The stream flowed gently and the waterfall flowed violently. The colorful mountain scenery made people feel like they were in a fairyland painting.
In the tenth month of the human world, fiery red maple leaves covered the mountains and plains like sunset. This was the origin of the name Sunset Sacrifice Mountain.
Beside a small stream in the depths of the mountain forest, two young and cute girls were sitting on a small stool, concentrating on drawing on a drawing board.
They had obviously been here for a long time. The meticulous painting on the drawing board had already entered the stage of rendering. The so-called rendering was used to express the brightness and darkness of the painting on the draft. Using two relatively large Big Cloud Brushes, one would be dipped in ink while the other would be dipped in water. Before the ink dried, they would use water to release the ink, creating a natural transition.
Rendering was the foundation of a painting's success. If the ink was too thick, it would be too dark. If the ink was too shallow, it would appear blank. Therefore, the two girls didn't dare to be careless in the slightest.
After finishing the last stroke, Yuan Lin threw the brush in her hand into the toolbox and seriously looked at the work on the drawing board. She said with a smile, "It seems that there's a piece that hasn't been released. It seems that the control of the fire isn't good enough … I can only paint this piece as a stone when I'm dyeing it. However, in this way, my Sunset Sacrifice Autumn Charm can only be called Sunset Sacrifice Scenery. What a failure. "
The girl was wearing white casual pants, red casual shoes, and a white T-shirt with a cartoon pattern printed on it. She had a small cherry mouth and a straight nose. Her skin was delicate and white, and her facial features were so exquisite that there were almost no flaws. Her long black hair fell over her shoulders, making her look obedient and cute.
Not hearing a reply from her companion, Yuan Lin turned to look at Jiang Qin, who was not far behind her, and shouted, "Dear … dear, what are you doing? Can you hear me? "
Jiang Qin raised his head and glanced at Yuan Lin, then quickly shifted his gaze back to the drawing board in front of him. He said, "Wait. I haven't finished rendering yet. "
Her long hair was tied into countless small braids, revealing a clean and cute forehead. Some people said that those who dared to reveal their smooth forehead were either handsome or beautiful. This saying might not be suitable for everyone. After all, Sister Feng also had such a hairstyle. But it was fully fulfilled on this girl.
The sky-blue skinny jeans were stained with a lot of paint, and the colorful canvas shoes looked a little old, but it gave off an artistic feeling. She wore a white singlet, revealing a large portion of her snow-white neck and sexy collarbone. It was covered with a plaid striped shirt. Only the bottom two buttons of the shirt were fastened, making it look casual and fashionable.
She was also a beautiful girl. At first glance, she looked somewhat similar to Yuan Lin.
However, upon closer inspection, one could see that the two of them were clearly different. Yuan Lin looked obedient and docile, but her personality was lively and quick-witted, while Jiang Qin's dressing style was like a ghost horse, but it gave people a lazy and gentle feeling.
Their looks and personalities contradicted each other, yet they were a perfect match.
Perhaps, this is what we often say, when a person lacks something, he will chase after it.
"Your painting skills are better than mine. Teacher also said that you are more talented than me. Usually, you finish painting before me. Why are you slower than me today? " A smile appeared on the corner of Yuan Lin's mouth. She suddenly ran toward Jiang Qin and said, "What are you painting? Let me see."
Clatter …
Jiang Qin immediately put down the brush and quickly took out a piece of white paper from under the drawing board to cover the painting he was just developing.
Yuan Lin could only see a vague shadow, so she couldn't determine what Jiang Qin was painting. She pouted and said, "Jiang Qin, you are not loyal. I have shown you my painting. Why don't you show me yours? Didn't you say you want to paint 'Maple Falling Full Stream'? "
Not far from them, there was a small stream. The water was clear, and there were countless withered maple leaves falling from it. Jiang Qin liked it at first sight, so he wanted to paint this scene. He also gave it a name, 'Maple Falling Full Stream'.
"Yuan Lin, you are so annoying," Jiang Qin said with a red face.
"How am I annoying? I just want to see your painting. If you want to see mine, please feel free. I'm not going to be secretive like some people are. Humph, you have a guilty conscience, "Yuan Lin said with disdain. She suddenly seemed to understand something. She looked at Jiang Qin with a strange look and said, "Jiang Qin, you are not painting … that, are you?"
