[041] The beautiful girl was shocked

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"Wow!" Over there, Ling Xiaotong found that her painting was no worse than Su Xiyi, and she snorted excitedly!

"You're actually there too?" Deng Meiji stood up and said a word, interrupting Ling Xiaotong's excitement.

"Ahh

According to just now, Deng Meiji was not angry when she talked to Ling Xiaotong in front of Su Xiyi and so many classmates, and now she should be extremely disgusted with him. But on the contrary, Deng Meiji not only didn't think so, but also walked over curiously.

"What are you blocking, isn't it just a broken painting, something unsightly. With that, he came over and pulled Ling Xiaotong's arm in front of him.

This time, Deng Meiji was dumbfounded, the absolute realist painting style!

It's so similar!

Although, in painting, it is not like, it is good, otherwise there would be no abstraction and the like, but the painting is so close to reality, just like a photo! It is definitely not something that ordinary people can make! Realistic attention, super realistic and realistic painting style!

"This, this, this is what you painted?!" Deng Meiji was dumbfounded, and her mouth couldn't be closed. What Ling Xiaotong gave her was not just the initial curiosity, it was simply shocking, so shocking that she couldn't accept it.

"......" Ling Xiaotong didn't speak, this fool also knew that he painted it, and he was here alone, who else could paint it. But he was also worried, he was worried about how he would explain.

"Ling Xiaotong, you still play pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, right?" Deng Meiji didn't breathe: "How many years have you been learning to paint? Which teacher did you learn from? Why are you pretending to be a rookie? Are you an apprentice of François Millet? Ling Xiaotong, are you ......?"

"Stop, stop, stop!" Ling Xiaotong couldn't stand it anymore, and if she continued to chatter, her ears were calloused: "Listen to me, I really haven't learned, I really didn't draw this just now." ”

"No!but!can!" Deng Meiji unabashedly denied his answer word by word!

Although it is just a simple apple and an orange, if you are not a master of realism, you will not be able to paint so realistically! Do you know what the masterpiece of hyperrealism is? Everyone knows it!

Mona Lisa's Smile!!

It was the object of eternal imitation by the painters of realism and Dadaism!

Ling Xiaotong tore off the drawing board and paper, crumpled it into a ball in a few clicks, his head drooped, and he looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water: "Beautiful girl, you are just chirping and making a fuss here, just now you are dazzled, what kind of realism you are talking about, what Maitreya is, I don't understand at all!"

Mei Niuer, this title, has been with Deng Meiji for a lifetime.

"Don't scream! Okay, you Ling Xiaotong, I'll poke you out tomorrow about pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!" Deng Meiji is actually the same as Su Xiyi, and she always feels an inexplicable good impression of such a talented boy.

"Hehe, I'll just say that you drank too much, had dizziness, and hallucinated. Ling Xiaotong looked like a scoundrel: "Beautiful girl, do you think everyone will believe that I am a master of that doctrine?"

Deng Meiji pinched her temples hard and calmed down: "Ling Xiaotong, do you really want to talk to me?"

"Talk, talk about, talk about love, hey, medium, I don't dislike you. Ling Xiaotong looked slanderous.

"Get out!" Deng Meiji kicked him angrily: "I've already found out, what are you pretending to be? ”

Ling Xiaotong smiled bitterly, if he said that he had an ability, he would probably take a second kick: "Okay, I admit you, I am the one...... Fran is the apprentice of V. Miller, and it is become. ”

"You die! François Millet died in 1875!" "Deng Meiji was really angry with this guy.

"Pretty girl. Ling Xiaotong suddenly lowered her face: "Then I'll tell the truth." ”

Deng Meiji is listening.

"I, actually, François Millet...... Born again. Ling Xiaotong was calm.

Bang!

I can't dodge this second kick......

"It's my first time drawing, and if not, I'll be a king. It's the first time I've ever painted, and if not, I'd be the king. I'm really ......" Ling Xiaotong muttered as if she was a nervous disorder.

Deng Meiji said just now, as long as he says a hundred times in a row to become the eighth king, she will believe him!

"Okay, okay, then, how did you draw it. Deng Meiji was also tired of listening and interrupted Ling Xiaotong's words.

Ling Xiaotong definitely wouldn't tell the truth, but he just omitted the thing that he had abilities: "I just analyze the color, and then ...... (N hundred words omitted)"

"Genius!" After listening to Ling Xiaotong's words, Deng Meiji could only stare at a pair of apricot eyes and pop out two words.

"Meiniuer, this is what I was careless just now, I guess I can't draw it again, don't tell anyone about it. Ling Xiaotong took over: "I'm not a genius, nor am I a prodigy, I'm just an ordinary student." ”

"I said it, let you stop screaming!" Deng Meiji waited for Ling Xiaotong's glance: "Hey, why don't you want others to know." ”

"This is what I did! If you tell someone that I can't draw it in the future, they will think that I stole it, and then show it to you and say that I painted it myself. I'm embarrassed. ”

"Flutter, you're still afraid of being embarrassed. Deng Meiji laughed directly. Suddenly, she didn't seem to hate this anymore, and the man who occupied her first kiss yesterday even had a hint of impulse......

The two of them stayed until seven o'clock in one breath, and unconsciously, they became really familiar, from the beginning of self-familiarity, nonsense and fart, to the current natural form. Nothing to say.

With a grunt, Ling Xiaotong suddenly looked back, and said pitifully: "I'm hungry." ”

"Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner. Deng Meiji got up, packed her bag, and invited Ling Xiaotong.

"Don't, you said it, what kind of gutter oil and chicken anal oil are all these things outside, I really don't dare to eat them. Ling Xiaotong got up and patted her buttocks: "What's the matter, let's go back to our respective homes and find our own mothers." ”

"My mom isn't home. Deng Meiji's face was imperceptible, and a little complaint flashed. It's no wonder, who made her mother busy with business every day.

"Oh, yes. Your dad isn't here, either. Ling Xiaotong continued, after listening to Su Xiyi in the morning, and then thought about it again, he still seemed to have lost something.

"How do you know?" Deng Meiji was shocked.

"Hey!" Ling Xiaotong slapped his head: "Yes, the key! Yours have been found?"

Deng Meiji took out Ling Xiaotong's key and threw it to him: "How do you know that my key has also been lost!"

"I know you went to your aunt's house yesterday. Ling Xiaotong's key was lost, and his mouth was full of joy, so he hurriedly went to put away the antique sunglasses.

"Cut, listen to what Xiyi says. Okay, let's go, let's go eat. "Deng Meiji is already wearing a shoulder bag.

"Where are you going?" Ling Xiaotong felt that when she was eating out, how could she make the girl pay for it, but it was a pity that she was shy in her pocket, and the more than 200 quick money was still from Ji Feichen.

"Whatever, you say. Deng Meiji shrugged her shoulders.