I rely on emoticons to lower my intelligence

In front of the modern kitchen stove, Gu Shanhai's meticulously painted ink girl is probably... equivalent to artificial mental retardation?

Times are different.

This meal must not be made by Mo Nu.

Gu Shanhai quickly canceled the finishing touch.

The ink girl's lively eyes disappeared, turned into a stream of ink energy, and returned to the scroll.

Pei Chengping snatched back the right to use the kitchen, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

A person who doesn't look easy to mess with, once his face becomes pleasant, he will be as warm and dazzling as the sun shining on the earth.

However, his smile faded so fast that Gu Shanhai had no time to capture it.

"Go play with the system for a while, the meal will be ready soon." Pei Chengping said.

Gu Shanhai didn't move.The big orange cat is sleeping hard, and it will be scratched if disturbed.

Gu Shanhai stood at the same place, rolled up the picture of the ink girl little by little, looked up and saw Pei Chengping looking at the picture in his hand thoughtfully, struggling to hold his respect and said: "Soon! Wait for me to instill the usage of these home appliances She, she can cook a lot of dishes, freeing your hands."

It turned out that Gu Shanhai hadn't given up yet.

"Isn't it difficult to change?" Pei Chengping asked.Because of Gu Shanhai, he became curious about Mo girl and asked questions that he was not interested in before.

"It's not difficult." Gu Shanhai said, it was not difficult for him. "The difficulty is to maintain the existence of the Mo girl, but cooking a meal is enough."

"Is this also a special form of Mo girl? Who is the model based on?" Pei Chengping asked again.

"I didn't refer to anyone, just an ordinary Mo girl. It took me a lot of effort to teach her how to cook. Compared with other Mo girls, her skill is considered a special form, right?" Gu Shanhai puffed out her chest.

There are no prototypes.

Pei Chengping nodded, Gu Shanhai inexplicably felt that the other party was smiling, although there was no smile on the other party's face at all.

"Before you successfully teach Mo Nu, I'll cook for you." Pei Chengping pretended to be careless and said, "Don't have psychological pressure, take your time, I like to watch others eat the dishes I cook."

"Yeah!" Gu Shanhai nodded heavily, his sense of happiness soaring.

"Meow——" the big orange cat lay on the sofa, opened its mouth wide and let out a big breath, reminding Gu Shanhai hatefully.

Shit shovel, did you forget why you drew an ink girl?Because you can eat too much, you will expose your appetite!

Yes!Gu Shanhai almost forgot his original intention and woke up from the dizzy state.

"Pingping, don't worry, I will improve the painting soon, so that you can see how Mo Nu cooks." He held the picture of Mo Nu in his hand and said with high spirits. "Although your cooking is delicious, I think you should have a wider sky than spending your time in the kitchen, and become a powerful fighter. In the future, you will be a kind, upright, respected, and great person! "

This is Hua Dao's commission, and I hope that the other party will become a good person and not go astray.

"You really think so?" Pei Chengping looked a little surprised, and there were different emotions flowing in his eyes.His eyes looked at Gu Shanhai, and his pupils were shining brightly.

"Yes!" Gu Shanhai gave the other party an affirmative answer.

Reluctantly ask Pei Chengping to stay away from the kitchen, and don't cook him so much delicious food, so he won't reveal his appetite!

Gu Shanhai has always been an activist.While Pei Chengping was in a daze, he ran back to the study and prepared to improve Mo Nu Tu.

But only halfway through the run, Pei Chengping called to stop him. "Dinner will be served in a while."

cuckoo-

Gu Shanhai's stomach groaned in response to the situation, he couldn't live up to his expectations, and couldn't walk anymore.

"Go and wash your hands. After eating, I will slowly study how to improve your ink girl picture." Pei Chengping said.He was wearing a cooking bib, and his tall figure stood in the kitchen, but he was like a king, controlling his territory.

"Treasure the time I spend cooking for you in the kitchen." Pei Chengping smiled.

His smile is as warm as the sun in summer.

Who can handle this?

In this way, Gu Shanhai had another sumptuous lunch under the disdainful eyes of the big orange cat.Only then, full of guilt, went to the study to continue to isolate himself.

Gu Shanhai put all his energy into painting.

A painting takes hours.By the time he finished painting, it was dark.

After standing there for an unknown amount of time, Gu Shanhai put down the brush, stretched, and felt something touch the back of his hand.

Strange, there is nothing next to him!Gu Shanhai looked in the direction and was startled.Pei Chengping entered the study at some point and was standing next to him watching him paint.

"It's getting dark, and I called several times at the door, but no one answered. I was worried that something might happen to you, so I came in to take a look. The door was unlocked." Pei Chengping explained.

He didn't get too close to Gu Shanhai, for fear of affecting his painting.If Gu Shanhai hadn't stretched his waist and stretched his arms straight over, he wouldn't have been able to touch him.

"Is your ink girl finished?"

"No." Gu Shanhai shook his head.

Only then did Pei Chengping get closer, and curiously looked at the picture of Mo Nv, who had changed greatly.

It is not an ancient lady's dress, but a modern beauty drawn on rice paper with traditional painting methods.It seemed that it was simply a change of clothes for Mo Nu.The face and slim figure of Mo Nu have not changed, but it is simple to change clothes for people. Changing clothes and hairstyles in the painting is equivalent to repainting half of the painting.

Neither ancient nor modern, a little strange, but also inexplicably harmonious, like a fusion of ancient and modern, a perfect intersection, a millennium at a glance.

The main reason is that Gu Shanhai draws well.

