"It's already heated up, Junior Sister Shui..."
Bai Feng came out with meatballs. Halfway through his speech, he noticed Shui Miaomiao was staring at a certain place without blinking. He followed Shui Miaomiao's eyes and found that the door of his painting room was not closed tightly.
'When did you open it? No, I think I forgot to close it.'
He rubbed his head with his hand. Because Bai Yumo, Yun Yueyao and others knew his Chunqiu alias, he was no longer painting in secret like before. Yun Yueyao would even sneak in to watch him paint occasionally, which indirectly led to him no longer considering painting as a private matter.
Fortunately, the drawing on his desk was a clothing design for Yuyao, not a revealing one like Chunqiu's, otherwise it would be hard to explain.
"Brother Bai, I, I didn't see anything."
Shui Miaomiao finally noticed Bai Feng beside her, and she quickly covered her eyes with her hands and said.
"...It's not something shameful, you can watch it if you want." Bai Feng said while suppressing the complaints in his heart.
"Huh?"
Shui Miaomiao was suddenly stunned. Could it be that her guess was wrong?
So she quietly showed a little gap between her fingers: "Brother Bai, aren't you the one who painted Spring and Autumn?"
"I do have some connection with the Spring and Autumn Annals, and I have collected quite a few of its books." Bai Feng stroked his chin and said jokingly. Actually, it couldn't be said that he was joking. What he said was true, but it was just a bit ambiguous. "Why, Junior Sister Shui, have you also read the Spring and Autumn Annals?"
"Well……"
Shui Miaomiao subconsciously wanted to deny it, but she suddenly realized something - what? Senior Brother Bai also collected the Spring and Autumn Annals' books?
For some reason, the shame in her heart suddenly disappeared, and she even felt a little excited. She nodded: "Well, I have indeed seen it, but I think it is a bit too plain. If it could be drawn more...well, I didn't say anything."
She stopped talking halfway. Although Bai Feng had also read Chunqiu, it was still a bit weird to discuss such things with her senior brother.
Bai Feng didn't care. Instead, he smiled and shook his head: "There's nothing I can do. Drawing too directly will be banned, so I can only skirt the line."
"Well, is that so?" Shui Miaomiao nodded thoughtfully. If you think about it carefully, Chunqiu is indeed easier to buy, and it has even spread to Dongzhou.
Then she looked at Bai Feng again: "But I didn't expect Senior Brother Bai to also read this kind of thing..."
"Have you forgotten my past as a dandy?" Bai Feng glanced at Shui Miaomiao. "And if you want to draw people, you can't avoid this. You can't draw them just by imagination."
"Is there such a saying?" Shui Miaomiao scratched her head, and then a bold idea suddenly emerged in her mind, so she raised her head expectantly and asked, "Um, Senior Brother Bai, can I learn painting from you?"
After all, she really likes Chunqiu's painting style. Since Chunqiu doesn't paint that kind of pictures, she has to "produce food" herself!
"Sure." Bai Feng nodded, "As long as you don't feel tired."
If Shui Miaomiao learns well, he can even let her be his painting assistant, which can save him a lot of effort.
"No!"
Anyway, she had nothing else to do on weekdays except practicing, so she could use this time to learn painting, and she could also stay with Senior Brother Bai legitimately. If she drew that kind of picture, maybe...
Bang!
Shui Miaomiao reached out and patted her little face again - stop thinking about it!
"Okay, I'll teach you about painting later. Now hurry up and try the new and improved meatballs while they're hot. They won't taste good if they're cold."
Bai Feng pushed the meatballs in the bowl in front of Shui Miaomiao. This meatball was improved by him based on the peeing beef balls. The reason for the improvement was very simple. When he was improving the fox food, he thought that the meatballs could also be improved, so they tried it together.
"Um!"
Shui Miaomiao looked at the meatballs and swallowed. She wondered what the meatballs improved by Senior Brother Bai would taste like?
She picked up the chopsticks, picked up a meatball impatiently, put it to her mouth, and then bit it gently.
The next moment, the juice in the meatball splashed out directly from the place where she bit off, and caught her off guard, the juice splashed directly onto her face.
Bai Feng, who was standing by, instantly captured this scene with his camera, which was why he didn't remind him.
"What is this?"
Shui Miaomiao was directly startled, and her expression became a little embarrassed, but when she subconsciously stuck out her tongue to lick the soup at the corner of her mouth, her eyes lit up instantly. Then she didn't even use tissues or handkerchiefs, but directly stretched out her fingers to put the gravy on her face into her mouth. Afterwards, she licked her fingers.
"Brother Bai, how did you come up with the idea of sealing the gravy inside the meatballs?"
Shui Miaomiao asked as she picked up a bite of the meatball and sipped the soup inside.
"I thought of this while eating soup dumplings." Bai Feng said casually, "How do you think it tastes?"
"Very delicious!" Shui Miaomiao picked up another meatball, but this time she didn't take a small bite. Instead, she stuffed the meatball directly into her mouth, feeling the 'fusion and collision' of the soup and the meatball. "I like both the solid and soupy ones. The solid meatballs have a firmer texture, but the delicious taste of the soupy meatballs that bursts out in the mouth the moment you bite them is irreplaceable by the solid meatballs. Hmm, it's really hard to tell which is better."
"As long as you like it."
After a while, Shui Miaomiao reached out and rubbed her stomach - the spiritual power and medicinal power carried by these meatballs were really too much. After eating this bowl of meatballs, she felt a little full after a long time.
I am really more and more glad that I have returned to the Northern Territory to find Senior Brother Bai. Her little sister probably will never be able to eat such delicious meatballs in her life.
After eating and drinking, her mind suddenly became active again. She raised her head slightly and looked at Bai Feng beside her: "Um, Senior Brother Bai, when are we going to learn painting?"
"If you have time, you can learn now." He already had some ideas about how to teach Shui Miaomiao to paint. "I'll teach you some basics first, and you can practice more when you go back. But with your cultivation level at the Spiritual Transformation Stage, you should be able to learn quickly."
After all, what he wanted to teach was just simple painting techniques, not something as mysterious as the art of painting.
"Uh-huh!"
Seven days later...
Bai Feng looked at the abstract painting in his hand that seemed to be randomly pieced together, and he fell into deep thought.
In fact, the painting is still very good, but there is a sense of confusion in which different elements are pieced together. The background and the characters are out of tune with each other. The lines of the clothes are a bit stiff and look like they are made of metal, while the character's face is still a very realistic real person's face.
He looked at the nervous Shui Miaomiao, then at her painting, and finally put it aside: "I think you should cultivate your aesthetic taste first instead of learning to paint."
"Ah? What is that?"
Bai Feng did not immediately answer Shui Miaomiao's doubts, but walked to his study and took out a pile of books from the bottom of the bookcase: "These are Chunqiu and Yu Linglong's clothing design drawings. When you go back, take a look at them and think about the differences between your paintings and these drawings."
Shui Miaomiao first looked at the pile of Spring and Autumn Annals, and then looked at Bai Feng’s serious face - Senior Brother Bai was actually encouraging me to read Spring and Autumn Annals, how could I have such a strange delusion?
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