“The drawing is... quite good?”
Shang Wu blinked, then patted Li Mo’s shoulder.
She didn’t understand art, but a quick glance showed it was indeed good.
“It’s good.”
Ying Bing nodded slightly, a hint of surprise in her eyes.
Without drawing the face, it was still clearly her.
This meant the control over Concept and charm had reached a profound level, imbued with divine essence.
“A trivial strength, not worth mentioning.”
Li Mo pursed his lips.
He wasn’t being humble; he just knew his limits.
This level of skill was the result of sixty years of his painstaking effort!
However.
Seeing Ying Bing’s gaze linger on the painting for a long time, her expression somewhat dazed.
Xiao Li’s heart suddenly didn’t ache as much anymore.
“Why didn’t you draw her face?”
Shang Wu pointed at the blank face of the girl in the painting.
Li Mo said helplessly:
“It’s my first time drawing a portrait. I wanted to draw a smiling expression.”
“Moreover, the composition of this painting is a brilliant summer scene. If the character doesn’t smile, it would ruin the overall Concept.”
“It’s just smiling...”
Shang Wu didn’t finish her sentence before she remembered.
She seemingly had never seen Ying Bing smile.
Li Mo also couldn’t quite recall.
In his memory, he rarely saw Ying Bing smile, as rare as the sun rising from the west.
Forget seeing her smile.
He couldn’t even imagine what Ice Cube would look like when she smiled.
“Little Ice, why don’t you... try smiling?”
Shang Wu coaxed.
Ying Bing’s delicate brows furrowed slightly. She lowered her gaze and pondered for a moment, looking a bit troubled.
However.
Who told her she owed Li Mo another favor?
Since she had agreed to be his model until the painting was finished.
Then she could only...
Ying Bing pulled up her jade-like lips, narrowed her eyes slightly, and tried hard to force a smile onto her cold, clear face.
“Heh...”
Beautiful?
Beautiful.
But...
“Hiss...”
Li Mo and Shang Wu leaned back slightly, both feeling a chill shoot straight to their heads.
This was a smile, but it was clearly a cold smile!
Pure and emotionless, like the bright moon looking down on all living beings, silently uttering two words:
“Ants.”
If he drew it like this, the painting would definitely be rated eighteen-plus.
Minors who saw it would directly develop psychological trauma.
“What to do...”
Li Mo pondered for a moment, then suddenly his two eyes looked towards the middle, becoming cross-eyed (refer to the profile picture of the little street-prowler for details), and he made a funny face.
“Pfft... Hahaha, are you silly?”
Shang Wu clutched her stomach, laughing so hard she swayed like a branch.
“?”
Ying Bing’s delicate brows furrowed even deeper, not understanding this bewildering behavior.
Li Mo helplessly returned his expression to normal and said seriously:
“It seems it’s time for me, the King of Jokes, to make my appearance!”
“Today, I will definitely make you laugh!”
The Autumn Water Pavilion Comedy Challenge begins!
First up, our beautiful Master, contestant Shang Wu.
Her face was serious, her ambition high, vowing to make Ice Cube laugh!
She started with a solemn expression.
“There was a little butterfly, she flew and flew, then suddenly she was too hungry to fly anymore... Hahaha... And then... and then.”
She hadn’t even finished the joke.
She herself was already laughing almost out of breath.
“And then... she fell into the mud and drowned in the mud, hahaha...”
Shang Wu clutched her stomach, laughing so hard she couldn’t breathe.
“?”
Li Mo and Ying Bing exchanged glances.
Is this funny?
Where is this funny?
“So, Master, what’s the punchline of your joke?” Li Mo asked.
“Starved to death, mud butterfly (Shaanxi dialect pun),” Shang Wu said, wiping away tears.
Li Mo: “...”
What a terrible pun.
Due to contestant Shang Wu using a pun, points were deducted, and judges Xiao Li and Ice Cube unanimously decided to disqualify her from the competition.
Alright.
Mainly, Master’s terrible sense of humor, if the joke was any longer, she would have laughed herself to death before finishing it.
Next up, contestant number two, Xiao Li!
Li Mo decided to use his ultimate secret weapon:
“There’s a person whose farts are especially loud. Guess why?”
“Why?”
Shang Wu shook her head.
Li Mo: “Because he wears bell-bottoms.”
“Hahahahaha...”
“Hmm?”
Ying Bing tilted her head, looking at Shang Wu, who was doubled over with laughter, not quite understanding.
Is that funny?
“She’s not laughing at this?”
Xiao Li’s competitive spirit was aroused.
He just wouldn’t believe it!
...
Half an hour later.
Xiao Li’s face was full of self-doubt.
The beautiful Master was almost getting abs from laughing, exclaiming she couldn’t take it anymore.
But the {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} little question marks on Ice Cube’s head were growing more and more numerous.
Li Mo’s throat was dry, and he had lost confidence.
He deeply suspected that Ice Cube simply had no sense of humor.
“I was really foolish, truly.”
“Sigh, give up, Little Ice might just be naturally disinclined to smile. Baby Disciple, your jokes are really amazing already.”
Shang Wu caught her breath and also shook her head.
“Sigh, how can I make her laugh?”
Li Mo racked his brains, poking the corner of his mouth with a brush.
Perhaps he was too focused on thinking of jokes.
He didn’t even notice that he was holding the brush upside down, and the ink-stained end left several smudges on his handsome face.
“Pfft...”
“Master, don’t laugh at me.”
Li Mo irritably wiped the corner of his mouth, but the ink smudged, making his face look like Black Cat Detective’s.
“It’s not me.”
Shang Wu shook her head in confusion.
Oh, right.
That soft chuckle came again, but Master was clearly talking to him.
“Hmm?”
Li Mo was startled, turning to look.
There was still a sliver of afterglow from the setting sun, struggling not to sink into the west. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓
This afterglow happened to shine on the girl, making her ice-mirror-like eyes a mix of light and dark.
The strands of hair carried by the gentle evening breeze blurred her face and her slightly upturned lips.
But the reflection of the novice painter in her eyes was so clear.
Li Mo suddenly felt time stop, as if time had frozen.
A world-famous painting, right before him at this moment.
“What are you drawing? Don’t just stand there.” ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
Shang Wu patted his shoulder.
“Oh, oh.”
Li Mo quickly snapped back to reality.
He concentrated, picked up his brush, and adorned the blank face of the girl on the scroll with a clear and enchanting smile.
For some reason.
As these few strokes fell, he felt his mind clear, and a sense of exhaustion washed over him.
“Is it done? Is it done?”
Shang Wu leaned her head over.
“This... is me?”
Ying Bing also stared intently.
The girl in the painting made her feel both strange and familiar.
Because even she herself couldn’t remember what she looked like when she smiled.
However.
Under Li Mo’s brush, with just a few strokes, a divine charm was naturally formed.
Coldness and brilliance were perfectly blended together by those few strokes.
This smile was like an eternity, vivid and lifelike, as if another her stood quietly before her.
She met its gaze under the moonlight, and an inexplicable emotion spread in her heart.
Rustle—
The evening breeze blew, and the leaves rustled as the wind blew them.