The father in Oriental Pearl's memory always hated him very much for painting. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Everyone is fighting bloodily, but you are doing these boring things on the sidelines, I'm so angry!"

In fact, Oriental Pearl also understands that learning how to fight is more important than painting, because fighting can save the people of Shencheng, fighting can protect them, and fighting can make the burden on his father's shoulders not so heavy.

But he really doesn't want to give up, at least, let him squeeze in time to paint, people's daily life also needs interest adjustment.

He cried out in his mind countless times, but only once in reality, and that time he left the house, only to eventually return.

If there's anything more painful than not being able to turn an interest into a job, it's because life forces you to pursue your interest.

Sometimes, though, he dreams whimsically that he has saved the world with his paintings...... Of course, the moment he woke up, he couldn't help but laugh at his innocence.

But innocence is innocence, and dreams are dreams.

He still hoped more than once that his interest would solve Shencheng's problems.

And that dream is coming true.

……

"What do you mean?"

Oriental Pearl thought it had heard it wrong.

"Literally, do you like to draw?"

Oriental Pearl gritted his teeth lightly before he said:

"Of course I like it, but that and ......"

"That's good, as for your question"

Before Xinlan finished, the warning sounded, and at the end of the sea in the east, there were unprecedented stormy waves, and then a closer look, there were countless sea clans treading the waves, and their scale was more terrifying than any before.

"Enemy attack!"

Despite the menacing enemy, the Shencheng soldiers were still organized in an orderly manner, after all, fighting with the Sea Clan was already a part of their lives, and there was little difference between eating more and eating less.

The problem is that there is too much of this "rice" right now.

Dongfang Mingzhu knew that even the first-level defense could not resist just by seeing the scale of the Sea Clan, but he didn't understand why the Sea Clan would suddenly attack on a large scale.

"It's simple, because in the last battle we captured their people. "Of course, it's not heavy, it's important that their means of escape are ineffective, and in order to prevent more people from being captured, they decided to give it a go...... They will act like this, probably because the values of the Sea Clan are different from ours, so it is not difficult to imagine that they will attack Shencheng for hundreds of years in order to find the Sea Clan princess. ”

"Now is not the time, Senior Sister Xinlan, help us, we can't stop this formation. ”

"Really?" Xinlan was still very calm, and turned around to ask Xie Haoran, "Brother Haoran, how many strong people are there among the enemies?"

"I don't know if those people are all strong, but there are fifteen of them on the same level as the Sea Clan I killed last time. ”

"Fifteen?!" said the Dongfang family members who heard the news nearby.

"I can only handle four. Xie Haoran also turned his head to look at Xinlan, "Cousin, don't sell it, I know you have a way." ”

"I can't help it, and if there is a way, it's not on me. Xinlan looked at the anxious Oriental Pearl, and her calm expression gradually faded, replaced by a serious expression, "Don't you understand?"

"Understand what?"

"Even if I go all out to support Brother Haoran, there is no guarantee that I will be able to defeat these fifteen Sea Clan powerhouses, and even if we defeat them, we will suffer heavy casualties...... Do you think the battle is really useful?"

"If we don't fight, we'll all die!" Dongfang Xin walked over, "Lord Xinlan, I implore you to help us, what the result is, we don't force it, please." ”

Xinlan didn't promise Dongfang Xin, she still looked at Dongfang Mingzhu and looked at him with eye contact.

"In this case, even my uncle knows very well that you have to pay a heavy price to be able to win a miserable victory, do you still think that fighting is the only way?"

"I ......"

Ah, the Oriental Pearl understands that the only way to solve this situation perfectly is to negotiate peace, but can that work?

"Indeed, even if I can get everyone to communicate with the Sea Clan, the number of people is limited, and the so-called war is that once it starts, it will never end because of a partial stop. Xinlan seemed to see through his thoughts.

Of course, Oriental Pearl understands this, even if there is no limit on the number of people, no matter how loud Xinlan's voice is, it is impossible to overshadow the voice of thousands of troops.

In that way, their intention to pray for peace could not be conveyed.

But is the message just delivered through the ears and mouth?

"Don't be afraid, believe in yourself, believe in your passion. Xinlan reassured him.

Yes, the answer, in fact, Oriental Pearl understood it from the beginning, but he couldn't believe it, because others had been denying his choice all along, and even he himself had compromised with reality.

"Even if it's a hobby, the pursuit of excellence, you can be successful. "Heartland.

The only question is do you have the courage and determination to excel?

"Me...... Of course. ”

……

It was the first time for Oriental Pearl to pick up a paintbrush in such a situation, but for some reason he was extremely calm.

Actually, it's not right, it's just his body that's calm.

His heart.

In the agitation.

Xinlan began to play the flute, but her flute could not be transmitted.

Now the only thing that can pass on the past is his paintings!

The first thing that came to mind was the past, and the experience of insisting on painting despite the opposition of his family.

Then he thought about the fact that he was out there, insisting on painting only what he liked, but eventually had to return here to fight.

At this moment, he is not painting the two-dimensional characters he has always liked, but he is very happy.

"When I'm not interested, I still go out and talk to my family and my neighbors...... Interest is just a part of my life, of course I want my interest to be recognized, but ah, I also want my family to be happy, I want everyone to be happy!"

And now, his paintings can do just that!

First, countless picture scrolls were scattered with the wind, some were destroyed, and some were pierced by the weapons of the Sea Clan, but it didn't matter, even if the picture scrolls were destroyed, his mind also bloomed at that moment and passed on.

It's a pity that it's too little, and it's too slow.

"Even we have always longed for peace!"

Even if the Oriental Pearl has used his fastest painting speed, his mind can still affect too few sea tribes.

In this way, you can only be as powerless as Xinlan

"Even you wouldn't have imagined fighting endlessly like you are now!"

Oriental Pearl roared, and his brush broke with it.

But it doesn't matter, he still has a paintbrush that has been turned into a spirit.

However, this time, his spirit body no longer looks like a brush.

Because it was not enough to draw with his hands, and he could not let these people see it, he had to draw with his heart.

Project what you're thinking!

The Sea Clan near the shore finally stopped, the shouts of rushing and killing gradually subsided, and Xinlan's song of peace could finally reach the ears of both sides.

Yes, both sides, the Oriental Pearl wants to stop the people of Shencheng, after all, peace can only be achieved through the efforts of both sides, and it is not only the Sea Clan who have hatred.

So, what do they see?

Flowers, pigeons, olive branches?

Neither, or maybe both.

The symbol of peace is different in everyone's mind, and it is not the shape of the object that is important, but the idea of "peace".

The so-called painter's ultimate is not the form, but the meaning.

Therefore, in the eyes of all people and the Sea Clan, it is a "painting" called "peace".

……

The Oriental Pearl, which was tired and collapsed on the summoning bird, appeared in front of him.

"Well done. ”

It was Dongfang Xin, his father, but his father was a rare tear.

"Do you like to draw?"

"Like. ”

"Then try to draw it...... I will always support you. ”

"Thank you......"

He doesn't qualify for anyone else.