Beside Gu Shanhai's desk, there is a half-meter-high painting jar.Inside this large piece of porcelain, there are rolls of painted paintings.

"Can I have a look?" Pei Chengping was standing next to the painting vat.After obtaining Gu Shanhai's consent, he took out a scroll from the painting vat, opened it carefully, and watched the finished product that had been mounted.

To his surprise, it was a portrait of Pei Chengping.

Seeing his own appearance in the painting, Pei Chengping froze for a moment.

"You drew this too?" The answer is obvious.

"...Yes." Gu Shanhai felt guilty.He didn't have a photo of the other party. To him, the nature of this painting was similar to a reward warrant. Fortunately, he didn't say anything, and Pei Chengping didn't know.

The misunderstanding happened perfectly.

Pei Chengping blushed.

His honey-colored skin doesn't look as pale as someone with fair skin.

But this time, even Gu Shanhai could clearly see that the other party was blushing. It could be seen that Pei Chengping's face was so red that it was on fire.

"Gu Shanhai, who are you? Are you really just a painter?" Pei Chengping was puzzled.The other party's painting skills should not be unknown.But that day at the Painting League, he saw the other party awakening with his own eyes.From an ordinary person to a fighter.

Gu Shanhai already had a counter argument for his knowledge reserve.

Modern society does not pay much attention to the training of Dou Tushi's painting skills, which is also a place that he is particularly criticized.

"Before becoming a painting master, there is another stage called painting apprentice. Modern times have abolished this term, and they are all classified into ordinary people." Gu Shanhai explained, "The teachers who teach painting skills in schools are not all painting teachers. There are also ordinary people who are very good at drawing. The difference between them and Dou Tushi is that some of them lack a natural heart for painting." This is the common sense that Gu Shanhai has acquired recently.

"—Some are just not awakened, but they have a wealth of knowledge reserves. Once they are awakened and become masters of painting, they have accumulated a lot of knowledge. The speed of upgrading is rapid. Back then, Gu Qingzhou, a master of painting, worked as an apprentice in Qingyun Academy of Painting for ten years before he awakened his heart of painting. .In just one year, he was promoted to three major realms and became a master of painting."

"So you are this kind of person?" Pei Chengping agreed with Gu Shanhai.

Gu Shanhai, the true painter, and the new budding artist, said modestly: "I just studied it deeply. Painting skills are very important to the artist, but it seems that everyone doesn't care much. Rely on talent, rely on With a painting of the natal spirit, you can earn money for a lifetime. Such a master of painting will not be able to go far on the road of painting the Tao. Take Mo Nutu as an example."

He lowered his head to look at his painting, "The picture of an ink girl in the hands of everyone in ancient times doesn't seem to be popular now."

Pei Chengping could answer him on this point.

"It takes time and effort to make the picture of a black girl, and it takes a lot of practice to maintain the representation, but it is not very practical. Although there is a complete system, with the evolution of the times, many versions have been introduced, but in cities that are becoming more and more convenient, Even the improved Mo girl doesn't have the advantage. She is in an unembarrassing position. The whole school is useless."

"Do you have your own Mo girl?" Gu Shanhai asked curiously.

"Yes!" Pei Chengping took out his Mo Nu from the badge, and activated it with his eyes. This is the result of a class assignment.

ugly!

This was Gu Shanhai's first reaction after seeing the other party summoning Mo Nu.

The Mo girl that Pei Chengping recruited had dull eyes, could not speak, and could not understand human speech.

It was the Mo girl, but definitely not the Mo girl that Gu Shanhai knew.

An obvious failure to occupy the title of Mo girl.

Gu Shanhai's eyes were twitching.People in this era are opportunistic with emojis and awakened to become map masters.Even the picture of the ink girl has been simplified into an emoji.

"Don't schools teach figure painting?"

"I'm majoring in painting of flowers and birds." Pei Chengping explained, "But I saw you painting me. I suddenly wanted to learn figure painting." Pei Chengping took back the ugly painting, and lightly touched the figure portrait that Gu Shanhai had drawn for him with his fingers.

"What is the dotting effect?"

Every painting drawn by Dou Tushi has its own purpose.

"It's just a portrait showing images. There is no special finishing touch. I use it for practice." Gu Shanhai said, pointing his finger on the eyes of the person in the painting.

"Dotting!" he said, activating the painting.

Pei Chengping's portrait moved on the paper, turned into a flowing ink mark, condensed and formed in reality, and projected translucently in the study.

Tall and fit.

Pei Chengping went up to compare, and felt that Gu Shanhai was amazing, and he painted him so vividly.I don't know how much thought it took to restore his facial features and charm on the paper, without collapsing into an emoji.

Suddenly, there was a subtle feeling in my heart that I was valued by others.

Pei Chengping didn't feel disgusted by this feeling.

The figurative figure was quickly canceled by Gu Shanhai, and returned to the scroll as ink.

Only then did Pei Chengping reluctantly look away.

"Although it is easier to take pictures, the portraits drawn by Doutushi have an irreplaceable advantage," Gu Shanhai always felt that the way of Doutushi in this era has gone astray.

Modern Dou Shi pays more attention to practicality.Thinking about the effect of the painting, I don't have much pursuit of improving my painting level.In fact, laying the foundation of painting well and practicing painting skills can only go further on the road of Dou Tushi.

"Mo Nu is a type of figure painting, but figure painting is not only about Mo Nu." Gu Shanhai laughed.

Looking at the place where the ink marks disappeared, Pei Chengping felt something, and asked Gu Shanhai:

"Can you teach me how to draw?"