Chapter 27: 27. This is your painting

"I know." She didn't know 100% of Fang Ai's deeds, and she also knew 50%, and she didn't plan to continue to use Xiao Yin's identity as a deep friendship for people who like to pretend to be weak.
What's more, she has her own temperament and does not need to be someone else.
She is her!
Immediately, Nan Yukong's handsome and innocent profile turned, "I worked hard last night?"
"Haha..." Luan Xiaotian laughed after reacting, "It's okay... okay..."
whispering sound!
I want to praise her with a kind of irony, it really deserves to be Nan Yukong's original space!
"Seeing that you haven't made much progress, then continue to go to the back of the house to practice." After Nan Yukong finished speaking, he took a piece of paper and a pen from the table, and the corner of his mouth laughed.
He...is going to start painting again?
Luan Xiaotian did not expect that Nan Yukong's paintings had reached the realm of supernatural workmanship.
She craned her neck and looked over, and in just a few strokes, she could see that the brush strength was just right, the lines could be soft, rigid, smooth and easy, and the thickness was very uniform.
"You..." The painting is superb, "Why are you so awkward?"
"Uncomfortable?" Nan Yukong looked up at her, "Isn't this what you painted yourself?"
"Hey, that's pretty good-looking," she was so superb, she took a look and wanted to see it.
Luan Xiaotian smiled, no wonder she was so familiar. She had already painted dozens of times. She was a little embarrassed, "It's just that it's really weird."
"Indeed," Nan Yukong used a pencil to extend a few strokes from the bottom of the orchid, and finally added some small embellishments, "Does it look better now?"
Luan Xiaotian looked at the painting, the brush strength was still the original strength, and the thickness was also very different, but the magical feeling was much pleasing to the eye.
Moreover, the few small orchids next to the orchids that seem to have nothing to do with the slender leaves do a lot of freshness.
"I also drew a few orchids, why can't I get this feeling?"
She also drew colorful flowers, but they were not as good as those black and white.
"What have you learned about triangle composition?" Nan Yukong's tone was unusually serious.
Triangular composition...
"This thing is already terribly messy in appearance," Luan Xiaotian retorted, muttering in a low voice, "Is there any way I can, if I use a hook line pen, it will definitely not happen like this."
"Hook line pen?" The last expression on Nan Yukong's mouth disappeared, "How can you continue to work hard if you are vague about the most basic things?"
Luan Xiaotian wanted to refute again, but was interrupted, "I think your most basic things are not firmly established, how can you have good works."
A piece of paper and a pen happened to be transferred from Nan Yukong's position to her, "Now start practicing from the basics bit by bit."
It has always been three days of fishing and two days of netting. How could the foundation be so good?
When she first studied art, she didn't like it very much, just to have more time to go crazy, but when she really realized that she liked painting, she had already gone to university.
I regretted it at that time, and I wished to learn it again.
Finally there was a chance. This time, she couldn't continue to be as decadent as before.
"I will practice hard." Luan Xiaotian promised with confidence.
"Change your clothes first. Use the studio on the second floor as you like." Nan Yukong pointed to her bathrobe awkwardly, got up and went to sit in another place, so that Luan Xiaotian could change clothes as quickly as possible.

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