The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

Mu Yaqi coughed lightly and said, "Okay."

Mu Yaqi turned her attention back to the painting in front of her and asked, "Then why do you dare to paint again now?"

Lu Chengfeng said honestly: "Because you have grown up and are still by my side."

Mu Yaqi glanced at him and said, "What's the difference between this and whether I'm by your side or not?"

Lu Chengfeng said: "If you weren't with me, I couldn't have taken advantage of your innocence."

Mu Yaqi: "......"

It's quite thoughtful.

She raised her eyebrows and asked, "How can my innocence be taken away so easily?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, “I know, but there is a difference between saying that it didn’t happen and pretending that it didn’t happen.”

Mu Yaqi raised the corners of her lips slightly, looked him up and down, and said with some pleasure, "So, you care about my reputation."

Lu Chengfeng gently held her hand, interlocked their fingers, and said, "I've always cared about you."

Mu Yaqi smiled and shook her hand: "Well, you performed very well."

She glanced at the painting, then looked around and saw several bottles and jars of paint.

It looks like it was sealed, so it should still work.

She pointed in the direction of the paint and asked, "Is that still usable?"

Lu Chengfeng said: "That is a sealed mineral pigment, it can be used."

Mu Yaqi was slightly startled and guessed, "So, that wouldn't be the paint from ten years ago?"

Lu Chengfeng nodded: "Yeah. This place has only been cleaned over the years, and other things have basically not been moved."

Mu Yaqi blinked and then asked, "So your painting is also made of mineral pigments?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "I wanted to paint you at that time, so I used good paint. But I didn't dare to paint you later, because I was afraid that you would find it abrupt if you knew."

Even though this paint is expensive, and even though you didn't paint any people at the time, why can't I control my happiness?

She couldn't help but shout to herself in her heart: Mu Yaqi, is this all you can do? Just a man, just a painting, just a statement that you don't know whether it's true or not, can you be so obsessed with it?

Mu Yaqi answered in her heart: Yes! I am so obsessed with you!

If you have no future, then you have no future. It is more important for us to live a good life than anything else!

Mu Yaqi raised the corner of her lips: "So do you want to complete this painting now?"

Lu Chengfeng had guessed it in his mind, but he was still slightly stunned when he heard her say this.

It was as if a place in my heart that had been empty for a long time suddenly settled down and became solid. I felt warm and had a slightly illusory sense of pleasure.

He pretended to be calm, smiled and said gently, "Okay."

Mu Yaqi took the sealed can of paint from the side, looked at it left and right, and handed it directly to him.

Lu Chengfeng took it and put it aside.

Mu Yaqi picked up bottles and jars of several colors and put them all next to the place where Lu Chengfeng had just placed them.

It’s better to let him do things like removing the sealing cover.

He is not the kind of delicate person who cannot carry anything on his shoulders or lift anything with his hands.

And he should choose the color he wants.

Although it might look cool if she unwrapped it when she handed it to him, she had no idea what color he wanted.

In case you disassemble it and don't use it, you have to seal it again, otherwise it is very likely to be adversely affected or even unusable.

For example, it may absorb moisture in the air, causing deliquescence and deterioration, affecting its color, texture and use effect.

Impurities such as dust in the air may also mix into the pigment, contaminating it.

Moreover, if it is not sealed, the pigment may evaporate and oxidize easily, thereby reducing its performance.

It wouldn't be cool if she just twisted it so easily and had to seal it back.

It becomes funny.

And it might also be a waste of money.

Making money is so difficult, but spending money is as easy as flowing water. She would never do such a thing as squandering money.

Not to mention her own money, she would feel bad about it, even Lu Chengfeng's money would make her feel bad.

Nonsense, his money is my money, of course I feel bad about it.

Lu Chengfeng hesitated for a moment and finally picked up the scraper from the painting tools beside him.

He reached into the pile of colorful mineral pigments with his scraper and carefully scooped out some of the rich colors.

