Chapter 335

The next day—

There was a calligraphy and painting stall next to the market, so that no one paid attention to it, but the calligraphy and painting stall was a sketch for people, which attracted the attention of the crowd at that time, and many people stopped because of curiosity.

"It's done, what do you think?"

Yunxi sat behind the drawing board, quickly drew Ling Heng's appearance, and then showed it to Ling Heng.

Ling Heng looked at the simple and clear lines and the black pen sketches with distinctive personal characteristics and was surprised for a moment.

Although the painting is black and white, the boy in the painting gives people the feeling of being full of vitality.

It turned out that in Yunxi's eyes, he was like this.

Yun Xi quickly wrote the word 'cloud' in the corner of the painting, indicating that it was painted by her.

"Okay, it's your turn next," Yunxi sat over there, waiting for Ling Heng to draw for her.

Ling Heng had learned this kind of painting from Yun Xi, but every time he stared at Yun Xi, he would be distracted.

"How?" Yunxi waited for a while, but when he didn't start writing, he was a little anxious.

Could it be that she can't express herself? So Ling Heng didn't learn?

"Immediately," Ling Heng brushed, put down the pen, quickly sketched, and a youthful sketch full of vitality appeared in his hand, and he also learned Yunxi's habits, and landed the word 'Heng' in the corner.

The word "constant" exploded at that time.

"It's the creator of "Learn Words with Pictures" 'Heng'!"

With this exclamation, the scene was excited.

Ling Heng didn't know what Yunxi had done at all, he was so enthusiastic about being blown up at this time, and he didn't react.

"Thank you!"

A bunch of thanks came to Ling Heng like a wave.

Ling Heng stood still, but he knew that it must have been Yunxi who had done something.

Yunxi smiled like a cat that had stolen a fishy cat, happy.

"Maybe it's an impersonator too?"

There was humanity in the crowd.

"See that? It's exactly the same way it is written. ”

"Yes, he is the author of "Literacy with Pictures" 'Heng', I don't believe you can go to Xianyun Bookstore to ask, everyone in the bookstore knows it!"

Yun Xi was in the middle of the crowd and introduced Ling Heng.

Ling Heng knew the book "Literacy with Pictures", and he also knew that it was Yunxi who came up with it, but what he didn't expect was that Yunxi would put all the credit on him, and suddenly, the emotions in his heart and mouth were surging like a tide, impacting.

"Xi'er ......"

Ling Heng subconsciously muttered this title in a low voice.

Yunxi smiled and said, "He is now studying in Houcheng Academy, and he plans to participate in the talent examination next year." ”

"Why?" Ling Heng hoarsely walked to Yunxi's side and asked in a low voice.

Yunxi smiled openly and brightly, and smiled at Ling Heng: "Let's set up a stall first." ”

Ling Heng bowed his head.

After many people knew that this stall was the constant pendulum of "Literacy with Painting", they all came to cheer, and when they got the sketch, they expressed their satisfaction.

One of Ling Heng's learning abilities is to understand it at one point!

After drawing a few paintings, Ling Heng was already able to sketch with both hands.

Speaking of implementation, she looked a little jealous on the sidelines.

I think that at the beginning, in order to learn sketching, but she signed up for a class and learned twenty-six lessons from the teacher, but Ling Heng, she just taught it yesterday, and today it is already better than what she has learned in this specialty.

People compare with each other, sometimes it's really ...... It's useless to be envious and jealous.

As soon as it was busy, the time quickly reached dusk.

"That's it for today, I will continue to set up a stall tomorrow, if you like sketching, you can come back tomorrow," Yunxi greeted the crowd, packing up the tools for setting up the stall.

Ling Heng took it in his hand and led Yun Xi to leave one after the other.

The light of dusk hits the two people, bringing out the warmth of dusk, and the background of the two people walking forward one after the other is as beautiful as a painting.

(End of chapter)