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Chapter 448 Master Painting Skills (Fifth Change)

How else can I say that Yan Qingyang is pitiful?No one taught her mathematics since she was a child, and she didn't even understand the common sense of scaling. What else could Ma Feifei say?I can only teach her one by one, such as how much the dragon's head should occupy the entire paper, how much the dragon's body should occupy the paper, and how much blank space is needed.

And then... there is no more, Ma Feifei took the paper and looked at the messy scribbled thing on it, and temporarily gave up the idea of ​​letting Qingyang paint the body, and planned to start from the doll and teach her the first painting. Steps, sketch.

Ma Feifei is not good at drawing, but because the system asked him to draw manga by himself when he got the yellow quality book "Pokemon", after he finished drawing, Ma Feifei automatically mastered the master-level drawing skills. Just pick up a pen, such as drawing a monkey...

Therefore, I am very confident in teaching Concubine Qingyang to draw a dragon and Ma Feifei. Of course, besides Concubine Qingyang, Luanfeng and Qujiu Ma Feifei also have to test their painting skills.

In the backyard of the Miracle Bookstore, Changkong and the others had already cleaned up the leftover Lingzhu pigs, while Liuying took a broom to clean up the garbage in the yard.

Ma Feifei took his concubine Qingyang back to the backyard, clapped his hands, and said loudly: "Luanfeng, you two come over here."

Ji Jiuzheng and Tongtian Yuanhou were hiding in a corner watching "Journey to the West". Hearing Ma Feifei calling him, he subconsciously got up and came to Ma Feifei's side. Luanfeng was cleaning up the dishes in the kitchen, wrapped in an apron, and wiped his hands after hearing Ma Feifei's words. With water stains on his hands, he untied his apron and came out of the kitchen, looking at Ma Feifei suspiciously.

Seeing this, Zhang Yunji in the kitchen thought it was an internal staff meeting, dropped the rag and ran out.

"Go, go, go... What's the matter with you, wipe your stove." Ma Feifei waved Zhang Yunji away with a look of disgust.

"Woooooo..." Zhang Yunji hid his face and walked away.

After driving away Zhang Yunji, Ma Feifei took out a piece of paper and a brush, sketched a bird on it, and then handed it to the three of them to watch, and said, "Do you have any research on painting?"

Bianjiu and Yu Qingyang naturally shook their heads, but Luanfeng nodded slightly and said, "Luanfeng has studied Danqing for several years."

After hearing this, Ma Feifei was overjoyed. In fact, he did not expect that the only three-month-old Ba Jiuneng could draw. Asked further: "The phoenix, can you draw the appearance of your red phoenix that has advanced into a phoenix?"

"Painting Hongluan?" Luanfeng frowned slightly: "You can try."

"Pa~" Ma Feifei took out a few pieces of paper and handed them to Luanfeng, and said, "Okay, then you can draw the appearance of your phoenix first and let me see."

Luanfeng looked at the paper in Ma Feifei's hand, shook his head and said, "Luanfeng has a set of painting tools at home, the owner will wait a moment, Luanfeng will go back and get them first."

After Luanfeng finished speaking, she walked out the back door and went home to get the tools.

"Uh..." Ma Feifei was speechless. Is Huahua so particular these days?Can't a piece of paper and a brush work?There is also a need for special tools for depicting Danqing, which is not sour.

However, the more Luanfeng is like this, the more confident Ma Feifei is in Luanfeng. At least according to this, there should be no problem with Luanfeng's painter. Just wait for her to draw the appearance of a phoenix on paper, and Ma Feifei can let her go to Siling after passing the verification. The phoenix was painted on the pillar with the power of the source.

At present, there are only two dolls, Yan Qingyang and Qijiu, who have no foundation in painting, so Ma Feifei has to teach from scratch.

"Come on, you two find two tables and stools and sit down. From today onwards, you two need to learn how to draw with me until you draw something that satisfies me. Do you understand?" Ma Feifei rolled up the paper in his hands, looking old-fashioned patted on the palm of the other hand, and said seriously.

Although Yan Qingyang and Qi Jiu couldn't understand, they nodded obediently and did not argue with Ma Feifei.

Ma Feifei was very satisfied with this, and ordered the two to get the tables, chairs and benches, and then put them in the yard. The Qingyang table was placed under the plum tree, so that she could pick plum flowers to eat at any time, and the Jijiu table was placed under the maple tree, where there was a sky The ape was reading "Journey to the West" at the side, and the relationship between the two of them was relatively good.

At this time, Luanfeng also came back, without anything in his hand, but Ma Feifei knew that the pair of tools must be hidden in the space ring on Luanfeng's hand.

