"Sakurabai, is there still time?"

"Just in time." Sakura Bai nodded lightly and answered me without hesitation.

There are only three days left, and there are three illustrations, so it always feels like it's too late, after all, it took two weeks for a painting when Sakura White was the most.

I always feel that when Sakura Bai draws the illustrations of this book, his expression is surprisingly weird, and it may not be appropriate to use weirdness, which should be said to be inconsistent with Sakura Bai. The corners of the mouth are slightly hooked, and there is a feeling of clumsiness, the feeling of learning to laugh.

"Sakura white has also changed, because of you."

"Miss Mu Ya, please stop joking."

"It's too much.,No matter what, I know Sakura Bai so well.,I even know Sakura Bai all three.,It's ...... from top to bottom."

"Stop, stop, stop, Miss Muya, don't do this, I believe, I believe you!"

"It turns out that geniuses also learn things that are difficult......

Miss Mu Ya's voice suddenly became much quieter, and what I heard was only vague.

"Huh?"

"Sakurabai's paintings are wonderful."

"Mu Ya's painting this time is absent-minded."

"Huh? Is Mu Ya's painting also there? ”

"What were you looking at when I looked at that painting?"

There was a clear doubt in Sakura's words, as if there was anything more worthy of being seen besides the painting she was looking at.

At this time, Miss Mu Ya's expression was calm, but I was extremely surprised, because until now, except for Miss Mu Ya's paintings, I had not heard a trace of what was valuable or meaningful in Sakura's words.

"I saw it, but I only glanced at it cursoryly......

"It's nothing, it's just a painting."

"But your paintings are definitely more than that, and your style has changed ......"

"Who do you think harmed you, it's not because you left ...... suddenly?"

"...... me?"

"That's right! I thought you wouldn't succeed in drawing comics, so I taught you how to use a drawing board, thinking that you would come back obediently after being frustrated, and who knew that you would become a professional cartoonist......"

Miss Mu Ya's emotions were not overly excited, but there was a little tremor in her voice, and occasionally there was a heavier voice.

"What ...... in my paintings?"

Miss Mu Ya looked at Sakura Bai with a smile, and the question she raised had a feeling of lack of confidence.

"Painted a scene of winter."

Miss Mu Ya looked at Sakura Bai in front of her and sighed softly.

"Sure enough...... I can only draw......"

The smile hasn't changed much, just a little bit of loss. Miss Mu Ya sat at the table decadently like a deflated ball.

"Miss Mu Ya's painting is painted by two people."

"Huh?"

"Hey......"

Sakura Bai had a shocked expression on her face, and Miss Mu Ya sighed, so it seems that what she said is right.

"It's obviously two houses......"

"This painting painted you and Miss Mu Ya, and also painted you and me."

This time, both Sakura Bai and Miss Mu Ya had shocked expressions on their faces.

"Where's you?"

"Obviously there are only two houses......"

"Miss Mu Ya's painting of the snow scene, not to highlight the gap between the rich and the poor, at the foot of the house in the picture, there are tools that leak a little, there are few tools next to the luxurious house, but there are a lot of tools next to the dilapidated house, and there are leftovers, half of the snow is covered, so it is not eye-catching."

"I just said I just took a cursory look......"

"It's because it's very impressive, and there aren't many that can arouse your interest."

Miss Mu Ya's lips were tightly closed, and she didn't say anything, but her expression seemed to want me to continue.

"Miss Mu Ya said that because you are gone, her paintings have changed, just now I checked Miss Mu Ya's past paintings, and the style has indeed changed a lot."

"So ......"

"So what Miss Mu Ya drew is just a gap in talent."

"Talent...... What's that......"

"What you and Yingluo have, but we don't have, although there is not much difference in the degree of effort, but what you do and what you create is completely different, this is talent."

"People who don't have talent can understand each other at this time."

Miss Mu Ya exhaled and cleared her throat.

"Because you left the studio, I didn't know how to paint, it was like I had a bottleneck, and it was a big problem, because I was all inspired by you, so this painting was an impression after you left. All my possibilities are brought by you, so it will have a great impact. ”

"But, Miss Mu Ya, in what I said just now, your personal thoughts did not appear from beginning to end."