"Oba! I'm here to learn how to draw. ”

Looking at the open security door and Luo Yuci who appeared at the door, Park Ji-yeon shook the brush and paper in her hand, and showed her intention to Luo Yuci with a bright smile.

"Didn't I tell you you didn't have to bring tools? I've got it all here. Facing Park Ji-yeon's cute smiling face, Luo Yuci couldn't help but reach out and pinch her face lightly, and said with a smile.

"Well, I forgot, Oba, do I need to change my shoes?"

"Of course I need to, I finally mopped the floor clean." Luo Yuci nodded without hesitation, took out a pair of brand-new gray cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet and handed them to Park Ji-yeon.

"OK, Oba your room is really clean, much cleaner than my room with Sapphire Oni, Oba are you really a boy who lives alone? There can't be a conch girl or something in the room, right? Park Ji-yeon blinked her big good-looking eyes and looked around, hoping to find a big water tank or something.

"If I had a conch girl, I would definitely let her go to the meeting instead of me, instead of letting her do housework for me in the room, don't look at the little dinosaur, go to the room, I will teach you to draw." Luo Yuci turned around and beckoned Park Ji-yeon to enter the room with him.

"Coming, coming, Oba, what's on your computer? Why can't I read it? ”

After entering Luo Yuci's room, Park Ji-yeon was attracted by the strange symbols densely packed on his computer screen, and she touched her chin and studied it for a long time, but she still didn't see the reason.

"Haha." Luo Yuci, who was moving the chair, was suddenly amused by Park Ji-yeon's words, perhaps because the laughter was too rampant, which attracted Park Ji-yeon's coquettishness.

"What are Oba laughing at?!"

"Ahem, laugh at you, if the little dinosaur can understand these things, you can go to Seoul National University, this is my homework for Oba."

When it comes to homework, Luo Yuci's heart is full of helplessness, the last time he went to Jin Liwen to drop out of school, he was only suspended from school by a mouthful, and now he actually has to hand in the final homework every year, although this is not difficult for him, but it is really time-consuming!

Before Park Ji-yeon came, he had been typing these codes, and even though he had been typing for days, he still hadn't finished even a tenth of them.

"Homework? Oba, you're doing this weird job. ”

"Okay, little dinosaur, you sit here, I'll bring you the line drawings I drew when I first learned to draw, and you can just practice it."

Luo Yuci opened the bottom drawer on the left side of the desk, took out an A4 paper from it, and then took out a few from the bottom and handed them to Park Ji-yeon, who was sitting on his right.

"Oba?"

"Huh?"

"Are you sure this is what you drew when you first started learning to draw?" Park Ji-yeon looked at the various animals and vegetables on the drawing paper, and asked in disbelief, she now suspected that Luo Yuci was showing off.

"Yes, this is my starting point, not your starting point little dinosaur, it's not Oba I boast, I'm probably the genius in your mouth." Luo Yuci nodded, there was no trace of joking on his face, even when he said that he was a genius, he had an ordinary face.

"Oba, you're really not modest at all, some people will say that you are a genius." There was a little more helplessness and laughter in Park Ji-yeon's voice.

"Excessive modesty is also a kind of pride, with that capital, what is there not to say? If I'm modest, don't you plan to say little dinosaur, Oba you must be showing off! When Luo Yuci said this, the whole person was filled with extreme confidence, and in the end, he also smiled and learned Park Ji-yeon's tone.

"Hey, Oba, how do you know?" As soon as Park Ji-yeon finished speaking in surprise, she scratched the back of her head and laughed a little embarrassed.

"You are a child, your mind is written on your face, little dinosaur, you draw it first, I'll then type my code, let me see it after I finish drawing." Luo Yuci said that the child's mind is not a guess? waved his hand and went to do his homework, Park Ji-yeon didn't bother him, lay on the desk, and copied a rooster.

Time passed minute by minute, the two of them were doing their own things, not disturbing each other, Park Ji-yeon brushed her hair from time to time to prevent them from falling on the drawing paper, Luo Yuci occasionally turned her neck to keep it from being too sore, for a while, the whole scene seemed quiet and warm.

"Little dinosaur, you have to straighten the line here, draw it in one stroke, don't repeat it, otherwise it will look too bloated."

After a while, Luo Yuci got up and went to the restaurant to pour two cups of hot tea, and when she came back, she didn't bother her when she saw that Park Ji-yeon was fascinated by the painting, but stood quietly on her side and looked at it, until she stopped writing, and then pointed out the fault he observed.

"Thank you, Oba, but just a stroke? When I paint, it's always crooked, so I can only thicken it repeatedly, and then use an eraser to erase the excess outside, so that it looks straight, but it's a little unclean, hehe. ”

Taking the hot tea handed over by Luo Yuci, Park Zhiyan took a small sip, and her smile was cute, but the words she said also made Luo Yuci feel funny.

"Little dinosaur, you can be regarded as a method, but don't use it in the future, and don't tell others, they will laugh at you then." Luo Yuci rubbed Park Ji-yeon's hair, smiled softly, and after finishing speaking, he pulled his chair to Park Ji-yeon's side.

After sitting down, Luo Yuci continued: "Little dinosaur, when drawing a straight line, you should use your wrist force, not your fingers. ”

Luo Yuci took a brand new piece of white paper, took the pencil handed over by Park Ji-yeon, and drew a straight line on the paper neatly, which also made Park Ji-yeon's eyes flash with a kind of light, now I can do it too.

"Also, the posture you hold the pen is also wrong, don't hold it like you usually write, hold it in your hand."

"In your hand?" Park Ji-yeon took back her pencil and tried Luo Yucijiao's posture, and suddenly, a sense of awkwardness and discomfort came from her fingertips, which made her wonder, can she really draw like this?

"Oba, my drawing is even more crooked!"

Looking at his crooked and twisted "straight line" that is still broken in the middle, it can be regarded as a straight line, Park Ji-yeon is a little eager to cry without tears, compared to Luo Yuci's, it is a broken earthworm!

"Poof, ha, haha, little dinosaur, you can get used to it, forget it, I'll hold your hand, you can feel it." Luo Yuci raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes, stood up and walked behind Park Ji-yeon, and held her soft little hand.