Yan Qingchi looked at the drawing on the table for a while. After thinking for a while, he started to draw. He was very fast when he drew. Firstly, he often drew and was already familiar with it. Secondly, he had already thought of the whole picture before he started drawing. Not long after, Jiang Mochen saw a girl appear on the drawing paper. Her head was slightly lowered, but her eyes were looking up, and she looked a little shy.
Yan Qingchi drew the girl's clothes and accessories according to the boss's drawing. Then, he started to draw the boy. The boy was obviously the one who had confessed. He looked at the girl in front of him nervously and expectantly. He clenched his fists and waited for her answer.
After Yan Qingchi finished drawing the main characters, he added street lights to Jiang Mochen's vertical lines. Then, he connected the horizontal lines together and made some adjustments. He drew a bench.
He leaned closer to Jiang Mochen and whispered, "Draw something on this piece of paper. Choose something you're good at."
Jiang Mochen was a little worried. After thinking for a while, he drew a swallow looking up at them on the ground where the boy and girl were standing.
Yan Qingchi almost laughed out loud. However, as he looked at it, he found it familiar. Yan Qingchi recalled that the swallow that Jiang Mochen drew was the swallow that he had asked him to draw for him when he came to visit. He said that he wanted to show it to Qi Qi.
Yan Qingchi looked at him. He didn't expect him to go back and practice it. He even drew it quite well.
After Jiang Mochen finished drawing the swallow, he felt that this was what he was best at. After all, in order to design the shape of the wedding ring, he had taken all the swallows that Yan Qingchi had drawn and made a copy on paper. It turned out that although this method was stupid, it was indeed effective. At least, he was now very good at drawing swallows.
Therefore, Jiang Mochen drew a standing swallow on the bench.
He looked at Yan Qingchi and told him that he had tried his best. Yan Qingchi also knew that Jiang Mochen was in the same situation as her singing. Basically, there was no way to save him. Therefore, she took the paintbrush and added some details. Just like that, the painting was finished.
He looked at Fei Jingyu beside him. Seeing that he was still drawing, he took out another piece of paper and redrew a picture of a girl confessing to a boy. The girl pursed her lips and her eyes were wide open. The boy was a little surprised, but he couldn't help smiling.
Jiang Mochen didn't quite understand why he had drawn another one, and the boys and girls in this one looked different from the ones the shop owner had drawn. He asked Yan Qingchi, "What's this?"
"Take precautions, just in case."
"Speak human language."
Yan Qingchi looked at him helplessly. "It's better to be prepared. It's for face-slapping."
Jiang Mochen still didn't understand. Didn't the shop owner already say the rules of the competition? Why did he draw another one? Moreover, he didn't follow the rules at all.
However, Yan Qingchi didn't give him a chance to ask again. He raised his hand and said, "We're done."
Fei Jingyu was stunned and looked at him in disbelief. He quickly lowered his head and drew the last two strokes. Not to be outdone, he said, "We're done too."
The shop owner looked at the time and said in surprise, "Did you learn to draw before? You're so fast, aren't you?"
"Yes." Fei Jingyu vaguely understood this sentence in English. He couldn't help but show off. "I've been learning to draw since I was in the fourth grade of primary school. I've also participated in some competitions and won some awards."
"Oh." The shop owner exclaimed, "Then you must have drawn very well. Let me see yours first."
The shop owner walked over and looked at the drawing paper on the table that he and Yue Ziming were sitting on. He picked it up. Fei Jingyu felt that his drawing was not bad. Although it was a little rushed in the end and he didn't have time to fill in some details, the overall quality was still very good.
After the shop owner finished looking at his drawing, he put it down. "Not bad," he said.
Fei Jingyu looked at Yan Qingchi proudly and replied, "Thank you."
The shop owner didn't say anything. He turned around and walked over to Yan Qingchi. Yan Qingchi pushed the drawing he had drawn according to the request to the shop owner. The shop owner picked it up and looked at it carefully.
Yan Qingchi waited for the shop owner's comment, but the shop owner didn't say anything. He looked up at the shop owner strangely.
Fei Jingyu saw that the shop owner didn't say anything for a long time and felt that the shop owner was probably dissatisfied. Instantly, he felt that victory was in his hands.
He looked at Yan Qingchi and deliberately said, "Why hasn't the shop owner said anything for so long? Is there a problem with your drawing? Brother Yan, if we evaluate it later and you don't pass, then we'll take our leave first. But didn't you just win the street painting competition two days ago? There shouldn't be a problem, right? "
The last sentence was obviously sarcastic.
Jiang Mochen looked at him calmly. "The shop owner hasn't said anything yet. It's not your turn to talk."
Fei Jingyu hurriedly put on an act and said, "Aren't I worried about you?"
Yan Qingchi was about to tell him to save it when he heard the shop owner finally speak. The shop owner sighed and asked him, "How many years have you been learning to draw?"
"I forgot," Yan Qingchi said. "I started drawing when I was young. I can't remember the specific age, but I didn't learn professionally."
He actually remembered that it was when he was nine years old, one year after he was adopted. However, Jiang Mochen was here. Yan Qingchi didn't know if the original owner of this body knew how to draw when he was nine years old, so he could only lie and say that he had forgotten.
The shop owner nodded. "You can draw like this without any professional training. You're very talented." He said, "You draw very well. If I could draw like you back then, then I wouldn't have missed out on my girlfriend for three years."
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