After Being an Improper Control Group as an Abandoned Wealthy Wife, She Effortlessly Came Out on Top

Chapter 505

Meng Chuyuan first dipped his paintbrush in water to wet the paper, then used the paintbrush to pick up the color and lightly tapped it on the paper. The paint on the tip of the pen slowly spread to the surroundings along with the water flow area. He repeatedly used this method to complete the rough painting. The form is presented.

 She painted very casually at the beginning, so everyone only saw Meng Chuyuan smearing the paint on the paper, and did not know what she painted next.

 The audience did not see any amazing skills in Meng Chuyuan's painting process, but her movements were very relaxed and fluid from beginning to end.

　　【Oh my gosh, this brush is so silky smooth, and even after painting for so long, there is no trace of water left at all, as if it was printed on】

　　【What color is this? It feels quite advanced, a bit like ink painting]

　　【What is this painting? It's not as good as my painting...】

　　【Although I don’t know what she is painting, but just looking at the technique, I think it is awesome】

 Not long after, Meng Chuyuan’s drawing paper was covered with a layer of light dark green.

After laying out a large area of ​​background color, Meng Chuyuan began to mix other colors and add them on top.

 In less than an hour, Meng Chuyuan drew a landscape picture on the drawing paper.

There is a mountain stream in the center of the paper, with mountain peaks on both sides. The trees on the mountain are full of green, and the green lake reflects the shadow of the mountain, as well as the afterimage left by the sunlight passing through the gaps in the forest.

A small bamboo raft was sailing on the water, with a simple boatman wearing a straw hat standing on it, using only a piece of bamboo to punt the boat.

Finally, Meng Chuyuan modified some details on the painting, added a few water ripples in the lake water, and randomly added some white paint as highlights to make the lake surface look more realistic.

　　【Holy shit! Is this the painting done? ? As expected of a professional, it’s as fast as double speed]

　　【Although I watched the whole process in the live broadcast room, I still can't believe that this can be drawn without drafting】

  【His! This style of painting seems a bit familiar. I feel like I’ve seen it somewhere, but I can’t remember it.]    【I also think I’ve seen it somewhere... Does Sister Meng have other vests? 】

  【Oh Mo? Does my sister Meng have other vests? 】

 …

Meng Chuyuan just used his free time to practice, but it turned out to be a hot search without any warning.

Netizens took the screenshots from the live broadcast room and posted them everywhere on the Internet. Netizens with great skills started looking for a needle in a haystack, trying to find Meng Chuyuan's past historical works.

Some people even went to Meng Chuyuan's Weibo to send her private messages. Some asked her for cooperation, and some asked her if she was interested in accepting a peripheral manuscript... There were so many similar messages that Meng Chuyuan couldn't even read them.

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Qijia

 After the mother-son relationship between Qin Wanyu and Qi Zhen was exposed, she actually felt much more relaxed.

Even now facing Qi Yan, Qin Wanyu has become more relaxed.

Qi Yan has been unwilling to share the same channel with Qin Wanyu since the broadcast started in the morning. After lunch, she drove out without saying hello, so only Qi Zhen and Qin Wanyu appeared in the afternoon recording.

 It was approaching evening when Qi Yan arrived home.

 She saw Qin Wanyu as soon as she entered the door, and the two looked at each other awkwardly.

 About five minutes ago, Qi Zhen and Qin Wanyu were discussing dinner.

Qin Wanyu decided to cook a meal tonight. She planned to call Qi Yan later while cooking to ask her what she wanted to eat, but she came back early.

"Sister, what do you want to eat tonight?" Sensing that the atmosphere was a bit strange, Qi Zhen took the initiative to resolve the situation: "My mother said she wanted to cook."