Luo Yi is a patient, and Sang Sang is not good at arguing with him for what he insists on, so he handed the ring to Luo Dashao again.

"Big brother help me keep it. ”

"This is my father's private property, and the shares have been transferred to your name, so let you take it. "A small gallery can't get into Luo Dashao's eyes. "The business is managed by the people below, so you don't have to worry about it. Although you don't have to sell paintings for a living, you don't need to practice your works, and it's not bad to put them in Zhiyuan Gallery. ”

Zhiyuan Gallery, Sang Sang knows a little, is not an ordinary gallery, which not only sells healing paintings, but also secretly does dark works business, mainly for middle-level people chain galleries.

Sang Sang thought about it, although she didn't want to take advantage of the Luo family, but the benefits she brought to Luo Dashao were not small, so she didn't refuse again, her future works will definitely be more and more, and it is good to have a place to sell to the outside world.

Luo Yi saw that Sang Sang had accepted it, and patted the back of her hand happily: "This is a good boy." ”

He really liked Sangsang, although it was because of her paintings.

"The chrysanthemums have bloomed in the past two days, and the view in the garden is not bad, let's go play. ”

Sang Sang looked at Luo Dashao, saw him nodded, and knew that the two had something to say, so he said goodbye and left the study in a fun way.

To be honest, Luo Dashao didn't leave her down to listen, and she was relieved.

Sangsang said to Luo Xu, went to the garden with a sketchbook, and took advantage of the time before dinner to draw a few chrysanthemum sketches.

Whether it's an oil painting or an ink painting, you need to be confident about what you're depicting, so it's important to observe.

There are sketches in oil paintings, and there are also white drawings in ink paintings.

There are many varieties of flowers in the garden of the Luo family's main house, not only chrysanthemums, but also hibiscus, hydrangea, roses, yueji, canna, etc., many of which are open in season, and all of them are genetically improved varieties, regardless of color or flower type, they are all perfect.

The flowers and trees are sparse, the remnants of purple and red, and every step is a scene. It's dazzling, and I don't know what to draw.

Sang Sang instructed Xiao Xin to scan the garden, set up a sketching flower room in his personal space, and then select a cluster of golden silk chrysanthemums.

Steps to sketch. First of all, we should appreciate and observe carefully to understand the god of flowers, that is, to understand the meaning of God, and then to study the organizational structure. Characteristics, the shape of the petals, the shape of the bud to be released and withered, the difference between the new branches and old stems, the direction of the leaf veins, etc.;

Sang Sang stared at a bush of chrysanthemums for a long time, and he didn't use a stool. Squatting and squatting, the sketchbook is spread out, like a drawing board.

First arrange the position of flowers, branches, and leaves on the picture, and use light lines to represent them in circles or straight lines, and then draw the basic type, such as the general shape of the flower cluster leaves, the determination of the calyx flower diameter, and then divide the hierarchical relationship, and finally start from the stamens, and use positive lines to depict the structure of the petals and stems and leaves. During this period, pay attention to the growth pattern, and all petals should be returned to the receptacle.

"You draw a lot of likeness. A hoarse male voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Sang Sang knew that it was Luo Suyang, and he had been standing for a long time, but Xiao Xin judged that he had no intention of attacking. And they paid no attention to him.

After drawing the last few strokes and erasing the superfluous fine lines, Sang Sang stood up, leaned on the big white wolf, and looked at Luo Suyang. "Fourth brother, what's the matter?"

Russell's eyes wandered, with a bit of embarrassment as a young man. Gu left and right said to him: "They all say that you have a talent for hand-drawing, it turns out that you are really good at drawing, and it feels better than the real scene." ”

Sang Sang closed the sketchbook: "That's because it has been artistically decorated, highlighting the demeanor of the chrysanthemum." A bunch of equally good-looking flowers are put together, and no matter how beautiful they are, they are not remarkable. ”

Luo Suyang pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled: "It seems to be the truth, I usually don't think this flower is beautiful, but as soon as you draw it, it feels different." ”

Sang Sang also followed him: "There is no lack of beauty in this world, only the lack of eyes to find beauty." ”

"That's what I see as a flower is just a flower, but what kind of strong, arrogant ......and so on do you see" Luo Suyang pinched a cluster of tricolors by the flower bed: "Probably you study art, and the things you see in your eyes are different from ours." ”

"Jing is born from the heart, what you think in your heart, what you see is what you see. Fourth brother, you continue to enjoy the flowers, and I will paint a few more hibiscus. Sangsang's numb feet were already healed, and he didn't bother to discuss art, aesthetics, sensibility and rationality with him, patted the head of the big white wolf, and walked to a tree not far away.

Different from the shrub hibiscus in the ancient painting, the wood hibiscus tree in front of you is nearly ten meters high, the flower is the size of a child's head, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, white, and a variety of pale pink, a tree can not find two flowers of the same color, it is the most conspicuous attraction in this garden.

"Little Five...... Fifth sister. Luo Suyang called out to Sangsang.

Sang Sang turned around, his expression was already impatient, Luo Suyang was neither Luo Dashao nor Luo Yi, there was no need to give face.

"I'm sorry for what happened before. Luo Suyang was not arrogant, and he was not as dustless as before, holding a tricolor in his hand, his brows were furrowed, but there was apology in his eyes, but he was more nervous.

