Chapter 2133 Color
The scholar seemed to have finally noticed Xiao Xiao's existence.
There was a surprised expression on his face.
Xiao Xiao smiled.
"Hello."
Artists always have a concentration that is beyond the average person.
He understands.
……
The scholar stared at Xiao Xiao blankly for a while.
Just when Xiao Xiao thought that the reaction of the Black Pipa Ghost would happen again to this monster, the scholar's eyes fell on the painting in front of him again.
There was no change in his demeanor or breath.
It seemed that Xiao Xiao was just a human being who couldn't see it.
Xiao Xiao:......
He shrugged slightly.
All right.
Obviously, in the eyes of this monster, he is far less important than this painting.
Instead of wasting time contacting him, it would be better to look at more paintings.
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"Russing~Russing~"
The small voice sounded again.
Xiao Xiao tilted his head.
The scholar-like monster lowered his head again, and the hand holding the brush kept moving.
Xiao Xiao quickly raised his eyes and looked behind the scholar.
A flower bloomed before his eyes.
The petals are plump.
Posture is stretched.
The upward growth looks a bit wanton.
It feels a bit like pantomime.
Black and white tones.
There is no sound.
But it's still shocking.
How shocked one moment was, and the next moment when he looked at the flowers that looked like they had been erased by an eraser, Xiao Xiao felt so regretful.
He suddenly thought of Pipa Ghost.
Maybe it's also partly because I just saw the Black Pipa Ghost.
It was the same when I heard Pipa Ghost playing for the first time.
The sudden end of the music and the disappearance of the paintings in front of the eyes are both regrettable.
……
Xiao Xiao's painting skills are at the level of a layman.
In his opinion, the scholar's paintings were already very good.
Even just black and white is stunning.
However, he consciously did not say any layman's words.
The scholar obviously looked like he was immersed in creation.
He'd better not disturb the other party.
……
When Xiao Xiao returned to this painting again, the scholar was still there.
But he wasn't painting.
The brush in its hand lightly brushed the painting.
It seems as if it wants to be dyed with a bit of the color of the painting.
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"The paint on the painting has dried."
Xiao Xiao reminded the monster softly.
I am also a bit worried that the monster will "come by force".
It will be bad if the painting is damaged by then.
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"...I know."
The scholar responded to Xiao Xiao's words for the first time.
It just couldn't hold it back for a while.
"...I can't draw such a color..."
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Uh...
Xiao Xiao blinked.
"Your brush is not stained with paint."
How can you draw other colors?
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"You can draw it."
The scholar said firmly.
But the next second, a frustrated look appeared on its face, "But I can't draw it now."
……
Xiao Xiao's eyes couldn't help but fall on the brush in the scholar's hand.
Can you draw...?
It is indeed a monster.
He smiled.
"That can be painted one day."
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"Yeah."
The scholar nodded, "I will definitely draw it."
Its eyes glowed hot and bright.
My heart is full of passionate longing, and there is unwillingness entangled in it.
It wants to paint... as brilliant and dazzling colors as the painting in front of me.
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"The color of this painting is applied with paint."
Xiao Xiao's eyebrows were slightly curved, "Would you like to try the paint too?"
"Before you can actually paint color."
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The scholar was startled.
"...Pigment..."
There was a look of hesitation and confusion on its face.
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"It doesn't matter if you don't want to."
Xiao Xiao felt that he could probably guess the monster's psychology.
Do you want to complete the painting on your own?
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"Yes!" Seeing that the human looked like he was about to retract his words, the scholar blurted out his answer.
The next second, it froze.
Why?
It...really...
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"You can regret it at any time."
Xiao Xiao said clearly.
Then he was a little curious, "Did you know there is an art exhibition next door?"
In his opinion, ink painting is obviously more in line with the feeling of the scholar's dress.
Moreover, if it is an ink painting, the scholar does not need to worry about the color issue.
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"I know."
The scholar nodded.
"Then..."
Xiao Xiao was a little surprised, "You prefer oil painting, right?"
"I like the colors of oil paintings."
The scholar's eyes reflected the colorful colors of the paintings in front of him.
"Very beautiful."
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"I liked it the first time I saw it."
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first?
Xiao Xiao thought of a possibility, "Is this the first time you have seen an oil painting?"
"Yeah."
The scholar nodded.
"I first went to the art exhibition there."
"But there is a very fierce guy there."
A very fierce guy?
Xiao Xiao was thoughtful.
Does it mean the Black Pipa Ghost?
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"It doesn't like me there."
Thinking of the scholar's soliloquy when they first met, Xiao Xiao suddenly had a guess.
Doesn't the Black Pipa Ghost dislike the scholar's noisiness?
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"It kicked me out."
It was obviously something about losing a demon, but the scholar spoke very calmly.
It's like saying something trivial.
There is no trace of anger or injustice.
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"Aren't you angry?"
Xiao Xiao was a little curious.
"I was angry at first."
The scholar is very honest.
"But after seeing these paintings, I am no longer angry."
"If it hadn't driven me out, I wouldn't have seen these paintings."
Nor will it generate new inspiration.
It has a new goal, it also wants to paint paintings with such passionate colors.
These paintings touched his heart.
ah.
It got excited.
……
Xiao Xiao laughed.
What a frank and somewhat passionate monster.
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"Master Xiao."
Li Yan came over.
"You like this painting too?"
Li Yan looked up at the painting on the wall, "After shopping around, I think this painting is the most beautiful."
"Little Gypsophila will definitely like this painting."
This painting is really good.
Besides, little girls also like flowers the most.
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"I think the lake over there is pretty good too."
"Especially those swans, the little baby's breath must be liked."
Zhuge Yun's words startled Li Yan, "When did you come here?"
"Shhh."
Zhuge Yun rolled his eyes and said, "Keep your voice down."
"When you say, 'I think this painting is the most beautiful.'"
Zhuge Yun learned it vividly.
Li Yan twitched the corner of his mouth.
So why does a normal sentence sound wrong when this kid imitates it?
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"The third child."
Zhang Bo and Zhao Luzheng also came over.
"How was it?"
"It's over?"
Zhang Bo glanced at the surrounding paintings.
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"What about you, kid?"
Zhuge Yun touched Li Yan with his elbow.
Their main role this time is to accompany them.
The real owner is Li Yan.
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"Ah, oh."
Li Yan grinned, "Okay."
"Let's go back."
"This is it."
This is the gift for the little baby’s breath.
Tickets for art exhibitions.
Well, he thought his gift was really good.
Something new.
ps: Thank you Qianqiong Qianjue for the reward~(*︶*)!
(End of chapter)