The next scene was exactly as Ma Feifei expected. Luanfeng brought not only tools, but also a long table for painting. There was also a scroll on the long table. There are different styles of brushes, thick ones, thin ones, long-haired ones, and short-haired ones. There are more than a dozen brushes specially used for painting.

"Oh my god, I met the master." Ma Feifei looked at the tools Luanfeng put out, and was instantly confused.

The most exaggerated thing is that Luanfeng also made a small incense burner and put it on the top of the long table. There was sandalwood in it, which filled the air in the backyard, and the smell was shocking.

Before it was over, Luanfeng went to the kitchen to fetch a basin of water, began to wash her hands and clothes, and finally returned to the painting table, quietly waiting for Ma Feifei's orders.

Ma Feifei could only quietly watch Luanfeng pretending to be aggressive, and an unknown feeling of seriousness surged from Ma Feifei's heart, and instantly felt that Luanfeng's aggressiveness had risen several levels in his heart.

'Look, this is the style of a talented woman. Ma Feifei praised Luanfeng in his heart, then subconsciously turned to look at Yan Qingyang.

Well, her table is in a mess, and what she holds in her hand is not a brush, but Li Hua, which is delicious...

"This may be the gap." Ma Feifei couldn't help but shook his head, ready to teach the three of them how to draw.

"Shopkeeper, can we also join?" Liuying who had been standing by the side asked with some expectation, and Changkong and Zhang Yunji also nodded at the same time, wanting to join this painting activity.

Hearing this, Ma Feifei nodded and said, "Of course."

This matter has nothing to do with Changkong and the others, but since they want to participate together, it's okay, so it's to increase the interaction between the bookstore employees and enhance their friendship.

"Thank you, the owner (teacher)." The three of Liuying thanked very happily, ran into the bookstore and took out the tables and chairs, and put them in the yard. They took out paper and pens from the space bag and the ring, although they were relatively simple. , but neither need Ma Feifei to provide.

"Well, well, today I will teach you how to learn to draw. If you have drawing skills, you can listen to it, because the drawing technique I teach is called sketching, which is different from the drawing skills you usually learn. Painting skills, but you don’t need to listen to the phoenix, just start drawing the phoenix.” Ma Feifei believes that the purpose of painting itself is to teach them how to draw dragons, phoenixes, and turtles. What new painting skills does Luanfeng have? After all, painting is useless in the fantasy world, and no matter how much you learn, it will be useless.

Luanfeng nodded when she heard the words, and began to play with the picture scroll. After thinking for a while, she picked up a brush and dipped it in paint and started to draw.

Fortunately, the higher the level of cultivation, the stronger the mental development of practitioners in this world. Although everyone can't draw, they can learn it quickly under Ma Feifei's careful teaching. Even Qingyang, who Ma Feifei always thinks is not online, learned They are all in good shape, and she successfully sketched a bird that looks like a god on the paper.

"Very good, keep working hard." Ma Feifei gave Yan Qingyang a rare heartfelt encouragement, which made Yan Qingyang raise her proud little neck and let out a proud 'hum'.

"Keep going, let's draw a little turtle." Ma Feifei asked Yan Qingyang and the others to draw another animal, from simple to easy, and draw it again in the way of sketching.

Everyone studied very seriously, no one was lazy, Ma Feifei was also very attentive in teaching, wandering back and forth on their painting tables, sometimes pointing out the shortcomings of several people's paintings, and then others suddenly realized, and then gave Ma Feifei a gift. The adoring eyes made Ma Feifei a little flattered.

However, when Ma Feifei came to Luanfeng, he couldn't be more pleased, because it took Luanfeng a long time to draw a paw, and the paw was pretty, it looked all red, but in fact there are many kinds of red, For example, there are many shades of red lipstick. Men all look the same color, but women can distinguish many kinds.

Ma Feifei has received master-level painting skills inheritance, so he can naturally see how many colors are filled in this claw. It looks good, but the question is?It's not that the painting is put up for auction, but Ma Feifei just wants to see if Luanfeng's painting skills can draw that phoenix.

And according to the painting method of Luanfeng, it is estimated that the painting of this phoenix will not be finished by tomorrow morning, so Ma Feifei reminded in a low voice: "Luanfeng, just give it a little thought, you don't need to draw it too perfect."

Unexpectedly, Luanfeng shook his head, looked seriously and said: "Red Luan is Luanfeng's best partner, Luanfeng must respect it."

"Best partner..." Ma Feifei chewed these two words silently, inexplicably, Ma Feifei turned his head and glanced at Yan Qingyang.

(End of this chapter)