"Xiaoqiang, it's a bit excessive!" Jiang Wei also showed a thin look of anger.

"Jiang Wei, I don't want to ...... like this" Wang Xiaoqiang spread his hands and said: "I'm a cautious eye, others insult my personality, I want to slap him in the face, just when I looked at the painting, someone scolded me for being vulgar and hit my dignity, now, I want to get my dignity back, Jiang Wei, if you are still a friend, help me find a paintbrush and rice paper now, I want to use my painting to pump their faces......"

"Xiaoqiang, this, this ......" Seeing that Wang Xiaoqiang was not talking about playing, but about to move seriously, Jiang Wei didn't dare to brush him, but this was not her place, she didn't count.

"Someone is willing to make a fool of himself, so why stop him, give him a paintbrush and let him paint ......" Jin Ximei said angrily: "Everyone can also witness how stupid B is practiced!"

After that, she beckoned to the two service staff in the art exhibition center: "Lao Zhao, prepare a table and tools for painting!"

A fifty-year-old staff member known as Lao Zhao answered the call and immediately went to prepare.

In a moment's time, a painting table was brought over, with paintbrushes, paint, and rice paper......

Jin Ximei crossed her arms and sneered: "Mr. Wang, please!"

All the people present also stared at Wang Xiaoqiang with a playful gaze at this time. Wang Xiaoqiang's painting attainments, whether it is painting landscapes or sketches of the human body, he is first-class, but just now he watched the figure painting, he has some understanding, not to mention, the foundation of painting is there,

What he was thinking about now was. Do not hide it, because the painting is one. It's a priceless work of art, and I thought about it for a while. He finally decided not to hide it and to paint it with all his level.

However, the object of the painting has to be changed, not Jin Ximei, Jiang Wei, and the fat water does not flow into the fields of outsiders. Jiang Wei is the woman he booked,

However, sooner or later, one day, he will take it, and then take down Jiang Wei and get that expensive transformation point, since it is the woman he prescribed, then he will not be stingy with her. It is necessary to fully show Jiang Wei's demeanor in the painting, and also, after the painting is completed. He wants to give this painting to Jiang Wei. 、

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoqiang stepped to Jiang Wei's side and pulled her to the drawing table. said: "Jiang Wei." Let me draw you. ”

Jiang Wei was a little surprised and a little panicked. However, she did not refuse. Because, all the people here are targeting Wang Xiaoqiang, including Jin Ximei, if Wang Xiaoqiang draws any of them, they will definitely not cooperate, she Jiang Wei, can't dismantle Wang Xiaoqiang's stage. With this conviction, she stood facing the drawing table. Wang Xiaoqiang spared the drawing table. Stood at the drawing table.

So, in the eyes of everyone waiting to see the joke, Wang Xiaoqiang took out a piece of rice paper, lifted the brush, took a deep breath, and suddenly Wang Xiaoqiang's temperament changed greatly.

And then......

Wang Xiaoqiang raised his gaze and stared at Jiang Wei across the painting table.

, Let's talk about Jiang Wei, as Wang Xiaoqiang's model, she faced Wang Xiaoqiang and gave Wang Xiaoqiang a soft and gentle smile. And her whole person was bathed in Wang Xiaoqiang's professional atmosphere, and her heart was overjoyed and pounding. On the other hand, Wang Xiaoqiang, since he entered the state of painting, he really has no distractions. Although at this time, there were dozens of people staring at him with playful eyes. However, at this moment, he was like Zheng Banqiao's possessed spirit, completely locked on the brush in his hand and the drawing paper. Every stroke, every stroke, is just right and wonderful!

Wang Xiaoqiang first sketched Jiang Wei's facial features and figure, and then slowly polished and depicted it with the technique of portraying portraits. Soon, Jiang Wei walked into Wang Xiaoqiang's painting as if alive! On the painting paper, Jiang Wei's image is precise, delicate and elegant, bright colors, subtle and subtle, and the color is elegant and beautiful, incorporating the gentle and demure of a woman in the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, as well as some fashion elements of today's society. Speaking of which, it is a very coincidence to use Jiang Wei as a model in the painting, and it is also a very suitable person! You must know that Zheng Banqiao's brushwork belongs to the ancient style after all. I have also copied the pictures of ladies, and the women of ancient times are all gentle and dignified, restrained and demure.

