The virtual idol pushed by my rival is actually myself

"Well, it's like this." Gao Liang stepped up behind the girl, and then held the girl's hand holding the paintbrush with one hand. Their hands were stuck together, holding the paintbrush together, and the other hand was on the girl's shoulder. .

Raising the paintbrush, Gao Liang began to inspect the content on the drawing paper, looking for the first entry point.

On Lin Lin's side, it's already...

Abba aba aba aba——

Already starting to panic?

What's going on here... what's going on?It turns out that holding hands is really literal?Hand in hand, and then... pasted together?

From the girl's back, she could clearly feel how narrow the air gap between the two of them was. It was so narrow that Lin Lin, who was fearful of society, began to feel uncomfortable even though she was already familiar with her deadly enemy.

There was a strange feeling in my heart inexplicably, but it was not the same as the usual nervousness of talking to strangers. It was a kind of... inexplicable... throbbing?

Ahhhh, anyway, the girl doesn't know what words to use to describe it, it's too...too close!

"First of all, let's start with the nose!"

Gao Liang analyzed, took the girl's slender hand, raised the paintbrush, and then began to try to draw a qualified nose with the girl.

So, driven by this, the distance between the girl and the boy became closer before they knew it.

Gao Liang's head kept turning with the adjustment of the angle of sight, and occasionally even rested on Lin Lin's small head. The girl could clearly hear the other party's breathing, heartbeat, or her own heartbeat?

Anyway, there is one that is already extremely fast!

His eyes became more and more blurred, Gao Liang's words could not be heard clearly, and the movements of his hands naturally became loose and weak.

Gao Liang tried hard to bring classmate Lin Lin, but found that the other party was always showing no strength?

Before he knew it, a hot air brushed across his face from his chin.

what happened?

Gao Liang stopped writing strangely and looked at Lin Lin.

This guy's dumb hair is curling up again!

"Uuuuuh...Gao...Gao Liang..." The girl blushed, her eyes faltered and said, "It's too...too close...I, I, I..."

"too close?"

Gao Liang was a little confused, and looked at the drawing board again, "Is it close? Isn't it right? Look, classmate Lin Lin, the distance from the tip of the nose to the lips is more appropriate?"

"Uh... no, it's not that it's too close..."

The girl was so ashamed that she couldn't explain clearly, but her calves kept shaking, Gao Liang was still puzzled.

Where is that too close?Didn’t Lin Lin draw the other places by himself?

"Is the distance between the eyes? Well, there are indeed some problems here, we will change it later! Oh, alright, student Lin Lin, the focus now is on the nose, focus on it! Come on, I will take you to draw!"

After Gao Liang finished speaking, he raised the girl's hand very forcefully, forcing the girl to draw.

And the girl whose heart was beating crazily, unknowingly, began to cooperate with the opponent's movements.

As if being pulled into the arms of the other party, holding hands, and dancing together, the girl's movements are obviously quite stiff, and she can only follow the movements of her partner, unknowingly, indulging in this peace of mind.

Well……

quilt……

Forcibly dominated by the enemy!

Chapter 112 Classmate Lin Lin, wear a cheongsam?

Ever since she was reincarnated as a beautiful girl, the girl is facing the most serious crisis in her life!

Help, being led by the nose by the enemy, can't you resist?

This is the same as the development of the plot of the book, uh... In the end, the result is not very satisfactory.

Gao Liang, just like a piece of wood, has always been obsessed with painting, looking like he can't extricate himself.

Lin Lin's face was blushing, and his heart was pounding for several minutes, but he didn't get continuous stimulation. Until the end, Lin Lin's fawn was tired from beating.

The girl turned her head resentfully, and glanced at Gao Liang who was seriously drawing with her right hand.

Gao Liang sensed the other party's gaze and turned his head, "What's wrong? Lin Lin?"

"Nothing!"

The girl turned her head away, Gao Liang frowned, huh?

what's wrong?

"Student Lin Lin, look carefully at the drawing board, can you really listen to what I'm telling you?"

"Well……"

Listening to the other party's persuasion, Lin Lin immediately realized, oh, by the way, he is still studying.

cough cough...

Lin Lin turned his head, looked at the drawing board, and tried his best to follow the other party's explanation.

Slowly, Lin Lin suddenly felt that his eyes lit up!

Yeah, although I still don't understand what the other party drew, but...

Lin Lin blinked, and the specific position of each stroke the other party drew just now appeared in front of his eyes easily, and the memory in his mind was exactly the same.

This……

Especially when the other party is holding her hand to draw together, and when the muscle memory and brain memory are triggered at the same time, the girl feels that she has realized it!

Finally, after the other party finished changing the portrait, the girl suddenly shouted, "Stop!"

