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It felt like a world away, but it was so clear that He Xing felt panicked.

"Ahh Shen Shao is also there......"

Liuli, who was thinking about He Xing, suddenly turned his head and saw Shen Mingkai, and suddenly he was a little panicked, and couldn't help but shout, and even his voice trembled a little.

"Mingkai! Why are you still here, don't you say something's wrong? ”

Immediately behind Liuli was a middle-aged woman, when she saw Shen Mingkai, she unconsciously showed a puzzled expression, but unlike Liuli, the woman's voice was full of kindness, and listening to her tone, it seemed that she was very familiar with Shen Mingkai, because He Xing heard the woman call Shen Mingkai Mingkai.

"Don't worry, it's not too late to leave after reading this painting!" I only heard Shen Mingkai answer coldly.

But I don't know if He Xing is thinking too much or what's going on, she always felt that when Shen Mingkai said that, his eyes seemed to be staring at him, and listening to his feelings, He Xing always felt weird, as if he was talking to himself.

"Look at the paintings?!" Hearing Shen Mingkai's reply, the woman didn't seem to care about Shen Mingkai's cold tone, but followed everyone's gaze in the direction of He Xing.

When the woman's gaze touched the painting on the table next to He Xing, she saw the woman walking towards it with a smile.

On the table next to He Xing was the painting He Xing had just finished, He Xing didn't know who this woman was, and he didn't know what she was going to do, so He Xing didn't speak, just looked at the woman quietly.

"Who drew this?" Walking to the table, the woman picked up the painting and asked casually.

However, at the same time as the woman asked, the woman looked at He Xing.

The woman's sudden question, as well as the eyes she suddenly looked at, made He Xing stunned, how did He Xing feel that this person seemed to know that this painting was painted by himself.

"I painted it!" He Xing said expressionlessly.

Anyway, whether it was the woman in front of him or Shen Mingkai, it made He Xing have a bad feeling, and there was an inexplicable emotion, wandering in He Xing's heart, which made He Xing very uncomfortable.

Hearing He Xing's words, the woman showed a kind smile at He Xing, and then looked at He Xing's painting as if nothing happened.

The woman didn't say anything except for smiling at He Xing, which surprised He Xing, but that's right, He Xing didn't know her anyway, she probably wanted to say it and was embarrassed to speak.

"He Xing, I heard you right, this is what you painted?" At the moment when she heard He Xing answer the woman's question, Liuli was really shocked, so she asked in He Xing's ear in a low voice.

After all, Liuli didn't know that He Xing could draw comics, before coming, Liuli thought He Xing was just a person, but I didn't expect that now it was by mistake in the animation club, under the nose of Xia Meizi's teacher, he started to paint, Liuli is really big, Xia Meizi treats the painter very strictly, and I don't know if He Xing's painting will be approved by her, if, it's okay to say, if it doesn't get recognition, then today, what they asked for, I don't know if it will have an impact because of this incident.

"Yes!" He Xing nodded lightly at Liuli, motioned to Liuli, and then talked to her in detail later

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Bright.

Originally, Liuli's heart was hanging, but now it became more worried because of He Xing's affirmation, so Liuli couldn't help frowning.

"Since Mr. Meizi is here, please comment on this painting!" Just when Liuli was worried about whether today's things could be done, Shen Mingkai suddenly opened his mouth and suggested.

Oops! He Xing still didn't know that the person in front of him was Xia Meizi.

Mo De, He Xing was a little frightened, and he was a little overwhelmed for a while, so after He Xing was stunned for a moment, he honestly answered Shen Mingkai's question and said, "Understand a little!" ”

"Follow me!"

Just after He Xing whispered, Shen Mingkai didn't even give He Xing a chance to breathe, so he said this to He Xing, and then took He Xing to a table.

There is a table and a chair with a blank sheet of paper, and in the upper left corner of the table are various paintbrushes.

"Sit down!" Before He Xing could react, he heard Shen Mingkai's scolding voice coming from the back of He Xing's head, and then He Xing's shoulders were pressed to the seat by a strong force.

"Dry ...... Do? ”

He Xing didn't understand what Shen Mingkai meant, what was he going to do, could it be that he wanted to sit down and paint? So He Xing looked at Shen Mingkai with a puzzled face.

"Paint!"

Scold! Really!

