Of course, after coming out of the tailor shop, Alvin and Onian suddenly came into the spotlight again. However, at this time, the two people's mentality was much more peaceful than before. Sometimes, when they change their outfits, their whole mood will also change.
Everyone was curious about what this pair of young people were going to do. Only when Alvin moved an easel to the middle of the cross street of the town did everyone understand what was going on.
Anyway, these two are not the kind of people who can't tolerate each other. O'Ni'an has been used to being admired by the people since she was a child. The number of onlookers is nothing to her. Of course, the prerequisite is to dress appropriately. As for Alvin, he was born with a thick-skinned trait unique to artists, so naturally he didn't care that much about how many pairs of eyes around him were staring at him. So the two people sat down on the folding wooden chairs generously, and one began to draw a portrait of the other.
Alvin's charcoal sketches already fully demonstrate his unique talent. Unlike ordinary painters, he did not pay attention to precise shapes. After the rough proportions were determined, he began to depict Onian's facial features with heavy colors. It seems that in his paintings, the pair of golden eyes can speak, the delicate nose is breathing, and the small mouth that is smiling but not smiling, and the teasing that can't be suppressed are all clearly depicted, and like the face The outlines and outlines are all described in a very brief stroke, and the primary and secondary aspects of the picture are clearly spread out.
After a while, a vivid soul appeared on the paper.
This is the unique thing about Alvin. The picture he wants is not what the public calls "image", but "realistic", which includes both spirit and form.
When Alvin was concentrating on his creation just now, everyone watched quietly and even spoke very quietly for fear of disturbing Alvin.
When Alvin put down the charcoal in his hand, got down from the chair, and took two steps back to look at his work, everyone started to comment on it.
Onian also walked over to take a look, and her eyes really lit up. Even though it was not the first time that she was amazed by Alvin's talent. People like Onian, who have been accustomed to seeing the works of various top palace painters since childhood, can naturally see Alvin's uniqueness at a glance. After seeing Alvin's random drawings in the jungle yesterday, she felt that he had outstanding talent. When she saw the sketch in front of her, she suddenly realized that Alvin's greatest talent was to capture people's souls.
"Young man, are you selling this painting?" A businessman walked out of the crowd. The gaudy, tasteless wool cloak he wore betrayed his identity without mercy.
Alvin laughed and glanced at Onian, who looked at the businessman, meaning he wanted to hear his bid.
"I'll pay you twenty rupees." Judging from the businessman's tone, he must have felt that he was very generous. This is indeed the case. Generally speaking, if you can sell one or two runies for a roadside sketch, it is already pretty good. After all, Alvin didn't look like a well-known painter. Judging from his shabby appearance just now, he sounded like a wandering artist.
"I'll give you thirty." At this time, another voice came out from the crowd. The person who walked out was a man who looked like the leader of a mercenary group. The armor on his body looked like high-quality goods. After the mercenary walked out of the crowd, he glanced at Onian with embarrassment, and then looked elsewhere.
"I'll pay forty!" The businessman was obviously dissatisfied with someone bidding against him, and the other person was just a mercenary. Although this mercenary seems to have a lot of money, in the eyes of the businessman, it may not be enough.
The businessman glared at the mercenary, his arrogant eyes filled with disdain.
But the mercenary didn't seem to notice it and didn't care at all. He rested his head on his two palms and peeked at Onian from time to time. Maybe he knew in his heart that he couldn't compete with the businessman, and the purpose of his bidding was just to show his face in front of Onian.
"We give out fifty!" At this time, a young man staggered out of the crowd, one hand still raised high.
"We offer fifty." The young man walked up to Onian and emphasized again with his head lowered. At this time, his cheeks were as red as a boiled tomato.
"Hey, why are you, a Universalist missionary, buying a portrait of a girl?" Someone in the crowd laughed and joked.
The coarse linen robe on the young man is quite eye-catching, and you can tell at a glance that it is the robe of the Universal Church.
"Yes, is it possible that your universal god guided you to do this? Or is it that your universal god has taken a fancy to this girl and wants to choose her to be a saint?"
"I've heard that one of the precepts of the Universalist Church is to 'abstain from delusional desires'. You missionaries are so upright and don't take the church's precepts seriously, so why do you usually say so nice things? Isn't that just a lie? Are you lying to us people?"
There were more and more joking voices from the crowd.
Obviously the businessman was very happy to see this. He shouldn't be too happy if someone denounced his competitors on his behalf.
This ecumenical missionary was only sixteen or seventeen years old. He was a very thin-faced child. He probably had never experienced such a scene in the past. He kept his head down, face flushed, biting his lower lip, and responded with silence. The malicious ridicule of the crowd.
Onian originally just wanted to tease the wealthy businessman, but she didn't expect things to develop like this. Even if she and Alvin were short of money, she couldn't really sell the painting Alvin painted for her, not to mention it was just for a few dozen rupees.
