Chapter 123: Colorful Amusement Park (2/2)
He is a precious treatment, and he has his own power. Not to mention the excellent reputation, there are many people who embrace him. Many people, even if they are not related to him, have received favors, and would be willing to help a group if something happens.
The blond son doesn't mind his indifference at all, and his attitude is as usual, ”Since the first copy, the little brother has really gone straight up, and the future is limitless.”
Here comes the name of this little brother again.
Zong Jiu felt that he was a little bit sore.
Now that there are many people with mixed ears, Zong Jiu will follow the path of pretending to cooperate and stabbing a knife in the back, plus No.1 has not actively exposed the vest in front of him. So Zong Jiu didn't know about it, said hello, and left after the merry-go-round stopped.
Fortunately, the Messiah did not insist on following, but kept smiling and watched the white-haired magician leave his sight. Then he came down from the merry-go-round and walked slowly to the carousel. The side of the tree.
On the side of the road, the artist doll with the drawing board is still tinkering with the aura of the scene just now.
His body is covered by a large doll suit, but it does not affect the speed of painting.
The slender paintbrush was grasped, and a few strokes were dropped on the drawing board.
The ghosts and monsters thrown into the colorful amusement park by the main system are all sorts of strange things, and of course there are all kinds of professions. For example, this artist who doesn't hear things outside the window and only wants to paint.
The artist is a little boss of F-level dungeon, not even a ghost, but for the first time a novice is drawn into an infinite loop to train his courage. He has a peaceful nature and doesn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately. As long as he can see what he paints, he can pass the test safely, and he won't make the trainees more embarrassed. Occasionally I meet trainees who are very good to him, and the artist even gives away special props such as his own old paintbrushes, and his temper is terribly good.
So after being pulled into a new scene by the main system, the artist expertly glanced at the nearby scene, leisurely opened his painting box, found a seat, and sat down to start painting.
Unexpectedly, I caught a glimpse of the scene just now.
The artist is good at landscape painting and rarely paints portraits.
But since they have all become ghosts and enjoy endless life, they can learn a little more naturally.
The sight of the white-haired young man with extraordinary temperament standing under a tree just now, looking up at the starry sky, gave the artist infinite inspiration, and he unfolded the canvas without stopping and started painting.
He draws very fast, and he is a great artist. He can outline a rough image with a few simple strokes, and then dipped in some paint to patch up the scene and atmosphere.
The more the artist paints, the more excited he gets.
He has a hunch that this painting can become the most satisfying one of his few portraits, and may even become a masterpiece handed down! How can this not make people happy?
So he started writing faster.
It is said that people will forget everything else when they stand alone, and the same goes for ghosts.
After the artist carefully outlines a pair of narrow eyes for the person in the painting, and mixes them with red and white on the painting plate, and dyes the pupils with powder, then he exhales a long breath and slowly stops the brush.
The most vivid and important aspect of portrait painting is the eyes. The eyes are the window to the soul.
Fortunately, these eyes didn't make any mistakes, and they even performed better, which really made the white-haired young man jump on the paper.
When the artist put down his pen and was about to pick up this masterpiece, a gentle voice suddenly rang around him.
”Done?”
The blond son stood next to the easel, the center of his blue eyes had long been dyed with cold dark gold, and he stared unblinkingly at the painting placed in front of the artist.
The painting is beautiful.
The background is stars and the night sky, under the night sky is the gorgeous warm golden red lights.
Under the light, the white-haired young man pursed his lips and raised his eyes to look up at the starry sky, smiling balloons floating beside him.
The artist used a very imagery technique and used different forms of expression in white to pile up oil paint around the young man's body, making him look like a picture, but with unkindness, expressing the superior indifference in the youth's temperament in an extremely vivid manner.
But Messiah looked at this painting, but his expression was a little unpredictable.
”how is it?”
The artist thought he was going to praise this great work, so proudly he stepped aside two steps to make it easier for him to watch.
”It's too far.”
The blond son gave a chuckle, then suddenly grabbed a paintbrush from the bucket, dipped it in the paint, and painted it on.
The Messiah's movements were so fast that before the artist reacted, the people on the painting were stained with a deep black.
The artist was about to hit the brush in a rage, but was shocked to discover that the other party was not only using the pen or hooking technique, which clearly showed that his artistic attainments were not inferior to him, and even better.
Looking at it, the artist was also attracted, forgetting what he was going to do, and attentively watching the Messiah paint.
After a while, the painting changed in just a few minutes and became another look.
The white around the youth was gone, and turned into a deep and sticky black.
The black fangs and claws surrounded the youth, sinking into the palm of the devil, sinking like a treasure.
This black is also wonderfully used. It is in contrast and contrast, but it changes the entire painting style and gives it another artistic conception.
The blond son held his chin and admired it for a long time before he nodded in satisfaction.
”How beautiful, this is what he should look like.”