Doted by My Seven Brothers novel Chapter 108

Chapter 108 Seaside

Adam was eager to have a try when he noticed that Louis was particularly charming when surfing. However, he never learned to surf.

Besides, he was not allowed to take the risk. It was better for him to stay with the swim ring at such a young age.

Adam was hit in dispirited and looked at Louis's surfboard greedily. He could not grow up fast enough!

Martin and Marcus could also surf. Three of them on the surfboard showed off kinds of fancy tricks. Nancy took several photos with her mobile phone, looking at them with shining eyes.

"It is amazing", she thought, "Such outstanding people are my brother!"

The little girl proudly looked at her brothers and smiled brightly.

She felt fortunate to be part of the Brook family.

Ivan sat cross-legged on the beach with brushes and paints beside him. He held the drawing board with one hand and drew a few strokes outlining the scene of surfing at sea. The faces were blurry, but actions were presented vividly.

Unlike the delicate brushstrokes in the past, this time, his paintings were bolder in color and stronger in impact, making people feel intense as well as open-minded.

When Nancy finished watching the surfing performance and ran over, Ivan's oil painting was only half-done. But it was also fantastic.

The young man sat quietly and drew his picture on the beach. He had fair and delicate skin, sparkling in the sunshine, a kind of sanctity.

Not disturbing her cousin, Nancy walked over quietly and obediently behind him. She carefully stared at Ivan's painting. The highly emotional painting gradually came into shape.

Ivan was immersed in his own world, isolated from other interference. He held a paintbrush drawing on the paper and concentrated on nothing else but his painting.

Although Nancy was unschooled in paintings, she could feel that this work differed from what she saw in his studio before. However, she couldn't tell the difference.

The three surfers came out of the sea with wet hair. Martin put a dry towel over his head while Louis slid his hand back from his forehead and shacked off the water droplets.

Marcus looked very cold and indifferent, with his mouth in a grim line. But his wet short black hair on the forehead made him more tender and look younger.

"What are you doing?"

Louis walked over with a surfboard in one hand.

Nancy hurriedly put her index finger on her lips and shushed him, speaking quietly.

"Cousin Ivan is painting."

Louis raised his eyebrows and smiled. He walked a few steps to the back of Ivan and found that this guy seemed to be immersed in his own world, even not realizing that they had gone ashore.

He had heard of Ivan's reputation as a genius painter, but he had never seen it before.

One reason was that Louis was not familiar with him, and another was that he didn't like these artistic things. Though he had seen some famous paintings on the Internet before, he couldn't appreciate those abstract paintings anyway.

But when he stood behind Ivan looking at his painting, Louis was amazed by the art which he used to be unable to understand for the first time.

The blue sea and blue sky seemed to be endless. Three tiny humans were 'conquering' the ocean on the high waves.

With just a painting, Ivan made people feel like they were in the scene to confront the nervous but refreshing stimulation.

"Excellent!."

Looking at Ivan's painting, Louis murmured.

Previously, he found Ivan weak and childish, regarding him as an "innocent idiot", but now he surveyed this person seriously for the first time: although Ivan looked unmanly, he did have a pair of magical hands and a talented brain.

Otherwise, how could he remember so much and draw the scene perfectly?

Were all painters' brains so awesome?

"He was indeed a genius painter."

Martin was also amazed in admiration.