soul painters and sound idiots

Across the wooden-colored drawing board, one can see Wen Rendong's short golden hair sitting in front of the drawing board, and a little further down, her delicate face is quite rebellious with this color.She was wearing a pure black wide T-shirt, revealing her slender collarbone. She was drawing with a pencil in her right hand, but on her left wrist was a string of long prayer beads wound several times, which was a bit nondescript.Of course, if you ignore these things and just look at Wen Rendong's serious face, it's still very beautiful.

"Sister, you should stop drawing, it's a waste of drawing paper."

I don't know how many times this is the first time, Wen Renbei, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed and looking at a painting album, said to Wen Rendong, who had just finished another painting.His elder sister really doesn't have any talent for painting.For example, the one she was painting, the original one was a beautiful girl, but she forcibly painted it as a person with distorted facial features and stunted limbs.

Hearing this, Wen Rendong, who had his back to him, turned around from the chair, grabbed the back of the chair with both hands, and gave him a vicious look. "You brat, shut up, I didn't buy your drawing paper and pencils." Suddenly, she remembered something, turned sideways and slapped the drawing board vigorously to vent her dissatisfaction. "I even bought the drawing board, what's wrong with using your stippling paper!"

"I'm not, in line with the principle of not wasting..."

"What a waste, I call it practice. You're fine, just don't encourage me, and laugh at me all day long." After criticizing her unreliable younger brother, Wen Rendong scratched his messy golden hair, Glances to the drawing paper.In fact, her painting is still very good, at least the ugly is vivid... Well, she said that she felt guilty.

Wen Renbei blinked behind her, lowered his head and continued to look at the album, "I can't say no to you, okay?"

The two siblings have similar handsome faces, especially when his elder sister cut her hair short, many people mistakenly thought they were brothers, so he didn't have such a stupid big brother.I have been teaching her how to draw for several years, since she was a freshman in high school, and now she is a sophomore, and she still hasn't made any progress.I forgot that day, his elder sister suddenly announced on a whim: I want to learn to draw!

So, well, Wenrenbei thought, let's learn, and it's none of his business.

But he didn't expect that the elder sister, who was politely persuaded to quit by the art teacher after studying for a semester, would actually get her idea on him, and said that if he learned it, he could teach her, which would save a lot of money.

In fact, it’s worth saving. Does his family have money?

Wen Renbei felt that his elder sister was afraid of losing face and couldn't bear face.Thinking of this, he looked at Wen Rendong, and saw her meditating on the drawing paper for a while.Over the back of the chair and her head I could still see the ugly, unhuman girl.Suddenly, Wen Rendong let out a long cry, stretched out his hand to "swipe" off the drawing paper, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into a corner.A lot of paper balls have already gathered there, and the paper balls have company.

"Oh my God, why is it so difficult to draw? Stop painting, stop painting." She said decadently, stood up and went straight to the big bed, lying like a puddle of mud.

"Old sister." Wen Renbei said helplessly, she has said this sentence from the beginning until now, and she has never really given up.Sometimes he admires her for her perseverance.Even he sighed that this perseverance was inferior to himself, but it was a pity that he used it in the wrong direction.

"Don't talk, shut up. Let me be decadent for a while."

"You said you can sing so well, why are you obsessed with painting?"

Wen Rendong was silent for a while, turned over, looked up at him, raised his eyebrows. "You don't understand the world of soul painters." After finishing speaking, she kicked Wen Renbei and said in a rough voice: "Go, now it's your turn to draw, remember to clean up the trash."

Wen Renbei threw the album on her, and sat down on her previous seat with long legs, fixed the drawing paper again, and sharpened the pencil.Outline sketches, second outlines to deepen lines, paint corrections, and add details, the whole process is done in one go, and it is easy to handle.Seeing and hearing Rendong's envy.

Why did she learn to draw?Not because she has a dream.However, it can't be said that she didn't work hard, and she strictly followed the tutorial.Wen Rendong felt that she lacked a kind of spatial imagination. If she didn't look at the picture when she was painting, she wouldn't know how to bend and change her hands and feet.You can imagine what is drawn.

But even if she used the drawing paper, she would be miserable as soon as she painted her face, and she couldn't draw that kind of charm/charm no matter how she painted.The two eyes still don't match each other.Didn't she just want to be a cartoonist? Why is it so difficult?

Wen Rendong sighed, and simply sat up and opened the album.Since learning to paint, she has seen mountains as mountains, water as water, and people and paintings no longer in the original posture, but into black lines.Sometimes when she stares at others, others think she is plotting something wrong. She is just concentrating on drawing certain lines, so wronged.

