Chapter 227

After ten minutes, another beautiful and moving painting was born under the hand of Ye Huang. There was a kitten standing on the shoulder of lanmuxi.

The background of this painting is the school's teaching building. On the left side of the teaching building, the open sky above the ground, and the light white clouds floating in the sky.

The same cat, different people, different background, produced a completely different artistic conception.

The painting for shahona has a clear sunshine and bright meaning, and this painting is a complete flavor of cloud and light flavor of mint floating in it.

"Is it over?" This painting is very good, but there seems to be a lack of flavor in any way. It is a little different from the painting in shahena's hand.

It's time to implement the last step. Ye Huang said to LAN Muxi: "sit at the same table, close your eyes gently, and then turn around. I'll make the final revision to this painting."

Blue Muxi opened his bright eyes and said, "if I don't."

Ye Huang smiles and says: "then I won't modify it, so I'll give it to you."

Blue Muxi pursed his small mouth, closed the book on the table top, twisted his body, slightly closed his eyes, and said, "well, I can't see this time."

"Well, that's good."

Ye Huang holds a pencil in his hand, pretends to brush it lightly on the top of the painting. In this instant, the whole painting is optimized.

Another ten seconds later, ye Huangcai said: "deskmate, OK, you can turn your head."

LAN Muxi gently turned around and looked at the painting in Ye Huang's hand. When he saw it clearly, his mouth opened slightly, and his eyes showed a look of surprise, because in this ten seconds, the painting had undergone earth shaking changes.

The clouds in the sky seem to move, and the wind in the whole painting seems to be moving. However, if you wipe your eyes and look again, it is still the original painting, and the scenery on it has not moved.

"Great." LAN Muxi clapped his hands and then took over the painting.

At the same time, there is a warm flow in my heart. In a sense, I am the same as shahena. She has paintings from the same table, and I have them in my hands.

The students in the class entered the class one after another. LAN Muxi also collected the paintings. The paper that ye Huang tore was relatively small, so it could be completely preserved in his larger textbook.

This is how shahena keeps it, so does lanmuxi.

Time is always in a hurry. In the second class in the afternoon, Mr. Jiang Yachun's math class will be given, followed by political class and English class.

In general, ye Huang didn't listen to these liberal arts courses. Instead, he read a book or read a dictionary.

With the growth of his rebirth days, ye Huang found that his memory grew more and more. In addition, he remembered that there were pills to increase his intelligence in the "ex flying car" mall. Later, he had to exchange some pills to eat. After all, people who are smart and easy to do things are not.