Back Off, Let Me Come

Shen Tang was upset when he heard this.

If she can't sing, she can bear it, but if she can't draw, she can't bear it, that's the skill she used to eat!

Her professionalism cannot be questioned!

He choked back directly: "Why is my 'painting' not working?"

Qishan would like to ask a question,——

Where can she draw well?

It's almost like a three-year-old child scribbling.

He said frankly: "Everywhere is not good, and there is nowhere to go."

The painter who taught Mr. Shen Xiaolang how to draw is simply misleading.

Shen Tang slapped the picture case loudly, with anger written all over his face, he bluntly challenged: "Qi Yuanliang, you can do it!"

Seeing that Shen Tang is still dead, the duck's mouth is stiff, and Qi Shan is also provoked to the competitive spirit that has been suppressed for many years. Dang even stretched out one hand to hold the pen, and spread out new drawing paper with the other hand. The tip of the pen was soaked with ink, and he drew without hesitation: "Shen Xiaolang is so warmly invited, so kindness has no choice but to show his ugliness."

With just a few strokes, the landscape, flowers and birds are outlined.

Don't look at his simple drawing, a stroke here, a stroke there, people have the illusion of "I can draw with a pen", but compared with Shen Tang's villain picture, it is really different . Qishan put down his pen with satisfaction, but fortunately, his painting skills did not go backwards too much.

Shen Tang snorted, provocatively: "That's it?"

Praying for goodness: "..."

Such a big gap is still stubborn?

"Although I have no talent, I have been traveling around all these years, and my painting skills have been quite useless, but compared with you, Mr. Shen Xiaolang..." Qishan hesitated to speak, and let the listener think about the unfinished meaning, as long as the eyes are not blind Anyone can see which picture is better.

Few people know that he painted better when he was a teenager.

Some calligraphers and painters once said that his paintings have the essence of the words of Layman Moji: "Looking at the mountains from a distance, you can hear the sound of the water, when the spring is gone, the flowers are still there, and the birds are not alarmed when people come." It's a pity that there is no "painting spirit" or "painting heart" in the world. If there is, the grade must be excellent.

Who knows that Shen Tang is still a dead duck and refuses to admit it, and he still doesn't forget to say: "Hmph, it's time to show you the real painting skills."

Qishan became interested: "We'll wait and see."

Shen Tang picked up the picture of the villain again, and painted on the basis of the draft, with a confident attitude that would impress Qi Shan. Qishan stepped aside to give Shen Tang room to play. He sat on one side and watched, his expression getting weirder.

He also thought that Mr. Shen Xiaolang was going to suppress before he wanted to promote, and through the gap between the front and the back to reflect the painting skills of turning decay into magic.

result--

It's still the same picture of the villain, but the villain on the picture has many more details, but the figure still has the big black round head, and the body and limbs are still simple. If there is any difference, it is probably because the "anxious" atmosphere that hits the face is getting stronger.

Still very flamboyant.

Qishan spent half an hour watching Shen Tang finish drawing a series of movements of the villain - entering the door, undressing and undressing, climbing onto the bed with a concave shape, a second villain came in the house, undressing and undressing the same, climbing onto the bed with the same concave shape ,Same……

Qishan grabs Shen Tang's wrist quickly and stops her from continuing to draw.

He stared blankly and asked, "What did you draw?"

Shen Tang took it for granted, "The picture of the secret play."

Qi Shan was almost at a loss for words: "..."

He widened his eyes in disbelief, looked at Shen Tang's face, and then at the little figures connected in series on the picture that seemed to be moving, and he couldn't hold back a word for a long time. Qishan never dreamed that what Mr. Shen Xiaolang drew was actually a picture of a secret play with action.

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Qishan endured the urge to twitch the veins on his forehead.

For a while, I didn't know whether to say that Mr. Shen Xiaolang didn't think about painting secret dramas, or that his painting skills were poor and he had the courage to show them.

He took a deep breath, and said with a half smile: "If the pictures of secret dramas are all up to standard, men and women in this world won't care about it."

If you want artistic conception or no artistic conception, you need to be hazy but not hazy.

If the newlyweds see this picture of a secret drama as enlightenment, they probably don't even know what the harmony of yin and yang is even if they are gray-haired.

Shen Tang: "..."

This guy was not beaten to death for speaking so meanly!

She said seriously, "Yuanliang, it's because you can't appreciate it."

Look at her splashing ink and brush strokes.

Look at this line, this layout, this artistic conception!

How can you make a living by painting if you are poor at painting?

Now it was Qishan's turn to be speechless.

He suddenly found that Mr. Shen didn't look like a dead duck with a stubborn mouth. This expression was frank and righteous, and he looked at him with a bit of "your aesthetic deformity". like—

An absurd guess emerged in Qishan's mind——Shen Xiaolang-san is poor and doesn't know it, and thinks that he is good at painting in the bottom of his heart?

He insinuated, and he did.

It was another long speechless speech, not knowing where to start.

He looked at Shen Xiaolang-jun's head, showing sympathy, and promised her: "When I have more money in the future, I will find a good doctor to see you more, and the treatment will be cured early, and the illness will be delayed if it is delayed for a long time!"

Shen Tang: "..."

Her intuition told her that praying for good was not someone's words.

Turning the corner and scolding her for being mentally ill?

Qishan was also very interesting, and took advantage of Shen Tang's outburst to change the subject: "Why is Mr. Shen Xiaolang suddenly interested in the secret drama picture?"

Let’s say that Mr. Shen Xiaolang is lustful. People draw such paintings and think they look good. Which dude can have such an aesthetic?

But let's be serious...Which serious gentleman would not change his face and be ashamed when he was surrounded by a crowd to draw a secret play picture?

Shen Tang replied: "The job I took over from the bookstore was to do a portrait of a young lady in Yuehua Building, and the reward was not low."

Life is not easy, Tangtang sighed.

Qishan's expression became more and more strange, and he asked a very crucial question: "The shopkeeper of the bookstore, did he test your painting skills?"

When did those shopkeepers become so talkative?

When he was in a difficult life, he also went to the bookstore to receive orders. Usually, it was a small job of copying the books of words and spirits and writing family letters for others. The remuneration for portraits would be higher. Jobs to scramble for.

But the money is not easy to earn.

They paid a lot of money, and naturally asked for a lot, how did Mr. Shen Xiaolang get the job with his poor painting skills?

Shen Tang replied: "No."

Qishan was surprised, he was worried that Shen Tang might have met a liar, so he said: "...you can restore the scene at that time."

Shen Tang followed suit.

After listening to it, he understood what was going on.

It's all about luck and the shopkeeper's blindness.

The shopkeeper was lucky enough to pass this level, and that young man will never be fooled. You must know that this kind of painting is related to their future business, reputation, and face. Naturally, they must strive for perfection, and the requirements for the painter's painting skills are quite strict. Mr. Shen Xiaolang is so poor that his purse clinks, where did the paper, pen and ink on the table come from?

Shen Tang was upset: "This is obviously a job I won with my own ability, it is too unjust for Yuan Liang to hit people like this..."

"I'm also thinking about Shen Xiaolang-jun's life. If you really use these pictures of yours to deal with errands, believe it or not, that girl became so angry that she recruited a group of thugs from Yuehua Tower to tear you down?"

If you see this, it has been revised.