Shen Mingkai: Which tendon is wrong? Wasn't it good when we were talking just now, why did he suddenly want to let himself paint now, was he angry just because he said that the painting shouldn't be placed in the middle of the art hall? No, isn't it just a painting, probably not!

Anyway, it seems that I can't escape painting by myself, but I haven't painted for a long time, and my hands are rusty, so what should I do?

"Let's draw!"

Seeing that He Xing didn't paint with a pen, Shen Mingkai said in a commanding tone, his voice was cold and unavoidable, and he held back the ** that He Xing was going to speak.

I saw He Xing pick up the pen on the table in a daze, bow his head deeply, and show a well-behaved appearance, but as everyone knows, at this moment, He Xing's heart is full of thoughts, and she can't figure out the matter of Shen Mingkai suddenly letting her paint.

However, now He Xing didn't dare to refute Shen Mingkai, because by Shen Mingkai's side, He Xing could faintly feel the anger on Shen Mingkai's body, he seemed to be angry, and he didn't know when He Xing suddenly became scared Shen Mingkai was angry.

Thinking of this, the more He Xing thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, she didn't know where she offended Shen Mingkai, and now she was ordered by him to paint.

Okay, let's do it, just practice your hands.

Soon, under the supervision of Shen Mingkai, He Xing put pen to paper.

Painting is not a simple thing, a good painting is not a simple few strokes can be painted, it requires the painter's long-term perseverance and persistence, in order to present it completely and clearly in front of everyone's eyes.

Although He Xing is not one of those famous artists, she strictly abides by the requirements of painters and demands herself according to the qualities that painters should have, so she will strive to be complete, coherent and clear in all her paintings

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Clarity, so that in the end the best result can be presented in front of everyone's eyes.

So it took He Xing a long time to paint this painting, and there were many people who passed by during this period, and they all saw the painting He Xing was making.

The people who can walk around in the animation club of Shen Yao Group are nothing more than some related to animation or comics, so they also know about painting, and now they can't help but be curious when they see He Xing painting in public, of course, the most curious thing for them is the person standing next to the painter, yes, it is Shen Mingkai.

Shen Mingkai can watch it here in person, then there is definitely something here, anyway, they have nothing to do, so it is better to take a look here.

So many people stayed here with such thoughts, and after a long time, they didn't expect the onlookers to crowd the entire hall.

"Who is this? It's not bad......"

The person watching the excitement on the side whispered to the person next to him.

"I don't know!"

"I haven't seen her, so she shouldn't be from our animation club!"

"But she's really okay with her drawings......"

"Yes......"

“……”

Shen Mingkai was always next to He Xing, so the whispers of several people naturally fell into Shen Mingkai's ears, they didn't say anything, He Xing's painting was indeed quite in the past.

Shen Mingkai didn't expect that He Xing actually had painting skills, and when he heard He Xing slandering that painting, Shen Mingkai wanted to teach He Xing a lesson, but he didn't expect that she could still draw comics, which made Shen Mingkai look at her differently.

However, even if He Xing can draw a comic, what can she do, so it can't withstand her sin of slandering that painting in front of her, besides, and look at He Xing's painting, the level is just in the past, her level is still far behind those famous artists, and that painting is of great significance to Shen Mingkai, why did He Xing slander that painting like that, her painting can't be compared with the painting in the center of the painting hall at all.

Finally, He Xing finished painting, only to see that she put the pencil in her hand back in its place, carefully picked up the painting she had finished, gently blew off the eraser scraps on it, then lifted the painting, looked at it carefully, and finally put the painting back on the table.

"I'm done!" Looking at the painting that was placed on the table by herself, He Xing said happily, and as she spoke, she also looked in the direction of Shen Mingkai.

However, He Xing turned his head, but he was really shocked by the scene in front of him, he didn't know when, He Xing had been surrounded by so many people, He Xing had been painting with his heart just now, so He Xing automatically ignored the sounds around him, so he didn't know.

However, although there were many people around He Xing, they were all three steps away from He Xing, only Shen Mingkai was closest to her, looking at He Xing with a scrutinizing gaze.

"He Xing, I've been looking for you for a long time, and I'm muting your phone, so you're here......" I didn't know that Liuli's voice came from that direction, and then He Xing saw Liuli struggling out of the crowd with a nervous look.

Seeing Liuli, He Xing then remembered, she forgot about Liuli, she made this painting and said less.

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