Brother Frost...... No, Frost Girl's human flesh printing technology once again amazed the audience.

Howard originally just wanted to see the excitement, and when he showed Ye Shuang the location of his painting shop, he also thought that the latter was probably trying to play some tricks, or buy some oil paintings consigned by art students from the shopkeeper......

But what Howard didn't expect was that Ye Shuang actually obediently bought painting tools and paper, and didn't even ask a superfluous thing, and then took Su Zheng and him to find another place with a wide field of vision to sit.

In the next ten minutes, Howard witnessed the birth of a landscape painting - Paul Signac's pointillism, which is not a line or a block of color, but a mixture of small dots of color on the canvas that are completely connected to the tip of the brush, forming a vivid picture that conforms to the laws of optics and has a more three-dimensional effect of light and shadow.

――It's simply a sparse manual version of ink printing!!

Not to mention that Ye Shuang's "painting" is very high, and the finished product is also quite high-level. This method of painting is more than any other way to her heart, as long as the coordinates of all the color points are completely arranged, a qiē problem is not a problem.

The gum in Howard's mouth almost swallowed into his stomach, and Su Zheng couldn't help but scream after watching it for three minutes.

When Ye Shuang finally made the last stroke, what appeared on the drawing paper was a picture that was almost the same as the street scene in front of the three of them.

The dense color touches blend into the whole picture, and the mixing of color and light perfectly enhances the reflectivity of the picture. The pigments are not stirred in advance on the palette, but are directly juxtaposed with other colors on the canvas, showing them intuitively and contrasting to the viewer's eye.

It is different from line sketching, and it is different from the rendering of thick ink and pastel colors. This painting technique is tedious and requires a lot of patience and concentration, but it is just the right feeling for Ye Shuang's current situation.

"It's done!" After clicking on the last bit of color, Ye Shuang changed a pencil and turned around his fingers dexterously and leisurely, and then left his name in the lower right corner of the drawing paper. By the way, the time was marked - the date was just ten days ago.

"What do you mean?" After Su Zheng withdrew his shocked gaze from the picture, he calmed down a little, and after watching Ye Shuang's series of actions just now, he still didn't understand the current rhythm: "Sister Shuang, do you want to impress that old man with your talents, and then compete with that thief for favor?"

Ye Shuang's black line looked at Su Zheng: "I told you to watch less harem dramas, I have a good identity, a bunch of women, and I was filmed as a warlord's backyard aunt's wife...... If you see too much intelligence, how versatile is it to compete for favor?"

Su Zheng pouted unhappily.

Ye Shuang smiled, dropped the pencil and picked up an eraser again: "Look." That's the key!" he used an eraser to erase the name he had just named—because of the excessive force used to sign, and the material of the linen on the surface of the oil painting paper. Even after the eraser was vigorously wiped, there were still faint traces of graphite left on the paper.

You can't see it if you don't look closely, and it doesn't hurt unless someone deliberately stares at it.

Throwing away the eraser again, replacing it with a thinner pencil refill, Ye Shuang re-signed the place where he had just wiped. However, this time, it is no longer a handsome Chinese character drawn under the tip of the pen, but a beautiful flower with a slight slope - "Cyril"

"That's when it's really done. "I can't see anything on the surface, but I can only be sure that it is a remarkable painting. Leaf frost blows on the surface of the paper where there may be lead dust or eraser shavings.

After dusting it again. I felt that it was not perfect, so I found a few random places on the drawing paper and kneaded or scratched it slightly, and then spread it flat...... It wasn't until she couldn't find anything wrong that Ye Shuang was satisfied with the paper. Directly handed it to Su Zheng, who was already impatient next to him: "Don't tell me you can't do it, this is a size of 53*38...... The backpack that Cyril was carrying today will definitely fit in, but if you have to stuff it without being detected, it will be a test of your skills. After all, it's not just a matter of making a small opening in the bag. ”

Su Zheng was very confident: "Leave it to me! What is this little thing? If you don't let that kid see and understand, he won't know that I am a big celestial dynasty to touch the party...... Ahh

Ye Shuang's expressionless face was too lazy to correct: "...... Well, come on. It is up to you to promote the traditional culture of the motherland!"

Su Zheng did not shy away from Howard, a fat foreigner, and was also on the side. After taking the drawing paper, he lifted the clothes and directly exposed the little belly, and then the drawing paper was stuffed into the clothes, and the clothes were put down and twisted left and right, I don't know how to adjust it, and after a while, the drawing paper that just picked up the clothes was put away by her, and there was basically no trace of abnormality from the surface, just like there was nothing under the thin coat......

