The first lazy concubine in the world: tyrant He Qijia

Chapter 289 Entering the Painting: Ten Realms and Ten Hearts [29]

"I... Did I embarrass you again?"

"Face? What is that? It's edible." Qin Zhuiyi replied, his tone still relaxed and playful.

Di Zhen couldn't relax, and looked up at her aggrieved, "Reminiscence, am I useless?"

"I think you're fine now."

Whether it is useful depends on combat power. Even if the combat power is over the top, if you don't really understand what the other party wants, the final result will still be drifting away.

Qin Zhuiyi was a little distracted.

The memories of the previous life returned to her mind completely, and those young girls' thoughts were the memories she was most familiar with.

In those memories, she was happiest only when she knew nothing.

When she didn't understand anything, she didn't know what it means to be strong, what is weak, what is unworthy, what is big, and there is only one person in her world.

When he smiles, it means that the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming.

He was silent, it was thousands of miles frozen and covered with snow.

For so many years, he was the only one in her world, and he was her whole world.

Those simple days are the happiest.

In the days that followed, she worked hard, and although she was tired physically and mentally, she was satisfied in her heart, but she didn't expect to push him further.

"...Recalling what are you thinking about?"

"Ah!" Qin Zhuiyi was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "I was thinking about what good food I ate just now."

"You." Di Zhen smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to lift him off the desk, and put him on his lap.

This action made her feel very familiar, and she had done it many times before.

But it seems that she crawled on top of her in a shameless manner, and he only did it when he couldn't bear it.

Comparing the past with the present, it is more profitable now.

If he wants to continue pretending, then let him pretend.

After this matter was figured out, Qin Zhuiyi's attention drifted to other places. She saw the stack of rice papers on the desk, the first one had the word 'Chase' written on it, and the words looked vigorous.

Qin Zhuiyi thought in his heart, the demo must have revealed his secrets.

Thinking about it, she picked up the word, and wanted to appreciate it carefully, but found that there were more interesting things underneath.

On the green grass, there was a big dark green worm lying on its stomach, and there was a little yellow chicken beside it.

Could it be that this is the love and hatred between the little yellow chicken and the big bug in the legend?
Well, no need to guess, this is Xiaojizai and Xiaojiu.

"This painting skill is really... tsk tsk tsk..."

"Huh? How is it?"

"It's so lifelike and lifelike!" She exclaimed loudly, "Like, it's so similar!"

"Huh? What does it look like?" Di Zhen asked.

Qin Zhuiyi didn't answer in a hurry, but picked up the brush and fiddled with the drawing paper for a while, and a little yellow chicken and a big fat worm also came out.

In the 20 years of modern times, she had written characters, but she hadn't drawn much, so she didn't know what the things she drew looked like.

This time she made a bold attempt, she simply drew a picture, and then compared it with Di Zhen's painting.

"Spiritual resemblance!"

The two paintings are very similar, both abstract.

Qin Zhuiyi feels that he should not be kicked into the 21st century. If the time is moved forward a little bit, Van Gogh, Monet, and Picasso can all be compared. Their painting skills are enough to brighten the blind Eye.

If it was a competition, the judges' eyes would be blinded, so there would be no chance to judge.

Qin Zhuiyi felt that for the sake of other people's eyes, she should not have the idea of ​​painting in the future.

(End of this chapter)