The twelfth meow

"Thank you. ”

After Chi Meow thanked him, he lifted the white cloth on the drawing board with trembling hands in an excited mood.

The moment the white cloth was lifted, Chi Meow grew her mouth and looked at the painting in front of her that shocked her heart.

Everything on the painting, Lou Yu'an's painting is not clear, giving people a hazy and even a little suffocating, the painting seems to be a city, a city that makes people desperately stand on the mountainside, there seems to be fog in the air, and there seems to be a fire burning in the city, which makes people want to be afraid and want to escape.

That's why this painting isn't on display, it's so weird, it's depressing, it's uncomfortable.

"Did you paint this painting?" Chi Meow asked in a low voice, as if he didn't understand how a man like Lou Yu'an, who was as gentle as jade, could paint such a painting that did not match his temperament.

Seeing Chi Meow's reaction, Lou Yu'an smiled lowly: "Yes, this painting was created out of boredom when I underestimated my career, is there a problem?"

"Of course not. Hearing Lou Yu'an's explanation, Chi Meow breathed a sigh of relief, and lost the nature of looking at several other paintings: "Okay, can you teach me now?"

"Absolutely. ”

Lou Yu'an took the gouache paint piled up in the corner of the wall to the front of the drawing board, meaning to let Chi Meow sit down.

Chi Meow hesitated a little: "Aren't you sitting?"

"No, I'd better stand. ”

After Chi Meow was ready, Lou Yu'an issued an order: "Well, you draw a black swan first and ask me to take a look." ”

"Good. After Chi Meow responded, he began to move, and Lou Yu'an had no intention of leaving, and had been standing beside Chi Meow waiting for Chi Meow, the light flashed slightly, but there was a bit of a taste of love and concubine.

The two of them didn't make a sound, one painting, the other watching.

About a quarter of an hour later, Chi Meow put down the brush in his hand and looked at Lou Yu'an with expectant eyes.

didn't care about Chi Meow's eyes, Lou Yu'an just looked at the painting in front of him quietly, and only spoke up after a long while: "Chi Meow, have you received professional training?"

Hearing this, Chi Meow's palms immediately sweated, and he couldn't hold back a sentence: "Naturally, I accepted it, but ......"

"But what?"

"It's only been four years. ”

Chi Meow knew that Mu Yuqing had been sent to the painting class by her parents since the third grade of primary school, and it was still one-on-one, and now she has been learning for 17 years.

"It's only five years?" Lou Yu'an was a little surprised, but he knew that Chi Meow was already very good, and Chi Meow's four years could even be compared to some people's ten years.

"You have a good talent, and you have a lot of aura in your paintings. However, the feathers of this swan are a little messy in some places, especially the wings, the lines are not very obvious, the head of the swan should be rounded, and its proportions are not well grasped......" After saying a sentence or two of formulaic praise, Lou Yu'an mercilessly pointed out the shortcomings of the swan one by one, but added a sentence at the end: "The painting is good." ”

It's okay not to say the last sentence, after saying the last sentence, Chi Meow is already teary-eyed, since learning to paint, relying on her talent and aura, Lou Yu'an is still the first to criticize her so unceremoniously.

Looking at Chi Meow's teary eyes, Lou Yu'an felt that his heart was about to melt, and he sighed in his heart, Lou Yu'an said lightly: "Forget it, I'll teach you." ”

After speaking, Lou Yu'an picked up the paintbrush, changed it to black, held Chi Meow in his arms, and held her hand: "Hold the pen." ”

Facing Lou Yu'an's sudden approach.

Chi Meow blushed with shame.