The lines that tested his writing skills had become a big problem for Li Mu. Thinking of his own lines had also become a difficulty that slowed down his creation.
However, since he had discovered the problem, he had no choice but to overcome it.
Zhang Mingtu was also competing with Li Mu. He had finally decided to participate in the talent competition. His goal was to get a place in the competition. He wanted to prove that he was not wrong to walk the path of music. Only by getting results would he have the confidence to convince his parents.
However, it seemed like the competition did not go well. Li Mu knew the reason for this. Zhang Mingtu's band only played musical instruments and did not have any singers. Therefore, if they did not have a good voice in the singing competition, they would not be able to go far.
However, Zhang Mingtu's image was indeed good. If he was selected and nurtured by the management company, he would definitely be a promising talent.
Zhang Mingtu's band made it into the top 16, but they were still eliminated in the end. Of course, Zhang Mingtu did not use " My Deskmate " because he wanted to test his own abilities and not use an original song to pave the way.
It could be said that Zhang Mingtu was obviously not satisfied with this result, but at least he knew the band's weakness. They lacked a singer. He also learned about the process of the singing competition and gained some experience.
This summer, the two brothers discovered their own shortcomings and studied crazily.
One was not afraid of geniuses, but of hardworking geniuses.
Simply put, Li Mu would never forget the pictures he had seen. He could even draw them down, just like the memory card of a camera.
Moreover, he would never forget the paintings he had drawn. He could even recall every piece of music he had listened to and every word he had said when he was drawing.
Geniuses were bound to have their differences. Although Li Mu's behavior was extremely strange, this was his ability, and there was nothing he could do.
Li Mu set up two shelves in the study, an easel and a bookshelf, but the tablet was placed on the bookshelf. The tablet's reading software could be voice-activated, so Li Mu didn't have to flip the pages manually.
His eyes were on the tablet, but his hands were moving on the canvas. Li Mu wanted to draw the scenery of Samo City. Anyway, drawing was just a means to help memory. It didn't matter what he drew.
"This wall just happens to be my summer work.”Li Mu felt that the wall in the entertainment room on the third floor was just right for him to hang his Samo City Map.
As his hometown after his transmigration, Li Mu drew the most distinctive buildings and sculptures in Samo City. Of course, he also drew the interesting pedestrians he saw on the streets.
However, the painting was a little distorted and was all flat. This was because Li Mu had imitated the painting of Along the River During the Qingming Festival to show the modern city center.
There were all kinds of shops on the street, clothing, food, gold, photography, glasses, milk tea, pets, mobile phones...
On the streets, there were skateboarding girls, roller skating teenagers, delivery boys, delivery boys, umbrella holders, T-shirts…
There were all kinds of vehicles, traffic lights, traffic police…
There were also animals, wild animals, domestic pets, and even mascots dressed as animals...
When the small paintings were pieced together, a miracle happened. An antique 'Samo City Center Map' was vividly displayed in front of him.
This painting was a watercolor painting.
Although Zhang Mingtu knew that Li Mu was talented in painting, this was the first time he had seen Li Mu complete such a large piece of art. Although the antique style was very strange, Zhang Mingtu was still attracted by this joke-like painting. There were too many details, and he even suspected that he could be found in this piece of art that was made up of 20 small paintings. It was as interesting as finding an Easter egg in a movie.
Li Mu had indeed buried a lot of colorful eggs. If he looked carefully, he could find the four-person group, Nezha who was rollerblading, Erlang God, and some magic weapons.
Of course, there were also some text easter eggs, such as the names of Li Mu's family, which were hidden in the few advertisement boards he drew. They could be found with a magnifying glass.
This was a work that Li Mu hadn't put much effort into. It was only an entertainment production, but it was already more valuable than many people's lifetime work.
Zhang Mingtu had to admit that Li Mu was a natural-born artist. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to complete so many works in two months. Other than miracles and geniuses, there was no other explanation.
"It's really good." Uncle Wang came to help nail the nails. Li Mu wanted to do it himself, but Uncle Wang saw it while washing the car. He naturally wouldn't let Li Mu climb up. Although he didn't know how to appreciate, the visual impact of such a large painting was enough to surprise people.
This was Li Mu's strength. Others could not envy him, but he was born with a keen intuition for painting.
"Uncle Wang, sorry to trouble you."
"Second Young Master, you're welcome." Uncle Wang picked up the tape measure and level ruler and started to get busy.
This strong sense of existence did not diminish the impact of the work just because of the strange retro style. Instead, it gave off a strange sense of comfort after looking at it for a long time.
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