Jiang Qin's cheeks became redder. He pretended to be righteous and said rudely, "How am I feeling guilty? What do I have to feel guilty about? My 'Maple Falling Full Stream' is not finished yet. Of course, I can't show it to you … I want to show my work in the most perfect way. It is still gray now. Why must I show it to you? "
"No." Yuan Lin stared at Jiang Qin with sparkling eyes and said, "That's not the reason. There must be another reason. "
"No."
"There is."
"If I say there isn't, then there isn't."
"If I say there is, then there is."
"Think what you want."
"If you want to prove yourself, then show me your painting."
"I won't. Why should I prove it to you? "
"You have a guilty conscience. You are a thief. "
"You are a ghost. Annoying ghost. "
…
Amidst the red leaves and green grass, the two girls quarreled with each other. Their coquettish and somewhat embarrassed appearance, and their clear and melodious voice, like the tinkling sound of a clear spring behind them, made people feel relaxed and happy, and made people want to draw them into a painting.
Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin lay side by side on the maple leaves in the grass, looking at the fiery red maple tree above their heads in a daze.
After a long time, Yuan Lin asked, "Are you still thinking about him?"
"Thinking?" Jiang Qin sighed softly. "Rather than thinking, it is better to say that I miss him."
"Then I still miss him." Yuan Lin said. "For women like us, if we sigh for a man, it means that we have him in our hearts. You can't lie to me, because you can't lie to yourself. "
"At our age, saying that love is too extravagant. It is just a beautiful memory in life. In the future, we will experience countless such fragments, and when these pictures are pieced together, it will be our lifetime of love. It is just that my time with him is too short. It is so short that I don't know what to recall even if I try my best. "
"A gentle look, a touching word of love, or even just an ordinary brush of the shoulder … can be the content of memories. Is he really that good? "
"Not good at all."
"Then why can't you forget him? The best way to forget a relationship is to start a new one. You also know that more than half of the guys on the school hunk list like you … Are you really not willing to give them a chance? "
"They are too childish." Jiang Qin said.
"That is true." Yuan Lin nodded. "They only know how to send flowers, snacks, and write love poems. Their thinking is not mature at all. A man should wield his sword and kill in all directions. A concubine plays the zither, drifts with her husband, and laughs with him three thousand times. Why don't they understand? A man must first wield his sword and kill in all directions to win a beauty who is willing to play the zither and laugh with him? "
"In the future, they will understand, right? Without the precipitation of life experience and the struggle in society, how can they have such a deep and painful understanding? "
"Sigh …" Yuan Lin sighed deeply.
"Sigh …" Jiang Qin also sighed deeply.
…
The two women were feeling sentimental about their love that had ended before they even started and their sad and helpless fate when a man's sudden shout woke them up.
"Jaco, here … here … oh, someone is drawing here." The man spoke in English, so he should be a foreign tourist.
Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin hurriedly sat up from the grass and saw a tall man with brown hair and blue eyes preparing to look at their drawing. They hurriedly stopped him, "What do you want to do? Stop. "
Thinking that this American might not understand Hua Xia language, Yuan Lin said it again in English, "Please do not look at other people's things without permission. This is very immoral behavior. "
There were three Americans, two Caucasians, and one black. They all had the typical tall figure of Westerners, and they were also very good-looking. They carried a huge bag on their backs and had professional Hasselblad cameras around their necks.
Seeing two excessively beautiful girls jump out of the grass, like two fairies falling from the sky, the three Americans were pleasantly surprised.
"Oh, sorry." The dark-skinned Jaco took the initiative to apologize to Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin. "It's my friend who is too rude. We should be considered as half of the same profession. When I saw someone drawing, I couldn't help but want to look …"
He turned out to be speaking Hua Xia language. Although he was not very fluent, there was no problem in communicating.
He pointed to the camera hanging around his neck and said, "We are photographers. The photographers of National Geographic magazine … You write the beautiful picture in front of you on paper, and we record the beautiful picture with the camera. We are all artists. Aren't we? "
Hearing that the man claimed to be a photographer of National Geographic magazine, Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin were a little relieved. National Geographic was a very famous travel magazine in the world, and both of them were die-hard fans of National Geographic.
After so many years of reading the magazine, now seeing their staff, they felt a sense of surprise and familiarity.
Seeing the two girls let down their guard, the smile on Jaco's face became more charming. He took the initiative to reach out to Yuan Lin and said, "Hello, I'm Jaco. This is my companion, Mason. Oh, the one who shook hands with your friend is Bolton … "
After the introduction, Jaco looked around professionally and said to Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin, "Two beautiful ladies, I have a very important thing to ask of you … Please promise me."
"What is it?"
"Can you be our models?" Jaco said sincerely.
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