Besides, he was speechless, he was really not afraid of the old master and pomegranates, if Qiu Xiang was really like Zhou Dingcheng said, he didn't care about Dona concubine, although this matter was a bit ridiculous, after all, it was reasonable. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, deep down in his heart, he could feel that Qiu Xiang didn't love him, although he usually teased him and even flirted with him, it was just the appearance. Qiu Xiang is a little ambiguous about him, but not in essence, she is not even as good as Sisi, a little indescribable emotion towards him. Besides, he also knew that the master and servant were using him as a tool and playing with pomegranates, and the drunkard did not mean that he was in this cup of "wine" at all.

Especially in Wang Ruofei's mansion, Qiu Xiang said "If it doesn't work, I'll marry you as a concubine", this sentence actually shows that Qiu Xiang has no love for him, at least not like the love of Zuo Ling and Xiao Nier, let alone pomegranates. If you really love that, don't talk about Tang Bohu, even the king of heaven can't stop it.

As for the old master and the pomegranate, he has a bottom in his heart, as long as it is not too excessive, in fact, he can still pass the test. He brought back Xiao Nier, he thought he was going to make a big fuss, and he didn't get along happily after he came back, but now don't talk about pomegranates, even the old master likes Xiao Nier very much, saying that she has a pure heart, which is rare in the world.

To put it bluntly, Qiu Xiang and Tang Bohu are not enemies, and in the end they are not a couple, so what kind of relationship will it be? No one can think of it.

"I'll do my best, I must find a way to give Qiu Xiang autonomy and let her decide her own destiny and not be at the mercy of others. "Besides, I made up my mind to fight a decisive battle for Qiu Xiang, defeat Tang Bohu, and make Qiu Xiang raise her eyebrows.

Of course, even if Tang Bohu is defeated, it will only temporarily relieve the pressure for Qiu Xiang, and it will not be able to fundamentally solve the problem, if you want to completely solve the problem, the only way for Qiu Xiang to break away from the Yun family, get rid of the identity of Yahuan, and truly become independent.

But he doesn't know how to do this step, after all, Qiu Xiang is not like him, everyone can hold up a family. In the Ming Dynasty, it was a fantasy to ask a girl to start a family independently.

How to completely solve the problem is a later story, and the most urgent thing in front of him now is very simple: Whether he can defeat Tang Bohu! To him, Tang Bohu is Mount Everest, and if he wants to conquer it, it is almost the same as ascending to the sky.

"Boy, find a way to use the finishing touch method you have realized recently, if you can fully exert this method, it will be no problem to win Tang Bohu. Zhou Dingcheng began to encourage in reverse.

"Eye-catching?"

Besides, his head was so big that he didn't know what the eye-catching method was, and he couldn't even be sure if the immortal picture he drew was really the eye-catching method recorded in history.

In any case, it seems that the only hope for him is to reproduce that kind of painting, but he still has no way to enter the door, and he is not able to use the kind of painting technique that he himself cannot understand.

What is the finishing touch?

Besides, I don't know what Gu Kaizhi's eye-catching method is, and even doubt whether the legend is wrong.

He was also fortunate to see Gu Kaizhi's painting once, and according to the authoritative identification, it was genuine, but he did not find any traces of the legendary miraculous eye-dotting method.

Of course, the technique of this painting is superb, the realm is lofty, that is not said, after reading it, it made his mind boom for three days and three nights, almost dementia, completely unaware that there is a real world, except for that painting, there is nothing else. This is probably the out-of-body as the saying goes.

Moreover, the envisaged finishing touch is a sudden thing, like sending out the electricity first, then laying the wiring, connecting the wires to the lamps, and then setting a switch.

When the switch is not pressed, nothing is visible, but once the switch is pressed, the light instantly blooms and illuminates the space. The finishing touch is the switch. It's just an analogy, but it also illustrates the beauty of the finishing touch.

Therefore, I feel that my fairy painting cannot be regarded as the finishing touch, or that I have not yet realized the mystery of the finishing touch.

However, Zhou Dingcheng's reminder still had an effect on him, thinking that the day of the competition was approaching, he lost his mood and continued to drink, and returned to the studio alone to re-understand the painting techniques.

Looking at the picture of the gods he had drawn, he thought about it but couldn't find a clue, the painting seemed to be close to his thoughts, but after all, there was still something missing, what was missing?

Background?

Halo?

Pigment?

Could it be the metal composition of the pigment?

He didn't know what the formula of Gu Kaizhi's oil paint was, but those sages and sages in the two Jin Dynasty had already begun chemical synthesis, and the leading figure was the Taoist Dade Ge Hong, and Tao Hongjing had devoted his life to the study of chemistry, and the main direction of attack was alchemy, which was the basis for refining the elixir of immortality.

In this way, will the painters of the two Jin Dynasty make achievements in oil painting? Then, there must be a formula.

The oil paint formulas of Western painters are well documented, and the data are all open and not a secret. But the current conditions to refine this kind of oil paint, there is also quite a lot of difficulty.