At first glance, Mu Yaqi felt that this color was very expressive.

He then slowly moved the scraper over the canvas and began to carefully trace the outline.

Mu Yaqi thought, isn't it just repairing a painting? Is it necessary to be so cautious?

As soon as the thought came to her mind, she understood why.

Well, he might be filling in the gap of being seventeen.

He may want to treat it with care because the person he is painting is her.

He probably felt that she was by his side now and wanted to give her a good show.

It could also be that he takes everything very seriously, especially when it comes to her.

Regardless of whether it was these or any other reasons, just one of them was enough for him to complete the painting with all his heart.

The scraper slid gently across the canvas, and his wrist moved flexibly, sketching stroke by stroke.

Slowly, the general shape of a figure began to emerge.

It was a person who was climbing over a wall, with his upper body already over the top.

Mu Yaqi raised her eyebrows.

She thought he was going to draw a person climbing over the wall, but it turned out that he hadn't even climbed up to the top of the wall yet.

Mu Yaqi: "......"

What should I do? This outline looks inexplicably funny.

Mu Yaqi pursed her lips and chose to trust his skills.

She secretly thought that if the final product was really unbearable, she would ask him to revise it.

Otherwise she wouldn't admit that the person on the wall was hers.

Lu Chengfeng meticulously depicts the character's arms; the lines of the muscles appear and disappear under the action of the scraper, as if containing endless power.

Mu Yaqi raised her eyebrows, there was hope.

Next is the shoulders.

The marks left by the scraper perfectly show the wrinkles and texture of the clothes.

The figure in the picture has his head slightly poked out, and the feeling of his hair fluttering in the wind is also cleverly expressed.

Mu Yaqi thought it was quite interesting.

As time goes by, the upper body of the figure climbing over the wall becomes more and more vivid, as if it will jump out of the canvas in the next second.

The two of them were so immersed in the creation that they didn't even think of finding a stool or chair to sit on.

Because of the different angles, the painting effect and the feel when painting will be different.

If it is not necessary for creation, the posture will not be changed easily.

Those professionals may be able to find the feeling quickly by changing postures, but Lu Chengfeng is an amateur.

But he draws really well.

You can't tell he's an amateur, he just draws a little slower than the professionals.

This can also be interpreted as him thinking, taking it seriously, and considering how to achieve the best results.

Mu Yaqi thought to herself, I don’t care, his skills are comparable to those of a professional!

I must support him for his reputation!

Besides, his painting is not bad, so what's wrong with showing support?

This is called being good at discovering talents~

Lu Chengfeng was immersed in his creation, and finally, the scraper in his hand, the paint and the canvas were perfectly combined to create this tense picture.

Lu Chengfeng put the scraper aside, admired it from left to right, and then smiled with satisfaction.

Mu Yaqi glanced at the painting and saw the person who was climbing over the wall raised one foot and was about to land on the top of the wall.

Well, I misunderstood him just now.

I thought he just drew a little man looking his head out.

No! I don't believe it!

There is absolutely no misunderstanding about him!

He added the leaping action later!

Even if he originally wanted to draw legs, it seems that he was not prepared to draw them!

snort!

Mu Yaqi raised her head proudly.

To Lu Chengfeng, I can be as arrogant as I want!

hum~

She examined the painting again carefully.

The slightly mottled wall, bathed in the warm sunlight, is like a barrier that bears witness to the passage of time.

On the wall, a girl with a graceful figure is showing her unique charm.

She grasped the top of the wall tightly with both hands, her slender fingers seemed full of strength, and even her nails shone with a tenacious light.

His body leaped and tumbled lightly in the air, looking for a safe foothold flexibly.

Like a newly sprouted bud, it exudes vigorous vitality.

Her face looked happily at the world outside the wall that she was about to step into.

The delicate facial features sparkled in the sun, the brilliant smile was as bright as the sun, and the eyes sparkled with lively light, full of longing and desire for the world outside the wall.