The painting was gradually completed, but Life Without Wounds never had the chance to see Li Mu's work. She still didn't know what Li Mu would draw of her.
Finally, a week later, the work was completed.
"Faster than I thought." Li Mu found that he had a healthy body after transmigrating, and his painting skills had improved. Now, the brush in his hand was like an extension of his body.
"Done?" For the past week, Life Without Wounds had come to the garage on time every day and sat there for about an hour. Today, she could finally see the finished product.
Li Mu felt a fragrance in his nose and realized that his senior was already leaning on his shoulder.
……
He turned his head and saw that the senior was staring at him intently, as if she had been sucked into the painting.
After a long time, Ming Wushang came back to his senses,""Is this really me?" She actually suspected that the person in the painting was not herself because she felt a completely different version of herself in the painting.
The senior wondered if she was like this in Li Mu's eyes.
The person in the painting had curved eyebrows that seemed to be frowning. Looking into the distance, it seems to be crying, but not crying. It can be said that this is a deep feeling of bitterness, who can see it, said it all flat business.
At first glance, one would be attracted by the eyes of the person in the painting.
Then, he looked at the overall picture. It was the upper body of the painting, and the fairy-like woman appeared. She was a jade pearl and a flower condensed at dawn.
His temperament was so otherworldly that even the person being drawn suspected that the person in the painting was himself.
However, she was definitely beautiful. She was an impeccable beauty.
" Painted, painted…" Life Without Wounds was at a loss for words. He could not find any words to describe this painting, nor could he find any words to describe his feelings.
Li Mu was also quite satisfied. Although he still hadn't comprehended anything about the soul, at least he had caught a trace of her elegance.
"Can you give me this painting?" Ming Wu Shang said.
"Alright." Life Without Wounds readily agreed.
"Senior sister, you have to keep the painting well. Perhaps this painting will become a famous painting in a few hundred years.”Li Mu said.
Li Mu didn't say anything more. Only time could test everything. It was useless to say more.
"I'll make a call and call a car.”
Li Mu began to pack up. That was all for today. He looked at the painting again and saw his signature in the corner. He thought to himself that it was foolproof. It didn't matter if the painting became famous first or if he became famous first.
A few minutes later, there was the sound of a car outside. The senior said that the car must have arrived.
However, there was also the yellow-haired man who had said that he would break Li Mu's hands and another tall and thin man with glasses.
The yellow-haired guy was driving respectfully towards the tall and thin man.
"Wushang, have you had enough?" The refined man's temper was not very good, and he scolded her sternly as soon as he got out of the car.
"Second brother?" When the senior saw who it was, she immediately hid in the garage.
"You said there was another boy?" The refined man's tone changed.
"Yes, there is indeed a boy.”The yellow-haired guy thought that Li Mu was asking for a forfeit."That brat is called Li Mu. I warned him a few days ago not to get close to Miss. I didn't expect him to not only ignore it but also bring Miss to this garage. I wanted to stop her, but she wouldn't listen to me.”
"Don't you know how to use violence?" The refined man glared at the blonde.
The blonde was so scared that he shrunk his neck. He knew how cruel the refined man was. Some of the indebted people who could not pay back the money would be thrown into the Gobi Desert to dig for oil.
The refined man didn't want to waste time with the blonde. He pushed the door open and entered."Wushang, if you hadn't called Xiao Huang today and I hadn't heard it, I wouldn't have known that you were so mischievous.”"It's fine if you're usually naughty. You don't make friends with anyone in school, and you don't even want to pay attention to the teachers. I can tolerate all of this, but you actually hid with a boy alone. Aren't you afraid that your father will pour cement into that boy and sink him into the sea?”
The senior seemed to be very afraid of her second brother and hid behind Li Mu.
The refined man saw this infuriating scene when he came in. However, looking at the environment in the garage, it didn't seem to be something inappropriate for children. Instead, it was really painting.
But no matter what, Li Mu didn't listen to his warning. He had to teach him a lesson today.
The refined man looked at Li Mu and realized that Li Mu was also sizing him up. He thought to himself, This kid doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.
"Yes." Li Mu wondered what was going on. Were there no normal people in the underworld?
"Humph!" "Little sister, come here."”
"Second brother." Life Without Wounds popped her head out from Li Mu's shoulder. She was about the same height as Li Mu and was a tall beauty."We're really just drawing. If you don't believe me, look.”
"Painting? What could a fifteen-year-old kid draw? Don't be deceived by him." The painting was facing away from the garage door, so the gentleman couldn't see anything.
"As expected of a daring fellow.”The refined man took a few steps to look at the painting. Then, he fell silent. He did not believe that this painting was drawn by a high school student, but the truth seemed to be hard to refute.
"That's right, Li Mu is a genius. You don't believe it either, right? To be honest, I don't believe that he can draw so well either. But he did finish the painting bit by bit in this week. I can prove it.”"And this painting is mine now.”When Life Without Wounds saw that even his second brother was surprised, he immediately became bold.
The refined man had some artistic accomplishments. One had to know that when he saw the painting, he actually resonated with it. This meant that this painting was really unique.
A fifteen-year-old child could actually draw a painting of this level. It was no wonder that a well-informed person like the refined man would be surprised. He couldn't help but re-evaluate Li Mu. He was tall and straight. Although his face was still childish, there was an indescribable confidence in his eyes. He was indeed different from ordinary children.
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