Chapter 9: Romance Novels

I returned to the Tenmanjin Shrine with the moonlit night, and I still didn't see Yuma Kusanagi, but Xia Ye didn't care about her, and this time I went straight back to my room. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After returning to the room that Kusanagi's family had arranged for herself, she showed Moonnight how to use the sketchpad and easel and taught her, and then asked her to go and paint the scenery by herself. If you want to continue to improve your painting ability, you need to have the ability to reflect the current scenery into the painting.

After explaining that the moonlit night went to find the scenery to paint, Xia Ye also began to prepare his works to participate in the mobile phone novel essay competition. This mobile phone novel essay is a romance novel essay. Most romance novels are based on emotional descriptions, so on the way back, Summer Night was recalling all the classic works of romance novels in his previous life.

Speaking of romance classics, countless classics have emerged in Summer Night's mind.

From Grandma Qiong Yao's [Smoke and Rain] in the early stage, [Huanzhu Gege] to the ruffian Cai's [First Close Contact] and the thirty [Days of Living with a Flight Attendant].

From the hot domestic [Langya Bang] in the previous life, [The Legend of Zhen Huan] to the neon [Five Centimeters per Second], [April is Your Lie] and the [Twilight Zone] in Europe and the United States, etc.

Speaking of classics, I really can't count them, and in the face of so many classics, Xia Ye should be picky and don't know which one to write first. But in fact, this time, there was no hesitation on the summer night.

Because when it comes to romance novels, the first thing that comes to Xia Ye's mind is not the above classics, not even a romance novel. It's a very classic sentence in a previous life.

Of course, it's not, 'Huh, you know what?' cherry blossoms fall at a speed of five centimeters per second. This is a classic.

Nor is it a classic conversation between Dancing Flyer and Ruffian Cai about 'if there is, but there isn't'.

It's a sentence that anyone who is mixed in the house circle has heard of it, and that sentence is: If you have a sister who hates your sister, you can't make a dome, and if you don't have a sister, you don't have a sister.

That's right, when it comes to romance and love, the first thing that comes to mind in Summer Night's mind is not all kinds of classic romance and pure love novels. It's once a classic sister control game.,Later, it was made into an animation but completely lost the essence of the game's eighteen forbidden gods.,Fate is empty.。 Or rather, all Summer Night thinks about is her sister Dome.

In my heart, I carefully recalled the scenes of the game I had played, and the knife in Xia Ye's hand carefully peeled the pencil one by one. When the pencil in his hand revealed the refill inside and was sharpened, Summer Night was already familiar with the game he had played.

Pulling a piece of A4 paper casually, Xia Ye raised the pencil in his hand and landed on the drawing paper, and as his right hand moved quickly on the drawing paper, a weak girl with two ponytails began to appear in front of Xia Ye. What gradually appears in the drawing paper is the most popular sister in the edge of the sky.,Spring Wild Dome.。

The long silver-white hair is tied into a double ponytail by a black ribbon, and the fine bangs hang down on the forehead, making the face more and more petite, with a cold expression, a slender body, and a black rabbit doll surrounded by it. In a single stroke, the form of the dome girl gradually revealed.

Tear and pull, halfway through the painting, just painted the eyes of the dome girl, Xia Ye frowned and threw the half-finished picture in his hand aside. It's not right.,It's completely wrong.,Although the appearance of the dome girl is completely drawn.,But it just doesn't have the unique feeling that it once gave him.。

Taking another blank piece of paper, Summer Night continued to sketch with his hands, and in the middle of a stroke, the slender body of the Dome Girl appeared on the picture again. But as the lines increased, Xia Ye's brows became tighter and tighter, and he exhaled softly, and Xia Ye still crumpled up the second painting and threw it aside.

"Looks like the level of painting skills is not enough. I can't draw the feeling I want at all. With a soft sigh, Xia Ye casually clicked on his all-round onmyoji system. In a field of beginner skills, there is only one intermediate skill, and that is intermediate writing.

His fingers tapped lightly on the table, and Summer Night's gaze wandered back and forth between the yin and yang dots and the skill bar for a few seconds. In the end, I gritted my teeth and clicked the upgrade button for the primary piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. My goal is one billion fans, how can I stagnate here, if I want to get more people's recognition and love, my current junior skills alone are not enough.

"Ding, the upgrade of the primary qinqi calligraphy and painting skills to the intermediate qinqi calligraphy and painting skills requires 2000 yin and yang points, are you sure. "Yes"

"Ding, intermediate qinqi calligraphy and painting skills upgrade advanced qinqi calligraphy and painting skills need 20,000 yin and yang points, are you sure. "Yes"

"Ding, intermediate writing skills upgrade advanced writing skills need 10,000 yin and yang points, are you sure. "Yes"

Ruthless, gritting his teeth, Xia Ye directly upgraded his elementary piano, chess, calligraphy and painting skills and intermediate writing skills to the advanced level of the peak of the professional level. With his three sounds, the original yin and yang points of more than 40,000 instantly decreased sharply, and only 10,006 points remained. If it weren't for the fact that the yin and yang dots had increased a lot when I bought painting tools before, I'm afraid they would have fallen below 10,000 by now.

With the upgrading of intermediate writing and elementary qin, chess, calligraphy and painting to advanced, there is a sudden burst of inspiration and a sense of clarity on a summer night. It seems that the world has changed in an instant, every grass and tree is music, every brick and tile is a chessboard, every scenery is a picture, every action is a text, and the heart is constantly emerging with the moving of nature and countless words of description. It was like an instant epiphany.

Taking advantage of this feeling, Summer Night once again pulled out a blank piece of paper and threw it in front of her, picked up a pencil and began to draw for the third time. This time, the painting is smoother and more comfortable than the previous two times.

If the first two times I just controlled the pencil and copied the painting according to the picture in my memory, this time I completely followed my own feelings and perfectly drew the dome girl in my memory.

When the last stroke is over, it is finished. Looking at the girl sitting quietly in the picture, Xia Ye's eyes revealed a trace of surprise and surprise. In front of him, it is indeed the Dome Girl, there is no doubt that the Dome Sister, the summer night can be guaranteed like this, especially the unique temperament, the cold face, with a trace of the sick and pale face fully show the appearance of the Dome Sister in the summer night's memory.

But this is slightly different from the Dome Girl, the appearance is still the same, but the movements are completely different from the memories of themselves, and compared to the picture of the Dome Sister in the memory, at this time, their own paintings are actually more real, more perfect. The Dome Girl painted on a summer night has surpassed all the painting forms of Dome Girl in her previous life.

Although the black and white painting in front of me is just a sketch and has not been colored, the temperament that stands out from the picture has completely exploded all the pictures in the previous life, whether it is in the game or in the animation, whether it is official or fandom.

This is the real Dome Girl, I can't help but think in the heart of the summer night.