If this human being hadn't been in the way, the Black Pipa Ghost would have driven away the mother and son long ago.
If you don't want to abide by the rules of the exhibition, don't come to the exhibition.
What a simple truth.
…
The Black Pipa Ghost looked at the painting again.
The humans behind him didn't seem to have any ill intentions.
At least, it didn't find any malice in the other party.
…
Xiao Xiao stepped forward.
Black Pipa Ghost's slightly sluggish body suddenly became tense.
Xiao Xiao was amused that he was still feared by monsters as always.
He shook his head slightly.
He turned around and walked towards the paintings elsewhere.
…
"Ajiu, am I not good enough to meet the standards of a good person in the eyes of you monsters?"
Xiao Xiao murmured in a low voice.
The little white fox lazily opened his eyes, then rolled his eyes wide.
What does a good person look like in the eyes of monsters?
What's this?
Is there a template for this?
…
"It might be better if you put away the two on your head and shoulders next time."
The little white fox’s eyebrows are curved.
Um?
Xiao Xiao was slightly startled.
Feifei and Xiaotaotie?
Oh~
Xiao Xiao felt a little enlightened.
It is indeed possible.
There is nothing wrong with humans who can see monsters.
However, humans who can see monsters and have monsters around them... will indeed make monsters think too much.
for example……
Were Feifei and Little Taotie caught by him?
...
Speaking of which...
A slight smile appeared in Xiao Xiao's eyes.
Although Feifei and Little Taotie were not captured by him, they were both "abducted" by him with food.
I wonder what other monsters would think if they found out?
…
"The third child."
Zhang Bo walked to Xiao Xiao's side and asked, "Are you ready?"
"Shall we go to the next one?"
"good."
Xiao Xiao took one last look in the direction of the Black Pipa Ghost, and then followed Zhang Bo toward the exit.
Zhuge Yun and others were already waiting for them at the door.
…
"Wow~"
Walking into another art exhibition, Zhuge Yun whispered in surprise.
Compared with the previous art exhibition, which used light colors, even the thick ink was pure, this art exhibition uses thick colors and bold colors that instantly light up people's eyes.
"Tsk tsk, oil paintings are full of thick ink and rich colors."
Zhang Bo sighed in a low voice.
…
"Maybe this little baby's breath will like it?"
Zhao Luzheng murmured.
From the first sight, the colorful colors of oil paintings are definitely more attractive to children.
…
"Um."
Li Yan nodded.
He remembered that the painting Little Gypsophila gave him was a thickly painted and gorgeous Gypsophila.
Every little flower on the starry sky is a different color.
Thin stems and leaves.
At first glance, it looks like gorgeous fireworks.
…
It can be seen that the little baby's breath, like many children, likes bright colors.
So, compared to the previous art exhibition, this art exhibition is obviously more in line with children's preferences.
"I'll take a look again."
The colors used in oil paintings are bold, and sometimes the content is also bold.
He wanted to see if there were any paintings on display here that were not suitable for little baby's breath.
Otherwise, he will be embarrassed when the time comes.
…
Xiao Xiao also casually walked under a painting to admire it.
He likes the simplicity of Chinese painting.
I also like the beauty of oil paintings.
However, he preferred landscape painting to figure painting.
This art exhibition...
At least from what he could see so far, the paintings on display were all themed around things in nature.
Such as flowers, fields, lakes...
He especially liked the floral composition.
Big flowers bloom freely.
The layers of petals have a smooth touch like suet.
It emits a warm luster in the sunlight.
Bright red, bright yellow, cyan...
The complex colors are not messy at all, but are more and more impactful in terms of color.
The field of vision is filled with colorful colors.
It almost gives the illusion of being surrounded by competing flowers.
…
"Ah, so beautiful."
"It's so beautiful..."
The muttering sound in his ears made Xiao Xiao turn his head and look.
Then, he blinked.
The monsters we met today...were there too many?
…
The scholar-like monster held a thread-bound book with a dark blue cover in one hand and a thin writing brush in the other.
The raised face was full of excitement.
The scholar raised his hands and shook his head, almost as if he was dancing.
…
The scholar's face almost touches the painting.
The next second, the scholar seemed to realize that his behavior was inappropriate, and he quickly took a step back.
His eyes never paid attention to the painting.
He seemed not to notice Xiao Xiao standing in front of the painting at all.
Xiao Xiao was thinking, which one is better, being vigilant or being ignored?
…
Xiao Xiao smiled and shook his head.
He turned around and continued to admire the paintings in front of him.
He had never seen such a large sea of flowers with his own eyes.
Not scattered wild flowers.
Rather, large tracts of flowers are blooming close to each other.
Under the vast blue sky and white clouds.
It's like dyeing the sky with gorgeous colors.
He thought, if at dusk, the rose-red sunset covered the sky, how stunning would this sea of flowers be?
…
"Russing~Russing~"
The slight sound made Xiao Xiao look around.
What was the man who looked up at the painting looking down at the painting doing?
Um?
Wasn't that a book?
Xiao Xiao suddenly realized.
…
But soon, he no longer had the energy to pay attention to the man's movements.
His eyes widened for a moment.
There was a bit of surprise on his face.
…
A flower appeared behind the man, and then another flower...
Flowers high and low are in full bloom.
The petals stretch and the stamens tremble slightly.
It seems that in the next second, a bee or butterfly will land on it.
…
The only thing that makes people feel a little regretful is...
"Why no color?"
Xiao Xiao murmured.
If you add color, the scene in front of you will be like the scene in the painting becoming reality.
At this time, due to the lack of color, these flowers are like semi-finished products, lacking a little vitality and aura.
This work still lacks the final finishing touch - coloring.
…
"have no color……"
The scholar stared blankly at his work in front of him.
"Yes, there is no color."
"wrong."
"It's nothing like..."
"It's not like..."
The brush in the scholar's hand drew a few lines vigorously.
The flowers behind the scholar disappeared little by little.
…
"Coffee~"
Feifei called out a few times anxiously.
Why are the flowers gone?
Although the flowers have no color, they are still stunning enough for people and monsters.
It hasn't seen enough yet.
…
Philip's voice attracted the scholar's attention.
It looks up.
There was a bit of confusion on his face.
Then it turned around and looked.
…
"Coffee~"
Feifei glared at the scholar unhappily.
Those flowers are not finished yet.
Why did it all get wiped off?
…
Xiao Xiao smiled apologetically, "Sorry, did I disturb you?"
If it weren't for what he said to himself just now, the scholar wouldn't have stopped painting.
