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Han Bingyu went to turn on the TV and tuned the channel to Mango Satellite TV.

After turning on the TV, she went to the door lightly, dialed the prompt outside the door to the word "Do Not Disturb", and locked it again.

Then, she put her hands behind her back, bowed her head nervously, and stood still in front of Zheng Xiao's drawing board.

"Yu'er, why did you lock the door?" Zheng Xiao asked a little strangely while adjusting the paint.

His eyes had already seen Han Bingyu's behavior.

"Didn't Brother Xiao want to paint for me, don't lock the door, it's not good if a waiter or someone else comes to disturb me." Han Bingyu raised his head slightly and said a little shyly.

"Oh, that's what you're thinking about." Zheng Xiao nodded.

"Brother Xiao, I, will I take off my clothes now?" Han Bingyu asked nervously and suddenly.

"Huh? Why do you take off your clothes? Zheng Xiao was stunned.

"I saw that the paintings you painted for Madonna and Britney uploaded on the Internet are all fruit paintings, and they are all very beautiful." Han Bingyu said.

"So you want to paint fruit too?" Zheng Xiao blinked.

"Uh-huh! Why not take advantage of the best time to draw your own body? When I am old, I can remember the painting when I look at it, and it turns out that I have been beautiful and beautiful. Han Bingyu said.

"Yu'er, the national conditions are different, the thinking of Westerners and Easterners is different after all, the thinking of people in our country is conservative, and I am not happy to draw your fruit for others to see. So, I'll paint you in other styles, it will look good and show your beauty to the fullest, how about it? Zheng Xiao smiled and discussed with Han Bingyu.

Han Bingyu listened to Zheng Xiao's words, and a trace of doubt appeared on her face.

Did I misunderstand what Brother Xiao meant?

Didn't he suddenly offer to paint me tonight to take the opportunity to have some embarrassing story with me?

"Brother Xiao, is this what you really think?" Han Bingyu asked.

"yes, of course that's what I really think." Zheng Xiao said.

"Oh, well! I know, so how do you want me to cooperate, Brother Xiao, please say. Han Bingyu breathed a sigh of relief, but there was also a little loss in her heart.

"I don't need your cooperation, you can do whatever you like, I'll paint with my own imagination." Zheng Xiao said.

"Oh? I think the art students in our school all draw a little bit on the model, right? Just look at the pictures like that, and the characters they draw are also ugly, and they don't look like models at all. Han Bingyu was a little unconvinced.

"Yu'er, your image has been deeply embedded in my mind, I can just draw you in front of your appearance in my mind, so I don't need you to pose for me." Zheng Xiao said.

Hearing Zheng Xiao say that he had embedded himself in his mind, Han Bingyu was in a good mood.

"Hee-hee! Thank you, Brother Xiao, for letting me live in your heart, then you can draw it, I will paint it in a while, I want to see if I look like me in your heart. Han Bingyu said.

Zheng Xiao began to paint.

Han Bingyu sat on the sofa and watched TV.

The news broadcast ended quickly, and the weather forecast is now being broadcast.

It's getting closer and closer to the broadcast of this week's fast book.

Of course, it can also be said that it is getting closer and closer to the start of the first season of The Voice.

Han Bingyu peeked at Zheng Xiao and found that he was staring at the drawing board with a serious and attentive face, and he was painting quickly, his expression was very relaxed.

Han Bingyu was a little surprised, didn't he care about the broadcast of the voice at all?

She stood up gently and slowly walked towards Zheng Xiao.

She wanted to see how he was drawing.

As soon as she took two steps, Zheng Xiao had already raised her head and said with a smile: "Yu'er, come and see, the painting has been completed, you can see if you are satisfied." ”

"Huh? That's it? Han Bingyu looked surprised.

It looks like it's only been about ten minutes, right? Can you paint a complex watercolor painting in ten minutes?

"Yes! After the painting, the background of your painting is more complicated, so I spent a little more time. Zheng Xiao said with a smile.

Han Bingyu walked quickly to Zheng Xiao's side.

She looked over the paper.

One glance, she was taken aback.

What a dazzling painting!

I saw that in the whole picture, I was standing on the place where the Statue of Liberty originally stood on Manhattan Island, and my face was lifelike, as if I could jump out of the drawing paper at any time.

Wearing a white long dress, her proud graceful figure is fully displayed.

He wore an olive branch garland in his hair, and the garland had delicate flowers blooming.

He held a torch symbolizing freedom in one hand and a pigeon with wings ready to fly in the other.

The scene is so large that it is clear that the background of the painting is the large outline of the island of Manhattan.

In the painting, Han Bingyu stepped on the mouth of the Hudson River like a giant, stepping on the world's most prosperous island under his feet.

The painting magnifies the proportions of Han Bingyu's body, which is rare, but it does not make people see the slightest incongruity.

Oh, my God!

Brother Xiao actually painted me as the embodiment of Lady Liberty.

Han Bingyu was extremely excited.

She only felt that she was painted to the extreme beauty, and her whole body seemed to be shining with divine light.

This painting is really beautiful.

"It's beautiful." Han Bingyu muttered.

"If you like it." Zheng Xiao smiled slightly.

"Well, I like it so much, I like it crazy, Brother Xiao, I will treasure this painting for the rest of my life." Han Bingyu said excitedly.

"I can paint you another portrait of yourself that rivals the Eiffel Tower, do you want it?" Zheng Xiao said with a smile.

"Can you really paint me another one?" Han Bingyu's eyes were still staring at her portrait of the Statue of Liberty on the drawing board, and she was surprised and delighted when she heard Zheng Xiao say that she could paint another painting comparable to the Eiffel Tower.

"Of course! If you want, I can draw it for you. Zheng Xiao said.

"Thank you, Brother Xiao, then you can help me draw." Han Bingyu said excitedly.

Zheng Xiao began to paint a second portrait of Han Bingyu.

He used all his efforts to draw the best portrait of Han Bingyu, and it was better than painting Madonna and Britney himself.

Han Bingyu stood beside Zheng Xiao when he painted the second painting, watching intently.

She saw that Zheng Xiao was quickly scribbling on the drawing paper, his brushwork was smooth and natural, and the speed was extremely fast.

"Boom!"

After a few strokes, the background around the Eiffel Tower is all outlined.

A few more strokes.

The Eiffel Tower rises from the ground and stands on the Champ de Mars.

It's all in the background.

After painting the background, Zheng Xiao began to paint Han Bingyu.

This time, he painted her as a heroic heroine. (To be continued.) )