Chapter 388

After hearing Xiao die's words, Jun Zilin stretched out her index finger and shook, "this matter is full of wind and rain in the city. After a long time, it gradually dissipated.

And now miss actually want to do a, compared to the wind and rain of tea house, it's too terrible!

Jun Zilin said, "die'er, no matter whether there will be a little beggar or an old beggar in the future, do this..."

At the moment, she let the little butterfly bend over her ears, which is a murmur.

Xiao die's eyes widened when she heard this, and her eyes flickered with disbelief.

After that, she asked Xiao die to serve dessert. Jun Zilin took the painting and examined how to restore the sketch.

If according to the original painter's careful composition, a stroke of painting, then the time must be quite huge.

Not to mention the exquisite sketch, Jun Zilin is not a professional, but will lose the charm of the original.

So she thought that she could draw as a sketch.

Fifty one pieces of cardboard sketch, however, are sketches, which will take a while.

Zhou Jin didn't know about it, and Jun Zilin didn't want him to know.

Xiao die goes out and brings dessert. Fu yarou is in the outer room. She sees her cousin is mysterious in the inner room. She doesn't come in to disturb her.

As long as Xiaodie can stay with her cousin, other Fu yarou is not worried.

Painting has a charm of silence.

Jun Zilin felt that the rustle of charcoal in her hand on the board was a very quiet and calm way of thinking.

Xiao die was waiting beside her, watching the young lady holding the black charcoal in her hand. The black charcoal fell on the board, clearly outlining the thick or thin lines. But when these lines were connected, they formed another amazing picture!

I never knew that the young lady had such skills. Xiaodie didn't dare to blink. She just looked at a picture of the bamboo forest, and it was so easy to finish it in the hands of the young lady.

It seems that even Xiao die can draw a picture casually with charcoal, but in fact, when Xiao die tries to do so, what she draws is really a pile of shit.

"Miss, what a beautiful painting you have made

After the failure, Xiaodie sincerely envies the young lady's painting and can't help exclaiming.

"Don't be idle. Prepare more charcoal like this." Jun Zilin doesn't care. Anyway, it's not a big deal to draw a sketch. What's more, she is working for Gao Yun instead of painting by herself. In her heart, she doesn't have the leisure to listen to praise. After all, she draws more than 50 paintings at a time. She is really tired!

"Yes, I'll do it now!"

Butterfly hurried out, Jun Zilin has quickly waved the second painting.

When he was hungry, he took a cake and put it into his mouth. After swallowing it, he found that his hand was full of black charcoal, and the cake he ate must be black charcoal.

With a sigh, she simply did not taboo, directly ate two pieces, and then drew again.

Soon, Xiao die took some charcoal.

Some of these charcoal blocks are available from the kitchen, while others are not yet ripe. After two times of use, the wood in them is exposed, and no black line can be drawn.

As a result, Jun Zilin was forced to stop painting only 20 paintings.

"Dier, I asked you to take a small bag of chicken blood with you. Do you have it?" Jun Zilin put the 20 completed paintings aside and asked people to make 31 pieces of wood and mature charcoal blocks again. Then she took out the space for xiaodiedao.

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