Bi Xia didn't have such a deep feeling as Ye Mang, but couldn't help but exclaim: "Tsk, it's really rich." ”

Ye Mangmao held his forehead again, and secretly glanced at the housekeeper who was leading the way for him in front, and saw that the person was standing empty-eyed, with the kind smile on his face at the beginning, and he didn't seem to hear his best friend's words, so he was relieved.

was glared at by Ye Mang, and Bi Xia immediately shut up.

Shrugging helplessly, she admits that she really doesn't have the slightest bit of artistic cell.

After showing them around the rooms, the butler led them into the largest room at the end of the hallway.

Due to his previous experience, Ye Mangmang was a little curious this time.

As soon as she opened the door, she was not disappointed.

It was a huge, empty house, with large rooms and nothing but a few painting fixtures, with the occasional embellishment of paint.

The walls are covered with abstract patterns, seemingly chaotic but in a very regular manner.

Bi Xia pursed his lips in disappointment, but Ye Mang smiled with his eyebrows. Only she, who is also a painter, can appreciate the aura contained in this room.

Knowing that Ye Mangmang would immediately change his state when he was working, Bi Xia also wanted to find something to do for himself, so he quietly pulled the housekeeper away while Ye Mangmang was setting up an easel and adjusting paints.

When the housekeeper was pulled out, he had a kind smile on his face all the time. It looked very kind, and it also made Bi Xia feel that he couldn't say what he said next.

"May I ask, do you have many easels and brushes here? It doesn't need to be too good, I just want to draw it casually. ”

But after hesitating for a long time, she still asked.

The main thing is that there is nothing to do, and in such a very artistic space, naturally, there will be a little bit of a little bit of self-aware ideas.

"Yes, miss."

The butler still smiled, nodded respectfully, turned his head to one of the maids around him, and took out a set of painting tools with great efficiency.

"Well, I really don't need to be too good! Sort of, wasteful. ”

Even if Bi Xia didn't have artistic cells, she could see the advanced level of this set of tools, and it was not an ordinary level at first glance.

"It's okay, the young master's friends naturally want to enjoy the same treatment."

The butler was still smiling, not caring about these questions at all.

In desperation, Bi Xia had no choice but to take such a set of top-notch equipment and start her scribbling work. Originally, it was still a bit playful, but now I have to be a little more serious.

I don't know how long I have been painting, but Bi Xia feels that his arms can't be lifted softly, and Ye Manmang is still depicting it seriously. From her point of view, she could see a general outline, but she couldn't give an evaluation of the lack of money, so she could only sigh in her heart:

My house is so vast that I can easily draw such a beautiful picture.

Seeing that she was about to give up, she also regained motivation.

However, in fact, Ye Manmang was not as easy as Bi Xia imagined. Contrary to her calm expression, she was extremely irritable.

This doesn't feel right, although the whole picture looks very harmonious and beautiful, but this is only in the eyes of outsiders.

She always felt that something was missing in the painting, but she didn't know what was missing.

Frowning invisibly and continuing to complete his work, Ye Manmang once again devoted himself to a new round of composition. And before she knew it, the first draft she had already drawn in her hand was already piled up with a small plate.

"It doesn't feel right, it's a lack of emotion."

I don't know when, a voice sounded from behind Ye Mang, startling her, and when she turned her head, it turned out to be Shen Muyan who didn't know when she came over.

Bixia was also frightened, but her reaction was not so violent.

I didn't expect that one day I would be so absorbed by painting that I would ignore everything around me.

Looking up, Bi Xia saw a man wearing black short sleeves, coffee-colored shorts, and colorful sneakers. I thought it was a colorful sneaker, but when I looked closely, I realized that it was a pair of white sneakers stained with colorful paint.

It seems that it should be the owner of this villa, I thought that such a rich and stylish person would be a person in a suit and leather shoes, holding red wine, deep facial features, and extremely stylish. But I didn't expect it to be such a person, an extreme, extremely artistic man, heh, heh. She couldn't help but think of the disobedient rebellious students in her school days.

However, ignoring this unruly dress, this person's face is quite good-looking.

Seeing that it was Shen Muyan, Ye Mangmao also put her mind at ease, and when she first entered this villa, she guessed whether it would be his private property, and now that he came in so naturally, it seems that the truth is also inseparable.

"Hmm. Without a soul, there is no vitality, and you can't even attract yourself, let alone others. ”

Turning her mind back to her own painting, Ye Mangmu nodded in frustration, she also knew that she lacked emotion, but she didn't know what went wrong.

"You can't keep going around this dead end, try to get out of this dead zone, maybe it will work."

After pondering for a moment, Shen Muyan said with a serious face, it was a sincere suggestion.

"I know." I just don't know how to jump out, after all, it's not something I can control.

What are they talking about? Why can't I understand a word?

Listening to the two of them "soul" and "dead zone" around a big circle, Bi Xia said that his head was big. I sat in my seat in a daze, not knowing what I was supposed to do.

Seeing that Ye Mang didn't seem to understand, Shen Muyan also sighed helplessly, he couldn't help with this kind of thing, so he could only wait for her to comprehend it herself.

Trying to change his attention, he turned around and glanced in the room, only then did he catch a glimpse of someone in the room, and after thinking about the news of Ye Mangmu before, he immediately reacted that this was her best friend.

Since he is Ye Mang's best friend, his artistic cells will naturally not be bad, so when he thinks about it, he wants to come forward and wait and see. And seeing that she also has an easel, no matter how you look at it, she is also a like-minded person.

However, the result was a big disappointment for him.

"Blank, why doesn't your girlfriend have half of your aura?"

has always been "informal", and when he had doubts in his heart, Shen Muyan said it directly. However, although he didn't have the slightest malice towards Bi Xia, he still really disliked it.

For him, this visual experience is like looking at a pile of garbage surrounded by flies.

It's not that serious, but it's pretty much the same.

Hearing Shen Muyan's big words, Ye Mangmu felt a sigh in his heart.