"The fourth brother didn't do anything to be sorry for me. Sang Sang narrowed his eyes in surprise, is this person going to make a move?

Assassination, or frame-up, or do you want to make peace with Luo Dashao through her?

"Although I haven't done it before, I was still very unhappy when my father asked me to take good care of you. I look down on my fifth sister in my heart, and even a little repulsive, I feel that you have lost the face of the Luo family and made me very faceless in front of my friends. Luo Suyang unconsciously tugged at the petals of the tricolor chrysanthemum, and his hoarse voice was intermittent.

"I can't control what other people think, you didn't kill me, you didn't hurt me, that's enough. Sang Sang was vigilant, Luo Suyang was dissecting herself, so that she could relax, and then seek a killer blow?

"I know that the fifth sister is not a person who must be repaid, and age cannot represent everything. Russell Yang exhaled and threw away the tricolor in his hand.

"Fourth brother, you just came to me to apologize?"

Sang Sang held the sketchbook and walked under the hibiscus tree, and Luo Suyang followed suit.

"More than that, I want to thank you. ”

Sang Sang was surprised again, turned his head and glanced at Luo Suyang, he hadn't gone out for half a month, the world had become almost unrecognizable, when did the tsundere father and teenager be so modest and polite?

"I mean, thank you for sending the painting to Dad, I know it, you have been learning to paint with your second sister-in-law since you were a child, and you have suffered a lot. Luo Suyang's eyes were full of pity, and then turned into gratitude: "In fact, there are several painters and musicians at home, and I have found a lot of people with healing abilities in the past few years. Your painting can make Dad sleep peacefully, it's very special......"

Sang Sang was dual-minded, observing the morphological characteristics of the hibiscus branches, while listening to Luo Suyang's words: "I am now Rusuxue, since I know how to paint healing works, I should give them to my father." ”

"Although that's the case, but thank you, I also saw the painting you sent today, Dad said that he hasn't been so relaxed and comfortable for a long time, and the loss of mental power recovered with medicinal potions has also slowed down, if the healing effect in the painting is stronger, maybe it can cure Dad's injury. Luo Suyang said, spicy hands to destroy the flowers, broke a flower branch and hit the flower tree, attracting Sangsang's attention.

"Well, I received your thank you, and if nothing else, I'm going to paint. The better my drawing skills are, the better it will help my dad's injury, right? Sang Sang snatched the flower branch from his hand, and the genetically modified flower was strong enough, and he was beaten like that, and only a few petals were lost.

"I thought so too. Luo Suyang looked left and right, looked back, took out a chip the size of a fingernail from the space, handed it to Sang Sang, and whispered: "This is a memory chip, from a healing master." ”

Sangsang's eyes widened. Memory chips, which need to extract other people's memories, are extremely harmful to the brain, which means that a master healer is likely to become an idiot.

Luo Suyang's voice was even quieter: "I know that your talent for hand-drawing is very high, but you don't have a teacher to teach you, and you're not sure if they will hide their secrets and remember won't lie......"

Sangsang asked, "Why?"

Luo Suyang replied: "I hope you will learn to heal painting as soon as possible and help your father heal his injuries." You can rest assured, I have already dealt with the healing master whose memories have been extracted, and people die every day in Star City, and he dies without attracting attention at all. Even if someone finds out, it's my business alone. ”

Sang Sang lowered his head and stroked the hibiscus flower in his hand, and no one saw a string of data flying from the depths of her pupils: "Should I believe you? ”

"I don't have feelings for my mother. Luo Suyang said: "You know, my third sister and I were both born in the nursery room, and when we were children, we were taken by nannies, and it is rare to see her once in ten days and a half months." When I was four years old, she wanted to strangle me because she accidentally spilled the perfume given to her, but my father saved me...... In my heart, only my father is the closest person, even if she dies, what does it have to do with me? What's more, if I want to hate, I will only hate my eldest brother. The eldest brother is different to his father, because it is his child with his lover. ”

Sang Sang asked suspiciously: "Didn't Mrs. Yu say that Dad likes men?"

"It was Grandpa Xu who told me, my grandmother was still there at that time, forcing my father to get married and have children, but my father only liked Uncle Jia, and it happened that a mobile hospital with a third-level civilization passed by Star City that year, and my father secretly cultivated the eldest brother...... "Later, my grandmother killed Uncle Jia, and I was sick myself, and Luo Junning was brought up by my father.

Luo Suyang's voice became lower and lower, and the last sentence rolled on the tip of his tongue, but he did not spit it out.

He was jealous of Luo Dashao, but he was also afraid, and at the same time had to bow his head because of his father's wishes.

Sang Sang frowned slightly, she was not curious about Luo Junning is Luo Yi and whose child she was with, she was just strange about the mobile hospital of the third-level civilization, and remembered one thing, a scandal that broke out fifteen years later, the so-called mobile hospital of the third-level civilization was actually a laboratory that was expelled and exiled, and they used the signboard of the hospital to use people from the lower-level civilization as experiments.

If Luo Junning was really bred in a mobile hospital, perhaps the number of the guinea pig was imprinted in his body......

[Steal the pro, please delay for 24 hours. (To be continued.) )