Chapter 745: Sketching from Life
But Fu Mubai's painting speed was very fast, and he felt that every frame of the picture in front of him had been firmly imprinted in her heart. She didn't even have to look up and look at her again when writing. She just needed to directly describe what she thoughts and thoughts in her heart step by step. The boys have only seen such skillful painting skills in his teachers!
The shocked boy was looking at Fu Mubai in shock at this moment.
What is the origin of this girl?!
Could it be that she was not the junior he had imagined before, or a teacher from the Academy of Fine Arts?!
But the teachers of the Academy of Fine Arts shouldn’t be so young, right?
No, no, this is no longer just young, this is simply too young!
Fu Mubai didn't notice the boy's mood changes at this moment.
Or, even if she noticed it, she didn't care at all.
Fu Mubai's paintings also attracted the attention of many people who were leisurely and fun in the square.
Fu Mubai's external image is still very good, and the street sketching operation is easier to attract attention. So when the combination of these two, everyone is curious about what the paintings she draws will look like for a young and beautiful girl?
Soon, many people came around Fu Mubai.
Like the boys who borrowed the drawing board, everyone was shocked by Fu Mubai's quick and accurate sketching.
For a moment, there was a lot of discussion around.
With such movements, even those who did not come over subconsciously looked at this side.
After being watched by so many gazes, Fu Mubai was not worried but happy.
This is what she wants!
The more people notice her, the more people will regard her as an ordinary student who is really sketching, and will not think in other directions.
Of course, the people Fu Mubai is not concerned about too much, of course, are not the people in the square.
Her goal was only one from beginning to end, that was the Gu master who started Bai Jinze!
I'm afraid that the Gu Master would never imagine that he was discovered by someone, but the man also followed the clues and came to the door!
What he would not have thought was that Fu Mubai, who was determined to catch him, not only did not carefully hide his traces, but instead did the opposite and made such a big noise!
After all, no hunter will leave himself in full view.
What Fu Mubai wanted was what the other party could not imagine!
Taking advantage of the opportunity of sketching, Fu Mubai looked up at the scene in front of him from time to time, and her eyes also glanced at everyone in the crowd.
Everyone thought she was painting and wanted to draw the characters in front of her more detailed and realistic, but no one would have thought that Fu Mubai was actually looking at everyone's breath in secret, trying to find out where the Gu Master was!
Suddenly, the pen in Fu Mubai's hand paused.
But the next moment, the pen in her hand moved again, as if the pause had not happened at all.
In fact, the onlookers who were around her did not notice it.
First of all, Fu Mubai's pause was short and it was not easy to be noticed.
Secondly, even if someone really noticed it, everyone would only think that she was considering where to start the next painting, and would not think of other places at all.
Fu Mubai lowered his eyelids, but he said in his heart: Found it!
A big rock fell to the ground in her heart.
The next moment, Fu Mubai raised his head again and glanced at the middle-aged man sitting by the fountain and hitting the laptop on his thigh constantly.
The man was wearing a shirt and suit and a pair of black-framed glasses, and looked like an ordinary working person.
When people see him like this, they usually subconsciously think that he is waiting for someone or completing some work.
However, because he lowered his head and was covered by glasses, it was difficult for others to see clearly what he looked like, and would not even leave any impression of him in his heart.
The outline of this man gradually appeared in Fu Mubai's writing.
However, she had just drawn two strokes, and the other party seemed to notice something and raised his head suddenly!
It just so happened that Fu Mubai was looking at him again, and the eyes of the two suddenly met.
For a moment, the atmosphere seemed to become a little solidified, and the pen on Fu Mubai's hand no longer had any movement.
She finally saw the other person's appearance clearly.
This is really an ordinary face, and it is the kind of appearance that is difficult to find even if you are thrown into the crowd.
The other party looked at Fu Mubai and frowned.
Just as Fu Mubai was wondering whether this person would come directly, the onlookers standing behind her couldn't wait and urged:
"Girl, you should continue drawing!"
"That's right, little girl, how good you have painted it, why don't you draw it all the time?"
"Oh, this is someone who has been discovered by painting, right? Girl who is fine, you can continue painting yours and no one will get angry!"
"Yes! Look how beautiful your drawing is, I wish you could draw it for me. How could someone get angry about such a small thing?"
The impatient old man shouted directly at the middle-aged man: "Little brother, the girl is sketching, it's just right, so I'll draw you in. This is nothing, you probably won't mind, right? It's okay if you mind, the little girl has just drawn you two strokes, and she hasn't even drawn a face yet!"
Fu Mubai: "..."
Little...little brother?!
I'm afraid that it was the first time that the other party was called like that?!
The middle-aged man looked at the situation around Fu Mubai and understood what the other party was doing.
He stood up without saying a word, obviously planning to pack up and leave.
No one expected that things would develop like this, and they immediately talked:
"No, you're really angry?"
"Why is a big man so stingy?"
"It's okay... didn't they say anything?"
"This man has a bit of a weird temper... Someone gives free paintings. What a great thing! Others can't even look forward to it. He was so sad that he left like that!"
There were also the onlookers who didn't care about this at all urged Fu Mubai and said, "Miss, it's okay. You can continue to draw yours and wipe the two strokes just now! You're so well drawn, we all like to see the paintings you painted!"
Fu Mubai put down his pen and thanked everyone with a smile, but squeezed out of the crowd and hurriedly ran towards the direction where the middle-aged man was.
Everyone: "????"
No, I won’t draw it now?
Chapter completed!