The gray Ying family compound.
"Where are Bing'er and Xiao Mo?"
Ying's mother looked around but did not see her daughter and the boy from the Li family.
She was a little worried for a moment, after all, Li Mo had the honor of teaching a little girl to pee while standing...
"There it is."
Ying Xuliang had just returned from the study and was nodding towards a tree in the corner of the courtyard.
There was a small table that the servants had just moved out, and on the table were writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone, which were what Xiao Li Mo had asked him for just now.
At this time, Little Li Mo spread out the drawing paper, letting the sunlight shine on it, with a serious look on his face like a master painter.
Little Yingbing sat next to him, grinding ink with her small hands, and adding fragrance to her red sleeves.
"Bing'er is interested in Danqing?"
"I'll learn to paint when I have time."
Ying Xuliang looked at the two little guys, feeling a little annoyed, then he burst into laughter.
It is true that his daughter had never ground ink for him, but what was the big deal about him being jealous of a little girl?
"Mo is ready."
Little Bingtuozi had a blank expression on his face, and glanced coldly at Little Li Mo out of the corner of his eye.
How good can the brushstrokes of a child of her age be?
Thinking of this, Xiao Yingbing's interest suddenly declined.
"Don't worry, I won't let you call me brother in vain."
Little Li Mo smiled, grabbed the brush, dipped it in ink, and started writing on the blank paper. At first, he was a little uncomfortable with painting because his hands had become smaller.
But as he painted more and more, he gradually got into the groove, with a demeanor that made his brush flow like a dragon and produce flowers with extraordinary skill.
Little Bingtuozi's eyes became brighter and brighter.
"This is the main street of Qinghe County."
"During the Chinese New Year, there will be lion dances, people selling sugar figurines, and people setting off firecrackers on the streets..."
Li Mo talked as he painted.
As he introduced, a lively New Year scene came to life.
It's a pity that he can't use his mind now, otherwise he could learn from Senior Brother Ouyang's method and make the painting move, making it more immersive.
But even so, for little Ying Bing, who had never seen the outside world, it was already a fascinating new world.
"How about it?"
Little Li Mo raised his eyebrows like a silkworm.
“So lively…”
Ying Bing's face was a little stunned, and then she withdrew her gaze, her little face was quiet, and she spoke softly:
"It's OK."
"Is it still okay...?"
The little painter Li opened his eyes slightly and began to doubt his own painting skills. Although his painting was not a divine painting, but as a detailed painting, his level was already very good.
After all, I have drawn so many insights into martial arts.
But it’s fine that little Bingtuozi didn’t applaud and say "Brother is so awesome", but he just felt that it was just mediocre?
"Wait a minute, I was just warming up!"
The little painter Li picked up his brush again, not believing in evil.
"Hey, this is the Qingyuan Sect. Do you know the Qingyuan Sect? It is the largest sect in Ziyang Prefecture, and the teachers there are very interesting."
"This is Elder Xue. He is a genius alchemist. He once went to the toilet with a lantern to look for elixirs..."
"This is Elder Qian. Don't talk when you eat with him. I think he has two mouths. He can eat and talk at the same time and even eat the whole table of food..."
The landscapes and characters come alive on the paper.
There was frost and snow in Xiao Yingbing's eyes, making her look a little hazy.
"Well, not bad...right."
"?"
Little Li Mo noticed something was wrong. The little icy boy clearly pursed his lips and his eyes were sparkling, but the comments that came out of his little mouth were all like 'ok', 'not bad', and so on.
He suspected that Xiao Bingtuozi did it on purpose!
I deliberately said that his paintings were average, so that he would paint more paintings as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
It turns out that she didn't suddenly become a bad ice cube, but she was a bad ice cube when she was a cub...
"Forget it. Since it would be embarrassing to draw it, let it go."
Xiao Li Mo pretended to sigh and started to play badly.
"?"
When Xiao Bingtuozi saw that Xiao Li Mo had noticed her thoughts, she lowered her eyes. The sunlight made her long eyelashes look colorful, and a hint of lively red appeared on her fair face.
"Brother... draw another one."
"!"
Li Mo's entire body felt numb, his crown almost flew off, and his paintbrush fell to the ground with a plop.
How can you start with zero frames and then fire directly at the face?
Is there still law for such a cute girl? Is there still law~~~~?
Foul, this is a foul!
For such an extremely foul behavior...of course I would satisfy her.
Little student Li couldn't stand this test, so he slapped his uncontrollable hands twice and continued drawing.
Brother...brother?
Ying Xuliang, who had just come over to see the two little guys, was shocked as if struck by lightning.
The mentality that I had just adjusted was shattered to pieces.
Why? How could this boy make his daughter so cute? !
Just based on a mediocre painting... huh?
Little Li Mo holds the brush and gradually creates a quiet and beautiful world. It is a small courtyard with a bright moon hanging high in the sky, a river flowing quietly, and lush banyan trees...
The plaque on the gate reads:
'Autumn Water Pavilion'
Is this the kind of painting skills a child can have?
"By the way, do you want to see yourself when you grow up?"
After Xiao Li Mo finished painting, he sneezed. Little Ice Tuozi came too close and almost touched his head. His hair was blown across his nose by the wind.
"Grown up...me?"
"yes."
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