Chapter 2400: Add to the snake

Chapter 2330: Adding a Snake
"People Lin Tian never quarreled with you from beginning to end, but you have been talking so unpleasantly, I don't like you." Zhang Xiaoxiao said angrily, very upset for Lin Tian.
"Little girl, you are still young, don't be fooled by his appearance. He is no face to quarrel with us." The other stall owners seemed to persuade kindly.
"Xiao Xiao, you don't need to argue with them, I paint mine, they noisy them, you have to work after painting." Lin Tian said in a soft voice.
"Hum!" Zhang Xiaoxiao snorted at the stall owners before sitting down.
Lin Tian continued to paint himself, without paying any attention to the eyes of others. Today he is drawing faster, and before Zhang Xiaoxiao's work time, he has finished painting.
However, this time it was the same as yesterday, with no eyes left. Zhang Xiaoxiao didn't care, and thought that Lin Tian had painted this way.
However, she thought so, other stall owners wouldn't think so. Lao Qin happened to be idle and did nothing, walked over and glanced at him, and said with a smile: "Young man, I can't finish watching you, it's better to let me finish painting One step, so as not to spread it, others will say that our circle and artists are not even able to paint, and lose our circle's face. "
"I don't like you and don't let you paint." Zhang Xiaoxiao was straightforward and polite.
Lin Tian waved his hand and said, "Xiao Xiao, you asked him to paint, if the painting is broken, I will draw another one for you, there is still a little time anyway."
"The old man has painted portraits for more than ten years. How could it be broken? If you are not satisfied with the painting, you will not be charged." Lao Qin said with confidence.
"Then I listen to Lin Tian, ​​I will give you a try." Zhang Xiaoxiao nodded, obeying Lin Tian's words.
I heard that Lao Qin was going to draw the finishing touch. Other stall owners came around. They were painting here every day and their lives were too bland. Now there is a lively scene to watch and I am more excited than myself.
Lao Qin looked at Lin Tian's paintings and pointed out with the appearance of a master: "Although your painting is not very good, but after my retouching, the painting has been improved by at least 50%. The portrait should be painted like this."
After all, he took his own writing brush and began to draw his eyes. Lao Qin seems to be quite famous in this circle, and other stall owners are looking forward to it.
It didn't take much time to draw a pair of eyes. Lao Qin finished painting quickly, but when he lifted his pen, he frowned, and the more he looked at the portrait, the deeper his brow frowned.
The hilarious expression on the other stalls' faces also disappeared and became strange.
"This ... what's going on?"
"There is no problem with the old Qin painting, why does it look so awkward ..."
The stall owner looked at the portrait and Zhang Xiaoxiao, how pleasing the real person was, especially those eyes, as if they could talk, but when they were drawn, they were very different.
"Lao Qin, is your style of painting and his style not the right way, please refine it and see how." A booth owner reminded.
Lao Qin naturally thought about it, he picked up the brush and retouched it a few times, but the more the painting was wrong, the more he stopped.
"Lin Tian, ​​what's wrong with him?" Zhang Xiaoxiao approached Lin Tian and whispered.
Although she doesn't like these stall owners, as a Qingtan towner, she often passes here, and she still knows that they are still at a certain level.
But the situation is a little weird, and something seems to be wrong. Lin Tian raised an eyebrow and didn't speak, which meant to let them toss.
At this time, Lao Qin was embarrassed. As a veteran of this artist, he could not draw a pair of eyes at this time, and no one believed it.
"Lao Qin, I'm here." A stall owner, unbelieving, volunteered and wanted to remedy.
Although the brush strokes cannot be erased, the master can cover up the flaws and even add a lot of color to the painting through some minor modifications.
Lao Qin just stepped down and stepped out of position. The unbelieving stall owner held a brush to think for a while and started to retouch.
But when he painted, he did n’t know how difficult it was. He added a few strokes to his eyebrows and could n’t paint anymore. It looks like a very ordinary painting, but the eyes they paint are incompatible.
They wanted to express their own "superior" painting skills to add color to Lin Tian's paintings. I did not think that adding colors would not work, but it seemed to lower the level.
The embarrassment that the scene couldn't explain, he was still in the mood just now, and now he wanted to find a place to drill.
"Uh, there are guests over there. You study first ..." The unbelieving guest said forcefully, looking for himself under the steps, and then got out of the crowd.
"I also have guests ..." The other stall owners rushed to find excuses.
After a while, a bunch of stall owners left Lao Qin, who was alone and embarrassed. Then, without saying anything, he got out dingy and went back to his place.
"Lin Tian, ​​what's going on?" Zhang Xiaoxiao asked again.
"I don't know if you should go to work," Lin Tian reminded.
"Yeah, I almost forgot ..." Zhang Xiaoxiao jumped up, ran and ran, beckoning Lin Tian as he ran, "I'll come tomorrow, goodbye."
Lin Tian saw this time, and Zhang Xiaoxiao rode on a bicycle not far away, with two pots of flowers in the basket in front of the car.
After experiencing this incident in the morning, those stall owners did not dare to laugh at it anymore, but they were uneasy in their hearts. The paintings of Lin Tian were not so clever.
Lin Tianke continued his painting journey no matter what they thought.
After closing the booth in the evening, he still returned to the forest hut. Zhang Ruyan was sitting in the gazebo, drinking tea, and she placed an empty glass across from her, which seemed to be waiting for Lin Tian to return.
After seeing Lin Tian, ​​she filled the empty cup with tea, then said lightly, "Sit."
Lin Tian was also not polite. After sitting down, he picked up the tea and drank it in one sip.
Zhang Ruyan didn't care, and poured him another glass: "You have something to ask?"
Lin Tian took out the portrait ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and put it in front of Zhang Ruyan. She glanced obliquely, instead of throwing the painting aside, she frowned slightly: "Who painted the eyes?"
"Those artists." Lin Tian truthfully said.
"Huh, the finishing touch is not enough, but it becomes a snake." Zhang Ruyan snorted coldly, apparently dismissive of those artists.
"It stands to reason that their level of painting skills is higher than mine, there is no reason to paint like this, but they have no problem painting themselves." Lin Tian wondered.
"I said, painters have to paint their hearts. They only paint their shapes, and of course they cannot fit into your realm. That is to say, your painting skills are not high, but you have grasped the characteristics of the little girl and are not in the heart of painting. Far away. "Zhang Ruyan looked flat, but in his words, there was surprise and appreciation.
Lin Tian smiled and said, "Thank you for your advice."
"Some people are very similar to the order of Lintong Lanting, but no matter how they look, there is no such spirit. I didn't do anything. This is something you realize." Zhang Ruyan said.
(End of this chapter)