The Inverted Dragon’s Scale

Li Weiyang looked at Chuning with a smile and said: “It's really hard. If I find a princess as a servant, should I have her wash my clothes or rub my shoulders? Why don't you let her do a strip dance for me? So I'm in big trouble. ”

“Li Shepherd" Chuning's head came together in front of Li Shepherd, with a smile and charming smile on his face, but the words said were murderous. “I'm gonna kill you. ”

“There are so many people trying to kill me. Who are you?” Li Shepherd also laughed, but his anger was rising rapidly.

I don't know what's going on. He hates it when people talk to him, and he hates it when people can't move, he hangs words like "kill" and "die" on his mouth.

He always felt he was the most proud and honorable being, the mighty dragon king, and these tiny humans dared to speak in this tone and to themselves.

Shepherd Li hurried to clean up his mind.

It's a terrible experience. If he can't move now, he will replace himself as a dragon king. He will be susceptible to the fact that the old man stares at me. None of you will be affected by the stinking personality I put in my eyes. Even in the face of Princess Westwind, it is difficult to converge this seemingly idiotic hegemony, and then say some very nasty and irritating gossip.

It's the Dragon King's fault!

“You'll find out later," Chuning patted Li Shepherd's shoulder and said with a smile. “I'm the boss. ”

“Third? ”

Chuning stopped arguing with Li Shepherd for the benefit of his tongue. Instead, he walked up to the painting, mentioned a Xuanzhou pen, smeared with ink, and began to paint the painting in his mind.

In the course of her earlier argument with Shepherd Li, she had written a belly draft in her heart.

I've studied drawing for years, and I don't know how many times I've painted peach blossoms. Every spring peach blossom season, she organizes some Wang Qing aristocratic children from Tiandu to trample the suburban peach gardens to drink wine and paint. She has great experience in both fact-finding and hand-painting.

She just had to admire the best one she had ever painted before in front of everyone. She could certainly persuade Shepherd Lee, a piece of dirt she had never seen before.

Chuning came to admire a previous "Boys for Spring", an award-winning work at an amusement park, which was reviewed and praised by celebrities from many countries. In accordance with the opinions of those court painters, some minor modifications were made on the basis of the original.

With Chuning's arms swinging, pen ink rendering, large tracts of pink peach gardens began to appear on the white paper. The peach blossom demon is bright and brimming with the edges of Xuan Paper, giving you a sense of the magnificence and vastness of this peach garden without endless sight.

Under the peach blossom tree, 35% of teenage girls are playing hip-hop. Most notably, a snow-white # pink boy came running towards the crowd holding the peach blossoms he'd just picked, and two other boys waving their branches behind him.

Because of the bamboo in the chest, Chuning painted extremely quickly and with a pen. After a while, the paper in front of her had been filled with the characters.

This was done intentionally by Chuning.

She not only paints better than Lee Shepherd, she paints faster than Lee Shepherd.

She wants to crush Li Shepherd and defeat him, leaving him no room to fight back.

While Chuning was in the rain, Li Shepherd was still conceiving.

He walked around in front of the painting, and there was still a bit of snow and no ink on the paperwork.

“Sister Wang, do you think Lee Shepherd doesn't know how to write?” Lin Canghai couldn't help but worry about the way Li Shepherd coaxed his thoughts.

He shook his head a thousand degrees and said: "Though the words of the shepherds are rhythmic and exaggerated, they are extremely rules-based. Now that he is willing to accept the challenges of others, he has foreseen possibilities in his heart. Perhaps he is conceiving the subject matter of the work. ”

Lin Canghai grinned and smiled. “You do trust him. ”

“He is truly trustworthy.” Thousand degrees says.

“It always felt like there was something hidden between you two. It's like I've known him before.” Lin Canghai said in a very small voice.

Smile a thousand times, don't answer.

Chuning's work is about to be completed, and Lee's sheep haven't settled yet. So almost half the academics gathered next to Chuning's paintings.

Li Shepherd's side of the door was a roach. Occasionally, someone cast their gaze over it and found that Li Shepherd was still walking around. He looked like a piece of shit I didn't have any inspiration for. Then he quickly retracted his gaze and focused on the work of Westwind Princess Chuning.

After all, beautiful women always have to be more popular. Anywhere.

“It's cumbersome with a pen and a tight wire. It's Gu Sanjie's iron wire drawing.”

“Gu San is definitely the ancestor of our Master Gu, when people called him" Three Wonders: Painting Absolutely, Wen Zhen and Dementioning Chu Ning deeply characterised the Gu's iron wire, Gu Master is afraid to add points. "

“Princess Westwind's name is not false, I'm afraid it's already locked in early.”

