Chapter 347: Turning Rivalry into Jade Silk
Silk turned and went upstairs. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć After a while, Qiu Xiang came down from the third floor with a slight curling, and said with a grin: "Gongzi, you are going to paint again, first say okay, paint for me, and I will polish the ink for you." ā
Tang Bohu's eyes immediately straightened, stared at Qiu Xiang without blinking, and said eagerly: "Qiu Xiang, my paintings are for you, I will draw as many pictures as you want." ā
Qiu Xiang glared at him: "Who is rare, you are wrong, right?
Tang Bohu smiled wryly. Everyone also laughed along, no one could understand Qiu Xiang, this girl is so stupid, she didn't want Tang Bohu's painting.
Tang Bohu realized that he had lost his temper just now. Qiu Xiang's smile always made him fascinated, but unfortunately it wasn't for him, once his eyes were on him, his pretty face was immediately covered with frost.
"Qiu Xiang, don't make trouble, this is Brother Bohu. Silk whispered.
Qiu Xiang said coldly: "I only know that he is a dead-faced person." Sister Sisi, you are careful of being targeted by him, it is difficult to take it off. The toad crawls on the instep of the foot and does not bite people. ā
Wen Bin looked at Tang Bohu worriedly, he was really afraid that he would not be able to hold his face for a while and make a big fuss, with his character, this is completely possible. Unexpectedly, Tang Bohu was like a puppy kicked by his master, standing there pitifully, wanting to see but not daring to look at Qiu Xiang.
This situation and this scene made his heart move, this Tang Bohu is really a lover, at least he is sincere to Qiu Xiang. Put yourself in your shoes, if Pomegranate was like this to him, as long as he did it once, he would have long since lost his head, how could he still stand here and lose this face? .
In fact, Tang Bohu's mentality is no different from the situation, and he and Qiu Xiang slapped him in the face with a bow left and right, and his strong self-esteem reminded him that it was time to go, and he couldn't continue to lose face here, but he couldn't help himself, and he couldn't move his feet.
The moment Qiu Xiang went downstairs, except for Pomegranate and besides, everyone else's eyes were also straight, and that was because of Qiu Xiang's appearance. Wen Bin and Shen Zhou were also stunned, they didn't expect that there was such a big magic power, Qiu Xiang not only promised to polish ink for him, but also happily.
Seeing Qiu Xiang, everyone understood why Tang Bohu was in a hurry, if this matter was put on them, it would be three words: messed up. Everyone took one look at Qiu Xiang and then at Tang Bohu, and felt that they were really a good match, but Tang Boss was now at a disadvantage, and they couldn't help, so they had to hold their breath and wait for the plot to develop.
Su Qingdong was convinced, but he was unwilling, and under the command of his subconscious, he said half-truths and half-truths: "Besides, brother, I am convinced, your magic power is really great." ā
Moreover, when he heard the meaning of his words, he was obviously still building a bridge and arching the fire, wanting to intensify the contradiction between him and Tang Bohu. It's so vicious, this is trying to kill people with a knife. However, now is not the time to settle accounts with him, this account will have to be taken back with interest another day, even if he is Su Dongpo's descendant, he can't be easily spared.
"Character issues. Besides, he said lightly.
"Besides, what do you mean kid, I said that your character is not as good as you?" Wen Bin, who was on the side, feigned anger.
He knew that these words were aimed at Tang Bohu, but he also piggybacked him inside, after all, he and Sisi both thought that they couldn't invite Qiu Xiang before.
Wen Bin took the initiative to take it and interrupted the conversation, because he didn't want Tang Bohu to be annoyed and embarrassed.
"yes, we're not as good as you? Qiu Xiang, tell me yourself, why you agreed to polish the ink for him. Sisi also pretended to be annoyed.
Qiu Xiang grimaced at Sisi, ran to Besides, and whispered, "You really have to compare paintings, how long will it take to finish painting." ā
Tang Bohu then remembered that there was a better painting, and said: "Besides, I lost this time." No need to compare. But this has nothing to do with character, it's my carelessness. Compared to character, I will not be worse than you. ā
"How can this character be compared? Brother Bohu, you won't compare your character in the next game, right?" asked Pomegranate.
When you think about it, there is really no comparison, character can only be judged by everyone, and there is no absolute scale to measure.
"No, I just said it casually. Besides, I know that you have an opinion of me, and I have the same opinion of you. Tang Bohu saw that Qiu Xiang was almost standing close to him, and he could only suppress the jealousy in his heart. He doesn't even have the qualifications to be jealous now.
"Character? Someone is really lacking what to shout, apart from drawing a few pictures of goblins fighting, will there be anything else?" Qiu Xiang didn't look at Tang Bohu at all, and said coldly.
Everyone snickered, it seems that Tang Bohu is really famous for painting the Spring Palace, and even Qiu Xiang knows it. Could it be that Qiu Xiang dislikes Tang Bohu because of this? Alas, this matter is not suitable for public justification.
Tang Bohu's face was full of tears, the Spring Palace I painted was all good in clothes, and the obscene paintings of goblin fights were all obscene and counterfeit fakes, where did I paint them. Wronged death!
