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"This classmate," Jing Qing walked in front of Yun Yongan, "Just because you know how to draw doesn't mean you can teach others how to draw. Our painting club recruits many newcomers who are interested in painting but have never learned painting before."

"As for how to teach people to draw, we have explored a mature system, which guarantees that you can learn to draw within a year. It is everyone's freedom to join which club, even if you are her boyfriend, you should not substitute for her. She decides."

After hearing these words, Yun Yong'an couldn't help but praised Jing Qing from the bottom of his heart, presenting the facts and presenting the truth. In the end, he seemed to be a rationalist filled with righteous indignation, but actually changed his concept, and quietly planted roots in Jiang Xiaoai's heart. prick.

Yun Yong'an really didn't want Jiang Xiaoai to join the painting club, but he followed Jiang Xiaoai's proposal to teach her alone, and only the two of them would study alone, which perfectly hit Jiang Xiaoai's girlish feelings. Although she didn't speak, she agreed.

But in Jing Qing's mouth, it turned out that Yun Yong'an had made a decision for her in order to satisfy her desire for control. In the world of polygamy, it doesn't mean that girls have no temper.

"This is just right, if you don't play with your little thoughts, I'm embarrassed to cheat you."

After a sneer in his heart, Yun Yongan withdrew his hand from Jiang Xiaoai's head, and casually cupped his hands at Jing Qing.

In order to reciprocate the gift, Jing Qing could only take a step back, most of the momentum she had accumulated was instantly dissipated.

Before Jing Qing could speak, Yun Yongan handed over another blank application form on the table together with a black signature pen.

"As the saying goes, you can teach others by studying very well. If you are so confident, my classmate, you must have superb drawing skills."

Jing Qing took the pen and paper, and raised her head confidently, "It's okay, I barely held two solo exhibitions, thanks to the love from all the students..."

"Since that's the case, don't talk nonsense," Yun Yongan interrupted his Versailles speech, "With a limit of 10 minutes, let's do a sketch. You choose the scenery, and some people will say that I take advantage of you."

Jing Qing looked at the signature pen in her hand, showing hesitation, "Do you want to use a signature pen?"

"Why, you can't draw without a pencil." Yun Yongan glanced at him mockingly, "Didn't your teacher teach you? Pencils, pens, signature pens; brushes, oil sticks, charcoal sticks, as long as you can Tools that leave traces on the surface of materials can be used to draw sketches!"

Unbearable to be humiliated, Jing Qing agreed with a cold snort.

"I'm just afraid that you won't be able to draw it, that's all shame! I won't take advantage of you, you can draw everything around you."

"Okay, it's fun, but there must be a lottery in the competition." Yun Yongan turned over the application form that Jiang Xiaoai had filled out, and put it in front of his desk as a drawing paper, "We are all college students, money is too vulgar, how about it, Whoever loses will have to call the other party Master, how about that?"

Those who have mastered it are teachers, and they are called teachers and not parents, Jing Qing readily agreed.

Jiang Xiaoai acted as the referee temporarily, took out her mobile phone, turned on the timer, and gave an order, Jing Qing didn't dare to slack off, and quickly started to draw on the paper.

Yun Yong'an first went to the system store, bought a master-level sketching skills experience card and clicked to use it, then picked up the signature pen and started drawing on the back of the paper.

The onlookers next to them, watching the two of them fighting the painting, began to discuss in a low voice.

"Brother, who do you prefer between the two?"

"That goes without saying, of course it's our president. The guy who came out from behind is just a freshman. He has never seen the world. He was praised a few times in high school, so he thought he was awesome. Our president held Had a solo exhibition."

"Personal art exhibition, is it so powerful? Brother, give me an application form, and I want to join the art club."

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Hearing the comments from the people around her, Jiang Xiaoai was very worried, but she didn't dare to disturb Yun Yongan, so she could only stand on tiptoe and glance at his work quietly.