Gu Wilderness also stood beside him to admire Chuning's paintings, and whenever he saw the beauty of the place, he would lift a sip of the gourd.

I haven't finished reading a painting, but I drank a gourd first.

“Master Gu, how is Chuning?” Song Stop Yun asked. He was standing next to Gu Weiwei, and when he saw Gu Weiwei's constant drinking, he knew that he liked Chuning's paintings. In order to help Chu Ning to become famous, and to make people aware of Chu Ning's position in Gu's eyes, he took the initiative to ask.

If Gu Shi praises Chuning in public a few more words, Chuning will immediately become famous and immediately become the leader of the younger generation.

“Not bad," Gu said in a loud voice.

Song Stop-Yun's heart was in a bit of a hurry, just a ‘good' word was too much, he needed to take into account the wild and precise praise. That way, it's easy to make up stories and spread the word.

“Students are dull and do not see merit or inferiority. I dare you to ask Gu Master to point us to some confusion.” Song Stopyun asked again.

Gu Weiwei filled himself with a sip of spirits again. He was not stingy enough to praise him. He said: "Spit silk with a pen like spring silkworm, spring clouds float, running water, natural fluidity. ”

Gu Weiwei, referring again to the children chasing each other, said: “Good painting, hard to ask for. The essence of this is on the children who are chasing each other, and they have a few peach blossoms that are more vivid than the peach blossoms that are full of gardens, and they are more representative of the flowering spring to draw dragon spots, Falling Leaves Chi Autumn. This painting is amazing. ”

“So that's it.” Song Stopyun's gaze followed Gu Weiwei's fingers and even nodded: “I couldn't understand it before. After listening to Gu Master's point dial, I saw that the children actually felt alive. Cute and lively, leaping on paper. ”

Song Pao Yun knew that his purpose had been achieved.

‘Spit silk with a pen like spring silk, the spring cloud floats, the flowing water, the natural fluidity’, with the comments of these words, Chuning has crowded into the ranks of the top painters in Shenzhou.

He wondered in his heart that the Song family should spread the matter. According to the Song family's Imperial Library, the people in the province are the best. Let them organize today's comparison into a wonderful and exciting story, and Chuning will soon be able to honor the entire empire. In that case, Chuning would be grateful to himself, wouldn't he? The Westwind royal family also enjoys seeing their princess become an admirable painter.

“Look at the painting with your eyes and taste it with your heart. But when you look too much, you look at the first feeling. Look at the weather, the landscape, the style at first sight. Ten realms of painters, the first realm is the realm of illusion. The person in front of him or the peach blossom has a half-full side. False. False. How to handle the void and how to present it. Only after this is handled can the work really enter the grade. There are countless people in Shenzhou. ”

“The second realm is out of the picture. A good piece is not only a reflection of the picture of the volume, but also a reflection and far-reaching influence. The realm of the painting is portrayable and the unexpected of the painting is difficult to find. There are over a thousand people in Shenzhou. ”

“The third realm is ugly. Beauty and ugliness, coincidence and awkwardness, how do you define it? I said 'clumsy'. Some beauty is ugly, some ugly is beautiful. Coincidence is awkward, awkwardness is coincidence. There are fewer than 100 people in Shenzhou. ”

“The fourth realm of the painter is loneliness, the water does not flow, the flowers do not bloom. Spring wind does not blow, winter snow does not melt. The whole world is dead silent. This is the most sad scene. There are only dozens of people in Shenzhou. ”

Hearing Gu Waste criticizing Chuning's paintings and describing the ten realms of painters, countless students came close, listened carefully, and others took out paper and pen to take notes.

Even Li Shepherd's only two iron pole supporters, Thousand Degrees and Lin Canghai, were attracted by the rugged narrative. They abandoned Li Shepherd and approached the crowd. The ten realms of painters who want to hear what the master has to say.

After Gu Weiwei spoke of loneliness, he lifted up the gourd as if it were quite lonely and began to drink.

“Master Gu, what is the fifth situation?” Someone was anxious to ask.

“The fifth state is a state of dislocation. Zeng Gong Shiyun: I am also Xiao Ben Xiao, so it is even more pleasant. As a handsome natural solution. As an aesthetic concept," Xiao Xiao "refers to spiritually unbridled, refreshing and faint atmosphere that transcends all order. The famous poets are Tao Yuanming, Meng Hao Run, Wang Wei, Wei Yingju and many others. The painters also have national teachers such as Ni Yunlin, Huang Gongwang, Dong Qichang, etc. They roam the mountains and rejoice in freedom. They call themselves mountain men, and I prefer to call them immortals. ”

“are admirable figures.” Someone sighed.

“My paintings are ready.” Shepherd Li shouted excitedly.

When I turned around, I found no one around me.