Part 169

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 Yan Qingchi looked at the paintings on the table for a while, thought about it for a moment, and started to write. He painted very quickly. One is that he paints often and he is already proficient. The whole picture was conceived. After a while, Jiang Mochen saw a shy girl with her head down slightly but her eyes glanced upward on the drawing paper.

Yan Qingchi drew the girl's clothes and accessories according to the boss's drawing, and then began to paint the boy. The boy was obviously the one who confessed. He looked at the girl in front of him with anxiety and expectation, clenched his fists, and waited for her answer.

After Yan Qingchi painted the main characters, he added street lights to Jiang Mochen's vertical line, and then connected the horizontal lines together, modified it, and drew it into a bench.

He leaned close to Jiang Mochen and whispered softly, "You can draw anything on this piece of paper, and choose what you are good at."

Jiang Mochen was a little worried. After thinking about it, he drew a picture on the ground where the boys and girls were standing and looking up. Their swallows.

Yan Qingchi almost didn't laugh, but when he looked at him, he felt familiar. Yan Qingchi recalled it for a moment, and then remembered that the appearance of this swallow in Jiang Mochen's writing was not the same as when he came to visit the class and asked him to paint for him. Yes, it is said to be a swallow for chess.

Yan Qingchi looked at him, but he didn't expect that he would go back and practice really, and he still painted quite a portrait.

After Jiang Mochen painted the swallows, he felt that this was what he was best at. After all, in order to design the shape of the wedding ring, he painted all the swallows painted by Yan Qingchi with paper rubbings. Facts have proved that although this method is stupid, it is indeed effective. At least he has painted swallows very well now.

So Jiang Mochen painted another standing swallow on the bench.

He looked at Yan Qingchi and said that he had done his best. Yan Qingchi also knew that Jiang Mochen was the same as his singing in this respect, basically to the extent that he could not be rescued, so he took the brush and added some details, and the painting was finished like this.

He looked at Fei Jingyu next to him and saw that he was still painting, so he took out a piece of drawing paper and repainted a picture of a girl confessing to a boy. The girl pursed her lips and her eyes were wide open. The boy Somewhat surprised, but unconsciously smiled.

Jiang Mochen didn't quite understand how he drew another one, and the boys and girls in this painting were different from those of the boss. He asked Yan Qingchi, "What is this?"

"Precautions, just in case.

" Speaking of people."

Yan Qingchi looked at him helplessly, "Prepare and use it for face slaps only."

Jiang Mochen felt that he still didn't understand. Hasn't the boss already said the rules of the game? Why do I need to draw more? Does not follow the rules at all.

However, Yan Qingchi did not give him a chance to ask questions again. He raised his hand and said, "We are done drawing."

Fei Jingyu was taken aback, looked at him incredulously, and quickly lowered his head to draw the last two strokes, not to be outdone.

Said , "We have finished drawing too." The boss looked at the time and was surprised. "Have you learned before, so fast?"

"Yes," Fei Jingyu vaguely understood the English sentence and couldn't help it. Show off, "I have been learning painting since the fourth grade of elementary school, and I have participated in some competitions and won some awards."

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