The villain husband raises ginseng online

Chapter 711

When Wen Ling's little hand stretched out further, Jiang Shi felt that the strings in his mind were broken all at once.

What is it like to paint with a little fool in the dark?

It was also the first time for Jiang Shi to experience this kind of thing, so he didn't know how to describe this kind of scene.

Probably, if he is that pen, then Wen Ling is that pure piece of white paper, waiting for him to write, draw, trace and daub on it.

At first, Jiang Shi had no experience, he was a rough old man, where did he learn such delicate work as painting?

However, after all, he is literate and has studied medical skills. Although he is new to painting and lacks experience, after a few attempts, he has gradually mastered the key points.

If you want to draw a good picture in the night, if you want to fill the pure white paper of the little girl, then first of all, the hand holding the pen should not shake.

Be steady, keep the pen in your hand straight and straight.

Then you need to consider where it is most appropriate to write.

The little girl is the most beautiful scroll, so how can he paint to make the scroll more perfect?

This is very considering Jiang Shi's painting skills, but Jiang Shi learned it very quickly.

At the beginning, I felt a little trembling when I wrote, and I was a little at a loss, but after a few times of groping, I knew where to start and where to go.

The pen walks between the dragons, so how can Genghua look more beautiful and amazing.

Occasionally, the nib needs to be raised slightly, this is to make the stroke look lighter and less heavy.

But the drawing paper seemed to be nostalgic, and it was gently lifted by this stroke.

After slightly tilted, it fell down lightly.

Then in the next second, the place should be thick and heavy, and the pen should be heavy. Wherever the pen strikes, it can cause the paper to tremble.

There was ink smeared on the paper, at first it was just a little bit of ink, and it was lightly embellished.

Later, as Jiang Shi wrote heavier and heavier pens, so heavy that it almost pierced through the back of the paper, the originally light and thin paper has now warped its cute little edges.

But Jiang Shi's pen still didn't stop.

The painting is not finished yet, how can I stop?

Write faster, stronger and thicker.

This is the most critical part of the painting, so it was impossible for Jiang Shi to stop, and even increased his strength a little, almost smearing the ink on his back with a single stroke, and then fell on the painting table.

Snapped!

Following the last stroke, after falling heavily, the tip of the pen paused for a long time, and it seemed that thick ink was smudged around bit by bit, making the painting more perfect.

Drips of thick ink accumulate to that point, and after slowly blurring, the painting is completed.

Then, the pen rested, the paper stopped, and there was a breeze in the night. Jiang Shi gently shook Wen Ling's little hand, and waited for the paper to dry together.

Then this painting under the night light is truly completed.

By the time the painting was completed, Jiang Shi hadn't realized what he had done.

He was even immersed in the joy of completing the painting, and the corners of his lips unconsciously evoked a smile.

Pressured by the burden of life these years, Jiang Shi actually seldom laughs from the bottom of his heart.

But now, because of a painting, the whole person relaxes a lot.

It's as if the talent that has been held back for many years, or something else, is released along with this painting.

When the painting was actually completed, Jiang Shi only felt that he was extremely satisfied in his heart.

(End of this chapter)