Imperial CEO's Overbearing Love-Chapter 1025

Muqi skillfully opened his painting tools. From her technique, she didn't look like a novice.

"Put on airs."

"You'll have it. Muqi is gentle and lovely. It's disgusting to slander people behind your back."

"Look, if she can draw, I'll..."

Before she finished, Muqi began to draw. She did not use the conventional composition.

Everyone has their own habits. For example, Muqi has her own ideas and habits since she started painting.

Her growth path is different from other students, most of them are under the guidance of the teacher, with a set of fixed painting mode.

When Mu Qi's writing technique is different from others, she is ridiculed by a lot of people.

"Look, I said she was a novice and couldn't draw at all."

"How can anyone start to compose a picture like this, Mu Qi, how did you get into school?"

She didn't have to explain to the other people why Mu te didn't give her a brush.

But she also knows that other people need to take an exam when they come in. She came without an exam. It should be mu Chen's means.

At the moment, when people asked her, she was a little nervous. She would not have hidden her mind.

The speaker is a good-looking girl Zhou Yao, who is also picked up by her.

In China, Zhou Yao's family was good, and her grades were good. She was used to being picked up by people. Before, she was the focus.

Here, all the focus is attracted by Muqi. In the past, both boys and girls are talking about Muqi. She has become a person with no sense of existence.

Generally, this kind of girl's mentality is very bad, trying to find fault to prove Mu Qi's unbearable.

It is just that Mu Qi's soft and soft character breeds her pride, and Zhou Yao, who has a high profile, is more arrogant.

"Look at her so flustered appearance, a look is not to go to the regular channel to enter school, should let a person check well."

"I..." Muqi is not good at telling lies. He can only shut up when he encounters such a thing.

"What's the noise? It's time to draw." John looked at his watch. "Class, don't you know?"

Zhou Yao pointed to Mu Qi, "teacher, I suspect that she didn't come in through regular channels. She should let the school check."

"Teacher, I..."

John taught Muqi how to be an opponent of this kind of person, knowing her character.

He raised his hand and motioned Muqi not to explain. It was easy to tell the truth with Muqi's character.

"It's not something you should worry about. It's class time."

"Teacher, it's not fair. A person who can't draw at all is with us.

Then we worked hard for so many years, and prepared for the college entrance examination, and finally entered the University.

Isn't it unfair to us if some people get in for nothing? "

John is a little upset. This troubled schoolgirl really doesn't know what to do.

In fact, there are some special places for each school. For example, some entrepreneurs have made major donations to the school. Basically, their children can go to special schools.

Mu Chen spent a lot of money to send Muqi in. Unexpectedly, Muqi was too outspoken and attracted other people's attention so quickly.

After all, who cares about things like how to get into school? There are so many people in the whole grade. There are not so many people who are so annoying.

This week Yao is just deliberately provocative. Who knows, he really criticizes Mu Qi's admission methods by mistake.

John did not ask also know how mu Chen sent Mu Qi in. He caught a loophole in Zhou Yao's dialect.

"You said she couldn't draw?"

"You see, she doesn't look like a painter at all." Zhou Yao has a firm face.

"I can draw, really..." Mu Qi replied cautiously.

"If you can draw, I'll jump off the lake from here." Zhou Yao looked scornful.

Muqi shook his head, "it's autumn, you will be cold in the water."

"Don't be so pretentious. You can't draw it!" Zhou Yao was aggressive.

"In that case, I'll draw it." Muqi doesn't quarrel much. What she cares about is that others say she can't draw.

Mu Qi sat down again, ignoring Zhou Yao.

John also scattered the students. "Well, let's get ready. Today's painting is very important to you."

Although everyone sat back to their own position, but a pair of eyes or tightly staring at Mu Qi's painting.

Muqi was not affected by her, just like sketching at home. She had painted tens of thousands of different roses, and her mastery of color, light and shadow was better than that of some so-called masters.

When she was very young, she had an art exhibition, some of which were sold for millions of dollars.

The people who bought her paintings didn't know the age of the painter. She was so good at that time, let alone now.Zhou Yao laughs at her inability to draw, just as she mocks Beethoven for not playing the piano.

The reason why Mu Qi's composition is different from that of ordinary people is that they still stay in the rigid painting style of students.

However, Mu Qi has not been assigned any frame painting for her from the beginning. She has her own ideas and her own painting methods, which are not learned by ordinary people.

At first, we didn't think there was anything special about her, but many people had already noticed that her color was very bold.

For example, some colors need to be debugged back and forth on the palette. Muqi almost stirred it for a few times and started coloring.

The layman thinks that she is a novice and can't. only those who have a strong painting level will find that she knows her heart clearly and controls the color to the point that others can't understand.

No, she doesn't know how to draw, but she can draw too well! This group of students can't match their painting skills.

In less than three minutes, the picture has begun to take shape, and she draws very fast, without stopping at all.

Painting is not a matter of no brain, on the contrary, you need a perfect combination of brain and hand to draw a good picture.

For some masters, they don't need to pause and think. They have a plan before they start. Muqi belongs to this level.

Ten minutes later, no one dared to look down upon Mu Qi. Even Yang Mei did not expect that this charming lady would be so powerful.

She's totally different from them, far above everyone else.

Zhou Yao murmured: "no, it's impossible. How could she It's so powerful. "

If they had not seen Mu Qi's paintings on the spot, they would not have believed that such paintings were created by a freshman.

"Good, good!"

How did they know that during that time when they could only stay in the castle to paint, Mu Chen had to go on a business trip without her parents.

The only thing that can make Muqi amuse and kill time is painting. She integrates all her emotions into her paintings. 𝐟𝐫𝗲𝙚ｗ𝚎𝐛𝙣𝐨𝙫𝘦𝗹.c૦m

Others learn painting are mixed with some miscellaneous ideas, some for the college entrance examination, some for the future career.

Only she is different, she really loves, so what she draws has soul.

Muqi quickly finished a painting, which was the landscape in front of him.

In her works, the swans fluttering their wings, the ripples on the surface of the lake, and the water plants dancing by the lake.

If you look at a picture more often, it seems that a swan is going to fly out of the picture. The lines of water waves are so clear that you can't tell whether it is a painting or a landscape.

The point is that such a high-quality painting only takes a very short time, which is beyond doubt.

John didn't see Muqi for a long time. The boy's style finally changed.

In the past, although her paintings were also very powerful, each one made people feel some gloomy color, which blocked people's heart.

This painting is different. Everywhere it shows the breath of life and vitality, which makes people feel comfortable.

It shows that Muqi's mood has changed too much, and she has completely stepped out of the cage of heart disease.

As her teacher, she was also happy to see such a painting. Her little seven is no longer the melancholy girl in the past.

She came out of the golden cage and began to sing with the other birds.

It's really nice that Mu Qi's whole body is emitting a aura of light.

Yang Mei clapped her hands and said, "don't you say Xiao Qi can't draw? Keep your dog's eyes open. What's this? I bet no one in the audience can surpass her painting! "