Where does the memoryless wife go?

Chapter 42 Is this okay?

Pulled down in front of the drawing board, Luo Yingshan saw that the drawing board was about 1.5 meters long and 90 centimeters wide. The staff had already wrapped the canvas, and there were paints of various colors packed in small buckets on the ground.

"Miss Luo, according to your previous request, we have already adjusted the paint. The ratio of raw linseed oil and ox gall is strictly in accordance with your request."

A staff member thoughtfully stepped forward to "explain" the stunned Luo Yingshan, in fact reminding her in disguise, Miss Luo, you can start painting.

"Wow, Gu Lao's ink landscape painting is really majestic and exquisite!"

The crowd at the outermost part of the studio started to make a noise, and everyone went to visit one after another, and the reporters also did not hesitate to "click, click" and shoot non-stop.

Depend on!It was finished!

She didn't even remember how to draw it?

What did the woman just say about linseed oil and ox bile?Fortunately, she didn't have to mix the paint by herself, otherwise it would be embarrassing. To be honest, she felt that she didn't forget to paint, but she didn't know how to paint at all.

Otherwise, why don't you know that you need to add these things to mix the paint? Isn't it OK to just mix it with water?Didn't Dr. He say that she would never forget her professional knowledge?

Seeing that someone finished painting one end after another, the famous artist really deserves to be a famous artist.Inviting famous artists to paint on the spot, why is she joining in the fun?

Really.

Except for the painters who were painting, everyone in the studio gathered in front of those famous artists who had finished painting, either flattering or asking for a group photo.

Only Long Xiaoteng stood not far from Luo Yingshan, staring deeply at Luo Yingshan who was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

Really don't know how to draw?

Perhaps Long Xiaoteng was so engrossed in watching Luo Yingshan that he didn't even notice that there were a pair of eyes staring at them...

How should I draw it?What are you drawing?

Picking up the paintbrush at the side, Luo Yingshan frowned, there are so many paintbrushes?Also thickness is not the same, how to use ah?

She couldn't help rubbing her hair, which was her signature action when she was upset, as if rubbing her short hair into a chicken coop would give her inspiration.

But this time when she rubbed her hair, she really had a flash of inspiration. Throwing away the paintbrush, Luo Yingshan picked up a bucket of paint on the ground and poured the whole bucket on the canvas without saying a word.

The whole process is crisp and neat, with chic and direct movements, full of the free and easy and heroic spirit of the underworld debt collection and splashing paint.

"Wow~" Someone in the crowd noticed Luo Yingshan's big movement and couldn't help but exclaimed.Immediately attracted everyone's attention.

One barrel, two barrels, three barrels...

After pouring five buckets of paint on the canvas in a row, Luo Yingshan stopped, because the paint basically occupied the entire canvas, and the paint was still dripping down, gradually filling up the blank space at the bottom of the drawing board.

Due to the strength and angle of splashing paint, there are very few places that left some gaps on the canvas. Luo Yingshan picked up a paintbrush casually, dipped the paint that was not dry on the canvas, and filled all the gaps. fill up.

Casual, handsome...

"Wow, it's so beautiful."

"It's incredible..."

"It just came naturally."

Standing in front of her masterpiece, Luo Yingshan couldn't believe her ears. Looking back, she saw that at some point, all the people had gathered around her corner. When everyone saw her "painting", they all praised her in unison. .

Is that okay?

(End of this chapter)