my korean savage wife

Chapter 48 Beauty, let me indulge
The next day, I met Jin Yang from the bodybuilding club.I thought he wanted me to fulfill my promise to join their bodybuilding club, but he told me not to join the bodybuilding club.

"I've always treated you as a friend. You don't have to join our bodybuilding club, just come and play when you have free time. Cheng Jieshi is back. It's not a good time to join our bodybuilding club."

It turned out that he was out of this level of consideration.Both Cheng Jieshi and Jin Yang are the presidents of the club, and Cheng Jieshi's influence is much greater than Jin Yang's.And as a good friend of Cheng Jieshi, if I join the bodybuilding club, it may arouse Cheng Jieshi's resentment towards the bodybuilding club.

For Cheng Jieshi, the future "President of the Student Union", the presidents of every club gave him three points, and he had to consider his attitude in everything.

Of course I agree with Jin Yang's opinion, and I am still a non-corporateist.

"But don't worry, our bodybuilding club will support you no matter what time it is!"

Jin Yang expressed his attitude, even if he was against Qin Haifeng's hip-hop club, he would always stand by my side.

I patted his thick shoulder and thanked him for his support.He's a friend worth keeping.

There is no class in the afternoon. It was originally a leisure afternoon, but now I have to spend it on sketching.

The art building is not yet completed, so the art drawing room is temporarily arranged at the top of the library.

Fortunately, there was no painting class in any class at this time, and many painting rooms were empty.

I found a brightly lit studio and walked in with Yoon Sun Mi.

The studio is a bit messy, there are many colorful paints on the floor, a vase is placed on the shelf in the center of the room, and a dozen drawing boards are placed around the vase, it seems that the last class is an oil painting class of a certain class.

I pushed the drawing board aside and moved the vase and shelf to the corner of the room.

The curtains were drawn open, and the light shone in suddenly, which made people a little uncomfortable.Under the sunlight, the paint on the ground looks colorful and has a very abstract beauty.

"Sunmi, you can sit here." I took a chair and put it down in the middle of the room, so that the sunlight just fell on the chair.

Yin Sunmi smiled slightly and sat on the chair.

I walked over to my drawing board and observed it: the sunlight slanted from the left side of Yin Sunmi's face, making Yin Sunmi half in the shadow and half in the light, full of ingenious layering.Especially her facial features, under the slanted sunlight, showed perfect lines.Her soft hair reflected tiny spots of light, making people dazzled.

It's so beautiful... Once the beauty reaches the extreme, there is no need to describe it, it will naturally make people intoxicated...

After Yin Sunmi sat down, she asked me, "Did you call me Sunmi just now?"
"what happened?"

Yin Shanmei shook her head: "It's nothing. Hurry up and draw, the sun is shining on me, I feel a little hot."

I took out the sketch paper and clipped it on the drawing board. I prepared a set of drawing tools and started to outline Yin Shanmi.

In the past, I just thought that Yin Sunmi was beautiful, but now I appreciate her carefully with an artistic eye, and I find that she is even more beautiful.

Ancient artists were often fascinated by the artwork they created, but I was fascinated by the real person in front of me.

I carefully observed every detail of Yoon Sun Mi in front of me, and I was more and more amazed at her perfection.I tried my best to reproduce her beauty on paper, but I couldn't meet my expectations.

I put down my pencil and fell into thought.What's wrong...?
Yin Shanmei stood up, walked to the drawing board, looked at it for a while, and said, "The hair is not well drawn."

I looked at her with doubts, I obviously used thin lines to outline each one, it was very smooth, what's wrong?
Yin Shanmei picked up a pencil and added a few strokes to the drawing paper.

I took a closer look: "Yin Shanmei" on the drawing paper became lively, completely different from the dull one just now.

"At the end of the hair, we need to use small arcs and long curves to express the details of the hair tip. The hair is the most important thing, and the development of the picture always starts from the hair."

When she said that, I did find the problem.Yin Sunmi used a small curl in the treatment of the hair tip to make the whole person lively.

"Also, get the eyes right. The strokes here are too dark, and it ruins the overall feel."

"Yeah, um. I see, I'll have to deal with it later."

Yin Sunmi took a sip of water, returned to the chair and sat down again.

"Sunmi, did you also major in art when you were in Korea?" I asked Yoon Sunmi while revising the details of the picture.

"It can be regarded as. When I was in Korea, I majored in art department. Art is one of our courses."

I see……

"You must study hard, right?"

"Not very serious. But I probably have a special feeling about art. I always feel that learning art is effortless."

If only I felt this way...

"Is Sunmi's mother an artist?"

In general, the children of artists seem to be born with a certain intuition about art.

Yin Sunmi smiled: "It counts as half. My mother is a fashion designer."

"Is it in Korea?"

"No, she is usually abroad. She is busy participating in various fashion design exhibitions and fashion design competitions. She rarely spends time in China during the year, and even when she is in China, she is very busy."

"Oh, that's right... what about Dad?"

Yin Shanmei shook her head: "Father is even busier."

It seemed that my topic offended her.I hurriedly stopped asking and concentrated on painting.

Yoon Sun Mi suddenly said: "When I knew I was pregnant, I left Seoul and gave birth to it without telling my parents. It was a gift from God, wasn't it?"

For some reason, a trace of sadness flashed through my heart.

"I want to raise him well, and I will feel happy when I see him smiling." At this point, Yoon Sun Mi looked at the ceiling and laughed.It was as if the smiling face of a child was right in front of her eyes.

I put down the paintbrush, walked slowly in front of Yin Shanmei, hugged Yin Shanmei who was sitting, and let her face stick to my chest.

Yin Shanmei stood up, her figure was as pure as the Virgin under the sunlight.

Her face is as innocent as a child, her eyes are as clear as sapphires, and in the quiet sunlight, I kissed her affectionately.

(End of this chapter)