A glimmer of light appears on the horizon, and from far to near, the darkness gradually fades. The turbulent sea is a witness to this transformation.
Yang Lu kept drawing on the drawing board with a paintbrush. With Bai Mo's guidance in advance, she easily captured every detail of the sunrise on the sea level.
After a long time, when the morning sun illuminated the entire coast, Yang Lu took back his paintbrush.
This is a painting that is completely different from Bai Mo's style. Bai Mo pursues realism, while Yang Lu prefers fantasy.
The rising sun is beautiful, symbolizing a new day and a beautiful beginning, and Yang Lu fully embodies this meaning in the painting.
Although he stopped painting, Yang Lu's eyes still stayed on his painting.
Yang Lu couldn't help feeling that this was the most successful painting she had painted so far. Everything she wanted to express was presented in this painting, and all this was because of Bai Mo's guidance.
"Very good!" Bai Mo's voice sounded in Yang Lu's ears.
Yang Lu looked back and saw Bai Mo standing right behind her, staring at the painting on the drawing board. The distance between Bai Mo and Yang Lu was too close. After Yang Lu turned her head, her red lips were only a few feet away from Bai Mo's cheek. distance.
The burning feeling spread on Yang Lu's face, but unfortunately Bai Mo's eyes only saw the paintings on the drawing board, and he didn't care at all about Yang Lu who was about to kiss him.
Looking at Bai Mo's pure eyes, Yang Lu suddenly felt ashamed, and she quickly turned around.
"This should be your most successful painting, right?" Bai Mo said softly.
"Yes!" Yang Lu nodded slowly, "I feel that this painting is very complete and reflects everything I want to express."
"It's not complete." Bai Mo corrected, "It's perfect!"
"Tsk tsk tsk!" Bai Mo said with an afterthought expression on his face, "To be honest, I have actually studied various genres. For example, Feng Zhigang's hand-painting, I consider myself no worse than him. But in a genre like yours that adds beautiful fantasy , I don’t think I can compare to you.”
Yang Lu felt flattered. She looked back at Bai Mo again, but this time she distanced herself in advance. She wanted to see if Bai Mo was comforting her.
At the art exhibition, many people had seen Bai Mo's sunrise sketch. Everyone thought Bai Mo was a master, but this master was actually praising others at this moment.
What Yang Lu saw were serious and sincere eyes. Bai Mo finally moved his eyes away from the painting, and the two looked at each other.
"I'm not flattering you, I'm telling the truth." Bai Mo said, "If you continue on this path, you will definitely become a great painter in the future."
After saying that, Bai Mo turned around and came to his drawing board, pulled out the top piece of paper, and placed it vertically in front of Yang Lu.
"Hehe!" Bai Mo grinned, showing his white teeth, "When you become famous in the future, my painting should also become famous."
Bai Mo took out a painting, which also showed a sunrise, but there was also a girl painting the sunrise in his painting.
It turns out that Bai Mo was also painting just now. Yang Lu's material was the sunrise, while Bai Mo's material was her and the sunrise.
The Chaoyang and Yang Lu in the painting are both lifelike, and Yang Lu can even see her concentration on painting in the painting. This is the most amazing thing about Bai Mo. His paintings always give people a feeling of flowing. What flows is not only the scenery, not only the people, but also time!
Yang Lu smiled bitterly. No matter what Bai Mo said, the painting that Yang Lu considered to be the most perfect was completely vulnerable to Bai Mo's picture.
If placed in an art exhibition, Yang Lu's paintings are destined to become Bai Mo's best foil.
"Can you give me this painting?" Yang Lu asked.
"No!" Bai Mo quickly took the painting back and said proudly, "I still expected you to show off this painting after you become famous!"
At this moment, Bai Mo still maintained the relaxed state he had yesterday. He especially liked this feeling, the feeling of physical and mental pleasure.
However, maybe even Bai Mo doesn't know whether Teng Jie's therapeutic effect is still continuing, or whether another one has also brought the same therapeutic effect to Bai Mo.
"Get ready to evacuate!" Bai Mo said, "Find a place to have breakfast."
Bai Mo started to pack his tools, while Yang Lu was still sitting on the stone, looking at Bai Mo dreamingly.
Waves hit the beach from time to time, and a gust of sea breeze blows away Yang Lu's bangs.
Yang Lu pushed her bangs behind her ears, took a deep breath, "Bai Mo!"
Bai Mo, who was squatting to clean up his drawing board, turned to look at Yang Lu. Their eyes met. Bai Mo instantly realized what Yang Lu was going to say.
"Do you think I..." Yang Lu couldn't continue, not because of shyness, but because of timidity. She was afraid that if she really said it, she would never have the chance to paint with Bai Mo.
Bai Mo put down what he was holding, stood up and faced Yang Lu with a bright smile on his face, "I think you are perfect!"
Perfect is Bai Mo's favorite adjective. Although it is monotonous, it best expresses his point of view.
"It's just that I think you don't know me well enough." Bai Mo continued.
After hearing the three words "only", Yang Lu's heart went cold. What a classic turning word. She often used it in school to deal with the seniors and junior students who confessed to her. Unexpectedly, she was also called "only" today. .
Bai Mo explained, "If you think about it carefully, I am a realist and you are an abstract. There are big differences between us in terms of painting styles. Especially after seeing your paintings today, I feel This path of yours suits you very well, but I’m worried that I will affect your painting style.”
Bai Mo's tone was very pertinent, almost the same as the tone he used to teach Yang Lu just now, as if a teacher was giving advice to a student.
"I admit..." Bai Mo pursed his lips, "I like you very much!"
Hearing these four words, Yang Lu felt as if her heart had been hit hard. She looked at Bai Mo in fear, with the corners of her mouth raised slightly.
"But just because I like you, I think you should get to know me better." Bai Mo thought of the paintings in the basement of his home. He knew that Yang Lu also liked him, but what would Yang Lu do when she saw those paintings? What about attitude?
"I think I..." Yang Lu shook her head. She didn't know how to organize her words. She thought about being accepted or rejected by Bai Mo, but she never thought that Bai Mo would give such a reply.
She wanted to say that she felt she knew Bai Mo, but she didn't. The two of them had not known each other for a long time. She wanted to say that she could get to know Bai Mo slowly, but then she would have to follow Bai Mo's words and wait until she got to know Bai Mo before she could be with him.
Bai Mo came to Yang Lu, squatted down and looked at Yang Lu.
"Give us a little more time for each other, I have a secret, and I will tell you when I think it's appropriate." Bai Mo's tone was sincere, and his eyes were extremely formal, as if he was proposing, "I hope we can still be together by then." So perfect.”
secret?
Yang Lu's eyes were a little confused, but at this moment, she felt sober inside. It turned out that she really didn't understand Bai Mo.
"When is the right time? Will it take a long time?" Yang Lu asked.
Bai Mo shook his head: "No, I feel it will be very fast."
