Male or female?

How is this dragon different from what I've seen before?

Ye Xiaobai felt a headache.

The dragon drawn by the dragon boy is really a test of knowledge for him.

"Dragons are still male dragons and female dragons?" Song Huxiao asked rhetorically.

"Dragons are not divided into male dragons and female dragons?" Ye Xiaobai also asked rhetorically.

"I've been drawing dragons for so many years, and I've never known that dragons are divided into male and female dragons. Song Huxiao said, "My teacher painted Long Guoshi, and he didn't tell me that Long is a male and female. ”

"Have you ever seen a dragon?" Ye Xiaobai was very curious.

Song Huxiao: "......"

Everyone: "......"

"Have you ever seen a dragon?" Song Hu was so angry that he almost scolded, but you told me where there were dragons to see? Which mountain? Which safari park?

"I said I had seen it, and you wouldn't believe it. Ye Xiaobai sighed lightly.

"I really don't believe it. Song Huxiao said coldly.

"In that case, can you give me the finishing touch?" Ye Xiaobai looked at the old lady with white eyes.

"Tiger Roar, do you have any opinions?" said the old lady.

"Listen to grandpa. Let Ye Xiaobai scribble on his painting, Song Huxiao must not like it, but because of the old lady's face, he still nodded. Then he ordered someone to fetch the painting tools.

"You take the pen. Ye Xiaobai said.

"Me?" Song Huxiao frowned.

"Yes, you take the pen and do what I say. Ye Xiaobai said.

"Tiger Roar, you are here to point out what needs to be changed?" the old lady suddenly became a little curious.

"Yes, Ancestor. Ye Xiaobai said.

"Tiger roars, you take the pen. Cooperate well with the sleepy dragon, I'll take a look. The old lady laughed.

"Okay, Grandpa. Song Huxiao picked up the paintbrush.

Here, add a few strokes to the position of the neck hair. The lines can be a little more elegant, you know better than me about the color selection, you decide. ”

Song Huxiao did as he was told.

"The nails of a few claws, the coloring can be deepened, yes, deeper, the more you go to the middle, the thicker you are, the thicker you gradually fade as you stretch outward, and when you reach the edges, you have to be as sharp as a knife blade. ”

"No, sharpness is sharp, but tenacity is lacking. ”

At first, Song Huxiao was a little unimpressed, the reason why he started writing was purely for the sake of the old lady's face, but as he painted, he gradually began to be surprised in his heart.

This is not to say that Ye Xiaobai's painting skills are above him, but his understanding of dragons has reached an extremely thorough realm, and even his teacher is inferior to painting dragons, as if Ye Xiaobai has really seen dragons.

So, Song Huxiao went from being absent-minded, to the end, he was already fully engaged in painting, he listened carefully to Ye Xiaobai's every sentence and every word in every sentence, he needed to deeply understand the meaning, so as to transform it into the tip of the pen and put it into action.

He doesn't look down on Ye Xiaobai, and he doesn't want Ye Xiaobai to compete with him for the family's resources, but he is also a young man who paints dragons, he likes to paint, especially dragons, this is his hobby, his profession, and his dream.

"The scales all over the body, the overall color is deepened, and the law of change remains the same. ”

"Eyes, change your eyes, your color retreats slightly, emphasizing the vicissitudes of the world, you can understand it as contempt, as if you look down on me. Why do you look down on me? Just think about that mentality and mood. ”

Ye Xiaobai looked at Song Huxiao, who was seriously coloring and brushing, and secretly admired, this person's painting skills can be called the grandmaster level, the key is only fifteen years old, the Song family is worthy of being the top wealthy family in China, and only the power of feng shui condensed by such a top wealthy family can give birth to a proud son like Song Huxiao.

"Is this okay?" After a long time, Song Huxiao put away his pen and asked softly.

"That's it. Ye Xiaobai nodded sincerely.

Song Huxiao put down the pen and took a few steps back, this look, his heart shook wildly, like turning the river and the sea.

Other people also gathered around, they didn't know how to draw, but now it seems that the dragon in the painting is indeed more and more lifelike, as if it has come to life, and it actually gives people a feeling of horror. This feeling has never been felt before.

