This may not be suitable for everyone, after all, Sister Feng has also had such a hairstyle. But in this girl, it was fully fulfilled.

Sky blue skinny jeans, stained with a lot of paint, look a little old, but give people a sense of literature and art. The upper body is a small white vest, revealing a large piece of snow white on the neck and a sexy collarbone. Covered with a plaid striped shirt. The shirt is only buttoned at the bottom, which looks casual and stylish.

This is also a beautiful girl. At first glance, she and Yuan Lin are still somewhat similar.

However, a closer look reveals a clear difference between the two. Yuan Lin looks well-behaved and docile but has a smart personality, while Jiang Qin's clothes are ghostly, but they give people a lazy and soft feeling.

Both of them have contradictory looks and personalities, but they are perfectly combined.

Perhaps, this is what we often say that a person lacks and wants to chase something.

"Your drawing skills are better than mine, and the teacher also said that you are more talented than me. Usually you finish painting before me, why are you slower than me today?" A smile appeared on the corner of Yuan Lin's mouth, and he suddenly ran quickly towards Jiang Qin's location, and said, "What are you drawing, let me see." ”

Crash----

Jiang Qin immediately abandoned his pen, and quickly took out a piece of white paper from under the drawing board and put it on top of the painting he was shading.

Yuan Lin only saw a vague shadow, and couldn't determine what Jiang Qin was painting, so he pouted and said, "Jiang Qin, you don't pay attention to righteousness. I've shown you all my paintings, why don't you show me your paintings? Didn't you say you wanted to paint "Maple Falling Full of Streams?"

Not far from them was a small stream, the water of which was clear, and countless yellow maple leaves fell from it. Jiang Qin liked it very much at first sight, so he wanted to draw this scene. And gave it a name called "Maple Falling Full Stream".

"Yuan Lin, you hate it. Jiang Qin said with a red face.

"I hate it, don't I just want to see your paintings? If you want to see me, feel free. I'm not going to be as secretive as some people do. Hmph, be a thief. Yuan Lin said disdainfully. She suddenly seemed to understand something, looked at Jiang Qin with strange eyes, and said, "Jiang Qin, you can't be painting ---- that something, right?"

Jiang Qin's cheeks turned even redder, pretending to be reasonable, and said arrogantly: "How can I be a thief? What do I have to do to be a thief? My "Maple Falling Full Stream" has not been painted yet, of course I can't show it to you----- I want to show my work in the most perfect posture. It's still black and gray, why do you have to show it to you?"

"It's not. Yuan Lin glared at Jiang Qin with sparkling eyes and said, "It's not for this reason. There must be other reasons. ”

"Nope. ”

"Yes. ”

"I said no, no, no. ”

"I said yes, yes. ”

"Whatever you want. ”

"If you want to prove yourself, then show me your paintings. ”

"I won't give it. Why should I give you proof?"

"You are a thief. You thief. ”

"You're a ghost. Nasty. ”

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Between the red leaves and green grass, the two girls are arguing with each other, the delicate and a little embarrassed, the crisp and pleasant sound is like the jingling sound of the spring behind them, which makes people feel relaxed and happy, and makes people want to put them into the painting.

Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin lay side by side on the maple leaves in the grass, looking at the fiery red maple tree above their heads in a daze.

After a long time, Yuan Lin asked out loud, "Are you still thinking about him?"

"Want?" Jiang Qin sighed softly. "It's more nostalgic than thinking. ”

"That's still thinking. Yuan Lin said. "If a woman like us sighs for a man, she puts him in her heart. You can't fool me, because you can't fool yourself at all. ”

"At our age, it's too extravagant to say love. It's just a good memory in my life. In the future, we will experience countless such fragments, and these pictures are pieced together to be the love of our life. It's just that my time with him is too short. It's so short that I don't know what to recall now. ”

A gentle look, a touching love word, or even just an ordinary passing ---- can be the content of memories. Is he really that good?"

"It's not good at all. ”

"Then why can't you forget him? The best way to forget a relationship is to start a new relationship, you know, more than half of the guys on the grass list of our school like you---- are you really unwilling to give them a chance?"

"They're too naïve. Jiang Qin said.

"Yes. Yuan Lin nodded. "I know that sending flowers, snacks and writing love poems is not mature at all. The king should fight the sword and kill the Quartet. The concubine stroked the piano by herself, followed the husband with ups and downs, and accompanied the king to get drunk and laugh 3,000 times. Why don't they understand? A man must first go to the sword and kill the Quartet before he can win a beautiful woman who is willing to play the harp for him and accompany him to laugh drunk?"

"In the future, they will understand, right? Without the precipitation of life experience and the crawling and rolling in society, how can they have such a deep and painful understanding?"

"Alas-----" Yuan Lin sighed deeply.

"Alas------" Jiang Qin also sighed deeply.

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The two women are sentimental about their love and tragic fate that has ended before they have even begun, when they are awakened by the sudden shouting of a man.

"Jacob, here---- here---- oh, somebody is painting here. "The man spoke English and was supposed to be a foreign tourist visiting the area.

Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin hurriedly sat up from the grass, and saw a tall man with brown hair and blue eyes who was about to look through their painting folders, and hurriedly stopped them: "What do you want to do? ”

Thinking that this American might not understand Huaxia, Yuan Lin said it again in English and said, "Please don't want to look at other people's things at will without permission." This is very unethical behavior. ”

Here came three Americans, two Caucasians, and one Black. They all have the typical tall stature of Westerners, and they are also very good-looking. With a huge bag on his back and a professional-grade Hasselblad camera around his neck.

The sight of two beautiful little girls jumping out of the grass, like two little fairies falling from the sky, surprised the three Americans.

"Oh, sorry. The dark-skinned Jacob took the initiative to apologize to Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin. "It's my friend who is so rude, we should be half a peer, and I can't help but want to see someone drawing when I see ----"

He spoke Huaxia dialect, although he was not too fluent, but he had no problem communicating at all.

He pointed to the camera around his neck and said, "We're photographers." The photographer of National Geographic magazine in the United States---- you write down the beautiful picture in front of you on paper, and we will record the beautiful picture with the lens. We are all artists. Isn't it?"

Hearing that the man claimed to be a photographer from National Geographic magazine, Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin were a little relieved. National Geographic is one of the world's most famous travel landscape magazines, and both of them are die-hard fans of National Geographic.

After reading the magazine for so many years, I now see their staff, and I have a sense of surprise and kindness in my heart.

Seeing the two girls let their guard down, the smile on Jacob's face became even more charming. He took the initiative to stretch out his big hand to Yuan Lin and said, "Hello, I'm Jacob. This is my companion Mason. Oh, the one who shook hands with your friend was Burton----"

After the introduction, Jacob looked at the surrounding environment very professionally, and said to Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin: "Two beautiful young ladies, I have a very important thing I want to ask you---- please agree to me." ”

"What?"

"Would you like to be our model?" said Jacob, with a look of sincerity.

(PS: 1, I didn't change the cover!2, everyone should develop a good habit of voting for red votes and monthly tickets!3, please!)