Heavenly Star

All over the place is the sound of admiration, all over the ear. Though Lin Xiao's face is calm, there is still a little color between the eyebrows. He had no reservations and did his best to do so. The simpler it is, the more it tests and embodies a person's painting skills.

Dragonfly nodded constantly and asked, “Ye Jia Wuchen, what do you think of this painting? ”

The scene calmed down and his eyes focused on him, waiting for his words of "gambling downwind”.

Ye Wuchen glanced at the "fresh water lakeside" and said: “Not bad... but if Lord Lin only had this level, I wouldn't be ashamed to compare it. ”

This madness came out to the extreme, stunned the scene, even the dragonfly face for quite a while stunned, the voices of the people were confused again, the sarcastic had it, the disdainful had it, the sneer had it, but no one set their expectations. In their thoughts, Ye Wuchen is undoubtedly defending his face with arrogance and pretense. One Bachelor dressed up even stood up and shouted, "How dare you insult such an amazing work!! ”

Ye Wuchen glanced at the person and said: "If this painting is a so-called amazing work in your eyes, it can only mean that you have not seen a really good painting. This painting in my eyes, whether painting skill or painting context, only deserves to be called rough! ”

This is undoubtedly much more arrogant than just now, and it is even more heartless to make Lin Xiao feel cynical. Lin Xiao's face was green and instantly calm was restored. He said softly: "My painting naturally finds it difficult to get into Mr. Ye's eyes. Please also ask Mr. Ye not to be stingy to teach me. ”

“Let's just say that since Lord Lin is so sincere in asking, I'll give you a few pointers. ”

The muscles on Lin Xiao's face sucked * a little, and everyone opened their eyes to see what this insane Ye Son would teach them.

Ye Wuchen walked to the drawing board of "Clean Water Lake" and asked obliquely: “Do you dare ask Mr Lin if he has ever been to Clean Water Lake? ”

“Of course I have. ”

“So this painting is a view of the season on the shores of Lake Clear Water? ”

“Fall. ”

“Really, so... what about the autumn wind? ”

“... Autumn Wind? ”

Ye Wuchen shook his head with disappointment: “The scenery on your painting doesn't count, but the whole painting looks dead and depressed, dull without a hint of life, the painting is a mess. It is important to know that Yang Liu Feng by the lake, the windless lake is dead water, the windless willow is dead willow, the most wonderful lakeside fresh wind does not show a trace of this painting, so this can only be a rough work. ”

Lin Xiao hasn't answered yet, and the previous Bachelor shouted, "You said lightly! The autumn breeze is invisible, even more invisible, how to paint it. Show us what you can do! ”

Lin Xiao nodded with a smile: “In that case, please show me what a lakeside breeze is. ”

Ye Wuchen smiled softly and said: "Then watch! ”

Ye Wuchen picked up the brush, tapped the ink, drew a tilted willow branch on the willow tree, and randomly dotted a piece of dancing willow leaf...

“The so-called ‘Liu Zhi Xi leaves to the east, this is not a painting of Liu Shi style. The wind is not hard to put on paper, by chance it is described by the willow branches’. This is the wind painted by the willow. Although the wind itself is invisible, the wind blows the willow but everyone can see it! ”

(Note: This seven-word phrase comes from "Yanchong Painting Willow Yan" by Jiang Xuan.

Re-grinding, the brush's drop point also began to change, over the lake surface, a shallow ripple faintly appeared.

“With water painting wind, no wind and no waves, microwaves can be seen as clear wind direction and wind power, Lord Lin doesn't even know such shallow common sense? ”

Lin Xiao: "…”

Finally, Ye Wuchen's brush landed on the woman under the tree, lightly stroking the pen, pulling up several flying hair. Then stop the brush and turn around.

“The hair is the same as the liuzzi and can be used to metaphorically clear the wind. Even though there are so many metaphorical objects, Mr. Lin's painting is so deathly depressed, it really shouldn't be.” He shook his head gently and sighed.

The scene became completely quiet for a while. Because they've been shocked to say nothing. Ye Wuchen's next speeds were not at all under Lin Xiao, and he had so few, a dozen seconds of outline, the painting's circumstances changed dramatically. At this time, looking at the painting, they actually had the subtle feeling of being in the situation, as if they had seen the Yang Liu wind, the water waves, even felt a breeze coming and brought the cool of the formation.

Shock, shock, shock. Those few pieces actually raised a great painting in their eyes to a higher height again, and from now on, in the "Shore of Clean Water Lake", they began to realize implicitly what “painting" Ye Wuchen had mentioned before.

Then the middle-aged literary man looked at the painting and was ashamed of his face. He hugged his fist and said, “Shame on you, admire you! ”

“Okay! It's just a few simple pens, but it's a true divine pen. I really didn't think that your creation of the painting had reached this level. My heart is so comforting!!” The dragonfly sighed with excitement.

More than others, the Ye family went up and down, except Ye Shuiyao, Ye Fu, Ye Wei, Wang Wenqi's face was surprised, how could I not have expected Ye Wuchen to come to such a big surprise without warning. Ye Wei whispered to himself: “Not only did Sword God's predecessors become divine, but so did his painting skills? ”

Dragonfly went on to say, "I have decided to take this" Clear Water Lake Shore ", which was jointly completed by the two Junjie's colleagues. Though Lin Xiao was negligently unable to depict the breeze, his painting skills can be said to have been enriched and visible to everyone. This painting is even more stunning when the painting is lightly written! ”

“Your Majesty!” Ye Wuchen turned around and glanced at the sophisticated Lin Xiao, "His Majesty dared not agree with a single word. Master Lin's painting skills are excellent, but he is too far away from the realm of enrichment. ”

“This…” the dragonfly frowned, a little speechless for a moment.

“Don't you dare ask Master Lin, what is the peak of painting skills?” Ye Wuchen asked.

“The peak of painting skills is naturally the ability to portray what is in a painting in the same way as it is in real life, no different!” Lin Xiao replied.

“Oh...” Ye Wuchen walked to the painting, looked at it for a while, and then pointed the pen lever at a blue worm on Yang Liuzhi: “So, does this little worm Lord Lin feel satisfied with his painting? ”

Lin Xiao's eyes swept away, and then he looked arrogant: “Although I am not talented, I also deserve to be arrogant over my painting skills. Although this is just a blueworm to adorn, Lin Xiao's consciousness does not make any difference even when compared to the real thing. ”

“Oh, really?” Ye Wuchen smiled unexpectedly, then lit some ink with a brush, the tip of the pen moved, and had drawn a blue worm of the same size on the other willow branch, then let go of the body, the corner of the mouth with a smile, not a word.

Due to the new painting of the blue worm, the ink of the pen did not dry, slightly reflecting in the sun, it seems to be creeping in the distance. When the people were unknown, suddenly a bird rang and a maiden's delightful cry sounded: “Little Qing! ”

A blue shadow flew quickly to the middle, then dived down quickly in the air, and the pointy, long mouth of the bird fell on the shores of Clean Water Lake.

A slight sound shook the drawing board a few times, while the over-pulsed bluebird was directly shocked to the ground, struggling to beat its wings. Ye Wuchen picked it up and quietly entered a little unchen power, easily repairing the slight trauma it had just suffered.

And on the shore of Clean Water Lake, a small hole was pecked, and the small hole was located exactly where Ye Wuchen painted the blue insect. He caressed the very gentle bluebird in his hand and said slowly: "If Mr. Lin's painting skills have reached a level comparable to that of the real thing, what about mine? ”

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