"Oba, what are you going to draw?" Jiang Minjing sat honestly next to Luo Yuci, looked at him thinking with a charcoal pen, and asked with some curiosity.

"Emmm, I haven't thought about it yet." Luo Yuci replied quite confusedly, he just looked left and right, there didn't seem to be any special scenery worth painting here.

"Hum hum hum ~~~" and Park Hyo-min was already humming the song and moved his hands.

After a while, when Luo Yuci's gaze swept over Pu Suyan and the others who were playing cards on the blanket, a flash of inspiration also determined what he wanted to draw.

After a few strokes, Luo Yuci had simply set the shape for the whole painting, although Jiang Minjing couldn't see what Luo Yuci was painting at the moment, but she didn't ask, so she watched quietly, for fear that her voice would affect him.

"Minjing, what style of songs do you want for this album? Is it lyrical, or is it light? Or something else? On the contrary, Luo Yuci talked to her first.

"Huh? Album?! Kang Min Kyung snorted in some surprise, making Park Hyo Min glance at this curiously.

"Well, what's wrong?" While Luo Yuci asked, he also sketched two villains on the paper.

"I, I thought Oba, you were going to write us a song." Jiang Minjing raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, smiling embarrassedly.

"Haha." Maybe he was infected by Jiang Minjing, and when Luo Yuci heard this, he couldn't help but chuckle: "This is not bad for me, write more when you have time, write less when you don't have time, anyway, there will definitely not be only one song." ”

After picking up the eraser and erasing the crooked lines on the drawing paper, Luo Yuci continued: "Anyway, Minjing, you are also the only two girl groups in our company, and it is normal to release an album, right?" And you and Hai Li Nuna haven't released an album for you since they came to our company. ”

"Hehe, anyway, I finally see what you're drawing, Oba." Jiang Minjing smiled happily, after all, who is not happy to have an album, not to mention that Jiang Minjing is still written by his idol.

"See?" Luo Yuci smiled and turned his head to look at her.

"These two are sitting and drawing, it's me and Oba, this is Hyomin Oni, and on the blanket are Soyan Oni, Oba, how did you draw so small and still paint so similarly?" Jiang Minjing stretched out his fingers as green as white jade, pointing to the villains on the drawing paper and distinguishing them one by one, although some Luo Yuci had not yet drawn their faces, but it did not prevent her from recognizing them.

"Practice makes perfect, you can draw it with more practice, Minjing, you should know the meaning of practice makes perfect, right?" Luo Yuci asked a little uneasily, he generally doesn't say much about these four-character idioms, just because he is afraid that sometimes others will not understand.

"Of course I know, I also learned a little bit of Chinese." Jiang Minjing stretched out two fingers and folded them together and said playfully.

"Oh? Would you say that too? ”

"No, I can only understand a little bit, I didn't learn much and gave up, it's a little difficult." Jiang Minjing blushed a little embarrassed.

"Don't be embarrassed, Chinese is just hard to learn." After Luo Yuci comforted her, she didn't say anything more, but concentrated on drawing the group portrait in front of her, and Jiang Minjing didn't continue to speak.

And when Park Hyo-min finished painting his own landscape painting, he also tiptoed to Luo Yuci, who was still painting, with a stool, to see what he had painted, but he hadn't finished painting yet, but this look made her stunned.

Luo Yuci's painting is too good, whether it is himself, or Jiang Minjing next to him, or he who just painted himself and Quan Baolan, who played cards, they are all painted vividly, and the characteristics of each person are presented, compared with him, what he just painted is just like a primary school student's painting, or now turn his head and tear his own, right? A thought suddenly flashed through Park Hyo-min's mind.

Forget it, it was also painted by his own hard work, not compared with a genius like Oba, Park Hyo-min shook his head, threw that idea out, and learned with peace of mind.

"yes, that's it!" Putting down the pen in his hand, Luo Yuci took the drawing paper off the drawing board, blew off the eraser foam on it, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Oba, come on, I'll appreciate it." Park Hyo-min couldn't wait to stretch out his hand as he spoke.

"Surprise me, when did you come here? Are you done drawing? ”

"I've already finished painting, hey, Oba, you're so good at painting that I want to learn how to draw from you." After receiving the painting handed by Luo Yuci, Park Hyo-min exclaimed and came up with the idea of apprenticeship, but unfortunately, this idea was passed by a certain little dinosaur as soon as he said it.

"No, Oba will teach me now, Ernie should find someone else." Park Ji-yeon, who had finished playing the game, heard Park Hyo-min's words as soon as she came over, and hurriedly hugged one of Luo Yuci's arms and grimaced at Park Hyo-min, if you add another Hyo-min Ernie, Oba should have less time to teach herself, and in that case, she won't be able to catch up with Ernie, so she can't do it!

"How about I give all the snacks in my room to you, little dinosaur? There is sincerity in this condition, right? Park Hyo-min took out her big killing weapon, and she usually used snacks to make Park Ji-yeon run errands, so in her opinion, Park Ji-yeon would never refuse this condition.

"Emm, although the snack is very delicious, but! I still refuse! Park Ji-yeon struggled for a short time, but still firmly rejected Park Hyo-min.

"Shouldn't the two of you ask my own opinion on this kind of thing?" Luo Yuci rubbed Park Ji-yeon's hair with a smile and a smile: "Let's go, the little dinosaur and Minjing, let's go and see how Xiaomin painted." ”

"It's not as good as yours Oba." Park Hyo-min said in frustration, just now he was ashamed to say that he wanted Luo Yuci to see his superb painting skills, now it's okay, he should be making a fool of himself.

"It's okay.,It's at the level of my freshman year of high school.,Xiaomin, your landscape painting is still good.,The shadows.,The distance of the branches are handled very well.,It's just not colored.,It's better to look better if it's colored.。 Luo Yuci touched his chin with one hand and held Park Hyomin's painting in the other, and he really thought that Park Hyomin's painting was good, no wonder he was admitted to the art department of Sungkyunkwan.

"I feel like Oba and Ernie are so versatile." Jiang Minjing said with some envy, and then, she carefully tugged Luo Yuci's sleeve, and said with some expectation: "That, Oba, can you draw a picture for me later?" ”

"Okay, what do you want?" Luo Yuci nodded, it was difficult to come out today, so I practiced more.

"Just draw me, okay?" Jiang Minjing looked at Luo Yuci expectantly, a little afraid that he would refuse.

"Okay, but let me rest for a while, I'm a little tired from just finishing a drawing, and it's almost time for lunch."

Luo Yuci stretched her waist, shouted to Park Hyo-min, and then walked towards Quan Baolan with the two people around her.