"Hello, the phone you are calling is turned off, please ...... later"

Ouyang Guoqing slapped his fingers on the desk in the office, looking at Ou Yangming putting down his phone, "It's been turned off?"

Ou Yangming nodded and said, "Well, I don't know what the situation is." ”

"This is troublesome, Cao Morong is crazy to do something, now the paint market situation is very good, if you completely eat Cao Gongsu's market share, it can be regarded as a complete foothold in Shanghai. ”

Ou Yangming hesitated for a moment and said, "I went to Huamei, I heard that Zhong Yue didn't go back, he should have returned to Huizhou, why don't I go to Huizhou to find it?"

Ouyang Guoqing shook his head and said: "Forget it, the New Year will be celebrated in a few days, if there is anything, let's wait until the New Year." Let Cao Morong, the old thing, shout for a few more days. Zhong Yue has his own things to do, so don't bother him anymore. ”

Ou Yangming smacked his chin with both hands, "Brother Yue, it's a bit awesome these days......"

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The snow has stopped for days. There is no one near Xiaohe Mountain, and the Zhong family has been unmanned for a long time on weekdays, so the news that Zhong Yue is at home has not leaked yet. Zhong Yue just talked to Zhang Laifu and went into retreat at home.

As Chinese New Year's Eve approached, Zhong Yue was now preparing for the painting with books in an orderly manner.

The [Qi Baishi Shrimp Painting Technique] that had been lying in the package for a long time also saw the light of day. Zhong Yue stared at this thin booklet, the recycling price of the mall was 80,000 achievement points, and if he added his own remaining achievement points, he could buy a copy of the penmanship system of modern masters. Of course, Zhong Yue won't change it, he rummaged through the mall, and the price of those famous techniques was about 200,000 achievement points.

Such as the modern painter Xu Beihong's horse painting techniques, Zhang Daqian's lotus painting techniques, etc., these are all high-end goods in the mall, and Zhongyue's small savings alone are not enough to see, let alone exchange. This lottery's [Qi Baishi Painting Shrimp Skills], even in the most difficult time, Zhong Yue was reluctant to sell it.

"The matching drawing system has been queried, has the host confirmed to use the [Qi Baishi Shrimp Painting Technique]?"

"Confirmed. Zhong Yue responded.

The system prompts: "The technique has been successfully applied, and the host can directly enter the penmanship system to learn." ”

Zhong Yue entered the penmanship system, and outside the alleys of the old Jingbei Hutong, all kinds of shouts came into his ears.

"Gourd!Rock sugar gourd~~"

"Sharp~~Scissors~Kitchen knife!"

In Zhong Yue's mind, there were a lot of technical requirements and analyses about the need to paint shrimp, and among them, Qi Baishi's brushwork for painting shrimp was directly absorbed and mastered by him. It's no wonder that technique booklets like this are so expensive, and it's justifiably expensive......

Although Zhong Yue has already used the [Qi Baishi Shrimp Painting Technique], it does not mean that he already has the level of Baishi Weng's shrimp painting. Technique is just a thing of how to use pen and ink, just like a martial arts cheat, you have learned the moves, as for how much power you can exert, it depends on your personal level.

Zhong Yue was still thinking about how to bring his pile of "big yellow croaker" into the system, but before he could open his mouth, he was directly swallowed into the system. It seems that if you want to bring something valuable into the system, you don't need Zhong Yue to bother your brain at all. This also gave Zhong Yue more confidence in the forty-three lines of the "Lingfei Sutra" that were "exploring the bag and taking things".

Maybe he'll really take a risk.

When he entered the courtyard, Zhong Yue saw Qi Baishi's cat in the corner of the wall and didn't know what he was messing with, so he shouted, "What is this doing, sir?"

As if someone had discovered some great secret, Qi Baishi quickly replied, "It's nothing." Nothing ......."

Zhong Yue looked at the panicked face of the old wealth fan, and knew that he must be hiding some treasure again. It is rumored that Qi Baishi used to work as a carpenter, so he always likes to hide his precious things in some secret compartments to avoid being stolen. Guarding against foreign thieves is one thing, but also against domestic thieves......

Although Qi Baishi's shrimp painting technique has been used, Zhong Yue still thinks that it is more appropriate to give this "big yellow croaker", after all, Lao Qi likes it.

"This is an apprenticeship, please accept it with a smile. ”

Qi Baishi saw the small cardboard box handed over by Zhong Yue, and raised his eyebrows, "Come on, what kind of gift do you bring." As he spoke, his chicken-like hand had already pulled the small handbag over.

"Tsk, this yellow croaker...... It looks like Zhou Zheng, full of weight, very good, very good. ”

Zhong Yue was secretly dripping blood in his heart, these six pieces of gold, but it cost him nearly 700,000!

The first bonus he just got from a little lacquer was just spent......

"I don't know if this shrimp painting technique can be taught to me?"

Qi Baishi took Zhong Yue's big yellow croaker, looked happy, and said, "No problem." In fact, your pen already has a certain level, but something is missing. ”

"What's missing?"

Qi Baishi scooped a bowl of water from the water tank and gave it to Zhong Yue and said, "Shrimp." ”

"What do you mean...... Am I missing observations of shrimp?"

Lao Qi shook his head and said, "You lack a choice. Everything must be perfect, when you are a god? This is true for painting shrimp, and the same is true for being a human being. ”

Different teachers, the same words, Zhong Yue painted bamboo from Zheng Banqiao, and got such an answer, and painted shrimp from Qi Baishi, and got such an answer. Zhong Yue has learned more and more painting skills now, but if he experiences it carefully, he will find that Wang Ximeng's green landscape needs to be trade-off, Zheng Banqiao's ink and bamboo painting needs to be simplified, and Bai Shiweng's ink shrimp not only needs to be made in layout, but also in color, there must be a certain trade-off.

"Sir, how can we improve?"

Qi Baishi frowned, "I'll just say that you are more stupid than Keran, and now I find that you don't have a good memory." He lifted a large yellow croaker above his head and looked serious, "Got it?"

Zhong Yue was a little absent-minded, "Do you want to continue to send yellow croaker?"

"Paint every day, don't be idle for a day! The pen can't come down!" he said, hiding the yellow croaker in his thick black cotton jacket. "Alas, it's still Lou Shibai's cleverness, you can figure it out for yourself. ”

was despised by Qi Baishi, Zhong Yue couldn't cry or laugh, but when the old man Baishi left, he gradually couldn't laugh anymore. Perhaps this trade-off is not just for the strokes on paper.

Beyond words, what Zhong Yue lacks now compared to those calligraphy and painting masters may be the persistence and trade-offs of art!