Chapter 157 (2/2)
”Good.” Lin Anlan readily agrees.
He thinks that sketch is also very good. Anyway, they will have one painting after another in the future, so there are more kinds of paintings, which is also very good.
He sat in front of Cheng Yu in his pajamas and asked Cheng Yu to paint him. Cheng Yu was very serious about painting. It took him two hours to finish.
Lin Anlan takes over the brush, looks at Cheng Yu sitting in front of him, and begins to draw his face.
Just a lot of times, the imagination is very good, but the reality is very cruel.
Although Lin Anlan has already known that his technology can't draw Cheng Yu's handsome, he didn't expect that he could draw anything unlike Cheng Yu.
It's clear that he also compares Cheng Yu's paintings with each other. His paintings are serious and careful. He wants to make Cheng Yu's paintings look like the gods of heaven. How can he draw them not like the gods of heaven, but very funny.
Lin Anlan is silent. He has been excellent for half his life. Once he was beaten back to normal people in painting, he can't accept this fact for a moment.
Cheng Yu saw that his eyebrows wrinkled deeper and deeper, and asked curiously, ”have you finished the painting?”
”No Lin Anlan quickly wiped the bad parts and drew them again, but he couldn't draw what he wanted, so he had to constantly change his painting.
Cheng Yu sat for three hours, really want to go to the bathroom, so he and Lin Anlan applied for him to go to the bathroom.
Lin Anlan said without hesitation, ”go.”
Cheng Yu stood up and went out. When he was closing the door, he looked curiously toward the easel. He saw that Lin Anlan was leaning his head against him, and the painting in front of him was blocked by him.
Cheng Yu became more curious.
But until he came back from the toilet and sat for more than an hour, Lin Anlan did not draw well.
”Or come here first.” Cheng Yu pondered, ”it's too late. It's time to go to bed.”
Lin Anlan this just does not want to lift a head, ”want to return to a room?”
”Do you want to draw more?” Cheng Yu asked him.
Lin Anlan
Lin Anlan thinks that it's not a matter of time. It's a matter that he has to apply for a class.
”I don't draw very well.” He honest embarrassed and inexplicable wronged said.
Cheng Yu stood up and went to him. ”It's OK. I draw in general.”
Lin Anlan immediately fell on the easel, blocking the side of his painting, ”your painting is very good.”
”You must have drawn well, too.”
Lin Anlan shook his head. ”It's ugly.”
”That's because I'm not as good-looking as you are.”
Lin Anlan:!!!
”You're bullshit.” Lin Anlan retorts, ”you are very pretty, more handsome than me!”
”In my heart, you are the most handsome.” He coaxed, ”so let me see.”
Lin Anlan didn't want to. He held the easel and didn't let go. ”It's really not good-looking. Let's just forget about this one. When I apply for a class to learn, we can draw again.”
”It's OK. I'll like it.”
”It doesn't deserve you.”
”What you draw is worth it.”
Lin Anlan wants to cry without tears, but reluctantly leaves the easel and shows him the portrait that he did not like at all.
He looks at the double figure in front of him. Cheng Yu's painting is so good. He sits on the chair with a smile and looks at the painter affectionately. Just looking at it, it makes people like it.
However, I painted dry figures, stiff faces, and totally different facial features. It can't be seen that they are his little flowers, even if he painted tulips on his nightgown.
Lin Anlan felt that she was going to be autistic.
Cheng Yu didn't expect that he would draw like this. The last time he saw Lin Anlan's oil paintings, although they were green and astringent, they were full of aura. In addition, they were all still life. The overall effect seemed to be decent.
But this time, Lin Anlan's painting level is exposed, and still stays at the level of their homework in junior high school.
Cheng Yu laughed unconsciously, and Lin Anlan suddenly said, ”you still laugh! You laugh at me
”I didn't.” Cheng Yulian said hurriedly, ”I think it's pretty cute, too.”
”Lovely? It's almost ridiculous. ” Lin Anlan died.
”It's lovely.” Cheng Yu said with a smile, ”I'm so cute.”
”And,” he said, pointing to the tulips on his nightgown, ”tulips are very well painted.”
He took up the pen and helped Lin Anlan change a few strokes. He also changed his expression and hand movements. Then Lin Anlan in the painting looked at the painter with a smile. Cheng Yu in the painting secretly pretended not to care and looked at him. His little finger was close to his little finger carefully.
Lin Anlan felt for a moment that the figure he had just painted didn't seem so rigid.
”Isn't that cute? It suits me very well Cheng Yu said with a smile.
He rubbed Lin Anlan's hair, hugged his arms, held his hand, bent over, and put his head on his shoulder. ”It's good that I have the portrait that Ann specially painted for me, and it's so serious.”
Lin Anlan glanced at him, ”but it's not pretty.”
”But this is the first character Ann painted.” Cheng Yu gave him a kiss in the mouth. ”When I was the most astringent, I was the most unskilled.”