Shock! I became the protagonist of a female-oriented novel.

But soon, Yu Ci began to have extreme doubts about his teaching ability.

Gu Qiushui looks very graceful, but her hand holding the pen... is anything but graceful.

Each time I make a stroke, because I press too hard, all the paint on the brush will fall onto the paper. Then, after finishing one stroke, I'll dip the brush in other colors and randomly press them down. The whole picture looks like a car crash scene.

"Sister Qiushui, stop for a moment. You can't be so heavy. Be gentler."

"Lift the pen up slowly, don't press it too low, or the ink will flow out..."

"Be gentler?" Gu Qiushui turned to look at her. "How can I be gentler?"

How can this feeling be described?

Yu Ci stood up abruptly, grabbed Gu Qiushui's hand from behind, and said, "Let me demonstrate."

At this moment, her mind is still only on painting.

The soft pen tip traces across the paper, leaving behind varying shades of color. "This is the pressure you need, take it slow."

"Sister Qiushui, you can try it yourself."

Gu Qiushui failed again.

Yu Ci felt somewhat helpless. Just as he was about to say something, he looked up and met Gu Qiushui's sharp eyes.

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He seemed to suddenly understand something, "I'll continue teaching you."

Teaching people to draw is magical; you can openly stick together, openly shake hands, openly ask questions, and openly break the rules.

One stroke at a time.

Around 3 a.m., the painting was finally finished.

"It's finished."

"It seems Teacher Yu is very skilled; she can teach beginners so well." Gu Qiushui bowed and put the paintbrush in her hand into the bucket of water.

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In fact, you could say that she painted 90% of this picture.

The reason her drawing is so ugly is because Gu Qiushui keeps moving around... making her hands shake.

"Sister Qiushui, please stop teasing me. The sun is getting overcast now. Let's go back to the square, or we won't have enough money."

"Okay, I'll do as you say."

Gu Qiushui, displaying maximum boyfriend-like protectiveness, picked up the easel, and the two began moving again.

In the center, the two of them set up an easel together. While Gu Qiushui was holding the paper, she suddenly poked Yu Ci's hand with a small brush that was dipped in someone's ink.

Yu Ci looked up at her in confusion.

She slightly raised the corner of her eye, smiled gently, and... turned off the microphone.

Then, pretending to ask a question, he approached Yu Ci and pointed to the painting on the easel, "It's very beautiful. Next time you go home, will you continue to teach me how to paint?"

Go home!?

The paintings... must have been more explicit than those of today.

Stop! Stop! Yu Ci patted his cheeks.

Actually, the two of them were just selling paintings all day, which should have been a very boring scene, but for some reason... the photographer felt that the two women were 'flirting' and 'quirky', which was quite interesting.

It's over.

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From around 3:30 to 5:00, the two of them received another group of guests.

Yu Ci was already a bit tired. Gu Qiushui contacted the main group again, and they said they would meet at the previous hotel at 6:30.

With so much free time... going back to the hotel seemed a bit boring.

Yu Ci stood in front of the easel, looked at the enchanting sunset and the countless ancient castles with pointed roofs, then looked at Gu Qiushui beside him and asked, "Sister Qiushui, is there still time? How about... I paint a picture for you?"

"Oh? You've been drawing all day, aren't you tired?"

Drawing other people is tiring, of course.

but--

"It's okay, it's a drawing of you, it's alright."

Against the backdrop of a red sunset and an ancient castle, with passersby and a square in the background, a person in a beige dress stands smiling between heaven and earth.

When I first put pen to paper, the tip lingered on the hem of my skirt for a long time.

So beautiful.

Chapter 72 Passerby: You drew your girlfriend! It's so beautiful!

This painting of Gu Qiushui was the slowest one that Yu Ci spent the entire afternoon working on.

The base layer is applied much more meticulously than others.

When painting, you have to be extra careful when mixing colors.

With a calm gaze, she looked up and began to write, and the drawing on the paper slowly took shape.

As I watched the colors on the paper increase and become more vibrant, I suddenly felt a little excited.

