Ye Xuan was actually a little speechless to Xiaohong, although the physical strength of his body was stronger than that on the earth, what kind of trouble would he make with a pot of charcoal and more than a thousand pieces of paper.

However, looking at Xiaohong's expectant eyes, he had to nod, and then pointed to the outside and said, "Let's go outside, they are moving here, and it will be noisy." ”

"Okay!"

As soon as Ye Xuan finished speaking, Xiaohong commanded the maid with the paper and Xiaorui holding the charcoal basin to come to the courtyard together, and then found a quieter place.

After that, she also asked someone to move a desk and two chairs.

"I'm almost ready now, but there's still a lack of someone for us to paint, so let's just let Xiaorui go. Ye Xuan's eyes turned and he put it directly on Xiaorui's body.

Although Xiaorui is very bad with him, she is also a lovely little maid, and there is nothing to paint her.

Moreover, Ye Xuan also took this opportunity to knock Xiaorui first, so that she could know how powerful and capable she was.

"That's good, I've never painted a picture of Xiaorui yet. Xiaohong agreed with Ye Xuan's proposal.

Although she had a cold attitude towards Xiaorui just now, she actually regarded Xiaorui as a sister, so it was naturally very good to draw pictures for her sisters.

It was Xiaorui, after she figured out that Xiaohong was going to learn to draw with Ye Xuan, a look of disdain suddenly appeared on her face.

In her mind, even if a person with amnesia had a good foundation before, it was impossible for him to draw particularly good paintings, so the two of them painting themselves was a complete waste of her appearance.

Of course, she naturally didn't dare to say such words, so she could only recall the scene in her expression.

After Ye Xuan saw her expression, an idea suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Xiaohong, you are optimistic about the way you paint, now I will draw a portrait of her, and I will ask you some questions later. ”

"Yes, Young Master Xuan!"

Ye Xuan took advantage of Xiaorui's expression to still have it, hurriedly took the shaved charcoal, and began to sketch Xiaorui.

Xiaorui had never seen Ye Xuan's painting skills, so after seeing Ye Xuan start to use charcoal to paint himself, the expression on his face became even more disdainful.

And her appearance was completely drawn by Ye Xuan.

In just five minutes, Ye Xuan drew this simple sketch, and even drew Xiaorui's look and expression.

That is, there is no paint in this world, otherwise he would have painted more perfectly, rather than black and white.

"This ...... , worthy of Young Master Xuan!"

After Xiaohong saw Ye Xuan's painting, she felt shocked again.

The drawings drawn by Ye Xuan had already made her appreciate it very much, although it seemed that it was not a proper job in Xiaohong's eyes, but the painting was indeed very good.

But after all, the drawings are relatively simple, but the task is different, not to mention that Ye Xuan is so expressive, and the girl in the words is simply a copy of Xiaorui.

"Don't care about how good I paint, just look closely at the way I paint. Ye Xuan smiled lightly, then got up and gave up his seat, letting Xiaohong also learn her own techniques to paint Xiaorui.

Just now, Xiaohong had already paid attention to Ye Xuan's technique, so she was not polite, and directly began to imitate it to draw once.

It's a pity that as the first time to sketch, even with Ye Xuan by her side to guide, she still paints a little differently.

But it doesn't matter, because any skill is developed slowly, and even geniuses can learn it easily.

In this way, Ye Xuan and Xiaohong taught and learned one by one, and soon half a day passed.

In this half day, Ye Xuan didn't feel bored when reading words, but felt very fulfilling, this is the difference between being with Xiaohong and being with Liu Ruxin.

Liu Ruxin regarded him as a tool to realize his dreams, and Ye Xuan was not willing to talk to her too much, which is the so-called Tao difference and not conspiring with each other.

No matter how good-looking Liu Ruxin is, it is impossible to tempt Ye Xuan with her beauty alone, because Ye Xuan's concentration has long been refined in the previous life.

In the era of science and technology, there are many synthetic beauties, even if they are not real people, but they look no different from real people.

"Xiaohong, let's practice here today, your painting skills have grown a lot, but you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Ye Xuan looked up at the sun and knew that it was time for lunch.

"Yes, Young Master Xuan!"

Xiaohong drew dozens of pieces of paper in one go, and she was also satisfied at this time, so as soon as Ye Xuan shouted to stop, she didn't continue to paint.

Crash!

Just when Xiaohong was packing up her drawing paper, because of an accident, a piece of paper flew to the ground.

When he landed, the picture happened to be facing up, which made Xiaorui, who was standing not far away, see it.

Coincidentally, this painting is still the one that Ye Xuan painted for Xiaorui.

After finding that the paper had fallen, Xiaohong hurriedly got up to pick it up, but as soon as she stood up, Xiaorui had already run over and took the paper in her hand.

"This ...... How is this possible?"

Xiaorui is also a person who often looks in the mirror, so of course she knows that the characters in the painting are herself, but she can't think of why the people in the painting are so similar to herself, even with that disdainful look, they are so in place.

As soon as she saw this disdainful look, Xiaorui felt as if she had been hit by an arrow in her heart, and her heart ached.

"It's like that!"

At this time, Xiaohong also came to Xiaorui's side.

Xiaohong and Xiaorui are Liu Ruxin's two closest maids, so Xiaohong knows Xiaorui's thoughts very well.

"Sister Xiaohong, this painting ......"

"It was painted by Young Master Xuan, although Young Master Xuan has lost his memory, but the painting skills he inherited are also at the level of education. ”

Xiaohong told everything truthfully, although Ye Xuan's painting skills have not yet been confirmed, but in Xiaohong's opinion, such painting skills are enough to reach the level of those painters at the level of the Book of Enlightenment.

Of course, if a painter of that level paints, he will get some mysterious powers, but what Ye Xuan paints is just a painting, and he will not have special mysterious powers.

But then again, just by virtue of his painting skills, it is enough to join a family with a painter's heritage, and then live a life without worrying about food and clothing.

After Xiaorui listened to Xiaohong's words, her eyes were suddenly full of confusion, she couldn't have imagined that Ye Xuan, who was so despised by herself, would have such superb skills.

In the face of Ye Xuan like this, Xiaorui still gave a look of contempt and disdain just now, which made her want to find a hole to get into at the moment.

"Whew!" After taking a long breath, Xiaorui gritted her teeth and said, "Sister Xiaohong, can you give me this painting?"

Xiaorui really didn't want this painting to circulate, she didn't want to lose this person.