Chapter Seventy-Six: Senior Sister, I'll Draw Your Eyebrows

Just when the two masters, Qi Gong and Young Master Mei, were praising Wang Yao, Wang Yao downstairs was sweating in the room, and the twenty-four styles of Tai Chi were vigorous, and the sound of subtle fist blasting could be faintly heard in the air. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But it was more of Wang Yao's low roar with a look on his face.

"Two million! Two million! Two million, oh my God, two million. ”

Wang Yao let out a very remorseful cry of pain while punching, as if every move made his flesh hurt, trying to use this way of sweating to relieve the sadness in his heart.

After all, it was an antique worth at least two million, Wang Yaoguang was very sad when he thought about it.

After a few sets of punches, Wang Yao was also a little tired, after all, he was not at home now practicing Qi and kung fu, sitting on the bed and gasping for breath, Wang Yao sighed and comforted himself, "Forget it, you should accumulate virtue and do good"

After seeing that the painting task was completed and the progress was forty percent complete, Wang Yao took out the half-read book from his bag and continued to read.

Painting and calligraphy are both single arts, so the basics are easy to learn, but if you want to continue to study deeply, it is very difficult, not only to work hard, but also to have understanding.

Wang Yao hadn't finished reading this painting introduction brought from the Treasure Pavilion when he heard the sound of the system.

"Complete the collection of basic knowledge of Chinese painting, and get the rewards "Introduction to Painting" and "Fundamentals of Chinese Painting"

Wang Yao entered the revival space, and after reading the two books, at the same time, the black jade in the corner seemed to be more obvious, Wang Yao walked over, and words appeared on the black ink-colored jade.

Civilization: Chinese skills

Genre: Calligraphy (Beginner), "Lake Pen: Basic Information of Zihao Pen"

Painting (Introductory), Fundamentals of Chinese Painting

Wang Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, and roughly understood what these pieces of jade in the revival space represented.

The green jade color in the center represents his personal attributes, the white jade color is the opera civilization, and the inky black one represents the Chinese skill civilization.

Although he didn't know what would happen to these jades in the future, Wang Yao vaguely felt that these civilizations were like the cornerstone of building a house, and with these things could other things appear.

At the same time, he also predicted that in the future, if the response type civilization is triggered, other jade may appear.

After all, there are many kinds of civilizations in the Chinese civilization alone, such as the opera and art and skills that have appeared now.

There are also some traditional literature, poetry and songs, architecture, folk traditions, traditional medicine, religious philosophy and so on.

Wang Yao's definition of civilization seems to be getting clearer and clearer recently, and he is looking forward to the system upgrade more and more, after all, with the system, he just sent out two million.

Wang Yao pondered for a while, withdrew from the revival space, took a shower, and went out to find Mao Weitao.

Zheng Jingjing didn't run around with Mao Weitao because she wanted to follow her sister, but Wang Yaode followed.

went and knocked on Mao Weitao's door, inside Yan Yanying and a group of senior sisters seemed to be touching up their makeup, Mao Weitao, who opened the door, looked at Wang Yao and asked, "Where have you been?" ”

Wang Yao was stunned, thinking that it might be because he hadn't heard it in the revival space for too long, and every time he entered the revival space, Wang Yao's perception of the outside world would become weaker.

Wang Yao pursed his lips, "I fell asleep, maybe I didn't hear it." ”

"Everyone has finished eating, but fortunately, your Senior Sister He is worried about you and bought you some pastries, let's put on the mat first, and then eat it in the evening. Mao Weitao smiled and led Wang Yao into the house.

The smell of gouache in the room made Wang Yao's breathing a little difficult, Wang Yao had a smart nose, and it didn't seem very good to be able to smell these gouache cosmetics.

Mao Weitao's room was not small, but it was a little crowded with seven or eight people, and they drew their eyebrows opposite each other, and saw that Wang Yao just said hello with his eyes.

He Saifei sat on the bed and beckoned to Wang Yao, and took out a plastic bag with a cake in it, "Come, eat." ”

Wang Yao smiled shyly and sat on the edge of the bed looking at the others who were touching up their makeup.

"As for the drama troupe, makeup is one of our basic skills, and you have to practice it in the future, so you don't have to envy it. He Saifei joked with a smile.

Wang Yao smiled, "Our gouache seems to be different from the kind of cosmetics used by Sister Xixi." ”

"Of course it's different, it's not the same in terms of price. He Saifei pursed his lips and smiled, "The gouache we use is all made by the old recipe, although it is not very good, but it is more affordable, and it has been tested by predecessors, although the current cosmetics are good, but they are also expensive, you think, don't say much after a scene, more than 20 people, half a catty of powder must be used up." ”

"Do you think we are eating powder?" Mao Weitao glanced at her, "Now Yue Opera's makeup requirements are not as serious as before, and it is not the same as the oil paint mask of Peking Opera. ”

"It's also important to be expensive. He Saifei smiled and touched his little face, "Hey, the more I draw this skin, the worse it feels." ”

Wang Yao glanced at He Saifei's face, although there were traces of foundation, it should be very light, and her skin was good, so she looked like she didn't wear makeup.

"Don't complain, the old-timers used to use pot ash and lead powder to apply makeup, and the old people of their generation have corroded everything on their eyebrows because of lead powder and watercolor. Mao Weitao smiled.

Wang Yao's heart sank, and he was in awe of those artists, it turned out that those artists in the previous videos were all dressed up like this.

"I'm just talking. He Saifei pouted his cheeks, "There is no multi-batch purchase fee on it, which is not humane at all." ”

No one could hear He Saifei's complaints, Mao Weitao smiled and didn't take a stubble.

Wang Yao stopped eating two pieces of cake after eating, and smiled at He Saifei, "Senior Sister He, I'll paint your eyebrows." ”

"You?" He Saifei said slightly mischievously, "Have you ever seen an eyebrow pencil?"

"Didn't I say it in the morning, I can write and draw with a brush. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"Phew, you kid is just looking for my sister for fun. He Saifei glanced at Wang Yao coquettishly, with her current makeup, she is indeed a little stunningly beautiful, but she does not have Lin Daiyu's delicate feeling, but is a little heroic.

"Try it, you can wipe it anyway. Wang Yao said with a smile that he actually wanted to try what level he could draw with the painting he had just learned.

"You can draw me if you want, but you'll have to show me boxing. He Saifei rolled his eyes and chuckled.

Wang Yao touched his face, "It's okay, but you haven't seen Tai Chi?"

"I often see Tai Chi in the park, but I haven't seen anyone beaten. He Saifei's eyes flashed with excitement, and it could be seen that this young woman, who was nearly thirty years old, also had violent cells in her bones.

"Okay. Wang Yao agreed.

"Use eyeshadow to paint a handle, it's easy to rub. Mao Weitao rummaged through his bag, took out a small black box, and opened the eyeshadow powder with various colors inside.

Wang Yao took out a brush from his bag, and when he was in the Treasure Pavilion, Uncle Zhao saw that Wang Yao could write, because the appraisal failed, and Uncle Zhao was not embarrassed to ask for the appraisal fee, and gave Wang Yao a set of brushes of various specifications as compensation.

"Ah, you kid really use a brush to draw for me?" Seeing that Wang Yao really took out a brush, He Saifei patted Wang Yao with disgust.