Even so, she did not directly reject the young missionary in front of her, but looked at him with interest. There are still many freckles on the childish face, and the clear pupils are full of innocence. Looking at his stubborn expression when he was at a loss, Onian found it very interesting.
The missionary was so panicked by O'Nian that his chin almost touched his chest.
In the crowd, an elder also wearing a linen robe looked at the young people he sent out indifferently, without any intention of coming to the rescue.
"This painting is for my wife. I have no idea of selling it for the time being." Alvin walked to the young missionary's side and said with a smile.
The "freckles" missionary immediately bowed and apologized sheepishly.
Hearing that Alvin was unwilling to sell the painting, the crowd couldn't help but let out a sigh of regret. The merchant originally wanted to endure the pain and increase the price, but after hearing what Alvin said, he had no choice but to give up. The mercenary leader smiled politely at Alvin, indicating that his behavior just now was a bit abrupt, and then retreated into the crowd.
Now everyone knew about the relationship between Alvin and Onian. They thought they were lovers, but they turned out to be husband and wife.
Of course, the reason why Alvin said this was to prevent these teasing of Onian in front of him.
O'Nian saw this and felt funny in her heart. She was naturally very clear about Alvin's intention when he said this, and then looked at him with provocative and helpless eyes, saying that it was not her fault that she attracted attention. , you can’t cover your face with a veil, right?
Alvin was furious.
"Although this painting is not for sale, I can paint portraits for everyone present." Alvin turned around and said to the people watching, "If you are interested, you can sit down and pay five rupees a picture."
"Really?" A noble lady walked out from the crowd and sat down on the chair where Onian was sitting just now. Her frivolous willow-leaf eyebrows arched into a crescent moon, and her eyes were full of curiosity about Alvin. It was obvious that this woman had been observing him for a while, waiting for him to say this. The noble lady came to Bellamar to purchase some smart cat slaves. After several days of selection, she still couldn't make a choice. She originally planned to go home today, but she happened to see Alvin coming in from outside the town. She fell in love with him at first sight, and then I had been lingering in front of the tailor shop for a long time, and now I had waited for this opportunity.
Alvin smiled and nodded at the noble lady, then looked back at Onian.
Onian's eyes responded with two words - "please".
This was considered as winning the lady's heart. She had the opportunity to take a closer look at Alvin's appearance openly and openly.
After Alvin put away the painting, put it into the painting tube, and sat down, he realized that the lady's eyes were very restless. Although the man was sitting there, the explicit provocation in his eyes really made Alvin feel hairy all over.
Alvin was unusually serious at this time, as if he didn't see anything, he was focused on his paper and pen.
At this moment, the sound of the lute came from outside the crowd. The bard with a deep voice pushed aside the crowd and walked directly in front of Onian.
I only heard him singing with deep feeling:
Ah, beautiful girl
Your eyes are like the sun shining on the earth
Your eyes light up the night sky like stars
What a great Creator it is that can portray you so exquisitely
Compared with you, all living things seem so rough and random.
Your every frown and every smile is the result of his careful craftsmanship
How can I use these humble words to describe the beauty of your face?
Oh, how angry I am, how resentful I am
Angry at this fate
Resent the passage of time
Ah, beautiful girl
Your presence makes my previous life seem meaningless
But I should also feel joy in time
Be happy with the ups and downs of this life
Probably nothing better than meeting you
A more magnificent joy, right?
. . .
The bard knelt down on one knee even more exaggeratedly as he sang, talking about the piano while looking up at Onian.
Now the crowd's excitement for watching the excitement is rising again. After all, Onian's "husband" is still here.
But Alvin didn't worry about anything at all. He was still concentrating on painting, enjoying the lady's "eyebrows" and didn't even have the time to turn around and look at the bard. He knew that Onian had been accustomed to watching bards' performances since he was a child, and he thought that the bards who could be invited to the palace must be much better than the one in front of him. Besides, the wording was a bit too rough and might not suit her taste, so he wasn't worried at all.
As he expected, Onian seemed to have no interest in the bard kneeling in front of her. She even yawned while listening to the rough lyrics, but she still kept a polite smile on her face.
The bard who was half kneeling on the ground finished singing a song, but before he could recite the disgusting words, Onian snatched the lute from his hand.
Then the next scene that left Alvin stunned appeared.
Onian actually walked towards him while playing the piano. He didn't even know that she could play this kind of instrument.
Especially in her current outfit, she was a lovely country girl, and the way she played the piano, not to mention how brisk and interesting she was, really made Alvin fascinated this time.
And the piano music, which was light and lingering, actually contained a hint of distant homesickness, which really touched Alvin's heart.
Indeed, she is the only one who understands him now, and he understands her.
