In the afternoon, Zhang Yi had no class, and accompanied Qin Feng and his party to the Tianhe Dojo, and Mr. Fang greeted him at the door early, first met Qin Feng's seniors, and then surrounded Ouyang Wanqing, and the master waited for the master and the master.

Qin Feng is a senior of the Qing Gang, the Jianghu generation is two generations higher than Mr. Fang, Ouyang Wanqing is a master figure in the calligraphy and painting industry, Mr. Fang regards her as an idol, this time I can have the opportunity to accompany her, and give a few random points, it is a blessing for Sansheng.

Qin Feng was full of praise for the grade pattern of the Tianhe Dojo, this kind of sports venue integrating competition and training, the hardware is high-end enough, the seats for five hundred people are no more and no less, no more, no more, the back is not clear, it is better to watch TV refreshingly.

I heard that it was originally a high-standard tennis hall, which was rented by Mr. Fang to Tianhe Dojo, Qin Feng nodded to her and said, "You girl has vision, yes, you have time to come to Xia Jin to develop." ”

Mr. Fang immediately said: "At that time, there will be Lao Feng's seniors to take care of him, and the junior Liu Fang can also often visit Master Ouyang and listen to the teachings." ”

As soon as Qin Feng heard this, he remembered: "Oh, this morning, the painting I saw at Zhang Yi's house was painted by you, I don't understand the painting, Wan'er praised your painting for being interesting, that's good." In the future, Wan'er will often come to Yujing, so I will ask you to accompany me more. ”

Mr. Fang immediately said happily: "Great, I will definitely serve, seniors, master, Ouyang, juniors, please have tea."

Subsequently, the people who accompanied Qin Feng and his wife to drink tea were Zhang Yi and Tang Ru, and after Chef Liu arrived at the dojo, he took a group of children to play in the dojo, drinking tea, where did he attract Chef Liu, he only drank. The others were of low rank and did not make up for it. Sun Tianyang's husband and wife identity is enough, but they want to see Qin Song and Qin Li training Sun Jing, and they don't come over.

Mr. Fang used his whole body to perform the tea ceremony, which made the four of them full of praise. After drinking tea, Ouyang Wanqing said to Mr. Fang: "Xiaofang is very aura, tea is better than painting, let's go, go to your study to see, if there is Zhang Yi's character in your study, let me see." Oh, by the way, what Zhang Yi left for you should be a painting. Look at it. ”

She always speaks so directly, which also proves that Mr. Fang's tea ceremony is indeed outstanding, otherwise she would not have been evaluated by this 'good' word, but the eternal calligraphy and painting that attracted her is of course Zhang Yi's calligraphy and painting now.

When he arrived in the study, Mr. Fang unfolded the painting of the four knights rushing to the battlefield, and Ouyang Wanqing saw this scene of the golden iron horse, as if she was on the scene, and immediately applauded loudly.

She seemed to be in the air, looking down on the four people rushing towards thousands of troops, indomitable, unrivaled momentum, actually overwhelming the army, this domineering ignited the small universe in her heart, her face suddenly turned red, and she looked very excited.

Ouyang Wanqing has read too much since she was a child, and she admires heroes very much in her bones, and she married Qin Feng without hesitation despite the opposition of her family, just because Qin Feng is heroic.

She knew that Zhang Yi had lived in the Eastern Han Dynasty, holding a halberd in the middle, and the horse's head was in the front, it must be Zhang Yi, this painting was the realism of the battlefield at that time, which was churned out of Zhang Yi's mind, and it was also a plot that he never forged, so he could be so expressive.

However, after Sister Wan was excited, when she watched it again, she felt that something was wrong, and the more she watched it, the more wrong it became, and the content of this picture did not match the emotions contained in it.

In this painting, Zhang Yi's strong sense of grief and indignation is contained, the defeat of the enemy army is not to be feared, this grief and indignation should have nothing to do with the battlefield.

Sister Wan stared at the upper part of the painting carefully, and felt that the smoke and dust rolled up were too thick, and it was the place where the most ink was used in this painting, and it was also the place where the ink was the thickest, just like the dark clouds covering the top, sweeping most of the layout.

Thinking of Zhang Yi's identity as a judge, Ouyang Wanqing guessed that this dark cloud must be Zhang Yi's current opponent, the front of the four horses was blank, and there were only a few grasses in front, this was Zhang Yi's visible enemy, which should be a metaphor for the Dongyin swordsman family, but Zhang Yi regarded it as a mustard.

Looking at this painting, it is not so much that Zhang Yi is rushing towards the army, but rather rushing towards this dark cloud.

Zhang Yi was confused and resolute, he was going to fight for his life with this dark cloud.

This dark cloud is a hidden existence, so powerful that Zhang Yi feels powerless, but he must face it.