Background?

Rendering?

Is there any other way to break through?

Besides, knowing his shortcomings in painting skills, the finishing touch may be a shortcut, but the problem is that he can't enter the door at all, and the door to the shortcut passes through the light, but it is deadly closed.

He meditated on the picture of the gods he had drawn at the beginning, from the first stroke to the last stroke, and redrew it with his mind.

It was already the second half of the night, and he didn't feel sleepy, sitting quietly in the studio alone. It seemed that only a moment had passed, and the thoughts in his mind had awakened him, urging him to continue meditating. By this time, the sky had already lit up.

After hovering for an hour, he suddenly seemed to realize something, but at this moment, Xiao Nier came in, saw him happy, came over and hugged him and smiled: "When did you come back yesterday?"

The process of enlightenment was interrupted, but he didn't have much regret, it was just a little aura, and he might not be able to grasp it, and he had flashed his aura many times before, but he only vaguely seemed to have an understanding, but he didn't catch anything.

"Came back in the middle of the night. He replied.

"You can't paint here all the time, do you?

Xiao Nier looked at him without a trace of bloodshot in his clear eyes, and his face was even more energetic, as if he had just slept in a beauty sleep, but none of this explained the problem, and not sleeping all night was no different from a normal person's good sleep. But she still felt that not sleeping like this would definitely hurt her body.

"I didn't sleep, I couldn't sleep, so I sat quietly for a while. Besides.

"Why are you working so hard, are you reluctant to lose the money, or do you really want to marry Qiu Xiang back?" Xiao Nier's pretty face was only three inches away from the tip of his nose, and her eyes shone with a bright color.

"What does this have to do with Qiu Xiang, don't talk nonsense. "Besides, it's a little weak.

"It's not me talking nonsense, Sister Qiuxiang's meaning is already obvious, as long as you win that Tang Gongzi, she is willing to marry you, just like me. Xiao Nier looked candid.

"Don't think about it, Qiu Xiang didn't mean that, I didn't mean that, didn't the pomegranate let you test me?"

Recently, Pomegranate has put a lot of effort into Xiao Nier, and has made up her mind to incorporate Xiao Nier into her camp, and she is happy to see it.

"No, you know, no matter who it is, I will always be on your side, and I will never change in this life, and I will not help her deal with you. "Xiao Nier had a feeling of being wronged.

"That's good, don't think about it. Besides, he immediately comforted.

Xiao Nier suddenly sighed and said, "Actually, I also understand your thoughts, yesterday we studied together how to make you better than that Tang Gongzi, but there was no way." Then I suddenly thought about it, and I didn't know if it was right. ”

"What?" he asked.

"How fast did you paint Sister Zuo Ling at the beginning, and the painting was so good, but now you paint slowly, it seems that you can't always draw, is it that you have no passion for Qiu Xiang, at least not like Zuo Ling. I don't know if it has anything to do with painting, it's just a fantasy. Xiao Nier's eyes widened as she spoke.

Xiao Nier's private words about girls are like enlightenment. Yes, why have I never been able to find the essentials? It turns out that I have been going around in circles in my technique, and I have made a mistake in direction, and this is not a problem of technique, but a problem of emotion! Because of my lack of perception of the object I depicted, I have not grasped the essence of the object at all.

If he wants to paint an image, he can at any time, but he just can't paint that kind of charm, and it is precisely the charm that determines the outcome of a painting.

When painting Zuo Ling, he had that kind of fiery love, that kind of love was pressed in the bottom of his heart, even he only felt it dimly, but he didn't dare to burst out, maybe it was this kind of painful depression that supported the huge energy, and finally released it on the painting, so that the painting could be painted quickly and well.

Yes, the eye-catching method comes from emotion! Without emotion, everything is empty and there is no way to talk about it.

"There is another reason, I remember that you wanted Sister Zuo Ling to be a model for you at the beginning. Shaw added.

"Models?" and scratched his head.

The model is actually a very important factor, if there is a model in front of you, always observing, maybe you can observe the nuances, grasp the character burst out in a moment, in order to express your own unique feelings.

Besides, I didn't think about asking this before, but there was no problem at all with Zuo Ling as a model, Zuo Ling was willing, and no one in the Zuo family said anything. But if you want Qiu Xiang to be a model for herself, the problem is big.

A man and a woman spend hours in a room, and if you let someone in, you can't draw, and you can't let anyone in.

In ancient China, there was no such thing as a model, and painters painted based entirely on the memory in their minds, and models were really a product of Western civilization.

"Let me tell you, I suddenly thought of this yesterday, so I whispered to Qiu Xiang that if she can be willing to be a model for you, you will be a little more sure of winning that Tang Gongzi. ”

Even though there was no one else in the room, Xiao Nier whispered in his ear, she liked the feeling of whispering, and preferred the feeling of hanging around his neck and sticking together.

"What did she say?" asked his heart beating faster.