Jinghua Tianjiao

Du Juan took another look at the silk figure and didn't see any problems. She thought it was Amuna who wasn't confident, "I didn't see any problems. Nana, your painting is already very good. From rice paper to silk cloth, you have made progress." It’s huge.”

In a trance, in the dream of the Qing Dynasty, Du Juan herself also experienced the difficulty of painting on rice paper and silk. Now Amuna has made great progress. In Du Juan's eyes, Amuna's painting skills have already reached her master's level.

Amuna didn't say anything, she held the silk figure in her hands and looked at it carefully.She touched the silk man's lips lightly, then moved a little further and saw the problem, "Sister Juan, the color of these lips is too heavy...it looks really weird."

After what she said, Du Juan took a closer look and found that it was indeed the case.But now that the silk product is complete, even if it were to be changed, I'm afraid it would ruin the silk man's face.Du Juan was really embarrassed by this. Amuna's mind was spinning rapidly, and she also thought of a way. She tried to ask Du Juan, "Sister Juan, tell me...the lips of this silk man are so heavy now, is it because of the face?" It looks too white, so you can put on a little blush and it should look better."

There's nothing wrong with Amuna's idea, but Du Juan is worried, "That's okay, but it's just that before it was painted on silk and then attached to the head mold. Nana, do you plan to paint it directly on it now?"

"Well, I want to paint it directly. The blush color should be lighter, so it shouldn't affect the head mold."

"That's okay, then let's see..."

Amuna carefully took the silk man back to her work station, and Du Juan followed her uneasy.Gesang asked Amuna worriedly, "Nana, please think carefully. If this painting is damaged, this silk figure will be destroyed."

Of course she herself was more nervous. For Nana, this was a new attempt.Picked up the pink pen, took up a little paint, and lightly decorated the silk figure's cheeks.Amuna's strength was accurately controlled, and the contact between the brushstrokes and the face of the silk man was like a dragonfly touching water.Li Wei'an, who was busy at the side, also came over and stood quietly behind Nana, watching her "dangerous" operation.

Everyone is holding their breath and concentrating, no one dares to make a sound. It seems that the sound of "rustling" can be heard in the quiet air. Pink dots gradually appear on the fair cheeks, but the left and right sides of the face must be even, for Na It was even more of a challenge for Na Lai.

After a few strokes of the brush on her cheek, Amuna stopped.This frightened Li Wei'an, "Why did you stop...Did it get damaged?"

"You can't expect good things from me." Amuna joked, "The most important thing is yet to come."

After saying that, Amuna took a new pen, dipped it in a little water, and tapped it lightly on the silk man's left and right cheeks. The little dots of paint melted instantly before they were absorbed.Use tweezers to pick up a ball of cotton and blend the paint evenly. Just now, I was worried that the paint on the silk man's cheeks would lose its original color due to excessive moisture. However, once the cotton is blended, the color is just right.The light pink color looks just like the blush, without losing any sense of proportion.

Amuna took another look at the silk man and asked about Du Juan, "Sister Juan, look at how things are going now. Is this better than before?"

Du Juan nodded with satisfaction and said, "Don't tell me, it is indeed much better this way. Nana, tell the truth, have you been practicing this Kung Fu for a long time? According to your temperament, if you haven't practiced it for a long time, you must not be able to do it." It will be drawn directly.”

"I haven't practiced much. I just stayed in the lounge these few times and had nothing to practice at night." Amuna said, "I have to thank uncle for this. If he didn't have a scrapped head mold there, how would I have the chance to practice this?" ?”

"I asked where were the discarded head molds I put on the table every time. I planned to save them and then destroy them, but I didn't expect you to use them for practice." Li Weian said, "Make the best use of them. Nana has indeed grown up a lot these days. I still have a few discarded silk molds. I will give them to you later." The originally fair cheeks now have a blush, like a newly blooming peach blossom.Amuna’s strokes are really wonderful.Du Juan was very satisfied. She had really grown up this time. At least she could take the initiative to learn for Silk Man.

Du Feng and Wen Xin had just come back from outside. Wen Xin was about to come back, but happened to meet Du Feng outside the door.The two of them came in one after another. As soon as they entered the door, they saw everyone gathered together. They thought something happened again. Du Feng hurriedly came over and said, "What's wrong? What happened again."

Du Juan said, "What can happen? Nana is painting. Come and take a look. She is working much harder than before."

"You are talking about her practice of painting and blending. She has been practicing this in the lounge for a while, and she practices very late every day." Du Feng understood it very well, but when talking about it in public, Amuna seemed to I'm sorry.

After hearing what Du Feng said, everyone said in unison, "Oh..." They turned to look at Du Feng and Amuna. Wen Xin also came to join in the fun, "I care a lot about Nana. She is practicing in the lounge. Son, you also know that you stay up late with her every day."

"I didn't..." Du Feng didn't admit it, but he knew it.Amuna practiced late every day, so Du Feng took advantage of his walk every night and saw that the lights were still on in the studio, so he wandered outside the studio door and did not go home until the lights went out.

But in Amuna's memory, she remembered practicing very late one day, and it was the night wind that blew in that reminded her.When she went to the window to close it, she saw a familiar figure, it was Du Feng.

On this point, the two of them had a tacit understanding.But when everyone revealed it, they all felt a little embarrassed.Afraid that everyone would continue to gossip, Du Feng urged everyone, "Don't talk about us. You just keep busy. I'll shoot some new material later."

Everyone dispersed. Du Juan saw that Wen Xin was not in a good state and walked to her side, "What's wrong? Is it okay? Uncle Wen didn't make things difficult for you just now."

Wen Xin also happened to be looking for Du Juan, feeling embarrassed about what happened just now, "I was just talking to you, but I didn't expect my dad to do that today. I'm so sorry, Juan'er, I hope I didn't bring it to my uncle and aunt." Come and worry.”

"Oh, you don't need to apologize. Parents are here for their children. Why do you have to apologize? Don't worry, my parents won't care about this. Don't think too much about it."

Wen Xin replied, "My dad has been in business for a long time and thinks that everything can be solved in this way. He has ignored our feelings. I finally talked it through to him and he asked me to do it." Let me tell you."

"Xinxin, we have been in a relationship for such a long time. In fact, if you don't tell me, I won't blame you. You have helped me a lot in this studio, and I won't care about it."

Wen Xin insisted on speaking out, and her relationship with Du Juan had never been subtle or contradictory.This kind of relationship is already rare among bestie relationships nowadays.