Three-four-one lotus embankment

As soon as she returned to the Shen Mansion, a late spring rain fell unexpectedly, adding two points to Luo Huanyan's grief that had not yet subsided, making her immersed in it and unable to extricate herself for a long time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Fortunately, Mrs. Wan also took the Wan Qian brothers and sisters to live in the Shen Mansion. Wan Bicheng pestered Luo Huanyan all day long, so that Luo Huanyan did not have a lot of time to be sad and sad alone.

Wan Bi either dragged Luo Huanyan to wander around the garden and flutter butterflies every day, or dragged Luo Huanyan to accompany her along the shore of the lake east of Shen Mansion to tease paper kites, or asked someone to lead a canopy boat to raft and pick lotus...... In short, in Luo Huanyan's eyes, Wan Bi has no time to be idle at all, thinking about how to play all the time.

Of course, more often than not, Wan Bi pestered Luo Huanyan to teach her to paint, and this was what Luo Huanyan promised her when she was in Yangzhou, and there was absolutely no reason to go back on her word.

In June, the West Lake was recited by countless literati and writers, but they didn't know that the water area outside the old house of the Shen family on the outskirts of Jiangning, under the scorching sun of June, also presented the red and green ten-mile lotus flowers, and the magnificence of lotus leaves.

I haven't been to West Lake, Luo Huanyan can't compare, whether West Lake is beautiful or more beautiful here. But such a scenery often reminds Luo Huanyan of the scene of going to Shenghu Lake in the capital city to pick lotuses.

Wan Bi looked down at the freshly painted painting on the case, and shouted without raising his head: "Sister Luo, Sister Luo, come and help me take a look." ā€

Wan Bi's coquettish voice dragged Luo Wanyan's thoughts back again, withdrew her gaze from the blue leaf pink lotus in front of her, and moved to the front of the painting.

Perhaps Wan Bi is really talented in painting, at the beginning, Luo Huanyan still needs hand-in-hand guidance, and soon she only needs to be guided after she finishes painting...... Now, Wan Bi has taken classes with Luo Huanyan at Mr., and has already caught up with Luo Huanyan, and even sometimes has more spirituality than Luo Huanyan, which is very popular with Mr.

But Wan Bi still likes to give Luo Huanyan a comment on the new work as soon as possible, even if Luo Huanyan can't give her guidance, she is also happy.

A new lotus stands in the wind, two flowers are close to each other, pieces of lotus leaves fly with the wind, and a few swimming fish and lotus frolic under the lotus...... Before coloring, with only a few strokes, Luo Huanyan exclaimed: "It's so beautiful!" and even reluctant to take her eyes off the drawing paper.

After listening to Luo Huanyan's praise, Wan Bi's eyes were slit, and the corners of her mouth even showed two shallow dimples, shaking Luo Huanyan's arm with surprise, and asked, "Really?

Shen Xuan didn't know when he came behind the two, glanced at the painting case, and said with a pout: "It must be fake, it's obviously too stereotyped, and it's out of interest!

Suddenly hearing Shen Xuan's voice, Luo Huanyan was startled, and when she turned around, she saw that the maids had all taken two or three steps back, only Shen Xuan shook the folding fan in her hand, and her face was full of disdain for Wan Bi's new work.

Without waiting for Luo Huanyan and Shen Xuan to greet each other, Wan Bi seemed to have formed a conditioned reflex, stared at the big eyes that were still bent into slits just now, stared at Shen Xuan with his hands on his hips, and gritted his teeth and roared: "Why are you again! You are everywhere! If you have the ability, you can draw, you can draw something interesting, you can draw something that is not rigid!"

Seeing that Wan Bi was like a cockfight, Luo Huanyan pulled her funny, and was about to persuade Shen Xuan to say a few words, but who knew that Shen Xuan raised her eyebrows, thrust the folding fan in her hand into her waist, and pulled the corners of her mouth and said: "I draw just me, how can it be like a cockfight, look at it! Don't look at it as a cross-eyed fight! Do you think that graffiti like your chicken paws can also be called painting?"

Saying that, Shen Xuan waved his hand and pushed Wan Bi, so that Wan Bi had to take half a step back and give up the long drawing.

The green hills in the distance are like clouds and mist, like a dream, and they are not real. The lotus leaves in the vicinity are intertwined like umbrellas, and several delicate lotus sticks out of the lotus leaves, high and low are staggered. A few willow branches float into the picture out of nowhere, and two dragonflies chase low, as if they will stop at the tip of the lotus at any time, and as if they are about to go away.

