After the meal, Xiong Xiaozhi and Zhao Shiliu cleaned up the dining table and kitchen together, and Xiong Xiaozhi went to fiddle with his favorite machinery alone. Zhao Shiliu had nothing to do, seeing Xiong Xiaoxiao and Mu Qingshan discussing something intensely, It is inconvenient for me to interrupt myself.
Although everyone was doing what they liked, it was inconvenient for Zhao Shiliu to hide in the room as a guest.
In desperation, she dug out a picture book from her backpack, sat down at the dining table and began to draw silently.
Xiong Xiaoxiao was discussing with Mu Qingshan while paying attention to Zhao Shiliu's movements. Seeing her sitting down at the table with a notebook, Xiong Xiaoxiao's curiosity was aroused.
She stretched her waist, picked up the teacup and pretended to pour water, passed by Zhao Shiliu's side and craned her neck to look.
After looking at it, I found that Zhao Shiliu was actually painting, and the painting was actually pretty good!
"You know how to draw!?" Xiong Xiaoxiao approached Zhao Shiliu and asked abruptly.
Zhao Shiliu, who was engrossed, was taken aback by her sudden question, and replied shyly:
"Well, it doesn't count as knowingjustjust draw by yourself"
"You are still called blind painting!? Hey, let me tell you, you are going too far! Excessive modesty is equal to pride! Do you know that!?
It's like myopia telling a blind man that I can't see clearly! "Xiong Xiaoxiao joked as he patted the table.
Zhao Shiliu didn't understand her joke, and looked at her in shock: "Myopicblind?"
"Hey! Anyway, that's it! Anyway, don't be modest! You draw very well!
Shanshan, come and see! "Xiong Xiaoxiao wrote, and greeted Mu Qingshan loudly.
Mu Qingshan ran over quickly to take a look, and also showed a look of admiration: "Wow, the painting is really good"
"My brother is so embarrassing, he didn't say that you can draw! It made us spend a long time just now!"
Zhao Shiliu still didn't know why, and stared blankly at Xiong Xiaoxiao.
Xiong Xiaoxiao laughed exaggeratedly, with a bit of a thief in his smile:
"Hey, tell me, who did you learn this from?"
Zhao Shiliu said embarrassingly: "That's right, there used to be a person next door to my house who specialized in making oil paintings for people. They all had foremen who specialized in copying famous oil paintings and selling them abroad. I heard they made a lot of money.
Well, my family is poor, so I thought it would be great if I could paint like that and earn money.
Since then, I have often secretly watched their paintings, and followed them, learning slowly"
"Then did you earn any money?" Xiong Xiaoxiao asked curiously.
Zhao Shiliu blushed and shook his head: "It's not that easy, and because the oil paint they used was poisonous, many of those people got sick later, so my parents didn't allow me to go."
"Then why don't you draw people's heads on the Internet? I saw a lot of people want to buy it, ranging from a few dollars to hundreds of dollars! I see, it's not as good as yours!"
Xiong Xiaoxiao flipped through Zhao Shiliu's sketchbook and said, Mu Qingshan also nodded repeatedly, thinking it was true.
"I, I thought about it too, I tried it too However, this person is not good at dealing with others, and he doesn't have many friends I also tried to solicit papers, but after being cheated a few times, I didn't Interested
Now, I am only interested in drawing for fun. "Zhao Shiliu's voice became softer as she spoke, and her face turned redder.
Xiong Xiaoxiao smiled and patted Zhao Shiliu's shoulder: "Girl, raise your head! We need you very much here!"
"Huh?" Zhao Shiliu was a little uncomfortable with Xiong Xiaoxiao's sudden change in attitude, and looked at her suspiciously: "Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Well! Let me ask first, do you like milk tea?"
"This I like it, I like it But, it's too expensive I, my parents don't even give me money to buy it" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com