"Crazy crazy, is this kid really going to start drawing?"

"Where is he going with his sketchpad? Is this going to Zone A?"

"Looking at the way he looks, he is going to die and struggle, and I don't know what he can draw, but looking at the place where he went, it was at the corner of Area A, I am afraid that I am afraid that I will be seen that the painting is too bad and will be laughed at, right?"

Lin Yuan walked over with a set of things such as a drawing board and drawing paper.

The people along the way, seeing this scene, all showed a bit of ridicule on their faces.

"I can keep this opportunity for you. ”

When Lin Yuan returned, Sun Bingyan, who was standing there, said this to Lin Yuan.

"Thank you. ”

Lin Yuan nodded, set up the drawing board, arranged the various paints separately, and mixed some paints with water.

Looking at Lin Yuan's fiddling with those paints, Sun Bingyan shook his head in his heart.

He could see that Lin Yuan's movements were too jerky, and he looked like a complete novice.

"I won't bother you. ”

Sun Bingyan left a sentence and turned to leave.

"Grandpa, what are you doing with him?"

Sun Ruoyi saw Sun Bingyan walking out of Lin Yuan's side, and didn't forget to stare at Lin Yuan, who was fiddling with paint there: "This guy is hopeless, he must be sick, sick in the brain!"

"You can't have too much contact with him, what if you get infected?"

Sun Ruoyi vomited, looking very unhappy: "Is he still going to resist stubbornly? It's not that you can win by choosing the paintings in Area A, the paintings in Area A are smashed, and even the paintings in Area D can't be compared." ”

"Well, it's just that it's nice to see a painting, look at it for a while, let's go, don't bother him. ”

Sun Bingyan had no way to deal with this granddaughter.

Lin Yuan put everything in order and checked the paper in his hand again.

"The paper in this is very well prepared, and different paintings need different types of paper, especially the painting in front of you, just one kind of paper is not enough. ”

After determining what he needed, Lin Yuan took a deep breath.

Bite!

Lin Yuan's head rang.

"Whether or not to use an item: the finishing touch"

"The finishing touch: the perfect painting supplies, the pen that embodies the legendary painter Li Xiangyan's lifelong painting skills, after using the invincible painting technique, what the heart thinks, where the pen goes. 」

"The attribute that Grandpa Li Xiangqian met in the café was "proficient in appreciation", Li Xiangqian planned to take away me, but in the end he failed, and the item he got from him was the "finishing touch"!"

"This pen should be enough. ”

Lin Yuan's mind moved, and a brushbrush immediately appeared in his hand, which didn't look much different from an ordinary paintbrush.

The moment Lin Yuan held it in his hand, the whole person instantly entered a mysterious realm.

"Mastery of connoisseurship increases the emotion and judgment of the painting, and the "finishing touch" is like a sword in the hand of a swordsman!"

"So, here we go!"

Lin Yuan's eyes flashed, he stretched out his hand, took out a piece of paper from the side position, and spread it out in front of him.

Bow down and paint!

Sun Ruoyi followed Sun Bingyan's side, a little bored, she regretted it slightly, why did she give her mobile phone to that guy just now, so much so that she didn't even have to play with her mobile phone.

Just let her go to Lin Yuan to get her phone back, Sun Ruoyi wouldn't be able to do such a thing.

When she was idle and bored, she walked around.

"Li Yuege is worthy of being Li Xiangyan's grandson, with strong painting power, and the colors and lines are incomparable. ”

"Wen Lan is not shallow, although she is a little short of the heat, but she is quite comfortable in painting the paintings of Area B. ”

"Fu Zhicheng doesn't feel very good, but the things he painted are still good, although they don't look a little as good as Li Yuege. ”

Sun Ruoyi went around and around, gave her own evaluation in her heart, and couldn't help yawning.

Zhao Lianmeng's group of people got together and started playing poker, originally someone came to Sun Ruoyi and asked her to go over to play together, but what is Sun Ruoyi's identity? She didn't bother to have more contact with Zhao Lianmeng's group of people at all.

I watched it round and round.

The three of them have seen too much of what they have drawn, and they can't help but feel a little tired.

Sun Ruoyi's gaze subconsciously looked at the corner of Area A, and from her point of view, she could only see the small half of Lin Yuan's sketchpad exposed outside, as well as half of Lin Yuan's arm attached there.

"Is this kid really going to paint?"

Sun Ruoyi raised her eyebrows and picked: "I won't be curious about what he can draw." ”

"Probably a Mickey Mouse? He said he had only drawn cartoons. ”

"Or maybe Mickey Mouse can't even draw it?"

"Phew, who wants to wonder what he's drawing!"

Sun Ruoyi muttered to herself in her heart, spared a few laps, and she couldn't help but glance over there.

She pulled the angle and saw Lin Yuan's non-stop writing.

"Joke! How could my Miss Sun be curious about what that kind of person is drawing?"

"Heh......"

"But...... Why does it feel like he's drawing so seriously?"

"He doesn't seem to be able to keep writing?"

"Wow, what the hell did he draw?"

Sun Ruoyi had heaven and man at war in his mind.

Curious.

Too curious.

Women are inherently curious creatures, so curiosity kills cats, and then women are like cats.

So I'll take a look.

Just at a glance!

Sun Ruoyi moved her steps, tilted her head, nostrils facing the sky, and posed as if she was admiring the paintings in Area A.

Her steps moved.

"I'm just going to look at the other paintings in Section A and just happen to walk around from him. ”

"Yes, that's it!"

Sun Ruoyi comforted herself, and then continued to move her steps.

Finally, after the corner, Sun Ruoyi raised her head and first looked at the sunset picture hanging on the wall.

The artistic conception is really good, the color matching is perfect, but it feels a little weird that can't be explained.

Sun Ruoyi made a judgment on the painting, and then glanced at it quickly, and then her pretty face was stunned.

What is this?

People hang on the wall, obviously the dark sea and the sunset and a woman, you are good, why are you painting a mass of things that I don't know?

Sun Ruoyi's face fell.

I was still full of curiosity, but now it's like I've been tricked.

This kid has a heart!

Sun Ruoyi suddenly felt angry in her heart, but she saw that Lin Yuan looked serious, and she was still writing.

Although her angry teeth itched, and even Sun Ruoyi had already clenched her fists, she finally endured it.

She wanted to curse, but she also understood that when drawing, she needed absolute concentration.

Sun Ruoyi couldn't get used to Lin Yuan, and she didn't want to affect Lin Yuan in this portrayal painting.

She felt that Lin Yuan's painting was not as good as bullshit, but she endured the anger in her heart, didn't say a word, choked herself with anger, and turned to leave.

It's just that from her arrival and departure, Lin Yuanyuan didn't lift it.

He is now completely immersed in the painting.

The painting in front of me, there is no sea, no sunset, no woman.

But Lin Yuan became more and more excited in his heart.

This is the painting that can really win!

Not only will you win, but you will also win beautifully!