Chapter 7 Are you pushing and pulling? 8/17
Seeing that they had greeted each other, Tapo, who was sitting to the right of Kwon Ji-yong, moved his chair back a little.
He greeted An Rufeng across Kwon Ji-yong: "Hello, Ms. An, I am Choi Seung-hyeon from Big Bang, Daesung's teammate."
Upon hearing Tap's self-introduction, Kwon Ji-yong involuntarily glanced at An Joo-bong silently, his lips pursing involuntarily.
An Rufeng roughly knew the members of the popular boy band Big Bang. She glanced at the handsome statue in front of her and smiled politely, "Hello, Mr. Choi."
Hearing Anjoufeng address Tap as such.
Kwon Ji-yong's brows relaxed, and a smile returned to his lips.
Tap sensed Anjou's polite but distant attitude and knew she had no intention of continuing the conversation, which disappointed him.
Tap smiled and nodded at Anjou Feng, then stopped talking.
The three exchanged brief greetings and then fell silent.
Tapra, after passing Quan Zhilong, muttered resentfully, "Didn't you say you didn't want to greet Miss An? What's with sitting next to her? Not greeting her is deliberate coldness, but sitting next to her and waiting for her to greet you is your push-pull tactic!"
Kwon Ji-yong was confused by Tap's conclusion: "How come I was waiting for her to greet me, and it was all push and pull?"
Also, who deliberately ignored her? It's clearly him who's practically invisible to her, okay?
Tap blurted out, "She calls you Captain!" Captain is a unique title that only teammates can use, and even Miss Ann calls her that. "You two are so close! Yet you don't take the initiative to greet her, but you sit next to her. Isn't that trying to get her to talk to you? Isn't that just playing hard to get?"
When Kwon Ji-yong heard Tapu mention that Anjou-pung called him captain, his good mood vanished again.
"Where are we close? The captain's name is preceded by 'Daesung'," Kwon Ji-yong said irritably. "Just like you, in her eyes we're just Daesung's teammates!"
At this point, Kwon Ji-yong seemed to remember something and became even angrier.
Wow! Tape even has a surname, while he doesn't even have one!
Upon hearing this, Tap was first surprised, then regained his composure.
After lunch, everyone dispersed, some to rest, some to look at the paintings, and some to chat. In the late afternoon, Kenichi Hirayama organized everyone to paint together.
The painting location was in a small grove of trees not far from the villa. There was a lake in the grove, surrounded by flat grass. A group of artists gathered here, some sitting and some standing, using easels and canvases. They each chose their own spot and focused on their brushes, dancing on the canvas.
Anru Feng and Lai Liangmei found a spot near the lake to paint together.
Because Nara Mi wanted to paint a landscape of a lake shimmering in the sunlight.
An Rufeng doesn't care where she is. She's not sketching today; she's good at flower-and-bird painting, and today she's going to paint orchids. It doesn't matter where she is.
She prepared the ink and then focused on painting.
The warm autumn sun shone on the spread-out Xuan paper. An Rufeng held a brush, dipped it in ink, and made a stroke, completing the task in one smooth motion.
The ink from the pen tip flowed smoothly across the paper, quickly outlining a vivid orchid leaf.
After finishing one stroke, An Rufeng did not pause at all. With a few strokes, another orchid leaf appeared on the paper.
Without stopping, An Rufeng's brush danced across the paper like flowing water, and in no time, a vivid orchid leaf appeared on the paper.
Anru Feng's brushstrokes are confident and composed, each stroke flowing freely and perfectly executed, creating a rhythmic and aesthetically pleasing effect.
"Zhilong, what are you daydreaming about?"
Kwon Ji-yong's easel was not far behind An Yeo-feng. He glanced up casually and saw this scene, and couldn't help but look at it for a while.
When Tap, who was standing next to him, saw that he was not writing for a long time, he asked him a question.
Before Kwon Ji-yong could respond, Tap followed his gaze and saw Anjou Feng painting. He couldn't help but exclaim softly, "Amazing! So neat and smooth!"
Anjou's drawing was so smooth and enjoyable to watch that Tap couldn't help but start watching.
It wasn't until Anjou finished drawing all the orchid leaves and stopped to adjust the colors of the orchids that Tapu came to his senses.
