Xi Minghui immediately very ungrateful ground snicker.

Now he really sympathizes with Yuhang. Yuhang has captured women's hearts since he was born. Before he went to school, his sisters, aunts and aunts liked to hold him. They thought he was very cute. After he went to primary school, he was even younger than those who were still running noses and big mothers who were cooking at school.

I don't know how many girls have been fighting for him as a little bride.

However, he finally met a really do not put him in the eye!

Yuhang follows her every day, and Jiang Xiao does business every day. Even his desk doesn't allow him to cross the boundary casually, even forbidding him to touch her.

Now I don't even want to keep him for dinner.

Yu Hang is silent again, looking at Jiang Xiao, "stingy."

"Well, that's it. After reading it, I'll try to send it back, "Jiang Xiao said," I'll tell you first. If you lose this painting, you'll pay for it at the agreed price. "

Of course, she had put her mind into the painting, so she only used it for ten days.

Jiang Songhai and Ge LiuTao see that Jiang Xiao doesn't seem to have the passion for Yuhang as they expected. They both feel relieved and leave the living room for them.

Yuhang and Xi Minghui are slowly unfolding the picture.

As soon as the picture was unfolded, they felt a mist coming with the wind, with a sense of coolness.

Both of them were stunned at the same time.

"Where is the mist?" Xi Minghui asked foolishly, and at the same time he wanted to put the painting away so as not to get wet.

But Yu Hang had already discovered the mystery. He was shocked and stared at the painting with disbelief.

Jiang Xiao's painting is continuous green mountains, near the peak, there is a waterfall flying down.

There is sunlight shining down, and it seems that the wind is blowing a piece of water mist, they are opposite the painting, it is the angle of the wind, so the water mist is floating to the face.

However, how can you have this extremely real feeling?

"My God!" Xi Minghui found out later and jumped back a step, shocked to look up at Jiang Xiao.

Jiang Xiao looks normal, as if their reaction is exaggerated.

"This, this, this, what's going on?" Xi Minghui was so surprised that he stuttered.

The scenery of this painting is very beautiful, the mountains and rivers are magnificent, the vision is wide, there are far and near, are beautiful. But nothing is as amazing as the real feeling of the waterfall.

The painting was spread out on the sofa. They stood here and looked. They could hear the sound of the waterfall falling three thousand feet in their ears.

What's more, if you look at it more, you can see the small rainbow formed by the water mist under the sunlight.

There is a feeling of relaxation.

The more you look, the more real.

Xi Minghui couldn't help but reach out to touch the waterfall. Even before touching the painting paper, he felt that he would touch the water.

But no, it's drawing paper.

"Yuhang Yuhang, you tell me, you feel the same way, don't you?" Xi Minghui couldn't help shouting.

Although he did not say clearly what he felt, Yuhang understood.

He was so shocked that he couldn't speak at all. He just nodded vigorously.

"Can painting really reach this level?" Xi Minghui blushed with excitement.

Yuhang nodded again.

Of course they can. They've seen it with their own eyes, haven't they?

But how did it happen?

Painting scene?

Can painting make people feel like they are in the scene?

Has Jiang Xiao's painting level reached such a level?

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