"We can get together to record this show, and we always have to leave something special for this journey, so in the last task, we don't listen to the director, I propose, let's play our own. Lin Xiao proposed.

"Anything special, for example?" asked everyone with a look of interest.

"How about we draw a picture in a different way? There are no restrictions, we can play as much as we want. Lin Xiao thought for a while and said.

"How to play?" everyone was at a loss.

"For example, we can take paper and paintbrushes and go to other people to draw, and each person can draw a stroke, and make up 100 or 50, which I think is quite interesting. ”

"Yes, this is fun!"

"It's like, it's much more interesting than selling paintings from elementary school students. ”

"I can't complete the task anyway, so it's better to get some interesting drawings back. ”

"It's so happily decided, to hell with the director. ”

......

Director Zhu Fang naturally couldn't have known Lin Xiao's plan on their side, but she didn't say anything.

Originally, the task was to serve the show, but Lin Xiao and they rebelled, but it was more able to make the show more interesting, why didn't she do it?

In fact, she was also curious about what Lin Xiao would do.

Soon everyone gave their own ideas, first of all, Xu Shiyun, the painting she wanted to do was to let everyone use the palm print to "take a group photo" together.

Li Zhaojun was even more interesting, he took out a large oil canvas and spread it on the road in front of the stall, and then used the oil paint to drip on it, and then covered it with a layer.

She also named her painting "Footprints", which means that if you let passers-by walk over and step on it, the oil paint underneath will naturally spread on the canvas.

Concubine Chu directly used the idea that Lin Xiao said before, took the canvas and paintbrush, and went outside to find passers-by to add a stroke at will.

Yu Qing first drew the outline of a human face on the canvas, with no facial features and no hair, and her idea was to find someone to add a few strokes to it at random to see what would eventually become of it.

Wang Xuemei is more interesting, she started the comics, and then found someone to come up with ideas, and let people follow up the plot of the comics.

Once women are interested in something, where do they stay?

Soon, they will take their own actions, such as "palm print group photo" is relatively simple, and the rest needs the star sisters to run by themselves.

"Xiaoxin, what are you going to paint?" Lin Xiao asked curiously.

Xie Xin said with a sad face: "I don't know." ”

"Otherwise, brother, I'll give you a hand!"

"It's fine, but I'll have to think about it, we're either not going to play or we're going to have something fresh. Lin Xiao touched his chin and said.

"Anyway, I'll follow you, I'll do whatever you tell me to do. Xie Xin said with a look of hugging his thighs.

Lin Xiao shook his head, in fact, he was also a little confused, originally his idea was directly taken away by Concubine Chu.

So I have to think about one more one.

"Abstract painting, abstract painting......" Lin Xiao vaguely thought of something, but he felt a little unable to grasp it for a while.

"What the hell is it?" Lin Xiao vaguely felt that the idea was very interesting and feasible, but he was a little confused for a while.

At this moment, an old man with some gray hair came over.

"Is that painting?" asked the old man, pointing to the canvas laid out on the pavement, in surprise.

"Huh? Yes. Li Zhaojun said a little embarrassed.

The old man looked at it with great interest, and then asked, "Very interesting idea, can you let me see this painting later?"

"Of course you can!" Of course Li Zhaojun would not refuse, she was said to be interesting by the old man, and she was still a little proud.

"Is this the painting you want to sell?" the old man's gaze turned to the drawings of elementary school students.

"Yes, yes, sir, do you want to take a look?" Although everyone has basically given up on this task, it is rare that anyone is interested in these things, and of course she will not let it go.

"I'll see!" the old man nodded, and walked straight to look at it.

Others didn't want to see the elementary school students' graffiti after a few glances, but the old man watched it with relish.

Lin Xiao, who heard the news and wanted to perform the Dafa of flickering, was also puzzled.

"This must be a child's drawing, right?" asked the old man.

Being seen at a glance, Lin Xiao looked a little embarrassed, but he still nodded.

"The abstract paintings drawn by innocent children really have a different meaning. These lines, which may seem disorganized, actually contain many whimsical ideas of a child. Interesting!" the old man exclaimed.

Lin Xiao looked confused, he wanted to say, hey, you seem to have said that I was going to fool you, right?

What's more, Lin Xiao felt that after listening to what the old man said and then looking at these paintings, he really felt that the more he looked at them, the more pleasing to the eye, this Nima, who was fooling whom?

However, seeing the line drawing of the random graffiti commented by the old man, Lin Xiao suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and finally thought of it.

It was supposed to be a news I saw in that fragmented dream, and the news was about an abstract painting.

The process of painting that abstract painting was very interesting, although Lin Xiao didn't know anything about abstract art at all, nor did he know anything about action-oriented painting and color-field painting, but he only knew that the painting mentioned in the news at that time had sold for tens of millions of dollars.

And that painting, in the eyes of people like Lin Xiao, is simply a cheat.

Or that the force is so high that he can't see where the good is and where the art is.

However, the process of painting that painting is very interesting.

The fashion or something is high enough, but abstract art, in Lin Xiao's opinion, the forced style simply breaks through the sky.

Although I don't understand what is so good about that kind of painting, it does not prevent Lin Xiao from also using that way of painting to pretend to be 13.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiao felt a little itchy in his heart, beckoned Xie Xin to come over, and told him his thoughts.

"Brother, are you sure you want to do this?, but does it have any special meaning?" Xie Xin looked confused.

"Abstract art, do you understand?" Lin Xiao asked.

"I don't understand!" Xie Xin shook his head.

"I don't understand, right, this is abstract art!" Lin Xiao said with an unfathomable look.

Xie Xin became more and more confused.

"Okay, let's prepare as I say, and it'll be a collaboration between the two of us. Lin Xiao waved his hand.

Xie Xin scratched his head, feeling unclear.

Despite this, Xie Xin still prepared as Lin Xiao said.

Soon, Xie Xin set up a drawing board, and the bottom was specially raised, and he also compared it according to his height.

Then he turned his head and asked, "Brother, can you take a look?"

Lin Xiao nodded.

Then motioned for Xie Xin to squat down, and he straddled Xie Xin's shoulder.

Although Lin Xiao lost weight successfully, he still weighed more than 150 pounds, and after Xie Xin stood up, the whole person began to shake.

"Brother, hurry up, I'm afraid I won't last long. ”