She was fascinated by watching, when Wen Renbei suddenly spoke.For each other, he has completed the base map, and only needs to show the changes of light and shadow.He learned sketching. Although he was forced to learn by his elder sister at first, but later, he found that he was quite talented, and gradually fell in love with painting.He is currently studying in a certain art academy, one year younger than Wen Rendong.He is in the art department, and his older sister is in the music department.

"Don't you like to draw? Let me introduce you to a great student. She is a sophomore in our art department. She is amazing. She can sketch, oil, landscape, and even comics." Wen Renbei said without exaggeration Well, the senior sister's ability is recognized in the department, just like his elder sister, isn't she also recognized as a song god in the department?She is also proficient in Chinese songs, foreign songs, fast and slow songs and rap.

"Who?"

"Li Wei."

"Li Er?" Wen Rendong asked in surprise, then couldn't help laughing, she stretched out her fingers and said, "If that person has brothers and sisters, should they be called Li Yi, Li San, Li Si?"

Needless to say, she was really fooled.

Wen Renbei, who understood it, was embarrassed, "It's not the number two, it's an ear with an ear next to it. Sister, don't tell your senior sister like this when the time comes, be careful that she won't help you if she is unhappy. "

"What's the matter? Who asked her parents to give her such an unreliable name, and let people not say it?"

"Then you still smell people's cars!"

Wen Rendong's eyes turned cold all of a sudden, "Say it again, try saying it again?"

"Ahem..." Wen Renbei felt guilty, and his elder sister knew how to scare him. Although she couldn't see her face, she still felt terrified.He lost his position. "Don't talk, don't talk, I promise I won't do it in the future!"

The thing is like this, Wen Rendong was not discouraged when she didn't become an art student back then, she turned a corner and applied to the music department, she was very sure about singing.According to her words, they are all art students, maybe they can go to the art department to audit in the future.

When I went to sign up, it was still a handwritten document. It was nothing at all, but when the teacher called the roll, I saw the character Dong as the character Che.In fact, it's not the teacher's fault, it's because Wen Rendong's handwriting is too scribbled, and the last stroke of Dong's character is drawn directly, which really looks like the character of car.Later, the name spread and was known by her younger brother.For Wen Rendong, this is a big stain in his life!Whoever mentions her is in a hurry.

"Hmph, to be serious, who is that person? How famous is he? Oh, that's not right. If he is so popular, would he be willing to talk to me?"

"Do you think everyone is as proud as you?" Wen Renbei rolled his eyes, stopped his brush, tore off a small piece of paper from the side, and wrote something on it. "Senior sister is very talkative, here, this is her mobile phone number. If you don't dare, add her WeChat first."

Wen Rendong unexpectedly didn't choke with him, she took the note, thoughtful. "Li Bi..." she read, then raised her head to look at her younger brother standing in front of her. "Wouldn't she be the painter with the most potential in our school?"

"That's right. How about it, your brother, shall I treat you well?"

Wen Rendong frowned, "Since she is so talented, why don't you get the moon first?"

"Please, I already have a girlfriend, okay?" Wen Renbei belatedly realized that he had slipped his tongue, and it was too late to make up for it.He looked at Wen Rendong in fear, who was wearing an evil smile.If his mother found out, he wouldn't have to live anymore. Thinking of this, Wen Renbei couldn't help swallowing.

"Okay, I have a girlfriend and didn't tell me, I'll tell my mom."

"Don't, don't..." Wen Renbei hurriedly pulled the elder sister who was pretending to leave, "Is it okay if I tell you?"

"That's about the same, let's talk."

"She, she is Li San, the younger sister of Senior Sister."

"Pfft..." Wen Rendong laughed out loud, and she really guessed it right. "No wonder you defend that man so much, brat. It turns out he is a relative in the future."

"Sister!" Wen Renbei blushed instantly, "I won't tell you anymore." After speaking, he hurriedly packed up his things and put the drawing board under his arm. "I don't care, anyway, the number has already been given to you."

"Hey, brat, where are you going?"

"I'm going back to school, yesterday's homework hasn't been handed in yet."

"Are you going on a date?" Wen Rendong said deliberately, seeing the back of Ren Bei running away in a panic, he couldn't help laughing.

But after a while, the door was opened again.Wen Renbei, who had left, came back again, and he said solemnly: "By the way, old sister, my mother told me to tell you, if you don't dye your chicken feathers back, you are ready to hit the streets."

Wen Rendong couldn't laugh all of a sudden, and fell back on the bed.Rubbing the blond hair habitually, he said to himself: "What chicken feathers, this is obviously very beautiful, okay? Mom, you can't be so domineering just because you are from the Northeast!"