Ancient painting figures are more of a reflection of expression, because there is no sketch oil painting, so this question is really too difficult, if the five women are similar in age and appearance, there are no outstanding features, this is really not a few people can solve. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But this Xuan Miaoer is not afraid, she carries a carbon bar with her, and the pencil has not been sold for the time being, so she is not good at taking it out all day long, taking a carbon bar will not attract attention, and she can also hide her identity. Today, the person to be painted has the same clothes and figure, so just draw a sketch of the head, as long as it is not exactly the same person, you can draw it yourself, and you don't need to draw it too finely.

Anyway, today I am dressed as a man, no one knows that it is myself, besides, my own portrait gallery also wants to open this spring, don't paint too much like yourself, it doesn't matter, the paintings hanging in the portrait gallery now, there are also sketches drawn by students, but the skills are rougher.

And now the students who learn to sketch with themselves have accepted students again, and they are not the only ones who can, those students have a high level of understanding, and now the paintings are also good, and each of them has an eight-point portrait.

When Hua Jiye was a drunken son, Xuan Miaoer helped him draw a portrait of a wanted person, can you still not know her ability, this girl will hide, as long as she draws a six-or seven-point portrait, it will not be too noticeable at all, and everyone can guess it, after all, sketches are much finer than their previous portraits.

Recently, Hua Jiye was also curious about this thing, and learned a lot of sketching skills from Xuan Miaoer, so he didn't let Xuan Miaoer show it alone, that was too outstanding, and he also painted a picture together, and his master was Moshu Bai, so what he painted would be easier for others to accept.

The two went upstairs with the shopkeeper, in fact, the five girls really didn't look alike, because the shopkeeper didn't expect to really get to this level this year, so he temporarily found a few fillers, but the body is still very similar, plus the same clothes and the same head shape, it is really not good to show in the paintings of the ancients.

Xuan Miaoer and Hua Jiye were not polite, went upstairs, sat down and started to do it, and after a while, the two of them painted a large one, the two of them painted the same person, this painting of half a stick of incense, it's almost the same, I didn't want to paint exactly the same, but sixty percent of people can distinguish it.

The shopkeeper really started to sweat at this time, oh my God, what kind of painting method are these two people, you can know which one it is at a glance, but Hua Jiye is not something he can fool, he originally relied on this every year to make a fortune, and now it seems that he will not lose money this year.

The two finished painting and handed it to the shopkeeper.

Hua Jiye didn't save face and said to the shopkeeper: "Boss, go downstairs." ”

What else could the shopkeeper say?

When they arrived downstairs, the onlookers looked at the five girls, and they all felt that it was impossible to judge which one was painted based on a portrait, because these people had no characteristics.

But when the shopkeeper brought the two portraits to everyone, everyone really didn't watch a good show in vain tonight, and these sixty or seventy percent people could guess which one it was, but they all knew about Hua Jiye's painting skills, after all, they were Mo Xubai's apprentices.

In a noisy crowd, the shopkeeper ended up in defeat, and the butterfly golden hairpin was naturally given to Xuan Miaoer.

This thing is not very valuable, but this is in a good mood, Xuan Miaoer held this hairpin and kept talking about the riddle along the way, Hua Jiye smiled and looked at the cute little woman in front of her.

In the crowded lantern festival, Hua Jiye was always afraid of losing Xuan Miaoer, so he always paid attention to Xuan Miaoer, but when he was in a stall, he still vaguely saw the figure he knew, but when he looked over, he didn't find anything.

Xuan Miao'er looked in the direction he was looking, but she didn't find it: "What are you looking at?"

"Nothing, it feels like there are acquaintances. Hua Jiye was still not so relieved, but he didn't want Xuan Miaoer to worry.

Xuan Miao'er was still excited: "Then where are we going?"

"Go eat the Lantern Festival, how can you do it without a bowl of Lantern Festival at this time, I know that the Lantern Festival of a shop is delicious, so I will take you to try it." Hua Jiye's face was relaxed, but he raised his vigilance, but the figure disappeared completely.

When she arrived at the shop, she was a little surprised, this was not a shop, it was a stall at the head of the market, and an old couple was setting up a stall.

Seeing Uncle Hua Jiye, he happily came over and wiped the table again: "Young Master Hua is here, I also brought friends today, I will cook Lantern Festival for you." "Because there is no other food here, those who come are those who eat Lantern Festival.

Xuan Miao'er looked at the stall: "Hua Jiye, I didn't expect you to have a time when you don't put on a score?"

"It also depends on whether the food is delicious or not, and my mother used to bring me to eat, my mother usually doesn't eat much, but he can eat a bowl of this Lantern Festival. Speaking of her mother, Hua Jiye's memories are filled with happiness, but that smiling face soon disappeared.

Because his mother is gone, and those days are gone, he brought a friend for the first time, because he has always wanted to heal his wounds slowly, but now Xuan Miaoer is the person he identified, so he brought her.

It was the first time for Xuan Miao'er to hear Hua Jiye talk about his mother, and she was a little worried when she heard his words: "Hua Jiye, isn't your mother very beautiful and smart? Otherwise, you can't be so good-looking and so smart." ”

Hua Jiye smiled, the corners of her mouth rose without concealment: "My mother is really beautiful, she always speaks softly, she also likes to draw, her brain is very smart, she remembers many accounts after reading them, my father was not like this before, but ......"

But Hua Jiye couldn't go on, he raised his head and didn't let himself cry, his mother was gone, everything had changed, his father was not the father he used to be, and then this father was someone else's father, and he didn't say anything about himself in his eyes, and he seemed to have rejection of himself. He couldn't figure out why, even if Mrs. Lan instigated it again, but it was his father after all, but why did he look like an enemy.

Xuan Miaoer couldn't help but reach out and pat his arm: "Your mother wants you to live happily, don't you still have me and our family." ”

Hua Jiye turned his head, not wanting Xuan Miao'er to see his vulnerability, and turned around after a while: "I'm sorry for making you sad with me." ”

Xuan Miao'er's hand kept on his arm: "We are friends, there is nothing to hide, and there is no need to apologize to me, just remember that I am by your side." ”

Hua Jiye grabbed Xuan Miao'er's hand: "Miao'er, will you really be by my side forever?"

When Xuan Miaoer didn't know what to say, the old man came over with two bowls of Lantern Festival: "The playboy Lantern Festival is ready." ”

Xuan Miaoer hurriedly broke free from Hua Jiye's hand and reached out to pick up the old man's Lantern Festival to relieve her embarrassment.

Hua Jiye also felt that he had overstepped just now, and quickly took the bowl: "Taste it, this Lantern Festival is guaranteed to make you want to eat it." ”

Xuan Miao'er was not so naïve in her heart, and she knew that Hua Jiye was excited just now, so she didn't care, scooped up a lantern festival and began to eat: "Well, it's delicious." ”

Hua Jiye also ate one: "It's always tasted like this." (To be continued.) )