"Who painted this picture?"
"Hmm? That's even necessary. Of course it's Miss Chu Moyin herself—"
"Sister, can you draw?" Chu Shangli asked.
"Well, regarding this, I basically don't know what Miss Chu Moyin can't do."
Chu Shangli also knew that Chu Moyin was good at painting, but Chu Moyin's specialty shouldn't be this style—
She is better at applying blocks of color——
However, what is presented before my eyes at this moment is a completely realistic style of painting.
"Has your sister always painted like this since you met her?"
"Hmm...about this—I've asked her to paint for me before, but it seems she doesn't care much about anyone else's portrait except yours. They're mostly abstract masterpieces." Ying Meng laughed heartily. "Even if it's to distinguish status, there's no need to be so exaggerated..."
Abstract?
No, the award-winning works I saw later were of a wilder style.
The style is even darker than the painting before my eyes, as if something is always suppressing the soul and unable to be released.
The drawing board itself is a cage—
Afterwards, the judges all said that they could not estimate the value of this painting, and perhaps it would take future generations to give a more fair evaluation.
It's not just scribbling, but it's shocking at first sight——
The shock that completely shakes your color perception...
Even if you don't understand the meaning, you will be moved. It seems that she also used the latest dye developed by her, and wearing glasses can allow you to see richer layers.
Although it is a patchwork of colors, the colors are not mixed together - each layer is retained very clearly.
Deep love——
Beautiful colors——
This was the evaluation given by commentators at the time, although they also left some room for interpretation...
However, I don't know who this love is directed towards.
When Chu Shangli saw the painting for the first time, he naturally thought of Wei Shengfan.
She thought about it. If Chu Moyin hadn't framed her so madly and let her fall into such a miserable state, perhaps the moment she saw that brightly colored painting, she would have made up her mind to give Wei Shengfan to her.
If Brother Fan doesn't accept it, we'll make other plans.
If you think about it carefully, that painting was actually taken quite a long time after Chu Moyin was kicked out of the Chu family - that is, her emotions were not as violent as they were at that moment.
However, he is undoubtedly a genius.
She had already pushed the treadmill to the highest speed without realizing it.
Adjust your breathing and run.
Of course, I wouldn't feel any ups and downs in my heart because of my own portrait...
However, that kind of stirring emotion seemed to be growing out of the heart.
Why, such a genius is my sister.
Why would such a genius be adopted by his own family and grow up under the same roof?
What is her inner world like...
I can see through myself, but I can only see a little bit based on the information from my previous life.
The more I get to know him, the more I can feel Chu Moyin's almost sad loneliness.
Her heart seemed to be constantly being eroded by some invisible force—perhaps that was the world of a hard-working genius that others could never understand.
The talent can overflow and sink through the retina.
"Hey, Miss Chu Shangli, isn't that a little too fast? Are you okay?!" Ying Meng's voice suddenly brought her back to reality...
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