Although Tang Bohu is merry by nature, he is really not a ** person. If you can't be affectionate and polite, the bottom line of the scholar can still be kept, and the clothes of the painted characters must not be taken off. His Spring Palace pays attention to the affection of his eyebrows and eyes, focusing on the body language of the characters, which is also an important reason why his Spring Palace pictures can transcend this field and be passed on to future generations and become works of art.
But it's useless for him to argue, he will only paint more and more black, and the ** palace map of people in society is aimed at Tang Yin's signature, and everyone knows that Tang Yin's Spring Palace is the best. Over time, imitations and fakes flew all over the sky, and Tang Bohu only sighed.
"You are a dead girl, you really give him face, let you come down and come down, how did you become so well-behaved?" Pomegranate whispered to Qiu Xiang.
Qiu Xiang said: "What's this, last time Gongzi acted as a shield for me, I heard that someone here put cold arrows on him, of course he is willing to come down and act as a shield for him." ā
Pomegranate understood what she meant, and Qiu Xiang was talking about the last time Tang Bohu went to his house. That time, Qiu Xiang pushed the situation out to block the arrows, but offended Tang Bohu and made a very unpleasant scene, and afterwards, Qiu Xiang always felt guilty.
"That is, we are comrades in the trenches, and we have arrows to change the block. Besides, with a wave of his hand, he got up again.
"What, you're comrades in the trenches, how are you going to fight?
Besides, he smiled: "We are comrades in the same room." ā
The crowd burst into laughter.
The pomegranate couldn't hold it anymore, and scolded: "Die!" In a state of shame, he couldn't help but lift his slender feet and stepped on it fiercely.
Moreover, the scream is somewhat exaggerated, to show the unusual relationship between them. Of course, the suede boots worn by the pomegranate have a wooden heel and are not much harder than iron nails.
The crowd burst into laughter again.
The two laughs swept away the embarrassing atmosphere in the room, and everyone began to talk and laugh again, and Sisi and Wenbin both gave him a look of gratitude, and they squeezed their eyebrows in return. The mess has finally been suppressed.
"Son, what do you want to paint, can you paint a portrait for me, keep it until I'm old, and then look back." ā
Qiu Xiang has heard Xiao Nier say many times, besides, the portrait painting is the best, and the person painted is more beautiful than the real person, so she has always wanted to ask for a photo of her, but she has never had the chance, and now she has blocked an arrow for him, and she feels that the time has come.
Tang Bohu exclaimed excitedly: "Qiu Xiang, how can you be old? You will not be old! You will always be young and beautiful today." ā
Qiu Xiang glanced at it coldly and said, "It's really disappointing, you are going to die!"
Everyone laughed for a while, Tang Bohu was not embarrassed this time, but felt that there was light on his face, Pomegranate had just finished scolding Besides, Qiu Xiang scolded him like this, didn't it mean that he and Qiu Xiang were like Pomegranate, thinking like this, the whole person almost floated.
Wen Bin smiled: "Bohu, you better die on my side, I'll bury it." ā
Tang Bohu grinned and said with a smile: "Okay, please dig a bigger pit brother, I can't stretch my legs and feet when it's small." ā
Besides, his heart moved, and he suddenly smiled: "Brother Bohu, don't you want to compare paintings, I think so, let's compare portraits, just paint Miss Qiuxiang, but this painting can't be painted today, the time is too short and it is not good, let's paint one in a month, and let's come here again in a month to compete." ā
Pomegranate hurriedly tugged at his sleeve and said puzzledly: "You are stupid, why compare with him, that's what you suffer." ā
Everyone is also puzzled, Tang Bohu's best thing is figure painting, otherwise the Spring Palace would not be so good. Besides, isn't this attacking the enemy's strengths with his own shortcomings? Obviously, the egg fell in love with the stone, and the result is self-evident.
"Since you are interested, I will accompany you. Tang Bohu was very calm and did not like it.
The happiest and happiest is naturally Qiu Xiang, she knows that this is a promise to paint a portrait of her, and even Xiao Nier and Pomegranate don't have such treatment.
The matter of the painting was decided in this way, not to cancel, but to reschedule. This is also inevitable, if you want to paint a good picture seriously, it is not a day and a half to paint, the kind of urgent painting method can rarely produce high-quality products, some painters spend several years or even more than ten years, carefully conceived, carefully pondered, several drafts, and finally slowly draw a painting, that is a masterpiece that can be handed down to the world.
The last time I was in the teahouse, I was drinking tea with the Wenbin brothers, Sisi and Qiuxiang, and suddenly my inspiration broke out and I drew a picture, which was also the connotation of many years that broke out at one point, which can be met but not sought.
Calligraphy is different, kung fu in ordinary times, as long as the skill is profound, you can write a work anytime and anywhere, but in a person's life, only a few are the pinnacle of works, and it is impossible for every work to be a masterpiece of art.
Besides, at this time, he turned his head to Su Qingdong and said, "Brother Su, we have to settle our accounts one day." The time is up to you, it's up to you to fight or fight, and it's up to you to fight alone or in a group. If I lose, you can make any conditions, and if you lose, I won't be difficult for you, as long as you honestly explain why you always hide behind your back and shoot cold arrows at me. ā
Su Qingdong was speechless for a while, stunned.