"Ahaha! That's great! O'Neill shook his fist excitedly and smiled. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He turned around and grabbed Zheng Xiao's arm and said a little excitedly: "Zheng, now, I have photographed this lot of yours, so should you finish this semi-finished product for me?" ”

"Shaquille, you're scratching me." Zheng Xiao said with a smile.

Being grabbed by an arm by a monster whose career has destroyed countless hoops really made Zheng Xiao a little unbearable.

"Oh! I'm sorry, Zheng! I didn't mean to, I was just so excited, you know, I would love to have one of your paintings, and today I was so excited. O'Neill let go of Zheng Xiao and said embarrassedly.

"I'll paint it for you now, Shaquille, do you have any specific requirements for this?" Zheng Xiao beckoned Daisy, who followed her, to bring the gouache paint to the stage.

"No, I don't have any requirements, I just ask you to draw the best level, and I'm very satisfied." O'Neill said, rubbing his hands together.

"That's good! I know how to do it. ”

Zheng Xiao nodded, spread out the white sports sweatshirt on the table, and put the back of the shirt up.

Daisy began to mix the paint.

The camera's lens was aimed at Zheng Xiao.

And the large screen hanging over the stadium also shows Zheng Xiao preparing for painting.

All the people held their breath, waiting to enjoy Zheng Xiao's live painting. Many people know that Zheng Xiao's painting is very fast, and a gouache often only takes a few minutes to complete.

Zheng Xiao has now been dubbed a "human flesh printer" by some media outlets, in praise of the speed and accuracy of his sketches.

Zheng Xiao spread the clothes on the table, and when Daisy had already adjusted the gouache paint, he picked up the paintbrush.

O'Neill stood not far from Zheng Xiao, watching Zheng Xiao paint, drawing crosses in his heart from time to time, and reciting words in his mouth, he was very much looking forward to what Zheng Xiao was going to paint, and at the same time he was a little apprehensive.

Zheng Xiao glanced at O'Neill.

He took his image and facial and body details to heart.

"Zheng, do you really want me to stand in front of you as a model?" O'Neill asked.

"No, I don't." Zheng Xiao shook her head.

He already had an idea in mind.

Zheng Xiao picked up the pen and began to draw on the back of the clothes.

He draws very quickly.

On the big screen, the whole process of his painting is displayed.

One can see that his pen rises and falls rapidly, almost without pause, and under his pen, a very creative painting is taking shape little by little.

It's all going to be done in one go!

There is no need to conceive and deliberate, and the pen is precise and powerful.

It is true that gouache cannot be repeatedly modified and painted like oil painting, and its color is thorough, which requires the painter to be accurate and make as few mistakes as possible when painting.

This kind of painting process has almost become magical.

From time to time, the people in the stands let out exclamations of disbelief.

"God, how can he draw so fast?"

"It's the first time I've seen someone who can paint gouache so fast!"

"In Zheng's heart, it was as if he already had the finished product of the painting, and he just exported the painting from his heart to the paper."

"The reputation of human flesh printers is really not false!"

"This painting looks very interesting!"

Because of the hurry, Zheng Xiao's painting speed was much faster than usual, and it only took about three minutes to complete the whole work.

"I'm done." Zheng Xiao put the pen away and said to O'Neal, "Shaquille, come and see if you are satisfied." ”

O'Neill walked over, touched his huge head, and looked at the still dripping gouache with wide eyes.

I saw that the background of the painting was a vague image of O'Neill.

And a clearer image of O'Neill tore through the body of the old O'Neill, struggling out of the dripping blood and flying flesh, roaring at the sky.

The graphics are very impactful.

The image of O'Neill is very delicate and expressive.

Next to the painting is the title of the painting: The Rebirth of Spirit and Body!

The meaning of the painting is already clear.

O'Neal is now late in his career and has been suffering from serious injuries in recent years, which have severely affected his performance.

If it weren't for the injury, even if O'Neal was 35 years old, he could still wreak havoc on the interior and staggered those new generation of centers.

But now, O'Neal's career has hit a low point, and his stats have dropped to just over ten points. Sometimes he even has to be relegated to the bench.

After helping the Heat win the championship in the 05-06 season, O'Neal fell into a slump again in '07, and his time with the Heat now is not long.

Retirement is already a matter in front of O'Neill.

While O'Neal loves the sport and wants to continue playing in the NBA, it's time to think about leaving.

A 35-year-old powerful center, although he has created countless glories, but when the hero is in his twilight, he is still inevitably desolate when his glory is no longer there.

This is the harsh reality that lies ahead of O'Neill.

He can only find peace of mind by giving up the past and choosing a new way of life.

This is called "the rebirth of spirit and body"!

Seeing this very meaningful painting, everyone was moved. This painting really fits O'Neill's state of mind at the moment.

Such a painting also greatly shook O'Neill's heart.

He looked at the painting for a long time, and a damp mist began to rise in his eyes.

O'Neill wiped his eyes and struggled to put a smile on his face: "Zheng, this is the best gift I've ever received. This painting is really good, I like it so much, I will treasure it for the rest of my life, and maybe, when I die in the future, I will also consider whether to take it to the grave. ”

He said emotionally.

For such a big baby as O'Neill, few people can see his sad side, no matter what the occasion, he is full of humor, and now, facing Zheng Xiao's painting, he almost cried.

"Shaquille, if you like it! In fact, life is like this, know how to give up, know how to leave, know how to let go, then, we can get quiet and happiness! You've done great things in this sport, your name has been written into history, you've reached the pinnacle of your life, so when it all comes to an end because of the passing of years, I think what you need to do is accept it and move on with your new life. Zheng Xiao said with a smile.

"I think, I get it." O'Neill nodded, and he wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.

The audience burst into warm applause.

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