After the rebirth, my paintings became popular all over the world

Lin Luo calmly said, "Yes, I drew it casually."

It was indeed drawn by hand.

Lin Luo's paintings rarely have a clear direction, and generally follow his mood and feelings.

I don't know if it's because of the conversation with Jing Yu yesterday, that person always pops up in my mind from time to time.

Therefore, when painting, it is reflected.

"Where are you painting, why are there so many people?" Jiao Na stared at the canvas carefully, "And the environment is still like this..."

"Why did Mr. Jing go to such a place?"

"No, how did you meet Mr. Jing in this kind of place?"

Lin Luo didn't want to tell Jiao Na about the bad things in her family, and she didn't want to tell others about her relationship with Jing Yu, so she said nonsense:

"It's a blind painting, it's not what happened in real life."

"Huh? Fiction?" Jiao Na was a little surprised.

"Yes." Lin Luo felt guilty, so he pushed Jiao Na to drive her away.

"Go out, don't stay here, it will disturb my painting."

"I was watching just now, and I didn't bother you," Jiao Na was a little reluctant, "Just let me take a look, and I will never disturb you, okay?"

"No." Lin Luo glanced at the person eagerly watching at the door of the studio, "Now I know that there is someone beside me, so I will be distracted."

"Nuo Nuo..." Jiao Na pulled Lin Luo's sleeve, "Just let me watch for a while, I helped you last time."

The last time Lin Luo was blocked outside the school by debtors, it was Jiao Na who asked the school security to save him.

When the other party raised this point, Lin Luo couldn't refuse.

He closed the studio door and did not allow anyone else to come in, Jiao Na said: "Then you are not allowed to interrupt, and you are not allowed to move around to make noise."

Jiao Na nodded again and again, happily said: "Good!"

Lin Luo's painting is not finished yet.

But he didn't want to draw Jing Yu again.

bother.

So I decided to destroy this waste manuscript and draw another one.

As soon as she raised her hand, Jiao Na stopped him, her eyes widened and she said, "What are you doing?"

"I don't want this painting anymore," Lin Luo said.

Jiao Na frowned: "Why don't you want it? The painting is so good, how can you not want it?"

"I said no, so I don't want it." Lin Luo said.

"Have you had any conflicts with Mr. Jing?"

I have to say that girls are sensitive minds, which can be associated with it.

Lin Luo paused, put down his brush, and said flatly, "No."

Jiao Na directly took this sentence as yes.

"Why are there conflicts?" Jiao Na knew that the relationship between Lin Luo and Jing Yu was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

Jing Yu's treatment of Lin Luo was not the same as that of other painters who supported him in the past.

"If there is a contradiction, you can tell me. The authorities are obsessed with the bystanders, and maybe I can enlighten you?"

Lin Luo was silent.

Seeing that he didn't refuse immediately, Jiao Na knew there was something to be done, and continued to persuade:

"I'm the president of your support club, your affairs are mine! If you tell me, I'll keep it absolutely secret, and I won't tell the third person!"

"President of the support club?" Lin Luo was puzzled.

"That's right!" Jiao Na said, "I'm self-proclaimed!"

"...Then how many people are there in your support group?"

"Uh," Jiao Na scratched her face, "not many, just a few, all art students I met in the studio."

Lin Luo: "..."

"But my heart for you is true!" Jiao Na said, "Just tell me, and you won't lose a piece of meat."

It was true that there would be no meat loss, Lin Luo was convinced.

Ever since I parted from Jing Yu yesterday, my heart has always been restless, like ants gnawing, but I can't think of a clue.

But if you ask, I don't know where to start.

Lin Luo scratched his head: "I... don't know where to say it."

Jiao Na thought for a while: "Just tell me what happened between the two of you, and I will analyze it for you."

So Lin Luo recounted the key points of the conversation with Jing Yu yesterday to Jiao Na.

After Jiao Na finished listening, her eyes widened.

"You guys..." Jiao Na was crazily shocked and scratched her face.

"What?" Lin Luo was puzzled, "Is there any problem?"

Jiao Na's pupils continued to tremble: "Do you guys always chat like this?"

Lin Luo: "?"

Jiao Na gestured and said, as if words could no longer express her meaning:

"Don't you think, that is, that, the scale of your chat is a bit... out of bounds?"

Lin Luo fell into silence.

It is impossible to say that there is no cognition at all.

Haven't eaten pork and never seen a pig run?

Jiao Na carefully observed Lin Luo's expression for two seconds, and suddenly felt blessed: "That... you, are you..."

"Is it something?" Lin Luo asked impatiently, "Speak directly."

He is bothered.

"Do you... like Mr. Jing?" Jiao Na's voice became weaker and weaker in the last few words.

"Huh?" Lin Luo was taken aback.

When Jing Yu asked him this question, Lin Luo reflexively denied it, without thinking about the answer at all.

Now that Jiao Na brought up this question again, Lin Luo had to seriously reflect on herself and seek the answer.

Do you like Jingyu?

When Lin Luo associated the name "Like" with "Jing Yu", he always felt awkward.

He hasn't thought about it in this direction.

Before that, Lin Luo never thought that he would like someone of the same sex.

Although this kind of thing is common in the art circle, he didn't think it would happen to him.

Lin Luo took a deep breath, raised her eyes and took a deep look at Jiao Na.

Jiao Na raised her hand very cleverly and said, "I'll keep it a secret."

Lin Luo couldn't help laughing, feeling that the little girl was pleasing to the eye.

Lin Luo raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "I still need to think about this...but thank you."

At least it pointed out a new direction of thinking for Lin Luo.

Although Jiao Na was very curious about what Lin Luo was thinking, but seeing that Lin Luo didn't intend to continue, she didn't ask further, but said:

"Then if you still have any doubts in the future, you can still come and communicate with me. It's better for us to chat, than to think about it by yourself."

Lin Luo took it for granted.

In this way, he continued to paint.

This time, Lin Luo didn't destroy the painting just now, but continued to paint from the previous content, refining the blurred faces on the canvas little by little.

But Lin Luo didn't paint figures originally, and his style of painting Jing Yu is also different from ordinary figure paintings. He doesn't pursue the real and meticulous details, such as the texture of the skin, the fineness of the hair, etc., but emphasizes the adjustment of the painting. The use of color, the change of light and shadow.

As soon as he painted, he forgot the time.

In a blink of an eye, it was already dark.

Jiao Na was supposed to go home, but she couldn't bear to leave after seeing Lin Luo painting, so she ordered two takeaways and sat by the side until Lin Luo finished painting.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, but Jiao Na was not sleepy at all, looking at Lin Luo who was thinking, her expression was full of excitement.

She felt that she was right, Lin Nuo must be a peerless genius not weaker than Lin Luo!

Jiao Na believes that soon, Lin Nuo will be popular all over the country, making everyone crazy about his paintings!

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