I Just Want to be a Shenhao Quietly

"Wait a minute, I'll sign."

As Lin Xian spoke, he picked up a pencil and wrote a line in the blank space in the lower left corner of the drawing paper.

"Written in Zijin Xinting, gifted to girlfriend Zhang Mengyao, happy birthday. October 18, 2015, Lin Xian"

Expert-level hard pen calligraphy, his handwriting is elegant and free.

When she saw the words 'Gift to girlfriend Zhang Mengyao', Zhang Mengyao blushed slightly, and there was a hint of mischief in her eyes.

After taking a look at the painting again, she suddenly said, "Lin Xian, let's go back!"

"Now?"

Lin Xian raised his eyebrows and asked doubtfully, "Aren't you going to climb the mountain?"

"I don't want to climb anymore, I have to go back and frame this painting." Zhang Mengyao said sternly.

This painting is a birthday present that Lin Xian personally painted for her, and it is so well-painted that it is necessary to frame it whether it is of actual value or commemorative significance.

Zhang Mengyao even felt that this painting could be left to his next generation as a family heirloom.

Lin Xian reminded: "Then you have to wait a while. I just finished painting, and the paint on the painting hasn't dried yet."

"All right!"

Zhang Mengyao nodded, sat down beside him, and said curiously, "Lin Xian, I didn't expect you to be so good at painting, why haven't you heard of it before?"

"Maybe I'm more low-key, just like you didn't know I could play the guitar before." Lin Xian chuckled lightly.

Zhang Mengyao thought about it and felt that it was very reasonable.

In her impression, Lin Xian is indeed very low-key. He used to be quiet and quiet in high school.

If I hadn't contacted him through Yan Xiaoman, I would never have realized that he was so interesting and talented.

Thinking of Yan Xiaoman, Zhang Mengyao suddenly said coquettishly, "Lin Xian, can you stop painting for other girls in the future...you can paint, but you can't paint so well."

After speaking, Zhang Mengyao felt a little guilty.

She felt that her request was a little vexatious, after all, Yan Xiaoman was Lin Xian's real girlfriend.

But when I thought of Lin Xian helping other girls draw such a good painting, I couldn't help feeling sad.

Lin Xian scratched her cute and straight little nose, shook his head and laughed, "What are you thinking? Do you think such a painting can be drawn casually?"

"To be honest, this painting is likely to be the pinnacle of my life. Let alone surpassing this painting in the future, it will be very difficult to create works of the same level."

This is true.

Anyone in any field has their own peak.

For example, Leonardo da Vinci has many excellent paintings in his life, such as The Last Supper of Man, Madonna of the Rocks and so on.

But the real pinnacle is "Mona Lisa's Smile".

Da Vinci himself once said that after creating "Mona Lisa's Smile", he knew that he would never be able to paint works beyond this painting in the future.

Another example is Van Gogh. There are countless excellent works, but the most satisfying one is "Sunflower".

Now, Lin Xian also felt this way.

Why do you feel this way?

Sorry, this is the intuition of the master.

If you can't understand it, it just means you haven't reached that level yet.

Hearing him say this, Zhang Mengyao suddenly showed a smug smile, and she couldn't be more happy.

Hehe, Princess Yan, this time I won!

This painting not only has the standard of world famous painting, but most importantly, the person in this painting is herself. And, it was painted by someone you love.

This is her own painting, unique.

Thinking of this, the happiness in Zhang Mengyao's heart was almost overflowing.

"Lin Xian, you are so kind!"

Zhang Mengyao leaned her head on his shoulder, her voice was like a coquettish cat.

Seeing this, Lin Xian wrapped her arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "I'm so kind to you, is there any reward?"

Zhang Mengyao bit her lip, and rarely did not slap him, but pecked him on the face, and then said in a weak mosquito voice: "It's a big night..."

shit!

Lin Xian raised his brows, surprise in his eyes.

It's rare for Zhang Mengyao to take the initiative to give benefits to herself, it's not easy!

It seemed that she was extremely satisfied with this painting.

Chapter 3 The Study Room!

The two of them crooked for a while in the small pavilion. After all the paint on the painting paper had been air-dried, Lin Xian reached out and took off the painting paper and rolled it into a scroll.

Seeing this, Zhang Mengyao scolded: "Lin Xian, do you move lightly!"

Lin Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "This paper is of good quality, and it's not that easy to break."

"Forget it, let me get it!"

Zhang Mengyao was not at ease, and took the picture scroll gently, as if she was holding a peerless treasure.

But think about it, for Zhang Mengyao, this painting is her unique treasure.

If damaged, if this girl will be sad for a long time.

Holding the picture scroll in her arms, Zhang Mengyao said eagerly, "Lin Xian, let's go and frame it!"

"Fine!

Seeing her high interest, Lin Xian put away the painting tools and drawing board.

With their painting bags on their backs, the two left the small pavilion and walked towards the foot of the mountain.

Going down is always faster and easier than going up.