It just so happens that Jiang Wei belongs to this kind of girl! A typical quiet, tender woman with the conservative elegance of an ancient woman! In this way, Wang Xiaoqiang can easily grasp Jiang Wei's surname and charm when she paints it!

Twenty minutes later,

Wang Xiaoqiang put the brush aside, stretched, moved his muscles, and then admired his work with great satisfaction. When he was painting just now, Wang Xiaoqiang seemed to have entered a state of concentration, not only did he not have the slightest obstacle to external objects, but he also belonged to a mysterious state of ignorance for his own paintings and the model Jiang Wei. Now that the work is completed, Wang Xiaoqiang has come out of this realm and instead examined the painting.

On the screen, a lively Jiang Wei is among them. She has neat and neat short hair, bright eyes with affectionate light, and the corners of her mouth are gentle and soft, with a small jasper smile. Clever smile, look forward to life!

This painting also seems to be alive. It's as if Jiang Wei in the painting may come out at any time!" ”

Wang Xiaoqiang felt relaxed for a while, then snapped his fingers at Jiang Wei and said with a smile, "Okay, Jiang Wei, you have been standing there for a long time, and you are quite tired, you have worked hard." I've painted it, you can come and see for yourself. Jiang Wei hesitated, then stood up from the chair, very hesitant and very apprehensive. When her gaze swept over the painting, she was stunned!

This painting seems to be three-dimensional!

Moreover, it's like a mirror! Jiang Wei, thank you for your hard work. I've painted it, you can come and see for yourself. ”

Jiang Wei hesitated for a moment, then stood up from the chair, very hesitant and very apprehensive. When her eyes swept to the painting, she was immediately stunned! Yes, shocked! This painting seemed to be three-dimensional! Moreover, it was as if it was a mirror! Jiang Wei seemed to see another living self from the painting scroll! Jiang Wei had studied painting for several years, and she had also seen the albums of many famous artists, but she could swear that Wang Xiaoqiang's work was a masterpiece of the devil's axe! The best in the world! She herself was painted alive!

Jiang ...... ，… Jiang Feng...... ,..." Jiang Wei's eyes at this moment were excited, excited, and greatly admired, worship! Of course, worship refers to the admiration of Wang Xiaoqiang's painting skills. And the excitement is that a boy he likes has painted a portrait of himself, in fact, this is also a very romantic thing.

"Finished painting?" Jin Ximei walked up directly, and walked towards Wang Xiaoqiang's painting with all the people. Exactly the same reaction as Jiang Wei, these people in the so-called art circle were all stunned when they saw his works! Their eyes did not move in the slightest! Like clay sculptures and wood sculptures, they were stunned in place!

It lasted for a minute before it was shattered by the roar of a bearded man whose hair was held up to his waist..."...... Oh my God! This is the style of Master Zheng Banqiao!

A portrait is simply a painting alive! This line, this outline, this charm... Oh my God! I, Li Qingku, have been using Master Zheng Banqiao as a model for learning all my life, and I have been doing nothing for decades, and after all, I have only achieved the same shape, but now... Genius! I'm born again" to be able to meet such a genius is really "really in vain!"

At this time, there was an old man with gray hair, using a magnifying glass, to ink every line and every trace of the painting. While watching", I made a sound at the same time. "Good, exquisite" wonderful!" "Well, can Mr. Wang give me this painting?"

The old man was so excited that his beard suddenly rose: "Mr. Wang, I am willing to buy this portrait with 300,000 yuan! This is a symbol of the rise of a generation of talented painters in my country!" This old man, who has painted all his life, wants to buy this painting with 300,000 yuan and collect it, (to be continued......