Lu Jianzhen was obviously a little frustrated.

Jinli took a serious look at the painting and said honestly: "I don't think there's anything wrong with this painting." ”

Lu Jianzhen glanced at her and casually picked up a scrap manuscript from the ground: "Then look at this one." ”

Jinli took it.

After just one glance, she said "huh".

Lu Zhengya also walked to her side and took a look.

Both found the problem.

This scrap sketch is obviously more painted than the painting on this easel, and the facial features of the person in the painting have been clearly depicted.

The person in the painting is delicate and beautiful, sitting in the flower room and smiling at this side with his eyes slightly raised.

Anyone can tell at a glance that this is a golden pear.

But she is not like Jinli, but more like another person who looks exactly like Jinli.

People who are not familiar with Jinli will never be able to see it.

can be familiar with her, such as herself, such as Lu Zhengya, for example, Lu Jianzhen, who observes Jinli in detail.

Lu Jianzhen looked at the expressions of the two of them and sighed: "You can see it too, right?"

She rubbed the corners of her forehead with a headache: "I have countless brocade pears in my mind, joy, anger and worry, but no matter how smart the picture is, I can't express it when it falls on the drawing paper." ”

This feeling has not been felt for a long, long time since she got older and her painting skills have become more and more proficient.

Both of them are laymen, and they don't know how to help Lu Jianzhen get out when they encounter this kind of thing.

There was silence in the studio.

Lu Jianzhen raised his head and stared at Jinli for a long time: "It shouldn't be...... I'm pretty sure I should remember you. ”

She looked down at the drawing board again: "But every time I use the pen, my hand seems to be restricted by some force, and I can't draw any of your charm at all." ”

Jinli's eyes widened slightly.

Lu Jianzhen's words reminded her.

She thought she should have understood.

They are immortals, and they are spiritual.

How can a mortal's brush, without permission, paint the "spirit" of a god?

Jinli stepped forward and lightly rested her fingers on the drawing board, pretending to be looking at the painting seriously.

After a while, she got up, looked at Lu Jianzhen and smiled: "Sister, I think you are painting very well now, you should be too tired, go have some dinner, sleep well, and you will definitely be able to draw a beautiful mine when you get up tomorrow." ”

Lu Jianzhen subconsciously wanted to refuse, she was usually lazy and lazy about everything, but the painting was different.

If she can't draw something that satisfies her, how can she sleep?

But Jinli looked at her with a smile, and Lu Jianzhen felt hungry in his belly, accompanied by deep tiredness.

She couldn't help but nodded: "You're right, I'm really a little hungry, I'll go eat something and sleep for a while." ”

Lu Zhengya and Jin Li followed behind her, and Lu Zhengya asked Jin Li: "Did you just do something?"

Although he couldn't see what Jinli had done, he knew enough about Lu Jianzhen.

Under normal circumstances, Lu Jianzhen definitely didn't have the heart to eat and sleep.

Facing this person who knows his true identity, Jinli is also willing to share with him: "I know the reason why my sister can't draw me well, we immortals, unless we are willing, otherwise, it is absolutely impossible for mortals to draw Shen Yun." ”

Lu Zhengya: "?"

Immortal?

He was shocked, "Aren't you, mermaid?"

Jinli: "?"

She looked at Lu Zhengya angrily: "Who told you that I am a mermaid?"