【Comprehensive Anime】Gender-swapped Tomie is a popular figure

Abe Haruaki understood Ekawakami's intention and quickly helped him sit down on a stool nearby.

Abe Haruaki looked at the sweat on Jiangchuan's forehead and wiped it carefully. When he turned to look at the painter who was still racking his brains over how to start, a hint of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.

He frowned and said in a cold voice: "Why haven't you finished the painting yet?"

The imperial painter was startled by the sudden question, his hands trembled, and he almost dropped ink on the canvas.

His heartbeat suddenly quickened, and he secretly complained in his heart. He quickly put down the brush in his hand, bowed his hands respectfully and apologized:

"Uh, sir, calm down, please give me some more time. Your Highness is so stunningly beautiful, so stunning that it can overwhelm a country and shame the moon and flowers. For a moment, I don't know how to start painting to show your elegance on the scroll. At present, this portrait is just beginning to take shape and needs to be carefully carved..."

After being blessed and channeled by spiritual power, Jiang Chuan Shang's originally pale face gradually regained some color, and he no longer looked so weak and powerless.

He listened quietly to the imperial painter's defense, his lips, which were originally as pink as peach blossoms, were now tightly pursed into a straight thin line.

He raised his chin slightly, and his eyes, as gentle as water, were now staring quietly at the royal painter. His gaze seemed light and casual, but in fact it was as heavy as if it contained a thousand pounds of power.

The imperial painter felt as if he was carrying a mountain on his back when being stared at by such a gaze. The pressure was so great that he even forgot to breathe and was almost unable to catch his breath.

He gripped the paintbrush nervously, his fingers turning slightly white from exerting too much force, and beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

As he washed his paintbrush tremblingly, he looked into the eyes of his boy.

Imperial Painter: How is the painting?

Boy: ...(silent for a moment, shaking his head), it’s missing the soul, it doesn’t look like it.

The hands of the imperial painter began to tremble, and the brush in his hand became uncontrollable, as if it would fall at any time.

He had to stop several times to clean the brush and try again, but the results were still unsatisfactory.

He looked back at the painting he had drawn. The figure on the picture had already taken shape, and the folds of clothes and the details of the hair were portrayed vividly and realistically.

Sadly, however, the person in the portrait has no face!

This is why the boy thinks they are not similar enough: the differences between people are often reflected through their faces and body shapes, and the face is undoubtedly the part that gives people the most intuitive feeling.

It is said that a person is nothing more than two eyes, a nose and a mouth. This sounds simple and can be summarized simply, but from the perspective of aesthetics, the human body structure is the most perfect art.

The beautiful models are naturally pleasing to the eye and highlight the techniques.

Without facial features, it is naturally difficult to identify the specific object; but if you say that there is no resemblance at all, it seems a bit far-fetched.

The boy knew very well that the imperial painter was one of the most outstanding painters in the country, and was particularly good at depicting portraits.

However, at this moment, this once skilled master was in trouble and could not outline the facial features of Princess Kawakami.

This is incredible! How could the painter not be able to draw Ji Jun's face? However, when the boy saw Ji Jun's face, he also felt that it was difficult to draw, because "he" was so beautiful, like an immortal, and ordinary things might really be impossible to draw.

The boy couldn't help but frown.

The imperial painter also frowned, staring anxiously at the blank canvas in front of him, thinking to himself: How can I paint the charm of Princess Kawakami?

He tried to recall Ji Jun's every smile, the look in his eyes, and his unique temperament, but these memories were as elusive as smoke, making them difficult for him to grasp.

When he looked up and saw the other person's face, which was still cold, pale and weak, the painter couldn't help feeling despair and helplessness.

Jiang Chuan Shang looked at his depressed and painful expression and realized something was wrong. He suddenly sighed softly and his eyes changed in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Chuan's face was still cold and pale, he just frowned slightly, and there was a barely perceptible contempt and disdain in his eyes.

"Sorry, artist. If you can't draw well, why don't you find another artist? Maybe someone else can draw better than you..."

Egawakami's tone was calm and gentle, but the irony contained in it made the imperial painter feel like he was falling into an ice cellar.

He opened his eyes wide and turned back in shock, unable to believe what he had just heard.

"No, no, please forgive me, I can finish it. Please give me some more time, just a little time!"

The painter pleaded hurriedly.

"......" Jiangchuankami did not say anything. He stood up with the help of Abe Haruaki and slowly walked to the painter to check his paintings.

Judging from the shape of the clothes, the imperial painter's painting skills are very superb, but he did not draw the face, so there is a blank there.

Jiang Chuan Shang raised his eyebrows, his expression even more unhappy, "Your drawing is terrible, are you kidding, painter?"

He lowered his eyes to look at the royal painter who was already kneeling on the ground. His extremely dark eyes were extremely cold against the backdrop of the teardrop mole. The look in his eyes was like looking at a stink bug, causing the royal painter to tremble all over.

"No, I'm not kidding, Your Highness. I just haven't had time to draw your face yet. Just give me some time and I will be able to finish it. Please!"

The painter's fingers were trembling, and he wanted to pull the clothes at Jiangchuankami's feet to continue begging, but Jiangchuankami dodged it easily.

Abe Haruaki next to him had eyes as calm as water, and his face also turned cold when he saw the complete appearance of the painting on the canvas.

"I heard that you are the best painter in our country, and your figure painting is superb, and the world praises you. Even His Majesty has summoned you to the palace. I didn't expect that your skills are not as high as the rumors say, and you made His Majesty stand for a long time. It is really disappointing that you have drawn such a picture."

The royal painter, whose self-confidence was hit again and again, continued to explain feebly, "No, I am the best painter. I can draw the face of the princess. Only I am the best. Just give me some time, just a little time..."

As he spoke, he got up from the ground and was about to continue painting, but he just couldn't put the pen down, not even a little bit.

He couldn't draw Kawakami-hime's face at all.

Jiang Chuan's eyes were more sarcastic, his voice was cold and clear, but the words he said were extremely arrogant.

"This painting without a face doesn't even show one-tenth of my appearance. Artist, your method of seeking fame and reputation is really low-level." He turned his head slightly and continued to look at Abe Haruaki with a sarcastic look, with a slight smile on his lips.

"I wonder if it would be better if I could leave my appearance on something tangible and preserve it forever. But I have consulted many painters, but they have never painted my true appearance."

"Is my face so difficult to draw, Qingming?"

As he spoke, he stroked the hair beside his ear in a worried manner.