However, at the time of a stick of incense, a lotus pond scenery jumped on the paper, that is, Wan Bi also pursed his lips and stopped talking, Shen Xuan thought about it, and wrote under the blank space: "Wind and Lotus Send Evening" Four big characters, and book: Ten miles of lotus fragrance, half a lamp of summer ink.

Immediately put down the pen, Shen Xuan looked at his painting and nodded with satisfaction, and smiled provocatively: "What?

Who knew that before Wan Bi could react, Shen Kun, who came together with Luo Jizong, smiled from afar: "Third brother, why is it so good today?"

Wan Bi also came back to his senses at this time, and before Shen Xuan could speak, he replied loudly: "What is Yaxing, he is just bullying the small with the big, showing off here!"

As soon as Wan Bi's words fell, Shen Xuan pursed his lips disdainfully and asked, "Who bullied the small with the big? What did you bully? Brother, I call you a long insight, do you understand?" As he spoke, Shen Xuan also took out the folding fan on his waist and knocked it twice on Wan Bi's head.

Seeing this, Luo Jizong couldn't help but glance at Wan Bi, but seeing that Wan Bi was already so angry that his eyes were red, thinking of Wan Bi's heart-rending cry, Luo Jizong shuddered, and hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "The third brother can't favor one over the other, only let my sister and Miss Wan have a long experience, and you have to give me a long experience." ā€

After a few months of getting along, Luo Jizong had already mingled with several brothers of the Shen family, and Shen Xuan moved his body to the side noncommittally when he heard this.

Shen Kun also hurriedly followed, and said with a smile: "Jizong, you are really right, our third brother's paintings are famous in the entire Jiangning City, if you can get the third brother's guidance, it will be how many people in Jiangning City can't ask for it." ā€

When Wan Bi heard this, she immediately forgot to be angry, her eyes widened in disbelief, she looked at Shen Xuan's paintings that had not yet dried, and then looked at Shen Xuan, her eyes flickering.

How could Luo Huanyan not know Wan Bi's thoughts, pushed Wan Bi's back, and chuckled: "Aren't you happy to thank the third brother?" After speaking, she tilted her head and winked at Shen Xuan, and said with a smile: "Third brother, our Bi'er is also very talented, and it has only been three or two months since she learned painting." ā€

Sure enough, Shen Xuan suddenly turned his head when he heard this, looked at Wan Bi with a smug face, looked at Wan Bi's paintings before, and finally fell on Luo Huanyan.

Seeing this, Luo Huanyan nodded with a smile, and Shen Xuan said casually: "Although it is nothing more than that, it is indeed more talented than ordinary people, when you have to be free, let her bring the painting to me to see." After speaking, he turned around, knocked on the heads of Shen Kun and Luo Jizong with a folding fan, and asked, "It's not that you are going to end this year, why don't you go to Wenshu?"

When Shen Kun heard this, he immediately put down the painting in his hand, and subconsciously glanced at Luo Huanyan, seeing that Luo Huanyan was talking to Wan Bi in her ear, Wan Bi nodded from time to time, Shen Kun Mo Ming felt relieved, he couldn't say why, he was afraid that Luo Huanyan would misunderstand him and not use his skills.

Who knew that Luo Jizong turned around, but he smiled confidently: "Even if we are going to end this year, don't we also have to combine work and rest? ā€

Shen Xuan originally asked casually, and had no other intentions, but seeing Luo Jizong's explanation, Shen Kun seemed to be relieved, and couldn't help laughing: "Okay, you can do it if you have a number, I still have something to do and leave first." ā€

After speaking, Shen Xuan glanced at Wan Bi, nodded to Luo Wanyan again, then turned around and paced away, Luo Jizong and Shen Kun saw this, and hurriedly saluted Luo Wanyan and Wan Bi to say goodbye.

After a few people walked away, Wan Bi returned to the painting case, looked at Shen Xuan's painting, and was stunned, not knowing what he was thinking. Luo Wanyan only knew that since then, she rarely came to her to paint together, but Wan Bi's painting skills are getting better and better.

Fortunately, Fu arranged a lot of courses for Luo Huanyan, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, female celebrity cooking, financial housekeeping, and the focus was on needlework and financial management.