The daily life of the painter of the rebirth of the king of the net

It is a very pleasant thing to draw as you like, but it is a very painful thing if it is a painting competition with no restrictions on themes and types of paintings. At least Natsume Yu, who has difficulty in choosing Libra, is right. .

Natsume Yuu couldn't decide what to draw for three days because of the difficulty in choosing, and almost collapsed. He even had the idea of ​​not participating in the competition because of such pain.

If everyone doesn't know about participating in the competition, it's really a pain to choose, and if you can't decide, Natsume Yu may not participate at all, but this time the president of the beauty recommended her to participate.

In front of beauties, no matter men or women, Natsume Yu didn't know why, and insisted on protecting his own face and giving the beauties a stalwart and tall image, but it's a pity that Natsume You just thought too much.

Now Natsume Yu is really ashamed to withdraw from the competition in order to maintain her stalwart and tall image (?) in the heart of the beauty president, so she can only bite the bullet.

However, Natsume You rolled over on the bed howling, what exactly was he going to draw? !

It is definitely better to use color in the preliminary competition, but whether to paint in gouache or watercolor, or oil painting, well, colored pencils should also work, ahhhh, so tangled, so tangled, so tangled.

The tangled Natsume Yu covered his face and rolled and rolled on the bed, thinking that he should just let it go forever, but when he was rolling, he suddenly seemed to smell some fragrance.

Natsume Yu couldn't help but straighten his upper body and lie on the bed, his small nose moved and sniffed the intoxicating fragrance in the air, um, it smelled like grilled eel~ It smells so fragrant~ Ah, it seems that my stomach is a little bit I'm hungry, or else, get full before you come back and roll!

Natsume Yuu happily made a decision, got up and looked for the scent and rolled all the way to the kitchen. On the way, he met a Pikachu, who pushed the slowly crawling Pikachu on his head, one person and one turtle risked their lives against it Natsume's mother's Hedong Lion Roar, stealing several dishes.

Natsume Yuyu, who had a chubby belly, happily returned to her little den, but when she saw the drawing board that was propped up but hadn't started to write, she was in a bad mood again, but she glanced at her soft little bed, Natsume Yu decided, why don't you go to sleep first and think about it after waking up!

After tossing and tossing all morning, Natsume Yuu, who was already a little tired, fell down on the pillow and looked sideways at the doll she placed on the bedside. She was about to fall asleep in a daze. Well, I want to have a good dream.

"Xiaoyou? Xiaoyou?" It was a very familiar voice, so gentle, who was it, who was it.

"Xiaoyou, mom is here, don't be afraid, mom is here." Who are you, why is your voice so familiar, mom, mom, is it mom?

"Don't be afraid, Xiaoyou, Xiaoyou is so good, she will live, because Xiaoyou is her mother's angel." Mom! Mom! It's mom!

Natsume Yuu wanted to call out, but her throat seemed to be blocked, and she couldn't utter a single word of the name or words she wanted to say.

Natsume Yu's tears couldn't help but burst out of the frame, and some light spots slowly gathered in front of the pitch-black eyes, converging into a picture.

A beautiful woman was covered in wounds and blood. She was being crushed by the overturned car. The woman struggled to get out. She lay on her stomach with one hand, and tightly protected the unconscious little girl in her arms. girl.

The woman's legs had been smashed to a bloody mess, and she couldn't even get up, and she couldn't get up and leave this dangerous area quickly. She could only lie on her stomach with one hand, and crawled with difficulty, and only her face was left Pain and perseverance.

Natsume Yu rushed forward frantically, trying to pull the woman in the picture up, but she couldn't get close to the picture at all. No matter how hard she tried to run forward, she was still separated from the woman by a long distance, a distance of a life .

Natsume You finally knelt down on the ground powerlessly, covering her mouth with both hands but couldn't cover up her sobbing.

That's her mother, her mother, the mother who didn't even want her most precious legs to save her, Natsume Yuta wanted to rush in so that she wouldn't torture herself anymore, she carried her to the hospital, But she couldn't get close at all, just like when her mother was rescued in the emergency room, she was still in pain outside but still couldn't get close.

The author has something to say: I'm in a bad mood today, I can't help it...