In the dream, after a hundred times of wall-dong school belle, she was teased back by the school bel

The most horrifying thing should be Wang Ya herself. The emotions brought to me by the self in this painting are exactly the same as the emotions in my heart before, there is no half difference.

Incredible.

How did he do that?
"This is definitely a master, no, it is a master-level painting technique."

"That's right, it doesn't matter if the painting looks like a photo, but it still allows us to clearly feel the emotion of this classmate at that time. This is simply too unreal."

"I only know that there is a master Leng in the oil painting world who can paint oil paintings like photos, but it took him several months. The gouache painting used by Mufeng only took half an hour to complete. Logically speaking, the level of realism is not comparable to that of oil paintings, but the level of realism of his paintings is no worse than those of oil painters, and it can arouse the emotions of those who see the paintings, which is simply unbelievable."

The students talked a lot, and it was hard to hide the shock in their hearts.

"Wait, generally speaking, to be able to draw a piece of work so vividly, it must be because you know the subject of the painting like the back of your hand. Could it be that this school belle's boyfriend has been having an affair with her girlfriend for a long time?"

Suddenly a voice sounded, making Mufeng, Wang Ya and Shi Qing's expressions froze.

Looking at her girlfriend's suspicious eyes, Wang Ya quickly explained: "Xiaoqing, I have absolutely nothing to do with him."

Shi Qing shook her head and said: "You don't need to explain, even if you really have nothing to do with him, I will sincerely bless you both."

Although I feel sour in my heart, I and Mufeng are not real lovers, and whoever he is good with has nothing to do with me.

But the more she said this, the more Wang Ya felt that she was angry.

"Really, Xiaoqing, I really have nothing to do with him."

Wang Ya was about to cry, what's the matter, it's completely lying on the gun.

Seeing her like this, Shi Qing smiled and said: "Silly girl, we have been best friends for so many years, do I still not know you? I am naturally relieved of you, but if he secretly falls in love with you, it is also possible."

"He dares!" Wang Ya stared at Mu Feng, "You bastard, why don't you say a word?"

Mu Feng smiled wryly and said, "Everything you say to me, I can't get in the way. As a master of painting, eyesight is the basic skill. If you can't capture the details, how can you draw a realistic work? Anything, as long as I think you can remember it after watching it once.”

"Sounds great."

Wang Ya grunted, looked down at the painting, her eyes showed surprise and joy.

"You really want to give it to me?"

She turned her head to look at Mu Feng again, if such a painting is sold, let alone several million, it should be no problem to sell it for tens of thousands.

Of course, the premise is that she herself agrees.

"Of course, this painting is originally about you, who else would it be if it wasn't for you?" Mu Feng laughed.

"Give it to me, I want it."

"I also want."

A group of male students booed blindly.

"go away."

Wang Yaliu raised her eyebrows, scolded coquettishly, and then looked at Shi Qing again, "Xiaoqing, I really accept it, don't be jealous."

Shi Qing rolled her eyes: "Why am I jealous?"

"That's good."

Wang Ya giggled, carefully took the painting off the easel, took it aside and looked at it carefully.

Watching at close range, the shock in my heart is even worse.

Some details cannot be captured so clearly even with a high-resolution camera.

But in this painting, it is so lifelike that it can be called a miracle.

The most shocking thing is the artistic conception contained in this painting.

As long as you observe carefully, you can clearly feel her complex emotions at that time.

Such a painting has never been heard of throughout the ages.

"Student, whether you want to sell this painting, I am willing to pay 1 yuan to buy it."

A male classmate mustered up the courage to come over and ask.

Just looking at Wang Ya herself, there is no feeling of love at first sight.

But since viewing this painting, he was brought into that complex emotion, and he has an inexplicable liking for the person in this painting.

Seeing his fond eyes, Wang Ya couldn't laugh or cry.

Is this falling in love with the self in the painting?
I was standing in front of him without taking a second look?
I don't know whether I should be happy or sad, and my mood is a bit complicated.

She took a deep breath, shook her head and said, "Student, this painting is not for sale. If you want it, then you can ask Mufeng to paint another one for you."

Just kidding, the person in this painting is herself, how could she sell herself, and she is not her boyfriend.

"sorry for disturbance."

The male classmate turned and left with some disappointment.

Seeing this, Mu Feng smiled slightly, took out another piece of gouache paper and clipped it on the easel, ready to draw the second picture.

"Student Shi,"

He walked up to Shi Qing, "Next, I'm going to draw the painting I gave you. I will do some processing on this painting. I hope you don't mind."

"It's just a painting, you can draw it however you want." Shi Qing said softly, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

I don't know what the painting this guy gave me is like.

If it's not as good as Xiaoya's, hum, I won't bring him breakfast in the future.

No, why should I bring him breakfast in the future?
"That's good."

Mu Feng stretched his head over, observing Shi Qing's hair, face, and neck closely.

Even the tiny hairs on her face and neck were clearly observed.

In the real world, it was the second time that I had such close contact with a man, and besides being shy, I was also nervous.

She wanted to step back and put some distance away, but she was held back by Mu Feng: "Don't move, the clearer I can see, the more perfect the finished work will be."

Shi Qing could only hold back her shyness and stood there motionless.

"Oh! I can't take it anymore. I'm here to see the painting. How could you show me this for a single dog?"

A group of male students covered their heads, looking deeply irritated.

Fortunately, Mufeng observed very quickly, and soon returned to the easel, picked up the brush and prepared to start painting.

Wang Ya had an idea and said, "Student Mu, can I live broadcast your painting process?"

Can't stand it anymore?
Mu Feng smiled slightly, and said: "Of course, they can bid for whatever works they want, and the price depends on the content of the painting. The students at the scene are also welcome, but let me remind you that my paintings are not cheap. .”

"I, I want a dragon."

Soon a classmate started to book.

Mu Feng said with a smile: "Student, creatures like dragons are all based on imagination, and the price is more expensive than some in reality. The minimum price is [-]. The specific price depends on the size of the dragon in the painting. The bigger the more expensive."

"One hundred thousand?"

The classmate shrank his neck and dared not speak.

Although his family has some money, if he wants to spend [-] yuan to buy a painting, his father will definitely beat him to death.

Mu Feng shook his head, picked up the brush and began to outline.

Much slower and more cautious than before.