"I'm crazy, is this kid really going to start drawing?"

"Where is he moving the drawing board? Are he going to Area A?"

"From his appearance, he was planning to struggle to death. I don't know what he could draw, but the place he went was at the corner of Area A. I'm afraid I was worried that someone would see the paintings were too bad and laugh at them?"

Lin Yuan walked over with a painting board and painting paper.

When people along the way saw this scene, they all looked a little ridiculous.

"I can keep this opportunity for you."

When Lin Yuan returned, Sun Bingyan, who was standing there, said this to Lin Yuan.

"Thanks."

Lin Yuan nodded, put up the drawing board, arranged various pigments separately, and then mixed some pigments with water.

Looking at Lin Yuan fiddling with the paints, Sun Bingyan shook his head in his heart.

He could see that Lin Yuan's movements were too awkward, and he was a complete novice at first glance.

"I won't bother you."

Sun Bingyan left a sentence and turned around and left.

"Grandpa, why are you going to find him?"

When Sun Ruoyi saw Sun Bingyan coming out of Lin Yuan, she glared at Lin Yuan who was fiddling with paints: "This guy is helpless. He must be sick. The disease is in his brain!"

"You can't have too much contact with him. What if it gets infected?"

Sun Ruoyi vomited, looking very unhappy: "He is still planning to resist stubbornly? He can't win by choosing the paintings in Area A. The paintings in Area A are broken, and even the paintings in Area D are not comparable."

"Well, I just saw a painting that looked pretty good. I looked at it for a while. Let's go, don't bother him."

Sun Bingyan had no choice but to face this granddaughter.

Lin Yuan placed everything intact and checked the paper in his hand.

"The paper is prepared in this place. Different paintings require no type of paper, especially the painting in front of you. A simple piece of paper is not enough."

After confirming what he needed, Lin Yuan took a deep breath.

bite!

Lin Yuan's mind sounded.

"Whether to use items: the finishing touch"

"The finishing touch: the perfect painting supplies, the pen that embodies the lifelong painting skills of the legendary painter Li Xianglan. After using it, the painting skills are invincible, what the heart thinks and where the pen goes."

"The attributes obtained by Grandpa Li Xianglan in the cafe are "proficient in appreciation". Li Xianglan planned to take over me, but in the end, the items he got from him were the "finishing touch"!"

"This pen should be enough."

Lin Yuan thought and immediately a brush appeared in his hand, which looked no different from an ordinary brush.

The moment Lin Yuan held it in his hand, he instantly entered a mysterious state.

"What "proficient appreciation" increases the emotion and judgment of the painting, and the "finishing touch" is like a sword in the hands of a swordsman!"

"Then, it's starting!"

Lin Yuan's eyes flashed with a flash of splendor, and he reached out and pulled out the paper from the side and spread it in front of him.

Bent over and paint!

Sun Ruoyi followed Sun Bingyan, feeling a little bored. She regretted it a little. Why did she just compensate the guy with her phone? She made her unable to even play with her phone?

If Sun Ruoyi just asked her to find Lin Yuan and ask her to get her phone back, she would not be able to do such a thing.

She was bored and walked around and took a look.

"Li Yuege is worthy of being Li Xianglan's grandson. He has a strong painting power, and his colors and lines are incomparable."

"Wen Lan has a great attainment. Although she is not able to ignite the fire, she is still very comfortable to draw paintings in Area B."

"Fu Zhicheng doesn't feel very good, but the drawings are still good, although they look a bit worse than Li Yuege."

Sun Ruoyi went around and gave her own evaluation in her heart, but couldn't help but yawn.

Zhao Lianmeng's group of people gathered together and started playing poker. Someone originally came to find Sun Ruoyi and asked her to play with her, but what is Sun Ruoyi's identity? She was too lazy to have more contact with Zhao Lianmeng's group of people.

Looked around and round after round.

After reading the things these three people painted, they couldn't help feeling a little weak.

Sun Ruoyi subconsciously looked at the corner of Area A. From her perspective, she could only see half of Lin Yuan's painting board exposed outside, and half of Lin Yuan's arm possessed there.

"Is this kid really planning to draw?"

Sun Ruoyi raised her eyebrows and raised her eyebrows: "I won't be curious about what he can draw."

"It's probably just drawing a Mickey Mouse? He said he's only drawing cartoons."

"It may be that Mickey Mouse can't draw it?"

"Ph! Whoever is curious about what he is drawing!"

Sun Ruoyi murmured to herself in her heart. After a few rounds, she couldn't help but take a look at the other side.

She pulled the angle and saw Lin Yuan keep writing.

"Just! How could my Miss Sun be curious about what that kind of person is drawing?"

"Oh……"

"But... why do you feel like he is drawing seriously?"

"It seems that he keeps pens?"

"Wow, what the hell did he draw the talisman?"

Sun Ruoyi's mind was fighting against heaven and man.

curious.

Too curious.

Women are curious creatures, so curiosity kills cats, and then women are like cats.

So I'll take a look.

Just a glance!

Sun Ruoyi moved her steps, raised her head, and her nostrils were facing the sky, and she looked like she was enjoying the paintings in Area A.

Her steps moved.

"I just plan to look at other paintings in Area A and just walk around him."

"Yes, that's it!"

Sun Ruoyi comforted herself and continued to move.

Finally, after a corner, Sun Ruoyi raised her head and first looked at the sunset looking back picture hanging on the wall.

The artistic conception is really good, and the color matching is perfect, but it feels a bit weird that cannot be described.

Sun Ruoyi made a judgment on the painting, then glanced at the afterglow quickly, and then her pretty face was stunned.

What is this?

The one hanging on the wall is clearly a dark sea, sunset and sunset, and there is a woman. How come you paint a piece of so-called things?

Sun Ruoyi's face collapsed.

I was very curious, but now I feel like I'm being fooled.

This kid intentionally!

Sun Ruoyi suddenly felt angry, but she saw Lin Yuan looking serious and was still writing.

Although he was so angry that his teeth were itchy, Sun Ruoyi had even clenched her fists, she finally endured it.

She originally wanted to scold people, but she also understood that she needed absolute concentration when painting.

Sun Ruoyi couldn't stand Lin Yuan and didn't want to affect Lin Yuan's painting at this moment.

She felt that Lin Yuan was not as good as bullshit, but she forced herself to hold back the anger in her heart and said nothing, making herself angry and turned around and left.

But Lin Yuantou didn't raise her since she arrived or left.

He is now completely immersed in the painting.

The painting in front of you is without the sea, without the sunset, without the woman.

But Lin Yuan was even more excited.

This is the real painting that can win!
Chapter completed!