At this time, it was not yet time for the opening of Huangjia University.

The streets are cleaned, and there are only a few students walking.

Tang Luo just opened the door of the art club.

A young girl sitting in front of an easel turned her eyes to look at her.

The girl who looked at her, named Mu Ningxi, was one of her few friends.

Although she is a white and sweet person, she is not stupid.

Mu Ningxi saw that the person walking towards her was the Tang Luo she had been thinking about, and she quickly got up.

A white dress, with her movements as she got up, set off a flowing arc.

"Luoluo, come here, come here......"

Tang Luo is finally here, she has been waiting for her for a long time!

"What's wrong?"

Hearing her say this, Tang Luo quickly quickened the pace on his feet and stood in front of the easel with her.

The small hand that was still holding the paintbrush pointed out the canvas on the easel to Tang Luo.

"Look at the painting I'm painting, I've been looking at it myself for a long time, and I always feel that something doesn't seem right, but I can't see what is wrong......

Although, the art major she studied at Huangjia University is somewhat different from Tang Luo's.

But Tang Luo's major also needs to learn to paint.

And the level of her painting is even beyond her reach!

"Okay, I'll take a look."

Following the direction of Mu Ningxi's finger, Tang Luo held his cheek with his right hand, and looked at it with an unusually serious expression.

After looking at it for a few minutes, Tang Luo's dark brown eyes showed a glimmer of light.

"Ningxi, I know why you always feel that this picture you drew is wrong."

Hearing this, Mu Ningxi hurriedly clenched the paintbrush, and her small face was full of excitement.

"You got it? Why? Luoluo, hurry up and tell me, hurry up and talk to me! ”

Tang Luo glanced at Mu Ningxi, and her cherry red lips raised into a light smile.

Stretching out his small slender hand, at the bottom right of the canvas nailed to the easel, he drew a semicircle.

"Look at the bottom right of your picture."

"Hmm...... Is there something wrong with that piece? ”

She blinked her big watery eyes and waited obediently for Tang Luo to tell her the reason.

"The color of that piece is a little too light compared to the rest of the painting, which makes the whole painting incongruous, so you always feel that this painting is wrong."

"Oh......"

After listening to Tang Luo's answer, Mu Ningxi immediately felt enlightened, hugged Tang Luo beside him tightly, and his tone was hard to hide his excitement.

"I said why I always feel wrong! So that's it...... I understand! I understand! Luoluo, I really love you so much! ”

Seeing Mu Ningxi sit back down, the wooden stool behind the easel, Tang Luo's eyes moved elsewhere.

Looking around, he found that there were only her and Mu Ningxi in the art club now, Tang Luo asked with a puzzled face.

"Ningxi, where is Zhong Yuze? Didn't he come to the art club today? "No one else is in the art club, why are you calling her to do it?

She came to the art club today, not only because Mu Ningxi was looking for her, but also because Zhong Yuze said that there were some things to discuss with them about the recruitment of new artists in the art club next semester.

Mu Ningxi, who was holding a paintbrush dipped in paint, heard Tang Luo's question, her hand stopped, and she opened her closed lips and said.

"You mean the president? He went out ten minutes ago, so he should be back in a moment. ”

"Okay."

Tang Luo nodded, sat down in her place in the art club, picked up a picture album on the table and flipped through it.