Small dimples, long eyelashes, the one that appeared on Yun Yongan's drawing paper was not himself, but Jiang Xiaoai.

"Yong'an, uh!" Jiang Xiaoai just spoke, but immediately realized that she covered her mouth, afraid of disturbing his rhythm.

"It's okay." Yun Yong'an turned around and touched Jiang Xiaoai's little head, "Many paintings cannot be finished in one breath. Eating, drinking, and sleeping will interrupt the original painting rhythm. You can finish a painting freely. Fundamentals."

Jiang Xiaoai squinted her eyes and enjoyed the touch: "Is that so?"

"That's right," Yun Yong'an raised his hand to tap Jiang Xiaoai's pupils on the drawing paper, completely engraving her lovely temperament on the drawing paper.

At this time, the time has not just passed halfway.

Jiang Xiaoai stretched her neck, glanced at Jing Qing who was sitting opposite, and found that he was also drawing himself, but only the outline, and after not pointing out all the details, she was very excited, "Yong'an, Yong'an, he hasn't finished drawing yet." , you win, you win!"

Looking at Jiang Xiaoai's appearance that was happier than himself, Yun Yongan couldn't help but cry, "Xiao Ai, in the sketching competition, although speed is very important, the quality of the drawing itself is more important, otherwise everyone will compete to draw stick figures."

"Ah, is that so?" Jiang Xiaoai collapsed visibly to the naked eye, staring at Yun Yongan's painting, then at Jing Qing's from a distance, puffing up her cheeks, "Yongan, your painting is so small, I feel like I'm about to lose. "

Yun Yongan stretched out his hand and pinched Jiang Xiaoai's cheek, squeezed the air out of his mouth, and made a lovely "wave" sound.

"Okay, go to the side and continue to be your referee. I haven't finished painting yet. I get along with you day and night. If I only draw your words, he won't be convinced if he loses. It's so lively today, so the painting should be more lively. good."

Yun Yong'an picked up the brush again, and next to Jiang Xiaoai, with a few strokes, he outlined his figure immersed in painting.

The surrounding students and teachers, the clouds in the sky, and the trees beside the road were also drawn by the Yunyong Security Department.

Before I knew it, another 5 minutes had passed.

The moment Jiang Xiaoai's mobile phone alarm rang, Yun Yongan and Jing Qing stopped writing at the same time, and exchanged works for review.

From high-spirited to dejected, it only takes one look.

Compared with other paintings that need to talk about various artistic conceptions, the judging criteria for sketches are much simpler, correct proportions and smooth lines are the best.

If Yun Yongan only drew one character, Jing Qing could still play tricks.But after seeing Yun Yongan draw the entire competition venue with Jiang Xiaoai as the center, Jing Qing didn't have any chance to play tricks, so she could only smile wryly and admit defeat in a dry voice.

"You won. Master, Master!"

"Good boy," Yun Yongan readily agreed, and then turned on the system at the speed of light, and found that the progress of the task of [Magic Brush Ma Liang] hadn't progressed at all, he was stunned for a moment, and turned to look at Jing Qing.

"Jing Qing, have you passed the amateur nine-level painter exam?"

Before Jing Qing could speak, the students from the art club who followed behind him stood up to defend him.

"Don't think that you have nothing to be proud of if you win our president in sketch, Yejiu? Our president is already dedicated!"

"You didn't know it when you first came to school. Let me tell you that our president is best at freehand brushwork landscapes. Western-style sketches are his weakness. Use your own strengths to defeat the other's weaknesses. You just won a game by luck! I Tell you!"

Only halfway through his harsh words did Jing Qing realize, she hastily pulled him back and interrupted him, and at the same time showed an apologetic smile to Yun Yongan.

Yun Yong'an naturally wouldn't be as knowledgeable as a follower. After he waved his hand to indicate that it was all right, he frowned and began to think about what was wrong with his plan, why he called himself a master even though his strength was up to the standard, but it was not considered a task schedule.