“Yi Ji?”
“Why are you not included in the painting by the rules?”
Yi Ji’s calm voice continued to come, answering everyone’s doubts, “This is exactly what I want to tell you next.I found that [Juxian Wenhui] has changed into the work I just painted. This is a picture of flowers and birds. The painting of flowers and birds is actually a sudden inspiration for me to observe the lives of flowers and birds.”
Shen Xiaowei, who became an ink bird in the painting, said, “Is that the one you just said in the discussion?”
“That’s right.”Yi Ji said.
“You are not the only one who painted at the literary fair. Why is it your painting that triggered the rules of weird talk?”Hu Tong said.
Yi Ji said: “I already have some ideas on this, but further experiments are needed.”
Shen Buhuan is more concerned about breaking away from the rules. “What we look like in the painting now are all leaves, stones, birds and fish, and the things in the painting don’t move when we look outside the painting. How can you recognize us from the thousands of leaves and stones. We.”
“You underestimate Yi Ji too much.”It was Shen Xiaoyan who grabbed the words.
The teammates on the same team as Yi Ji know and feel Yi Ji’s talent best.
Yi Ji said: “Every leaf and stone is different. This painting is painted by me and condensed by my inspiration. I can find any difference.”
“Then let’s get started.”Shen Buhuan said.
“Don’t worry.”Yi Ji said.
Outside the painting, only Yi Ji was left on the second floor.
She picked up a cup of tea that had been cooled in her hand, and put her other hand into the teacup.
Said to the painting: “I just said, this painting is the product of my inspiration, and every stroke in it carries my inspiration.Now that you integrate yourself into the painting and become a member of the painting, it is equivalent to integrating into my inspiration. Can it be more direct and simple to understand and comprehend my inspiration in this way?”
The interrogative sentence was used, but Yi Ji’s expression was calm and determined.
Everyone in the painting was also shocked by her idea, and then after thinking about it carefully, they found that it was indeed the case.
On the spot, someone had an insight into themselves and the surrounding scenery.
The world in the painting began to be quiet.
At this time, Yi Ji counted the time, and then sprinkled the tea-stained fingers into the painting, and the drops of water were broken up by the spiritual power into a finer mist and fell into the painting.
It was just a few drops of water outside the painting, and the world in the painting turned into drizzle.
A few surprises from the Yeyou envoy let Yi Ji know what was going on in the painting.
She originally wanted to help her colleagues feel, but suddenly a flash of light flashed in her mind, looking at the scene of another world turning clouds and rain when she raised her hand, she couldn’t tell the feeling that she was only one step away from the edge of inspiration.