Looking at the characters hiding their faces and smiling on the rice paper, Mu Ling always felt that something was wrong. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Since ancient times, the beauties painted by Tang Bohu are the most famous, but he seems to be able to only imitate his type, and he can't paint the charm of ancient beauties at all.

Holding the brush in her mouth, Mu Ling sat at the table and looked very depressed, didn't the ancient people just have a round fan, long clothes, and wash their eyes, how can they draw it like a fox who has been blessed?

Taking out the pen in her mouth, Mu Ling gently dipped the tip of the pen in ink, scratching and scratching on the off-white paper, and inadvertently, an anime character jumped on the paper.

Looking at this Q version of the big face, Mu Ling was very helpless, could she only draw these cartoon characters, but if she brought this to the art exhibition, it was estimated that she would be tongue-in-cheek.

After all, some elderly seniors should not be used to reading these two-dimensional comics.

Since this back road has been cut off, what should I do, as an exhibition of Chinese painting, I can't put two oil painting sketches on it, so, so, so I still don't have any way......

Feel sorry for yourself, for a second.

After thinking about it again, my ancient people painted nondescript, so would it be better to paint modern people? It's still a little awkward to just draw modern clothes with a brush.

Whatever, let's draw it first.

Mu Ling began to speculate about the more elegant dress of modern women, and only used black and white to outline the human body, which seemed to work well.

Then splash ink with a large brush and do it in one go.

Putting the pen aside, Mu Ling looked at a black and white picture of a beautiful woman on the table, still a little dissatisfied between her eyebrows.

Now is not ancient times, and painting pictures of ladies will not be much sought after, especially in today's situation where posters are all over the sky, and there seems to be no content in my painting.

That's right, content!

I can't just paint such a beauty, I can't lower my grade.

So what are the high-level painting themes? Still human?

Farmer? Janitor?

Mu Ling's mind flashed the famous works of many painting masters, all of which focused on one word: simplicity.

It is said that great beauty is revealed in the ordinary, and Mu Ling really can't see any great beauty.

What is the most beautiful thing in your heart? In addition to being my mother~

yes, I have my mom.

Mu Ling's eyes lit up.

Hey, hey, I always feel like my mother is going to be on fire, and I'm in a trance......

Thinking of the idea, Mu Ling began to recall the bits and pieces of her life with her mother, so which scene to pick and draw?

Knitting a sweater? Cooking?

It seems to have a little bit of meaning.

Tangled and entangled, Mu Ling still chose the most ordinary Mona Lisa-style avatar, not deliberately pursuing some movements or anything, but simply sat on the chair and smiled, as if she was deliberately modeling for her daughter.

The brush painting is certainly not as realistic as the sketch oil painting, on the contrary, it is quite abstract.

But as a daughter, no matter how you use the pen, the characteristics of the mother who draw it must be very obvious.

When the practice was over, Mu Ling exhaled a big breath and looked at a portrait made of ink, her eyes were more or less moist.

Since I went to high school, I seem to be living a comfortable life, and I don't even have time to go home.

Pursed his lips, tomorrow weekend, let's go home and have a surprise.

The night was quiet, but it was brightly lit.

Mu Ling went out early and took the bus stop to the high-speed rail and returned to Ink City.

Since she came back for two days during the Chinese New Year, she has been busy with her own affairs at other times, whether it is a comic book company or a novel publishing, she is obviously just a high school student, and she is busier than other CEOs.

"Knock knock-" Mu Ling knocked on the door, "Mom, I'm back!" ”

After knocking for a while, but still no one answered, Mu Ling felt that something was wrong, and turned out the spare key from the bottom of the schoolbag.

When she opened the door, Mu Ling found that Mu's father and mother were not at home.

Where did you go so early in the morning?

I turned around a few rooms, and the things were all well placed, and there was nothing serious.

Hell, what's going on here, I still want to give a surprise, who knows how to call.

"Toot toot-" The phone rang for a long time, but it still didn't connect, Mu Ling's brows furrowed deeply, it couldn't be that there was some accident, right?

Phew, what are you thinking?

After waiting for a long time, just when Mu Ling was about to hang up the phone, the phone was connected.

"Hey, Xiaoling, why did you call us so early?"

"Dad, where have you been?"

"Where can we go, stay at home, of course." Mu's father's voice was very reluctant, and Mu Ling's face was full of incredulity.

"Oh, got it, Dad, I want to go home this week." Pretending not to care, Mu Ling said tentatively.

"No, uh, Daddy is busy this week, and he doesn't have time to take care of you."

"What about Mom?"

"Hehe, your mother went to your grandmother's house."

"Okay." Mu Ling agreed, and hung up the phone with a heavy heart.

What exactly is going on! Dad is going to hide it from himself!

Unbelievingly, Mu Ling made another call from Mu's mother, trying to find an important breakthrough.

"Doodoo-"

And this time, no one answered.

There was panic in Mu Ling's eyes, and more fear!

She is afraid of another uncontrollable accident, and she is afraid of misfortune for her family!

"The other side, the other side!" Mu Ling curled up on the sofa in the living room alone, because this house was re-bought by Mu's father, and it had only been a few months since she moved in, so Mu Ling was full of strangeness to it.

"Stinky girl, what is it called, you know how to shout and scream every day." The other side yawned and said lazily.

"The other side! Is there any way you know where my parents are! Now they are very wrong, but I am afraid to find out what I am most afraid of! ”

"Calm down, calm down, calm down! Investigate well, what kind of system have you become! ”

"Fuck your sister's calmness! I just want to know where my parents are! Mu Ling roared heartbreakingly.

"Come on, it's useless for you to look for me, and I don't have the heavenly eye of Erlang God, so I can't help you." The other side patted his ass and went back, isn't it that the two mortals are gone, this kind of trivial matter must at least hone and hone the heir of the space, and it must not be tired to death if everything happens!

Conceived by heaven and earth, it has never understood the feeling of father's love and mother's love.

At this time, Mu Ling's head was hollow, there must have been something that couldn't be let her know, otherwise Father Mu wouldn't have swallowed so much, and lied to her.

At this time, Mu Ling had nothing more than a few thoughts in her heart:

First: kidnapping. In the hands of criminals, of course, there is a need for cover-up.

Second: What is often said in the essay that a relative died in the early stage of the high school entrance examination, hiding a series from the child.

Third: What Mu Ling is most afraid of is that someone knows her identity as a cultivator, so she holds her parents hostage to achieve something. (To be continued.) )