Chapter 112 (1/2)

The stream is gentle and the waterfall is rushing. The colorful mountains make people feel like they are in the fairyland painting room.

In October, red maple leaves are everywhere, just like sunset. This is the origin of the name of shixiashan.

At the edge of a stream deep in the forest, two young and lovely girls are sitting on the pony bar and drawing on the drawing board.

Obviously, they have come for a long time, and the meticulous painting on the drawing board has entered the stage of rendering. The so-called shading is used to show the light and shade of the picture on the painted draft. Use two big white cloud brushes, one is dipped in ink and the other is dipped in water. First, dot the ink, and then use water to open the brush before the ink is dry, creating a natural transition.

Shading is the basis of the success of a painting. If the ink is too thick, it will be too dark. If the ink is too light, it will be blank. Therefore, the two girls dare not have the slightest carelessness.

After finishing the last stroke, Yuan Lin put the brush in the tool box, looked at the work on the drawing board carefully, and said with a smile: ”it seems that there is a piece of work that has not been played out, and it seems that the master of the fire is not good enough - it can only be painted into a stone when dyeing. However, in this way, my ”autumn rhyme of sacrifice Xia” can only be called ”scenery of sacrifice Xia”. What a failure. ”

The girl is wearing white slacks, red casual shoes and a white T-shirt printed with cartoon pattern. Cherry small mouth, nose straight. The skin is delicate, white and tender, and there are almost no flaws in the delicate features. The long black hair Cape looks cute.

Without hearing back from her companion, Yuan Lin turned to Jiang Qin, who was not far behind her, and shouted, ”kiss - kiss, what are you doing? Do you hear me? ”

Jiang Qin looked up at Yuan Lin, then quickly put his eyes back on the picture board in front of him, and said, ”wait a minute. I haven't finished rendering yet. ”

Long hair tied into numerous small braids, showing a bright and clean lovely forehead. Some people say that those who dare to show their forehead are either handsome or beautiful. This is not necessarily suitable for everyone, after all, Sister Feng also has such a hairstyle. But it has been fully fulfilled in this girl.

Sky blue skinny jeans, which are stained with a lot of pigments, look a little old but give a sense of literature and art color canvas shoes. The upper body is a small white vest, showing a large white neck and sexy collarbone. It was covered with a plaid shirt. Only the bottom two buttons are tied on the shirt, which is casual and fashionable.

This is also a beautiful girl. At first glance, she and Yuan Linchang are similar.

However, if you look closely, you can see the obvious difference between them. Yuan Lin looks smart and docile, but her personality is flexible, while Jiang Qin's clothes and clothes give people a feeling of laziness and softness.

Both of them are contradictory in appearance and character, and they are perfectly combined.

Perhaps, this is what we often say that a person wants to pursue what he lacks.

”Your painting skills are better than mine, and the teacher said you are more talented than me. Usually you finish painting before me. How can you be slower than me today? ” A smile appeared on Yuan Lin's lips. Suddenly, she ran towards Jiang Qin's position and said, ”what are you drawing? Let me see.”

Hua La -

JIANG Qin immediately abandoned his pen and quickly drew a piece of white paper from the bottom of the painting board to cover the painting he was just rendering.

Yuan Lin saw only a vague shadow. She couldn't make sure what Jiang Qin was painting. She pouted and said, ”Jiang Qin, you don't talk about righteousness. I have shown you my paintings. Why don't you show me your paintings? Didn't you say you wanted to paint ”Maple falls all over the stream”

Not far away from them, there is a stream, clear water, in which fall countless yellow maple leaves. Jiang Qin liked it very much at first sight, so he wanted to draw this scene. And gave it a name called ”Maple falls all over the stream.”.

”Yuan Lin, you hate it.” Said Jiang, blushing.

”Why do I hate it? I just want to see your paintings. If you want to see me, please feel free. I'm not going to hide like some people do. Hum, I'm guilty of being a thief. ” Yuan Lin said scornfully. Suddenly she seemed to understand something. She looked at Jiang Qin strangely and said, ”Jiang Qin, you are not painting - what is that?”

Jiang Qin's cheeks were redder, he pretended to be upright and strong, and he said: ”how can I be guilty of being a thief? What can I do to be guilty? My ”Maple falls all over the stream” hasn't been painted yet, of course, it can't be shown to you - I want to show my works in the most perfect manner. Now it's still dark and gray. Why do you have to show it to you? ”

”No.” Yuan Lin glared at Jiang Qin and said, ”that's not the reason. There must be other reasons. ”

”No.”

”Yes.”

”I said no, No.”

”I say there is.”

”Whatever you think.”

”If you want to prove yourself, show me your paintings.”

”I will not. Why should I prove it to you? ”

”You have a guilty conscience. You're a burglar. ””You are a ghost. A nuisance. ”