What kind of vicious force is this?

It's just that how could Zhang Yi draw it for Mr. Fang?

Ouyang Wanqing thought for a while, and then concluded: It should be Mr. Fang who triggered Zhang Yi's mind and reflected it in the eventful years of life in the Eastern Han Dynasty, but she didn't want to explain it, and it might be difficult to explain. Therefore, he did not choose a name or sign, because Zhang Yi's emotions at that time could no longer be suppressed.

Thinking of Zhang Yi, who has always been confident, and also has incomprehensible grief and indignation, Sister Wan's eyes immediately moistened, and then hung up with two tear lines. She knew that she couldn't help, so she wanted to ask for the painting, because this painting should not belong to Mr. Fang, but only to Zhang Yi, so she should keep it for him.

I have already helped Zhang Yi hide a secret, and this second secret will be collected by myself.

Ouyang Wanqing guessed Zhang Yi's psychology when he was painting only through paintings, and thought of the process of learning painting through painting, and the purpose of the trial when he thought of the battlefield.

Zhang Yi threw the painting to Mr. Fang, obviously because he didn't want to collect it himself, but as a result, Mr. Fang added a few words to the painting, the content and connotation, which made Ouyang Wanqing very angry, and she was going to take down the painting, so she removed Mr. Fang's words.

Fang always doesn't know how many times she has seen this painting, but she can't see the connotation of this painting, just like the smoke and dust on it, it has always pressed on her heart. Seeing that Ouyang Wanqing actually shed tears for this painting, Mr. Fang was not only embarrassed: a person of Master Ouyang's level can be regarded as Zhang Yi's bosom friend, she must have understood what Zhang Yi painted, otherwise it would not be so.

Sure enough, Ouyang Wanqing didn't care about her tears at all, and asked Mr. Fang with a stalk: "Mr. Liu, I ask Zhang Yi to help you paint a painting again, and I will send you another painting to change your painting, how about it?"

Mr. Fang immediately said: "The master is ordered again, Liu Fang doesn't dare to disobey." ”

Ouyang Wanqing saw Liu Fang like this, and said: "Just now you said that I have not accepted apprentices, today I made an exception and accepted you as a registered disciple, in the future, I will live in Zhang Yi's house when I come to Yujing, you can come over at any time and accompany me to write and paint." "This is a promise to teach her calligraphy and drawing.

Mr. Fang immediately knelt down, respectfully kowtowed to Ouyang Wanqing three times, picked up the tea again, and respectfully offered it to Ouyang Wanqing and Qin Feng. This is an immediate prostration.

Mr. Fang has seven tricks in his heart, and if he can rely on Ouyang Wanqing, he can also rely on Qin Feng. This apprenticeship, she is in Hongmen, she is a generation, for Liu Fang, who has been immersed in the rivers and lakes since she was a child, of course she knows how much it will help her if she is a big guy like Qin Feng.

Moreover, being able to worship Master Ouyang as a teacher is also something she dreams of, after all, she is still obsessed with calligraphy and painting. The best of these two things, with Zhang Yi's painting, in exchange, there is also a major rebate, because Zhang Yi will also repaint, plus Ouyang's words, of course she makes a lot of money.

That is, Ouyang Wanqing, a simple woman who doesn't ask about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, will agree to accept apprentices because of a painting, and she is still a character on the road.

Of course, for Qin Feng, as long as Ouyang Wanqing is happy, it is more important than anything else, what is it to help the juniors raise their seniority, Liu Fang can coax Ouyang Wanqing to accept apprentices, then it is worth his help.

After everyone looked at some of Mr. Fang's paintings again, Ouyang Wanqing's mood was also relieved, and she wrote a word with a pen, and then said to Zhang Yi: "Zhang Yi, what Sister Wan promised Xiaofang just now, the other half has to be handed over to you to do, do Sister Wan a favor, and don't let Sister Wan be untrustworthy." ”

Zhang Yi smiled and said, "Isn't this that you are occupying the desk? ”

The dark clouds on this painting are too eye-catching, and after Sister Wan finished crying, she looked at Zhang Yi with the kind of pity, letting Zhang Yi know that Sister Wan had already seen her worries, and the painting was definitely more suitable than Liu Fang's collection if it was left in Ouyang Wanqing's hands.

Liu Fang's words and this painting were framed together, which made Zhang Yi very uncomfortable to look at, her excitement and her own grief and indignation, forcibly pasted together, it seemed so out of tune, but someone was present, and it was not easy to say.

In addition, change the painting to Liu Fang, of course Zhang Yi is willing, this painting is changed to Sister Wan's hand, and the words that Liu Fang glued to it will naturally disappear, and no one wants their new shoes to be stained with shit.