arer, Zhong Yu basically stopped speaking, and just looked attentively, accompanied by gasps from time to time.

“Swish, swish, swish.”
Because people paid for it, Lin Yuan painted very seriously, his wrists shaking rapidly, even some details were not missed, and he handled them very well. At the same time, his painting speed was much faster than ordinary people.
At this time.
Behind Lin Yuan, a member of the club passed by. He just casually glanced at Lin Yuan’s drawing board and couldn’t take his eyes away. He opened his mouth slightly, then stood back and started looking.
Then a new member passed by.
After taking another look at Lin Yuan’s drawing board, the man decisively put down what he was doing and stood silently watching with a shocked expression.
More and more club members gathered within a 180-degree range around Lin Yuan. Everyone stared at Lin Yuan who was drawing quickly with wide eyes, and even subconsciously held their breath.
Lin Yuan was so immersed in painting that he didn’t notice the movement around him. It wasn’t until he completely finished copying that he realized that he was surrounded by a crowd of people. It was estimated that there were more than twenty people, and some people even just Can be pushed to the periphery.
“Who is this great god?”
“This is too similar!”
“Is this the new master of our painting club? Moreover, he is still a student. His level is too scary. He always feels like he is on the same level as our class teacher!”
As Lin Yuan finished painting, a series of exclamations finally came from around him. Zhong Yu, who was sitting next to Lin Yuan, finally felt that something was wrong. He quickly got up and chased people away: “Are you all done? What are you doing here? Well!”
No one wants to leave.
Although Zhong Yu is a senior member of the painting club, there are people in the painting club who are more senior than Zhong Yu. Zhong Yu can’t catch up at all. Everyone is still staring at Lin Yuan’s paintings, and some people even try to squeeze in to the front to talk to Lin Yuan. greet.
“What are you doing?”
At this moment, a voice came from behind, and everyone finally stopped pushing and looked at the person behind them, with expressions of either awe or nervousness:
“vice president”
The vice-president of the painting club is called Shen Liang. He usually paints in the single room next door. Occasionally when he gets tired from painting, he comes out for a walk. But this time when he came out, he saw a group of people gathered together.
This happens often in painting clubs.
As long as there is a master painting in the hall, there will be many club members around to watch. I hope that I can learn some skills through close observation. But the problem is that none of the masters of the painting club are here today, so what are these people doing together?
So he came over.
/The people around him made way.
Shen Liang saw Lin Yuan’s painting at a glance, and his eyes widened for a moment. It wasn’t u