The former and the latter are very vivid, but the former looks, and you know that this is a painting, this is the dragon in the painting, but the latter looks. You'd think it's a breathing dragon, as if a real dragon had run into the painting.

"Now, is this dragon male or female?" Ye Xiaobai smiled.

"Gong!" Song Hu said heavily, having to admit that this dragon looked. It will make people subconsciously think that it is a male dragon.

Song Xiulan and Song Yingren were also surprised.

"Good. The old lady who had been silent said two words, which made the hearts of everyone who wanted to see Ye Xiaobai's jokes extremely complicated, and they couldn't argue with it.

Song Xiulan was overjoyed, and there were very few people who could make the old lady say 'very good'. A good sound is already a great joy.

"Grandpa, are you here to write an inscription?" Song Xiulan said taking advantage of the situation.

"Sleepy dragons. The old lady said, "Yingshan, go and get the pen and ink from my study." ”

"Which set?" Song Yingshan asked.

"The one I use a lot. The old lady said.

"Good. Song Yingshan glanced at Ye Xiaobai deeply, got up and entered the house. Take the pen and ink.

"Ancestor, my words may be difficult to get into the hall of elegance, really let me inscribe?" Ye Xiaobai said honestly, although he was a poor and sour talent who could compete for the top prize list in his previous life, but his calligraphy was compared to the old lady. Kindergarten level for sure.

"It doesn't matter. The old lady said.

Ye Xiaobai nodded, took the brush from Song Yingshan's hand, dipped the tip of the pen in ink, and wrote eight words.

True dragon soaring clouds.

Longevity knows no bounds.

"Good word. The old lady nodded slightly, and then asked. "Does that mean anything?"

If there is no deep meaning, it is pure sycophant.

This painting is for the old lady, and words such as longevity and longevity are mandatory, but if it is only for the blessing, then compared to this vivid dragon painting that seems to have come to life. Some of them are inferior.

"A young eagle can only be regarded as an eagle if it can truly soar, otherwise it will only be killed by a fall, and so will the dragon. When dragons were young, some lived on land. Some live in magma, some live at the bottom of the ocean, but no matter where they live as dragons, one day, they will soar into the sky. After the dragon is born, the longevity is a hundred years, and within a hundred years, the clouds must be soared, and the clouds cannot be soared within a hundred years, and the end is death. And once the dragon was able to soar into the clouds. They live indefinitely, and theoretically, they don't die, and they were originally described as ancient creatures like dragons, and later used as a blessing. Ye Xiaobai smiled. This is all the truth, as for how the old lady understands, believe it or not, this is not something he will care about.

"Okay, help me up. The old lady said. Song Xiulan stepped forward to help the old lady.

Everyone followed the old lady into the house and came to the study.

Ye Xiaobai saw a word hanging on the wall: The dragon swallows the dragon without groaning, and the dragon sings all over the world!

"If you want me to change my name to Song Sleepy Dragon, do you want me to become Song Longyin's nutrients? Or is this a game of Double Dragon Fighting?" Ye Xiaobai thought thoughtfully. In the end, I came to a conclusion that the old lady was a big hero.

"The others went out, and the sleepy dragon stayed. The old lady sat down in his chair and said.

The crowd was shocked and withdrew.

Ye Xiaobai stood quietly in front of the desk.

"Help me lay out the painting first and let the water on it air dry. ”

The desk is very large, Ye Xiaobai cleaned up the tabletop and carefully spread the real dragon painting, he also cherishes this painting.

"See this on my back?"

"See. ”

"Do you understand what that means?"

"The ancestor hung this painting in his study, and it was of far-reaching significance. ”

"That's right, pour me a glass of water, there's tea in the cupboard. ”

"Okay. ”

Ye Xiaobai poured the tea and handed it to the old lady, who took it and took a sip, and then said: "This painting was written to me by a wandering Taoist in the early years. Long Yin's name was also changed by the wandering Taoist, who would be seven years old, and your name is the same. ”

"When you were born. Your dad called me and told me that your name was Xiaobai, and I told him, change your name, call you Sleepy, and you don't need to be surnamed Song, just surname Ye, just call Ye Sleepy, so that your mother can take you home, and our Song family will train you, and your father won't let you, do you know why your father didn't let you in the first place? This will agree again? Even change your surname?"

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