In the dream, after a hundred times of wall-dong school belle, she was teased back by the school bel

On the football field closest to the dormitory, Mufeng found a good place, put the easel down, opened the painting box, took out the brushes, gouache paper, palette and other tools inside the box, and clipped the gouache paper on the easel.

Next to it was a bucket of water that had been prepared earlier.

Originally, oil painting is the most realistic, but it takes days or even months for oil painting to dry completely, which is too long.

The gouache painting can be dried in at most 10-[-] [-] minutes, but it is far less realistic than oil painting.

Of course, that's only for ordinary painters.

Possessing god-level painting ability, Mufeng's ability to control colors and other abilities are beyond the reach of ordinary painters.

everything's ready.

Mu Feng looked at Wang Ya and said, "Student Wang, let me draw you a personal picture first."

The painting for Shi Qing has already been conceived and needs more time.

Relatively speaking, Wang Ya's personal painting takes a shorter time.

The most important thing is that he has just obtained the god-level drawing ability, and he has not fully mastered it yet, so he will use Wang Ya to practice first.

As for the live broadcast, Mufeng didn't mention it right away.

I believe that as long as she knows her own skills, she will take the initiative to propose it.

"Okay."

Wang Ya nodded, not taking it seriously.

How good can a layman who is not an art major draw?

At this time, there were quite a few classmates around, all of whom came for the school beauty.

Hearing that Mufeng wanted to paint, he was a little surprised.

According to their understanding, Xiaohua, the boyfriend who suddenly appeared, seems to be an automation major, right?Still can draw?
Mufeng knew that Shi Qing and Wang Ya didn't trust their painting skills, so they didn't care.

He stood up, walked in front of Wang Ya, and carefully looked at everything from the hair to the exposed shoulders to the purple skirt.

Wang Ya felt a little terrified by him, feeling uncomfortable all over.

If she hadn't seen Mu Feng's clear eyes, she would almost have thought that this guy was playing hooligans.

How can someone stare at a female classmate like this, in front of his girlfriend, and not be afraid that his girlfriend will be jealous?

Although Shi Qing kept telling Wang Ya that Mu Feng was not her boyfriend, it can be seen that he stared at Wang Ya so unscrupulously, but felt a little sour for no reason, stomped her feet, and said angrily, "What are you looking at?"

"Hey, your girlfriend is jealous." Wang Ya pursed her lips and smiled.

Mu Feng said solemnly: "To draw a realistic picture, it is natural to remember every feature of her body, and you are the same."

"Really?" Shi Qing was a little suspicious.

"of course."

Mu Feng returned to the easel and picked up the paintbrush, "You don't have to stand there so seriously, you can sit down, or you can go to other places to play and see the result after half an hour. Of course, if you sit live, and you can also watch my painting on the spot.”

Sure enough, he is a layman.

Wang Ya froze for a moment, then confirmed: "You really don't need me standing here?"

Mu Feng shook his head and said, "What I want to draw is your posture just now, and all the details of you just now have been reflected in my mind."

After speaking, he picked up the brush and began to outline on the gouache paper.

He swung his brush at an extremely fast speed, completely surpassing the average painter.

The classmates standing behind him all stared wide-eyed with astonishment on their faces.

The speed of this painting is faster than their writing. Are you sure you can draw a good picture?

Shi Qing and Wang Ya, who were standing opposite each other, looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

This guy can't draw at first glance.

They actually came out with this guy to mess around, and they were also drunk.

"I hope he doesn't paint me too badly."

Wang Ya murmured in a low voice, then thought about it, and then whispered in Shi Qing's ear, "Xiaoqing, you don't think I should evacuate early, it doesn't feel right."

Shi Qing bit her lip, looked at Mu Feng who was serious about painting, and said in a low voice: "It's not good to go now, it will make him lose face."

"That's right, you're his girlfriend, it doesn't matter how ugly the painting is. It's just pity on me, I want to suffer with you, so you have to treat me to a big meal tonight." Wang Ya sighed.

Shi Qing rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Shouldn't he invite us to dinner?"

Wang Ya's eyes lit up, and she nodded sharply: "That's right, he should invite us to dinner."

After waiting for about ten minutes, Mufeng started toning and coloring.

"Huh? Don't say it, the outline he drew looks quite similar."

The students behind them started talking in a low voice, quite surprised.

And as Mu Feng continued to paint, the students kept looking at Wang Ya for comparison with the painting, and gradually revealed strange expressions.

Soon, the painting is complete.

Looking at his first masterpiece, Mufeng is quite satisfied.

"Student Wang, your drawing is ready, let's take a look."

He looked up at Wang Ya who was sitting in front chatting with Shi Qing, and said with a smile.

"So fast?"

Wang Ya looked at the strange faces of the students and felt a bad premonition in her heart.

This guy won't paint himself as ugly, will he?
With a feeling of apprehension, Wang Ya walked to the easel and looked at it. Wang Ya's eyes widened suddenly, and like other students, she also showed a strange look.

Shi Qing glanced curiously, showing the same expression as Wang Ya.

The facial features are exactly the same as Wang Ya herself.

The skin, the strands of hair blowing in the wind on the forehead, the eyes with doubts mixed with a little uneasiness, the tiny mole on the left earlobe, the folds on the dress, everything is so vivid, it seems that the whole person is about to come alive .

Even the clouds in the background sky and every grass on the ground are so vivid.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe that it was a painting, and would rather believe that it was a photo taken with a high-resolution camera.

The fly in the ointment is that no matter the color of hair, or the color of skin, clothes, etc., there are some differences from Wang Ya herself.

This is also the reason why the students showed strange expressions.

It stands to reason that it is impossible for a painter who can draw such realistic works to make such low-level mistakes.

It's a pity that a perfect work.

Everyone felt a little regretful in their hearts.

Mu Feng smiled slightly, and said, "Don't worry, this work is not finished yet, and there is one last step, which is to wait for it to dry naturally. It will take about 10 minutes."

Dry naturally?

A student majoring in fine arts was a little surprised: "After the gouache painting dries, the color will change, either getting lighter or darker. This is also one of the shortcomings of gouache painting. Could it be that he wants to take advantage of this feature of gouache painting and let it dry?" Only then can it show the color that the work itself should have? No, it is impossible, no one can do this.”

After speaking, he himself denied it first.

This is simply a fantasy.

The change in color after drying cannot be artificially controlled.

10 minutes passed quickly, and the gouache was completely dry.

Everyone was shocked when they compared it carefully with Wang Ya herself.

The shade of color is exactly the same as Wang Ya herself.

Not only that, when they carefully observed the painting, they seemed to be pulled back to the time and space more than half an hour ago by some force, and once again witnessed Wang Ya's state when she was carefully observed by Mu Feng.

The difference is that this time they can clearly feel all the emotions in Wang Ya's heart at that time, and they also have a feeling of empathy.

This is simply divine.