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Chapter 93 093: Painting for Mother
Mo Nanbei didn't plan to paint here, the small room in the store couldn't be used, he wanted to paint an oil painting for his parents.

Of course, it was Yu Lan who first became the character in Mo Nanbei's paintings.

Mo Nanbei went to the building to tidy up first, and Han Yitong followed.The wood was also placed in the storage room of the building, and there was a lot of space inside.

Support the easel, and at the same time, the paints, turpentine, brushes, painting knives, canvases, varnishes, frames, etc. used for oil painting are all ready.

Seeing that Mo Nanbei bought so many things, Han Yitong asked with a smile: "It seems that you really want to learn painting, do you want to be self-taught? This is a very profound art. If you think about it alone, you may not be able to learn it." Time to lose patience."

Mo Nanbei chuckled and said, "I just paint for fun. I don't rely on this to survive, nor do I want to become an artist. I just want to paint a picture for my family."

"Come on, with your level of painting the Monkey King as a wild monkey, you can survive without starving to death! I really don't understand why you, a martial arts practitioner, are suddenly interested in this. Maybe it's just because you want to Draw a picture for uncles and aunts, I have to say, you are really filial!" Han Yitong's last words were earnest, even a little sentimental.

"That's artistic processing!" Mo Nanbei defended his once proud work.

Han Yitong didn't refute anymore and seemed to be thinking about something.

Mo Nanbei remembered that during so many days together, he never heard her contact her parents, and even Ye Xiaoxi never said anything about her grandma or grandma.

However, Mo Nanbei didn't want to ask. After all, it was still his privacy.

At this time, Yu Lan walked in from outside the door.

Mo Nanbei turned his head to look and found that Yu Lan had changed into a new set of clothes, which were not new clothes. Mo Nanbei remembered that the clothes were given to Yu Lan by his sixth aunt last year, and they were worn by her.

Like Mo Nanbei, Yu Lan didn't like to spend money recklessly, and usually picked up the clothes of his brothers and sisters to wear.

This is a purple autumn coat with some patterns. Yu Lan has washed the clothes so cleanly that some parts have faded.

Her lower body was wearing a pair of blue tight jeans, probably to make her legs look thinner, they were tightened so tightly that the flesh on her thighs bulged.

Yu Lan's height is only 1.6 meters [-], but her weight is more than [-]. The flesh on her waist has caught up with the width of her shoulders, and she is also wrapped in clothes.

Her back is a bit bent, her complexion is yellowish, and there were many dark spots in the past, but now they are much less after the medicinal diet.

However, the wrinkles on her face could not disappear in a short while, and because she was still worrying about Mo Nanbei, her hair was even a little silvery.

This is a weather-beaten mother, an ordinary rural mother.

"Mom, you can just sit here, and come however you feel comfortable!" Mo Nanbei said.

"Good! Good! I want to see what I look like in my son's eyes!" Yu Lan was very happy, and sat down in a comfortable position.

She was leaning on the chair, the sun was shining on a third of her face, she was smiling like a flower, her hands were crossed and placed on her lap.

Mo Nanbei had seen only one photo of Yu Lan wearing a red wedding dress, which was about the size of two palms. She was also a beauty at that time. At least in Mo Nanbei's opinion, with his father's appearance, he could marry her. A woman with Yu Lan's appearance is definitely in luck.

Of course, Mo Jianzhi's ability to attract Yu Lan naturally has his advantages.

It takes a long time to paint an oil painting. Mo Nanbei didn't want his mother to sit for too long, it would be too tiring, so he upgraded his technique again.

This time it is dedicated to improving the level of sketching and oil painting.

"Set Task, Sketch Skill Mastery" (Advanced)

"Set tasks, master oil painting skills" (Advanced)

"Complete the task, consume advanced task completion card x 2"

Naturally, the level of a single advanced skill far exceeds the level of the overall advanced skill. After the experience of skill proficiency was instilled, Mo Nanbei suddenly picked up the charcoal and began to paint on this canvas that was 1.5 meters high and [-] meters wide. painting.

He paints very fast, and the technique in Han Yitong's eyes is just like when Mo Nanbei was practicing martial arts in the martial arts hall, even left afterimages!
In less than 2 minutes, a sketch appeared on the canvas.

Han Yitong doesn't know how to draw, but looking at the sketches, the characters' features are vivid and lifelike, she knows that Mo Nanbei must have a good painter, otherwise, in such a short time, such a vivid sketch, even if it is A student majoring in fine arts who is so boastful on the Internet will definitely not be able to do it.

This has already shocked her. She never expected that Mo Nanbei, who is only 22 years old, is already proficient in calligraphy and painting while being proficient in martial arts. You must know that a person's energy is limited, even those great scientists. They are also committed to one thing so they will have such success.

Martial arts, painting and calligraphy, which have no connection at all, were forcibly connected together because of this young man with a special temperament.

After Mo Nanbei finished the sketch, he began to mix the paint immediately, and then the tools in his hands were constantly changing, including various brushes, painting knives and so on.

Layers of colors were spread by him, the sketches on the canvas were gradually covered by oil, and the image of a weather-beaten rural woman with a bright smile appeared on the canvas.

This painting was created in a very short time, so short that Han Yitong was overwhelmed. Her mind's response to elements such as lines, light and darkness could not keep up with Mo Nanbei's hands, so she could not tell what he was doing.

It took only four to 10 minutes until the painting was completely completed, and the fine hair in every wrinkle could be seen clearly.

Han Yitong was completely shocked when he looked at the canvas in front of Mo Nanbei.

For her, a painting novice, the criterion for judging a painting is whether it is real and whether it can touch people's hearts.

The painting in front of her completely matched her feelings about masterpieces by famous artists. She could feel the unyielding hope bursting out from a body oppressed by life and her persistence for the future from this painting.

Not to mention the authenticity, it's almost like a photo printed with a camera, that kind of one-to-one copy, down to the level of a hair.

She really couldn't believe how a person could make a painting so fine in such a short period of time!
"Okay, it's finished, Mom, you can stand up now!" Mo Nanbei glanced at his painting with satisfaction and said to Lan.

"Are you ready? Let me take a look!" Yu Lan walked over with a smile, ignoring her numb legs.

　Happy May Day
　　
　
(End of this chapter)