After helping Yun Jing lie down on the bed, Bai Zhi naturally took off his shoes and socks, and then covered him with a quilt.
It wasn¡¯t until this moment that she realized what she had done, and her face suddenly turned red with embarrassment.
"What have you done? Take off his shoes and cover him with a quilt, just wash his face and feet. Although we can be considered friends, our relationship is not that high, right?"
Her heart was pounding and her face was on fire. Bai Zhi was shocked when she reacted, but it was so natural before. She even vaguely felt happy to do more for Yun Jing
Looking back at the others, Bai Zhi found that the others' attention was focused on the painting of Yunjing and did not notice her own actions, so she relaxed a little.
Then she looked at Yun Jing's sleeping face, and as she looked at it, she reached out to touch it, and even had the urge to kiss her. If there was no one else in the room, she might really do that. .
When her fingertips were about to touch Yunjing's skin, she retracted her hand as if she was electrocuted, resisting the inexplicable impulse in her heart and turned around to go to the table.
This Mr. Yun is too dangerous, simply poisonous
At this time, Xing Guangning, Luo Zheng, and the others were all gathered around the table to look at the painting of Yun Jing. They were all silent, their faces full of shock.
In a realistic style painting, everything on it seems to be imprinted on the real thing. Unless you look closely, you can't tell that it is a painting. Especially, there are three to four thousand different people depicted on it. Everyone is vivid and lifelike. It is simply condensed. The real-life picture is simply incredible.
"This painting is sososo good!"
After observing carefully for a moment, Xing Guangning's nephew opened his mouth and said, unable to use suitable words to describe his mood.
He is also a poor guy. He hasn¡¯t read many books and can¡¯t even say shit
After all, the woman who was fooling around with Xing Guangning is a person who loves painting, and she also likes painting. After watching it for a while, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "I am no longer qualified to judge the quality of this painting. I can only express my own feelings. The above The people, things and scenery are real. If it weren't for the frozen pictures, they would be almost the same as reality. When I calm down and watch them, I even have an immersive feeling, as if I feel the river breeze blowing on my face, as if I hear the painting. The dialogue between the characters on it seems to smell the fragrance of flowers, and seems to hear the uniform chants of the trackers I just want to say that being able to see this painting, especially witnessing the birth of this painting with my own eyes, makes me happy in my life. Worth it¡±
Luo Zheng scratched his head and glanced at her, thinking to himself, is it that good? It¡¯s just that the painting is more realistic, there are more villains on it, and it¡¯s a million times more awesome
Muttering in his heart, his eyes suddenly lit up, he pointed at a certain place in the painting and grinned: "Hahaha, look, is that me? Yes, it's me, swimming in the river, exactly like me, no I was surprised when I thought that Brother Yun also drew me in the painting. Hey, half of my butt was exposed and he drew it on it. Well, he just painted me a little smaller, only about the size of a soybean. How did he draw such a small villain with all the details? Especially when people can recognize it is me at a glance."
"This is Mr. Yun's greatness. If you want to understand, you can also draw." Xiaofei joked to Luo Zheng, and then he said with admiration: "Tsk, tsk, he painted with a brush, so detailed. If I were to draw, let alone draw such realistic details, I would just get a big mess of ink when I poke it with the brush."
"Go, go, go, if you have Mr. Yun's ability, how about joining my ship and becoming a sailor? I blush for you, a bastard," Xing Guangning said with disgust.
Xiao Fei rolled his eyes and said, "You can do it, old uncle, you're not as big and rough as me, you just have better martial arts."
Too lazy to pay attention to him, Xing Guangning looked at the painting in front of him. He was about to cry without tears, and murmured: "What should I do? I really want to buy this painting, but at the moment, it seems that in good conscience, I can't sell it." I probably can¡¯t even afford it, but the meticulous and exquisite painting skills alone are worth a lot of money. It¡¯s an honor to take a look at it, let alone buy it, or even mention spending money to buy it. I feel a sense of insult to this painting. Feel"
"As you said, Lao Xing, it is an honor to take a look at this painting. Why should you be dissatisfied and keep it in your pocket? If you ask me, it would be an insult to this painting if it falls into anyone's hands and is shelved. It should be placed in the most conspicuous place for the world to observe and appreciate, that is the best place for it," Xing Guangning and his wife said, never taking their eyes away from the painting.
At this moment, Bai Zhi, who came to the table, also calmed down. Looking at the painting in front of her, her eyes became moist for no reason. Her voice was choked and she said: "Look at this painting, you think it is good, but I Looking down, the whole article is filled with four words, lifeHe opened his eyes wide and looked at the text on the book. He was stunned to see the text clearly. It was actually a description of a martial arts secret book. Although there were only a few dozen words, based on his experience, after thinking for a moment, he found that The description of martial arts in dozens of words is actually true!
This is too scary. The book on the painting is only the size of a needle's nose, but there is a real description of martial arts secrets in the book. How many other similar "Easter eggs" are there in this painting?
When they marveled at the details of the book, Bai Zhi discovered another shocking detail that made the hair stand on end.
That is, there are two people looking at each other in the painting. Their eyes are only half the size of a sesame seed in the painting, but in the eyes of the two people looking at each other, if you look carefully, you can actually see the reflection of each other in each other's eyes!
What are details?
This is the detail that calls her mother!
The question is, how does Yunjing achieve such fine details?
They were looking for "Easter eggs" in the painting. Every time they found one, they couldn't help but look back at the sleeping cloudscape. Every time they found a detail, they were shocked by the "horror" of the cloudscape.
Could this painting be painted by a human being?
However, Yunjing did it!
Going to the back, they had a vague feeling that the content in Yunjing's painting was by no means as simple as what they saw.
The details they found were just what they saw, but what about the ¡®invisible¡¯ content?
I¡¯m afraid only the cloud scene can know how much content this painting really contains.
No, maybe Yun Jing himself doesn¡¯t know how much content there is. After all, he is just a painter and knows how to paint this painting with a hammer (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com