When Wen Ling's little hand stretched out further, Jiang Shi only felt that the strings in his head were broken all of a sudden.

In the night, what kind of picture is it to accompany a little fool to paint?

Jiang Shi also experienced this kind of thing for the first time, so he didn't know how to describe this kind of scene.

Probably, if he is the pen, then Wen Ling is the pure white paper, waiting for him to write and draw on it, trace and smear.

At first, Jiang Shi had little experience, he was a big old man, where did he learn such a delicate job as painting?

However, after all, he is literate and has read medicine, and although he is new to painting and has little experience, after trying a few times, he has slowly mastered the key points.

If you want to draw a good picture in the night, and if you want to fill the pure white paper of the little girl, then the first thing is to hold the pen hand, and you can't shake it.

Be steady, keep the pen in your hand, straight and straight.

Then you need to think about where to put pen to paper.

The little girl is the most beautiful picture, so how can he paint it to make it more perfect?

This is very much considering Jiang Shi's painting skills, but Jiang Shi learned quickly.

At first, I was still a little shaky and a little overwhelmed, but after groping a few times, I knew where to start and where to go.

The pen walks between the dragons, how can it make the painting look more delicate and more amazing.

Occasionally, the nib needs to be lifted lightly so that the stroke looks, to put it mildly, less heavy.

But the drawing paper seemed to be nostalgic, and it was gently brought up by this brush.

After it was slightly cocked, it fell down lightly.

Then in the next second, it should be a heavy place, the pen should be heavy, and wherever the pen goes, it can still cause the paper to tremble.

Ink smudged on the paper, and at first it was just a dripping of ink, lightly embellished.

Later, as Jiang Shi's pen became heavier and heavier, so heavy that it almost penetrated the back of the paper, the originally light and thin paper had already turned up a cute little edge.

And Jiang Shi's pen still didn't stop.

The painting is not finished yet, how can it be stopped?

Faster, more powerful, and thicker.

This is the most crucial part of the painting, so it is impossible for Jiang Shi to stop, and even increased his strength a little, so he almost smudged the ink behind his back with a single stroke, and then fell on the table where he painted.

Syllable!

With the last stroke, after falling heavily, the tip of the pen paused for a long time, as if a thick ink was smearing around little by little, making the painting more perfect.

Drops of thick ink are piled up to that point, and after slowly blurring, the painting is completed.

Then, the pen rested, the paper stopped, and there was a breeze blowing in the night, Jiang Shi gently shook Wen Ling's little hand, and then waited for the paper to dry.

Then this painting under the night is truly completed.

Until the painting was completed, Jiang Shi had not yet reacted to what he had done.

He was even immersed in the joy of the completion of the painting, and the corners of his lips unconsciously hooked up a smile.

has been weighed down by the burden of life all these years, and Jiang Shi has rarely laughed from the bottom of his heart.

However, now because of a painting, the whole person is much more relaxed.

It's like a talent that has been held back for many years, or something else, is released along with this painting.

When the painting was actually completed, Jiang Shi only felt that his heart was extremely satisfied.

(End of chapter)