It was getting dark, but it didn't affect visibility. Yu Ci waved to Gu Qiushui, "Sister Qiushui! I'm done drawing!"

"Really?" Gu Qiushui laughed. "Let me see!"

The two girls stood arm in arm in front of the easel. Gu Qiushui looked at herself on the white paper and paused.

"Sister Qiushui, what do you think of my drawing?" Yu Ci's hand was actually a little sore from holding the paintbrush for so long, but this inexplicable feeling of wanting credit overcame the pain. She tilted her head back, her eyes sparkling, "Don't you think it looks great?"

Gu Qiushui was working out a whole bunch of words in her head.

Is it that it's pretty, exceptionally pretty, or even prettier than the real person, or—

But before she could speak, another voice came from behind her.

"It's beautiful! It's beautifully drawn!"

A French male voice with a heavy accent came from behind. Yu Ci pulled Gu Qiushui around and saw a blond, blue-eyed foreigner standing behind them, looking at the painting with great interest.

"Who are you?" Yu asked in French.

The newcomer laughed, and then—

Then he started babbling on and on in heavily accented French, and even though Yu Ci had studied French, he still felt completely unable to understand what he was saying!

"xxxx!!"

"Excuse me, sir, what are you saying?"

Foreign men can understand French, but while they can understand it, they are not good at speaking it, which is a major drawback. When Yu asked him what he was saying, he excitedly began to gesture!

"xxx!! xxx!!"

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Yu Ci could clearly sense that the person in front of him was speaking a different language.

"What is he saying?" Gu Qiushui asked as well.

Yu shook his head. "I don't know."

At that moment, the photographer raised his camera high.

Although he had no idea what was going on, seeing a group of people standing together made them look really impressive.

Seeing Yu Ci's blank expression, the foreign man sighed, then switched to his broken French, "xxx!!!"

You mean...my paintings are beautiful?

"Yes!"

It doesn't matter if you don't understand anything before this sentence.

When passersby complimented her on her looks, Yu Ci felt a surge of secret joy again. "Thank you for the compliment!"

"xxx!" After saying a few words to Yu Ci, the foreign man turned his gaze to Gu Qiushui.

His expression was quite strange as he looked at Gu Qiushui. After gesturing wildly for a while, he uttered a few strange sentences in French.

Around 6:10, the foreign man left. The two of them checked the time, then took their easels and today's earnings and went back to the hotel.

Yu Ci and Gu Qiushui were almost the last to arrive.

When the guests on the show saw the two of them carrying things in, they immediately got up and helped them carry them.

The one walking the fastest was Cheng Xu, who immediately blocked Gu Qiushui's path in three steps. "Let me take it!"

"No need, Teacher Cheng—"

"Let me do it. It's too tiring for a girl like you to carry this."

Gu Qiushui: Actually, it's only a few steps away...

They were ushered into the small living room with great pomp and circumstance. Cheng Xu led Gu Qiushui to sit down and then asked, "I see you brought an easel. Qiushui, can you paint?"

“It wasn’t Teacher Cheng.” Gu Qiushui shook her head with a smile, then pointed to Yu Ci on the side, “It wasn’t me who was drawing, it was Yu Ci.”

"Really?" It's Yu Ci again? How come every time he talks to Gu Qiushui, Gu Qiushui manages to steer the conversation towards Yu Ci?

More than ten times! More than ten times!

"Is this Yu Ci's easel? Girls these days are so weak, you actually need a senior to help you carry your easel?" Cheng Xu said this with a very calm expression.

However, the content of this statement is anything but peaceful.

Are all the younger generation so capable these days that they make their seniors carry things while they carry a bunch of papers themselves?

Just as Yu Ci was about to speak, Gu Qiushui stopped him, saying, "Teacher Cheng, you're wrong. When we went out to work today, Yu Ci was the only one busy there. I sat there almost all day."

"If we don't help carry an easel when we come back, we'll just be seen as extras on the show. Yu Ci, you agree, right?"

“No.” Yu Ci shook his head seriously. “Even if Qiu Shui is just standing to the side, she looks beautiful and is very eye-catching. She’s definitely not just there for show.”