Ying Lili was Sayuri's daughter.
Even their pupils were the same color. They had blonde hair, blue eyes, and cute canine teeth at the corner of their mouths. They wore white dresses and knee socks, revealing their tender thighs. They also looked gentle and quiet. Now that their blonde hair was tied into two ponytails, there was an indescribable feeling.
A typical young lady.
Her gaze lingered on Mist of the Three-Thousand Nunnery for a few seconds before she bowed slightly.""Hello, I'm Zemura Spencer Yinglili. Is mother here?”
Arashi of the Three-Thousand Institute nodded." My name in Japan is Arashi. You can just call me directly.”
He bowed slightly and lifted Ying Lili's little hand.
“……？”Under the girl's puzzled gaze, Arashi of the Three-Thousand Yard made a hand salute on the table like a dragonfly skimming the water.
Ying Lili quivered as if she had been electrocuted, but she quickly calmed down.
"Sorry to disturb you." Ying Lili said politely.
Sayuri was sitting on the sofa, and the atmosphere between the two of them looked a little strange.
Ying Lili sighed," Mom, what happened?”
Could this girl have already noticed something?
"That's not important. Ying Lili, I just want to introduce a very good helper to you.”Sayuri looked at her daughter with a smile.
Ying Lili was a little confused when she heard this. What helper?
Is there anything I need help with?
"Look at this." Sayuri Swamura exaggeratedly took out the 'Beautiful You' from behind her and shook it in front of her daughter. She said proudly,""Isn't the mother in this painting very beautiful?”
Ying Lili immediately widened her eyes.
The young girl didn't like oil paintings, but the work in front of her gave her a feeling.
- and his mother had jumped into the picture.
The oil painting itself was slightly abstract, but this painting gave her that feeling.
"Don't tell me you've been preparing this painting for the past few days?!”Ying Lili subconsciously said,"" Are you an idiot?!"
Perhaps others didn't know, but Yinglili knew that the more delicate an oil painting was, the more time it would take. Some colors couldn't be mixed, and they had to wait until the paint on the painting paper was dry before covering it with another color to get the best effect.
The painting in front of him was undoubtedly of this level. It was a technique that was born during the Renaissance and was developed to the highest point by Leonard Da Vinci. All of this splendor appeared in this painting.
Ying Lili felt that if she wanted to create this painting, she would need at least 30 to 40 years of experience, at least not her.
So her gaze became a little serious, but she fell into deeper doubts.
The girl thought hard. At this level, the speed of painting wouldn't be so slow. The fundamental reason was that the painting was too delicate, and a piece of paper could carry hundreds of thousands of strokes.
Moreover, when the paint was not dry, he would go to another place and forget which place to paint.
These colors required the painter to think about how to match them and blend them with the surrounding colors.
That was why Ying Lili was so surprised that her mother had spent several days to prepare a painting.
"Bang!" Sayuri Sawamura shouted out a special sound effect. She then folded her hands and made a big X in front of her." That's not right. This painting only took two hours. Moreover, the original author is right beside you?"”
"Huh…?" Ying Lili widened her eyes." Two hours? No…you said that the original author is right beside me, so I want to meet him!”
The mother and daughter looked like siblings, bickering without any distinction between superior and subordinate.
However, since the topic had shifted to him, he had to stand up.
Without batting an eyelid, Arashi kicked the condoms by Ying Lili's feet to the side and coughed." It's me, the artist of this painting."”
Ying Lili looked over and scrutinized Arashi. She asked suspiciously,""Is it really you?"
That gaze seemed to be saying, Who are you trying to fool?! You're so young, and you're almost the same as me. It would be a ghost if you could draw it.
"It's really me."”
"Are you sure?" Ying Lili frowned and asked.
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