Gao Liang stopped, the girl struggled to get away from the other party's embrace, then calmed down, picked up the paintbrush, put on a new piece of drawing paper, and began to reproduce the painting that the other party drew just now in front of Gao Liang!

Gao Liang, who was beside him, just watched in such a bewildered manner that he was completely shocked.

This……

The girl, rather than painting, might as well say that she is copying?

Facing a piece of blank paper, copying the painting you just modified?

Gao Liang was silent, scratching his hair, thinking...

This……

He quickly picked up the painting he had just drawn, compared the two pictures, looked left and right...

This, even the distance between the lines is not much different!

so horrible——

Gao Liang quickly stopped the girl who was still indulging in painting, "Student Lin Lin!"

"Ok?"

The interrupted girl looked anxious, "Hurry up if you have something to say, I'm about to suffer from obsessive-compulsive disorder if I can't finish the painting."

"No...how did you do it?"

Gao Liang asked puzzledly, ahem...Lin Lin suddenly felt a little hard to explain, so he could only give a rather reluctant answer.

"Then what...cough cough, from memory, from memory! I... have superpowers?"

"That... is really amazing."

Gao Liang thought about it, but couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation. In the end...

It seems that it can only be explained that the girl has a talent different from ordinary people in this respect?

Gao Liang nodded in amazement, then clapped his hands, and said, "Student Lin Lin, this look is so simple! You are so talented in drawing, let's draw more types of characters, and then it will be easy to draw inferences from one another, right?"

"Uh-huh!"

Lin Lin nodded excitedly, and just do it!

So, in the following time, the two of them were in a trance in the studio for a while, papers were thrown everywhere!

Finally, amidst the rapid breathing, the girl leaned over, breathing heavily while wiping the sweat from her chest.

Sure enough, the two of them have been close to each other, and it will still be a little hot in this weather.

However, it should be said that in the end, the result is quite gratifying.

At least, Lin Lin is now able to draw a portrait of a character relatively independently.

Although the level of painting is relatively average, the main reason is that she can copy it, but how to combine it is a bit laborious.

However, at any rate, it can be regarded as some progress!

The girl wiped off her sweat, shook her head and said, "No...it can't be done, I really can't stand it anymore, today, let's stop here~"

"Well, let's do it~"

Gao Liang nodded, and then instructed, "Student Lin Lin, please sit on the sofa and rest for a while, me, I will practice again."

"what?"

The girl pouted, "Is this going to be introverted too?"

"Pfft, no, what you are learning now is what I taught you. This is also called introversion? It's just that I haven't drawn for a long time. I come here once in a while, and I want to have more fun!"

"Well……"

Lin Lin nodded, who can understand the mind of a genius?

She sat on the sofa, looked at each other, and asked curiously, "What do you want to draw?"

"I'm thinking too." Gao Liang thought for a while, then suddenly patted his head and said, "Yes! Hey, Lin Lin, please take out the contents of the bag at your hand, please?"

"Oh, bag bag, let me see, bag..."

As the girl spoke, she picked up the bag at hand, opened it and said curiously:

"Ah, I've been wanting to ask since just now, what exactly is in your stuff?"

"Ahahaha, it's nothing, just the material, just a piece of clothing."

"clothing……"

The girl was wondering why Huahua needed to bring clothes when suddenly, the girl dangled out of the bag...

cheongsam?

The blue-and-white porcelain-style cheongsam exudes an antique flavor, and the slightly sexy high slit adds an inexplicable...astringent air?

In short, the girl raised her cheongsam and looked at it in shock.

Shocked Lin Lin for a whole year.

She turned her head mechanically, the premonition in her heart was no longer good, only to see Gao Liang patted his head with a smirk, and wanted to speak with some embarrassment.

This guy……

I actually want to paint women's clothing!

"You, you, you... I didn't expect you to have this hobby, ahem, although it may feel a little hot on the eyes, but... just do it yourself!"

The girl then bowed respectfully and handed over the clothes to the other party. Gao Liang rubbed his head, but didn't understand what kind of plane Lin Lin was doing.

"Uh, can I trouble you to hang the clothes on the hanger, I want to use this as a reference."

"oh oh……"

It turned out to be the case.

Ugh, just now I was thinking about some weird setting!

Lin Lin turned her head shyly and ran away. After hanging up her clothes, she was ready to lie back on the sofa and start swaying.

Who would have thought...

After Lin Lin hung up the clothes, Gao Liang looked at the hanger and the shriveled cheongsam that was not propped up at all, and he really had no inspiration for creation.

From the looks of it, how the clothes look depends on whether the person who wears them is good-looking or not.

Only ghosts can draw like this.

Anyway, Gao Liang couldn't draw it anymore.