"I hope I can draw Miss An's painting in the lottery later," Tap said to Kwon Ji-yong.
Kwon Ji-yong was drawing and ignored him.
Tap glanced at Kwon Ji-yong, who was focused on his drawing, and then concentrated on his own drawing as well.
Everyone was immersed in their own creations. Apart from the occasional exchange of words and the occasional chirping of birds, there was no other sound, and a tranquil atmosphere permeated the lakeside.
As time went by, people gradually completed the paintings.
Those who have finished their paintings do not disturb those who are still painting, and those who have finished their paintings view each other's works, sharing their insights and inspirations.
After an unknown amount of time, everyone had finished their paintings.
Kenichi Hirayama gave everyone time to appreciate their respective paintings.
Anjou's painting was completed in one stroke, with exquisite brushwork, and the flowers and leaves were perfectly integrated and naturally created.
Many people who have seen her paintings have expressed a desire to collect them and hope to draw her name in the lottery.
Anru Fengdu thanked them politely one by one.
Anru Feng looked at all the paintings in the room, oh, but she didn't look at the one by Matsumoto Hiroshi.
It must be said that the people invited by Kenichi Hirayama are all talented in painting.
Some people paint with technique, while others paint with emotion; in short, each has its own merits.
Anru Feng noticed Da Cheng's two teammates. Although they were artists, their skills might not be as good as the painters on site, but the emotions they expressed in their paintings were very good. If they focused on painting, they would also be very good painters.
Anru Feng didn't know much about Dacheng's teammates, but she had a better impression of Dacheng's captain.
Because she noticed how at ease and comfortable he seemed in nightclubs, Anru Feng assumed he was someone who enjoyed instant stimulation and noisy pleasure.
Anjou Feng's opinion of him has changed.
His paintings lean towards design; the technique may not be that great, but the emotion and creativity in them show that he is a very thoughtful and insightful person.
After everyone had viewed the paintings, Kenichi Hirayama arranged for some people to frame everyone's paintings before taking out a lottery box, asking everyone to write their names on it and drop it in.
After everyone's names appeared in the lottery box, the lottery began.
An Rufeng casually took out a crumpled piece of paper from the box, wondering who it belonged to.
If nothing unexpected happens, she might make a new friend.
Anru Feng eagerly unfolded the crumpled paper in her hand.
Kwon Ji-ryong.
It turned out to be the captain of the big city.
She quite admired his paintings.
However, let's forget about getting to know each other better.
She hadn't forgotten that when they first met, she sensed his subtle dislike for her.
She has no desire to explore people who don't like her.
An Rufeng took the crumpled paper and headed towards Quan Zhilong.
“Miss Ann is coming this way. Do you think she might have drawn my painting?” Tap said, sounding a little excited. “I really like her orchid painting and I want to collect it. If she draws my painting, maybe we can become closer. That way, even if I don’t draw her painting, she might give me one in the future.”
Kwon Ji-yong did not answer Tap's question, but simply watched Anjou-poong walk towards them.
Watching Anjou pass by him, Tap felt a little disappointed that he couldn't become closer to her because of this.
But then he perked up again. Miss An's painting hadn't been drawn yet, so it was good that he drew it directly.
"Captain, I drew your name. May I keep your painting?" An Rufeng smiled and handed the paper with his name on it to Quan Zhilong.
Kwon Ji-yong took the paper, handed his drawing to An Ru-feng, and raised the corners of his eyes slightly: "Of course, it's my honor."
"Your paintings are very emotionally nuanced and touching. It is an honor to have them collected, and I will cherish them."
Anru Feng simply said she would keep it safe and didn't linger. She took Kwon Ji-yong's painting and returned to Nara Mi's side.
Tap was somewhat disappointed to see that Kwon Ji-yong and Miss Ann hadn't become any closer because of their art collection.
He even had the idea that if they became closer, he could ask Miss An for her painting!
Tap and Kwon Ji-yong took the paper ball one after the other.
Tape eagerly opened the package, only to find it wasn't Miss Ann.
Although Tapu's expectations were dashed, he didn't show it on his face. Regardless of whose painting he drew, he should cherish it.
It's a special kind of fate to be able to draw a lot from someone.
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