The tea is almost drunk, and every time the beautiful woman on the side pours water, she stays on the side like a tree stump, so the sky is beautiful, why not sit down and chat, and talk about the wine, isn't it beautiful! Even if there is no wine, it is quite good to replace the wine with tea.

was bored, and the old man also picked up a pair of calligraphy and paintings to study his own, Tang Bohu was so depressed!

So he said to the beautiful woman beside him, "Girl, do you have an ink pen here?"

When the girl saw Tang Bohu suddenly talking to her, she felt a little happy in her heart, but she still understood that she was here to receive Old Man Lin.

Out of professional ethics, the girl looked at Lin Lao, and saw that the old man was still looking at the calligraphy and painting in his hand, and there seemed to be nothing to pay attention to.

At this time, his heart relaxed a lot, and he replied to Tang Bohu: "Sir, do you want to paint with an ink pen? ”

The girl replied politely, and immediately turned around and went out, and soon the girl brought pen and ink and rice paper.

Wanyue Pavilion is the only one that does not lack pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, all the pen and ink are very particular, and the market is not at all the same grade, all to prevent the literati and ink writers from being interested, wanting to write poems and paint something.

Tang Bohu took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the hand of the beautiful woman, and smelled a burst of fragrance, what a beauty! It would be great if I could marry her as a wife, I thought to myself.

Looking at the things he was familiar with in his previous life in front of him, Tang Bohu sighed spontaneously: "The old guy has met again, two time and space apart, I can still see you, I hope you don't get rusty." ”

Tang Bohu seemed to have feelings for pen and paper, muttered to himself, looked at the girl next to him, and spread out the rice paper......

When the girl saw that Tang Bohu was going to paint, she thought that he should be less than twenty years old, could it be that not only was he handsome, but also had another attainment in calligraphy and painting, he should paint casually, the girl thought so.

The old man saw that Tang Bohu was about to paint, but he didn't make a sound, and put down the calligraphy and painting in his hand, he also wanted to know if this kid really knew how to draw, or pretend to be in front of beautiful women and play some tricks of picking up girls.

At this time, in the entire private room, an old woman and a woman, two pairs of eyes, all focused on Tang Bohu, and slowly the two of them found that the intoxicating and fascinating temperament just now appeared on Tang Bohu again.

At this moment, Tang Bohu's spirit was concentrated to the extreme, and only painting could make him enter this state of selflessness.

Compared with before, this temperament seems to be more sublimated, with

A hint of profundity, which has been integrated into thousands of years of culture, makes people can't help but sit down and savor it slowly.

In less than half an hour or so, the miraculous painting skills were fully expressed.

"Oh my God, why did he close his eyes when he painted, can he paint without his eyes?" the girl was stunned!

"This!" the old man was speechless in surprise, a person can still have this kind of technique when he closes his eyes, he has never heard of it, and at this time he saw it with his own eyes, and this person is next to him, the old man is already speechless in surprise.

Tang Bohu seems to have entered another state, like returning to his previous life, the four great talents watched and painted, and thousands of admirers watched that kind of confidence.

Then after taking a few steps to fascinate millions of girls, Tang Bohu is so confident, extremely confident in his calligraphy and painting.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and the pen in his hand was like a dancer dancing in Paris, was that a pen? No, in Tang Bohu's hand, it was a pen that could dance!

The girl is drunk, and the old man doubts that life is true! A pen can have such a great charm, is this painting?

Soon an earth-shattering picture of a lady appeared in front of everyone, in the picture, a graceful and agile woman, wearing a small pink skirt, like a fairy in the moon palace, with a posture and gestures, and even the frowning willow eyebrows were vividly depicted.

A girl's heart seems to be about to come out in this painting, the pity of the charm, the deep soft eyes, people have the urge to hug me when I see pity.

For Tang Bohu, the painter does not need to take a second look, just that one glance and one action can make him never forget and remember in his mind.

If you are like the traditional stroke, every moment has to be considered for a long time, how to be worthy of his title of the first genius in Jiangnan, it is an insult to him Tang Bohu!

This kind of wonderful and natural, close to miraculous technique, can be worthy of his reputation as the first talent!

Tang Bohu has painted a lot of ladies, but it is too simple for him.

"Call it a day!"

Seeing Tang Bohu put down the pen in his hand, Old Man Lin couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart at this time and stepped forward to take a look.

Astound!

"Genius! A rare genius in the world of calligraphy and painting!" the old man could no longer hold back his excited heart, and said loudly and wildly.

After speaking, he stared at Tang Bohu and said: "Good boy, I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it! You kid can't hide it! This kind of technique has never been seen before, and you can completely stand out from the crowd." ”

Before Tang Bohu could react, the old man praised again: "After that, the world of calligraphy and painting is going to change, an eighteen-year-old boy is amazing when he thinks about it, boy, you are really amazing!"

The old man slowly calmed down the excitement in his heart, staring at Tang Bohu's eyes, like a hungry wolf staring at a little lamb.

"Oh! no. Why is this woman so familiar, oh! I remember, isn't this the autumn girl?"

"Is he drawing me? Is he really painting me? Does he like me too?"

Yun Qiurou had an incredible expression on her face, and a strange man could draw it with just one glance at herself.

"Did he really notice me?"

At this time, Yun Qiurou's inner world rippled, there was joy, there was moving, and a little girl's heart was perfectly reflected.

Old Man Lin saw that Yun Qiurou was still standing still, of course he didn't know what kind of fluctuations the little girl's heart had gone through at this time.

"That girl from the Yun family, come and see, this portrait is not like you. ”

At this time, the old man spoke, Yun Qiurou looked at Tang Bohu with a tender face, and when she saw herself in the painting, Yun Qiurou's face rose like a sunset.

"Are you really as beautiful as you are in the painting? I knew that if I wanted to paint for myself, I should wear a more beautiful dress. ”

Girls are like this, obviously they are already dressed beautifully, but they are always entangled in their hearts.

"It's exactly the same, but Qiu Rou is not as beautiful as in the painting. Yun Qiurou replied with a blush on her face at this time.

At this time, Yun Qiurou made Tang Bohu's heart beat even more, what is not beautiful in the painting, no matter how expressive a painting is, how can there be such a surprise standing in front of you alive.