"Wow...!" Howard whistled, and his eyes that were squeezed into extraordinarily narrow because of obesity were extremely obscene: "Oriental women's skin is really delicate, coupled with the relationship between the skeleton is more slender, and the waist curvature is also very soft and beautiful......"

Su Zhenghu looked at Howard suspiciously, and asked Ye Shuang: "Sister Shuang, what is this dead foreigner talking about?

“…… He's complimenting you. Ye Shuang replied vaguely.

"Really, the ignorant crooked kernel is under the exquisite technique honed by the profound foundation of my Great Heavenly Empire for 5,000 years, haha!" Su Zheng laughed proudly three times, and then shivered: "But I still think there is something strange." ”

Ye Shuang decisively pretended to be dead, although he was a little bad for his subordinates, but it was better not to provoke unnecessary disputes like this.

Although Howard is cheap, as a rare way, if he can really win the other party to his side, even if the relationship between the two parties uses each other, Ye Shuang can save a lot of work and energy.

……

After appeasing Su Zheng, let this girl out, and hurry up to work before Cyrell and the old collector broke up.

Ye Shuang and Howard sat down not far from Cyrell again, and watched the scene from a distance.

"Is your friend really okay?" Noticing that Su Zheng had approached Cyrell, Howard's eyes became a little more focused, and he looked forward to watching a show with interest.

His attitude towards gossip is not angry, and what is even more unpleasant is that this person has just watched it, and he has to look like the host of the talent show has a spicy comment: "Wow, your friend just walked straight over so clumsily?" Although the expression is very natural, but the route is so clear, Cyrell will definitely subconsciously concentrate...... By the way, not to mention the little girl's oriental appearance, it is simply conspicuous in France. ”

Ye Shuang silently pressed somewhere on the screen of the mobile phone, and then there was a prompt sound of "Di" in the mobile phone.

Howard wondered, "What are you doing?"

Ye Shuang raised her head: "I was recording for you just now, and I will pass it on to my friend later, although she doesn't know French, but if she is interested, she can also use this recording to find other friends to translate." ”

"......" Howard looked at Ye Shuang lazily for half a minute: "Do you really have sincere cooperation like this?"

"Huh!" Ye Shuang also pouted: "If you know that you are cheap, you will be a little more restrained, if you have nothing to do, you can rely on Xiao Su to understand French and use her as a topic, you are accurate, I can't see you stiff, but don't forget...... There is also an idiom in our country called 'settling accounts after autumn'"

Howard snorted, took a sip of the coffee that had almost been made into milk tea by himself, and stopped talking.

Just when Ye Shuang and Howard were talking a few words just now, when the two of them raised their heads and looked in the direction of Cyrell, Su Zheng had already passed by the latter's table.

Ye Shuang didn't know how Su Zheng did it, but after Ye Shuang looked over and Su Zheng also smiled and gave a thumbs up, Ye Shuang was sure that she had succeeded.

Quietly glancing at the backpack that Cyrell was hanging behind his own stool, Ye Shuang really couldn't see any difference in its position and shape from just now. But ...... "Hey, it's your turn!"

If you can't see it, you can't see it, anyway, it's a matter of practice makes perfect, and this kind of thing is the hand speed of practice.

Thinking of this, Ye Shuang also let go of her curiosity and kicked Howard's leather shoes under the table.

"Huh?" before Howard could get his senses, "What am I going to do?"

"Xiao Su has already succeeded, and now the painting is in Serrell's backpack. Ye Shuang introduced her own child-like and honorable words.

After seeing the shocked look on Howard's face as expected, Ye Shuang's smugness suddenly became even more full: "You foreigners steal is the planned route you take, and you take advantage of people's psychological or visual blind spots. But Xiao Su is the ...... of the operation flow She doesn't need anyone to let her guard down at all, even if it's face-to-face, you can't tell how she moves...... So by the way, I kindly remind you that if you continue to offend Xiao Su, be careful that someone steals your underwear one day. ”

"......" Howard's cheeks shook and he smiled dryly: "Oh, the magical oriental culture?"

"...... "The second Olympics!" have all said, don't take this technology as a representative culture of our country without authorization!

Ye Shuangpi smiled and didn't smile: "Whatever you think...... Also, I just said that it was time for you to play, why don't you go?"

Howard sighed silently, scooped up his cup and drank all the rest of the coffee in one go, then pushed away the table and stood up with a wipe of his mouth: "Okay, okay, what do you want me to do in your plan?"

"It's very simple!" Ye Shuang raised her chin and pointed in the direction of Cyrell: "Go and find a way to make him open the bag and reveal the painting...... Whatever you want. (To be continued......)