The rest of my life will only draw you

Chapter 13 I don't draw you, I draw myself

To be honest, if someone said to He Hen that he has no talent for painting and cannot learn it, He Hen would just watch quietly.

but……

Miss Chen is different.

She is a very sweet, very comfortable girl.

If she frowned and said that drawing is difficult to learn, He Hen would think...it's not good.

So, after Chen Xiaotu finished talking about his lack of talent, he quickly turned on his computer and sent over some study materials that he had stored in the computer before.

These materials were collected and organized by him when he was abroad. They are very detailed and include many professional things. As long as you work hard and practice more, this material can help a painter go a long way.

He clicked upload and thought...

Ms. Chen should be very happy when she sees the materials.

Collecting materials is as fun as collecting those snacks.
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Miss Xi, who should be very happy, is lying on the bed with a speechless expression on her face.

Box after box of data.

She passively clicked accept.

……

The wifi in the dormitory is very fast, and these files are stored in the mobile phone in no time.

It seemed to be a bit of a charming atmosphere? ? ?
She thought, there is another reason why Senior He is still single because of his good looks, his voice, and his professional skills.

After receiving all the materials, Chen Xiaotu received a message from He Hen.
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He Hen: If you want to learn how to draw, you can read more about these.
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He Hen: If you practice more, you can definitely improve.
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Rabbit Essence: ...
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Rabbit Jing: Okay, Senior He, I see.

Well, the perfect approach to the senior project was stillborn.

After being lost for a while, Chen Xiaotu immediately thought that even if he couldn't invite He Hen to teach her how to draw now, she could take advantage of his help to move things this time and invite her senior out for dinner.

There is no class tomorrow morning.

Fearing that he would be annoying by talking too much, after receiving these documents, Chen Xiaotu returned a message to He Hen.
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Rabbit Jing: Thank you senior for giving me the information, now I will go to the information first!You have something to keep busy!

Enthusiastically, I turned on the computer to transmit the information and saw the trace of this sentence.

Shouldn't he have passed on... so much information?

WeChat stopped at this message, nothing more.

He Hen suddenly felt a little lost.

Bored, when he was about to get up and go to the studio, He Hen suddenly saw dried strawberries next to the computer.

He moved his fingers.

……

evening.

He Hen stood in the studio, holding a paintbrush, looking at his new painting, lost in thought.

He is a realistic painter.

Due to reasons such as aesthetics and learning direction, He Hen has been painting realistic and heavy paintings for so many years.

Today is the first time he draws such a painting.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the sun was just right, next to the dormitory building, there was a girl in an orange skirt and a boy in a white shirt.

Due to the position, the boy's figure blocked the girl's face.

The only thing that can be seen in the picture is...

The girl reached out and stuffed a pack of pink snacks into the boy's arms.

When painting this picture, He Hen's coloring is very clear.The colors are bold.All kinds of scenes are very bright, especially the orange at the corner of the girl's clothes.

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Ordinary people say that painting is a metaphor for human feelings. He Hen stared at this painting for a long time, the hand holding the paintbrush slowly sweated, and the face was slowly stained crimson.

Just as he was savoring the emotion of the painting, his cell phone rang suddenly.

(End of this chapter)