Host: "Handsome guy, whose family and friends are you from?"
Lin Can: "Just like that handsome guy just now, they are also Zhu Yanxi's relatives and friends."
Host: "Oh, the champion's family and friends are lucky today. The one who just performed a show, do you want to perform?"
Zhu Yanxi didn't speak. She didn't know whether Lin Can had any talent.
"It depends."
The audience in the audience started to make noises, including Zhou Xiaoxiao: "Wu Luo, what talent does Lin Can have?"
"I don't know. He never even participated in the school art festival."
"Ah? You don't know anything, do you?"
“…”
Yang Wuluo only knew that Lin Can was good at photography, and she didn't know anything else. He couldn't possibly perform fancy photography, right?
Zhou Hao: "It won't be normal. It's not like me who can do everything."
Yang Wuluo: ...
…
Host: "Everyone wants to see your performance~"
"I'm just an average singer, so I won't sing. Hmm... Since everyone's looking forward to it, I won't spoil the fun. How about this, I can draw, so I'll just paint a picture, okay?"
"Drawing?" The host thought this wasn't much of a performance, but since he'd already invited someone to perform, it was hard to take it back. "Okay, let's have this handsome guy draw a picture for everyone. Who has a paintbrush?"
"No, no, I don't need a brush to paint."
“How can you paint without a paintbrush?”
“You don’t need a paintbrush to draw, you can use other things.”
“???”
Everyone was confused. It was the first time they heard that there was no need to paint or use a paintbrush.
Lin Can didn't explain much. He walked to the green plants beside the stage and broke off a leaf from the Weeping Goddess of Mercy. "Use this?"
this?
Everyone was even more confused.
Zhou Xiaoxiao: "Wu Luo, what is Lin Can doing?"
Yang Wuluo: "I don't know."
Zhou Hao said, "Why are you pretending? Who uses leaves to draw? You're wasting everyone's time."
Yang Wuluo really didn't understand, but Lin Can had said at noon that he could paint, so maybe the form of expression would be different?
Everyone at the scene was confused and expectant.
Lin Can walked up to Zhu Yanxi and asked, "Can I borrow the hairpin on your head?"
"Sure." Although Zhu Yanxi didn't understand, she still took it off and handed it to him, "What exactly do you want to do?"
Zhu Yanxi and Lin Can met for the first time and knew very little about each other.
"Look." Lin Can took the hairpin, walked to the front of the podium, put the leaf on the table, and poked it with his hand speed that had lasted for 18 years as a single man.
"Everyone must be looking forward to this handsome man's performance. I am also looking forward to it. Let us wait and see what kind of artistic expression he will show."
The host cannot let the atmosphere become dull and must keep finding topics to liven up the atmosphere.
Everyone in the audience was whispering, and the leaders in the front row were also talking to each other.
After all, the gimmick of painting without a brush is enough to attract everyone's curiosity.
A moment later.
"It's done."
Lin Can breathed a sigh of relief, shook his hands, and handed the leaves to the host.
"What style of painting is this hornet's nest?"
The people in the audience either stood up or leaned forward, so they couldn't even make out a tiny leaf.
Lin Can: "Can the lighting technician please bring a beam of light over here?"
A beam of light from the back of the hall passed through the overhead of the audience and hit the stage.
Lin Can walked to the beam of light, picked up the leaf that had been poked into a hornet's nest, and placed it in the beam of light.
Next second.
The light shines through the pinholes in the leaves and onto the high wall behind. The light from each pinhole is connected to form a picture.
Lin Can likes photography. Photographers play with the art of light and shadow.
Playing with light well is better than anything else.
As the projection gradually became clearer, the audience began to boo...
"I see it, I see it, it's a picture of a girl wearing a suspender skirt."
"That's fine too. A single leaf can express the art of painting?"
Zhou Hao took a closer look and asked, "Isn't that Yang Wuluo?"
Hearing this, Yang Wuluo was stunned:!!!
"It's really Wu Luo." Zhou Xiaoxiao looked at Yang Wu Luo with excitement and envy.
Damn it, Zhou Hao wanted to slap himself in the face.
Hearing this, everyone turned their heads and looked at Yang Wuluo.
Sure enough, the overalls she was wearing were the girl presented by the light and shadow.
"Wow~"
This ordinary leaf looks very beautiful when it is displayed through the art of light and shadow.
Many girls in the audience were jealous and envious of this girl.
For a moment, Yang Wuluo's face flushed, her breathing became tense, and her heart felt like a deer was beating fast.
Zhou Xiaoxiao looked at her hand being held by Yang Wuluo. Her palms were sweating. She was so nervous and she tried hard to restrain herself.
Hehehe~
I thought to myself: This damn Lin Can, he doesn’t flirt at all, but once he does, he’ll kill me, right?
And, it can be done with just one leaf?
Me?
Is this called lack of talent?
This is so fucking talented.
Zhou Hao suddenly felt unbalanced. He sang love songs with me for a long time and his throat became hoarse. Yang Wuluo, you didn't react?
Lin Can just picked up a leaf and it was done?
Who can stand using the cheapest things to create the most seductive art?
Zhu Yanxi on the stage looked at the huge light and shadow on the wall, then looked at the light and shadow maker Lin Can, and then looked at the happy Yang Wuluo in the audience. With this kind of flirting, Yang Wuluo was doomed.
Wang Peng was puzzled. Aren't boys who play guitar the most handsome and attractive to girls?
Lin Can won just by poking Yang Wuluo with a broken leaf?
Damn, that's amazing!
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