Inexplicably, Mu Ling always felt that there was a feeling of fluttering fairy when painting, as if she was in a cloud and her surroundings were ethereal. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In addition, the tip of the pen and the rice paper are noticeably lighter to the touch.

"Suddenly, the cicada has arrived in autumn~ The flowers fly and dream are scattered in the air~ The wind and the moon are like slush and claws~ The fly's head is scribbled in thin words~Ha~Ah~" Somehow, Mu Ling's ears suddenly heard a hollow singing.

The sound is exceptionally clear, like the crisp sound of a bell in the hollow valley.

Mu Ling thought it was the background music playing in the room, but looking at the indifferent looks of the people around her, she didn't feel like it.

With patience of curiosity, she ended up with a picture of dead trees in the wilderness, and from the picture, it revealed a little sadness.

"What's the matter, you're upset?" It can be seen that Mu Ling is a little absent-minded in the process of painting, but based on his impression, this little girl is not this kind of half-hearted person.

"Teacher, what song are you playing? It sounds so good. ”

"Song? What are you kidding, I didn't play a song. Dong Yushi felt inexplicable about Mu Ling's question, this quiet, where did the song come from.

Mu Ling frowned and didn't continue to ask, otherwise she would probably be sent to have her ears checked.

It's just that what is going on with this sudden singing? Only you can hear it? That's too wicked, isn't it?

"Tinnitus?"

"Probably." said so, but Mu Ling completely denied the possibility of tinnitus, after all, whose tinnitus can even hear the lyrics clearly?

Dong Yushi didn't delve into it, but shifted his attention to the dead tree in front of him.

I really don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

Where is this dead tree? This is clearly the tree of hope that survives in a desperate situation! Obviously there are only black and white, but he sees the vitality of green in it.

Is this really drawn by a girl?

It's incredible!

Dong Yushi was deeply frightened, not to mention him, I am afraid that the great painters in history, Zhu Qi and Xu Wei, could not paint this kind of charm.

He stepped forward tremblingly, trying to brush the paper with both hands, but stopped directly above him and carefully lifted it, as if he were afraid of staining the painting.

"Girl, how did you do that?" Dong Yushi's face was solemn, and the atmosphere around him suddenly became serious.

"Huh? I, I don't know. "Mu Ling is hesitant, can she say that she saw a faint yellow halo on that painting?

Although she didn't know what was going on, she could guess with her feet that it was definitely unscientific, and she didn't want to be a guinea pig in the research institute.

Dong Yushi hesitated for a while, then turned his back, "Girl, draw another one." ”

And again, "Be exactly the same." ”

"Got it." Weakly responded, Mu Ling picked up the brush again, but strangely, the original strange feeling had disappeared.

Slightly embarrassed to finish another dead tree, Mu Ling took a look, afraid that she didn't even have the charm of one percent of the previous one.

Dong Yushi's expression was very strange, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

Without words, he directly picked up that great work of the gods and tore it to pieces mercilessly.

"Teacher..."Mu Ling wanted to stop it, but she didn't say it.

"Girl, don't blame me, do you know the truth of guilt? If this painting is taken out, I am afraid that your life will never be peaceful again. ”

"Yes, I know." Thinking about it carefully, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Mu Ling's body.

Looking at the piece of paper on the table that had lost its halo, Mu Ling patted her chest.

When a person who can come up with such a work only has the drawing skills of a three-legged cat, I am afraid that everyone will not believe it, and it will not end well.

"Call your uncle, let's go to lunch together, this painting, don't do it." After speaking, Dong Yushi sighed, as a person who has dedicated his life to painting, tearing up such a brilliant work with his own hands is probably more uncomfortable than cutting flesh on him.

Silently following Dong Yushi, Mu Ling came to the luxury hotel 100 meters away from the Painting Association.

Last time, because she was frightened by the price here, Mu's mother, who was unwilling to accept Dong Yushi's help, settled in a relatively remote place and almost caused a tragedy.

As a rare seven-star hotel, the style inside can be described as luxurious to a realm, Mu Ling has never seen such a spectacular scene in her two lifetimes combined.

Longhua? The name of this hotel is really interesting, the descendant of the Chinese national dragon? It's so meaningful.

After teasing in her heart, Mu Ling followed Dong Yushi into the box.

Ah, Brother Beauty is also there! Mu Ling's eyes lit up as soon as she brushed it.

Really, Old Man Dong actually lied to her, and the little devil above Mu Ling's head began to spin again.

It's just that when she came out for a meal, she could use Lin An, Tang Tianjian was here, she was a small person, and she didn't dare to imagine coming to the Seven Star Hotel to eat, but now she had lunch with the Lin boss and Secretary Tang, saying that she was flattered.

Sitting down a little restrainedly, Mu Ling pulled Mu Cheng's sleeve.

"Uncle, what's going on?"

"How do I know, Xiao Fan pulled me here."

Glancing at Mu Cheng with disgust, Mu Ling looked at the big man sitting in front of her with the rest of her eyes.

"Haha, Xiaoling, don't be afraid, they won't eat you back."

"Hehe..."Teacher, don't you think it's even more terrifying for you to talk like this?"

"Okay, they're all old acquaintances, so I won't introduce them, I invite this meal today with only one purpose." Dong Yushi no longer has such an old naughty image, but is extremely serious.

Frightened, Mu Ling immediately straightened up.

"I hope that in three years, Mu Ling will hold an exhibition in the gallery of the Art Association."

Mu Ling's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Dong Lao, I'm afraid this is not appropriate, Mu Ling is only eleven years old, even if it is three years later, it is only fourteen, even if he is a genius, I am afraid that his skills will not be able to impress the bigwigs in the painting world." Tang Tianjian took the lead in expressing his attitude.

His son has been known as a ghost talent in the painting world since he was a child, and he didn't dare to say that he would exhibit a work in the gallery of the Painting Association.

This Dong Yushi is too partial to her.

Lin An, on the other side, fell silent, as if thinking about how to get the most benefit by doing so.

After a moment of silence, Lin An curled the corners of his mouth.

"Yes, I can sponsor it, but only if her paintings are in my eye."

"Okay, that's it, three years later, just wait for my baby apprentice to become famous." Hearing Lin An's promise, Dong Yushi laughed three times directly, and his eyes were full of confidence.

However, our client still has an inexplicable expression on his face.

Looking at Dong Yushi's excited expression, she could only choose to shut up. The exhibition is the art exhibition, and in three years, she doesn't believe that she can't overcome this hurdle.