"Sister Tian Xin, you are good at catching young men. Our president is a famous painter.

He has won awards for Chinese painting, and he is also good at simple drawings and comics. He is very good."

Li Meng happened to pass by and saw Su Tianxin pulling Wei Yanzhi over, so he introduced Su Tianxin that their president was very good at painting, and confirmed Su Tianxin's vision by the way.

"President, are you so powerful?"

Su Tianxin now also occasionally follows them in jokingly calling him President Wei Yanzhi.

"Just drawing randomly.

What kind of painting do you want to teach the children to draw?"

Wei Yanzhi modestly asked Su Tianxin for her opinion.

“Just draw some cute simple drawings?

If you are younger, you can draw simpler things. If you are older, seniors can teach you more difficult ones."

Su Tian thought for a while, it was just for fun, but if it was too difficult, the children would find it no fun.

"good."

Wei Yanzhi nodded, picked up a pen and paper and drew cute little animals for the children.

"This seems to be the style of Master Mo Bai..."

Su Qing, who came over to join in the fun, seemed to recognize that Wei Yanzhi's painting style was very similar to that of a master painter she admired.

"Mo Bai?"

Su Tianxin has heard Su Qing talk about it before. Su Qing also likes to draw, and she often pays attention to these things.

I heard that Mo Bai is a very powerful illustrator. His illustrations have been published in many magazines. Many people know him, but few people know his specific information or even his age and gender.

Master Mo Bai does not have a Weibo. Except for his works that can be seen in some magazines, everyone can only discuss him with various assumptions.

Just now, Su Qing saw that Wei Yanzhi's paintings looked a bit like Mo Bai at first glance, and she thought it might just be an imitation.

But after she drew more and more small animals and simple things, she felt something was wrong.

But I think it’s impossible. It’s been more than ten years since Master Mo Bai started drawing illustrations.

This eldest brother must be in his early twenties at most. How could someone start drawing and interjecting and becoming a master at the age of ten?

"Do you know Mo Bai?"

Wei Yanzhi asked Su Qing with a smile.

"That's my idol."

"Didn't you say I was your idol a few days ago?"

Su Tianxin looked at Su Qing funny.

"You are the goddess and Mo Bai is the idol.

It’s different, I didn’t lie to you, sister Tianxin, I’m really your fan.”

Su Qing was anxious.

"I know, I'm just teasing you."

Su Tianxin saw that she was anxious and coaxed her again.

"Sister Tian Xin, I am your biggest fan. The Great God Mo Bai is an unreachable existence. I don't even know what he is like. I just like his paintings.

But this brother’s paintings really look like the great master Mo Bai.”

Su Qing looked at Wei Yanzhi's paintings again and said.

"Mo Bai is not a great master, he is just a painter.

You praise him too highly."

Wei Yanzhi has always been a humble gentleman, so what he said is a bit off.

Could it be that he really knew that Mo Bai and why the two of them refused to deal with each other?

Su Tian was confused, and felt that it was inappropriate to ask directly.

After all, the two of them didn't know each other well enough to discuss such a topic.

"That's not true.

Master Mo Bai is really awesome. The interjections he draws always make people feel very warm. I believe he must be a warm person at heart.

Big brother, you can't say that to him."

Su Qing seemed a little angry with Wei Yanzhi in order to protect her idol.

"That... a child's talk has no other meaning. Senior Wei, don't take it to heart."
Chapter completed!