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Tang Wanling was closest to the crying little girl, and hurriedly squatted down to coax her.

It's normal for children to cry.

Speaking of which, this child is also one of Fang Jing's nieces.

And the little girl's parents were also on the side, and when they heard the crying, they turned their heads and said in a coaxing tone: "Why is Xiao Yueyue crying." ”

Hearing her parents' inquiry, Fang Yueyue was a little anxious: "That prawn wants to clip me." ”

Fang Yueyue stretched out her meaty index finger and pointed to a prawn on the painting, her angry expression revealing a little fear.

The prawns on the painting want to clip her?

Tang Wanling, who was on the side, heard it and laughed directly.

Parents can't help but wonder that children are just fun and imaginative.

Even many people around laughed and said, "Haha, Yueyue is so cute." ”

"Children's imagination is really innocent and romantic."

"How can the shrimp in the painting bite!"

The family thought it was a child's nonsense, and everyone laughed loudly.

Only Fang Jing was surprised, unexpectedly that in the entire big family, Fang Hai, who was proficient in painting, ignored this painting, but was discovered by the five-year-old Xiao Yueyue.

Although it was a coincidence, it suddenly made Fang Jing envious of this innocence.

But when Xiao Yueyue heard the words of the adults around her, she pursed her lips a little unhappily.

I didn't tell a lie, so why didn't these adults believe me?

Xiao Yueyue got rid of Tang Wanling's embrace, walked to the painting in three steps and two steps, and tried her best to shout out her immature voice: "I didn't lie to you, this shrimp can really move, it can really bite!" ”

Xiao Yueyue's seriousness, and her parents were also unexpected, looking at the front in amazement.

The voice at the banquet was also silent suddenly, and everyone moved their eyes here curiously, following Xiao Yueyue's voice and footsteps, and once again focused their eyes on the shrimp picture made by Fang Jing.

In a real sense, this is the first time that the whole family has faced up to the square scene.

"I'll go, and the painting will still look like it."

"It's not just like it, but it's really a vivid feeling."

"I really can't put into words that feeling for a while."

The family looked at it and suddenly noticed the difference.

There are many things that need to be carefully understood, but they have not understood them before, and they naturally cannot understand them now.

But at the very least, they had a clear look at the painting.

Just by looking at it once, they noticed something different.

Although I can't express it in words, and I can't think of the right words, I have to say it in general. I think Fang Jing's painting seems to be very good-looking, and the more I look at it, the better it looks.

Previously, the painting was clearly underestimated.

There was a breeze in their ears, and everyone felt a chill in their ears, and another wind rushed in through the window and swept the painting.

Ooh!

The onlookers who were attracted by Xiao Yueyue before, and the few who stood at the front seemed to be startled, and they couldn't help but take a step back.

The people behind all felt the fuss, was it so cold for a gust of wind?

Before they could speak, the men exclaimed, "Damn, this shrimp is really moving." ”

"Hell, this one on the left is really sticking for the pliers."

"I obviously saw this one on the other side, and it was actually shrinking its body."

Before everyone could react, Fang Hai, who had been drinking with the old man, rushed to the front of the painting with a brisk walk.

At the beginning, when Xiao Yueyue was scared to cry, Fang Hai didn't realize what was happening.

But when Xiao Yueyue insisted on running to the painting seriously, he chuckled in his heart, as if he had thought of some possibility.

Until a gust of wind blew by just now, he couldn't hold back anymore!

rushed to "Shrimp Picture", and at a glance, Fang Hai stayed there in a daze, and he didn't come to his senses for a long time.

"The composition is vivid."

"The demeanor is vivid."

"Elegant and flexible layout......"

Professional people are able to see more from than ordinary people.

The more Fang Hai looked at it, the more unbelievable it became, he couldn't stop the excitement in his heart, his hands trembled slightly, he wanted to touch it but didn't dare, and stroked this shrimp picture through a layer of breath.

No matter from which angle, which side, from Fang Hai's vision, it is flawless!

In fact, there can be no true perfection in the world, but the things that limit one's vision and transcend his vision are perfection.

At least in Fang Hai's eyes, the depiction of shrimp in this "Shrimp Picture" can be described as perfect.

Not only Fang Hai was stunned, but everyone else was also dumbfounded.

Looking at this situation, could it be that Fang Jing's paintings are really better than Fang Hai?

Fang Jing indifferently sandwiched a chopstick of green vegetables, his stomach was not full yet, anyway, everyone would have to be surprised for a while.

Grandpa and the third uncle couldn't calm down, and the third uncle couldn't hold his breath: "Xiaohai, what are you looking at, do you see any fame?" ”

In his heart, the third uncle really didn't want anything famous in that painting.

It was hard to defeat the big brother once, and the fruits of this victory must be preserved as much as possible.

On the other hand, Grandpa grinned again.

Although he didn't say a word, in his eyes full of hope, what he was looking forward to was self-evident,

Hearing the third uncle's inquiry, Fang Hai came back to his senses and smiled bitterly: "Dad, this is too famous. ”

With the eyes of a monster, he swept towards Fang Jing: "Xiaojing, aren't you in the pit?" ”

"You painting, Uncle Hai doesn't dare to shoot a horse."

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought that this painting was the work of a certain master of Chinese painting."

Chinese Painting Masters......

Mr. Qi Baishi is definitely worthy of this title, and there are more than that.

As for Fang Jing, he took a sip of soup and grinned.

Such a nice title, he laughed at it.

And Fang Hai's heart at this time had already left behind the two old men who were fighting for a breath, and now the most important thing in his eyes was only the painting.

Although this "Qi Baishi Shrimp Picture" is just an ordinary painting of Qi Baishi, it only has the quality of blue name.

It cannot be compared with Mr. Qi Baishi's most famous and purple quality "Dragons Entering the Sea".

But that is also the work of Mr. Qi Baishi, although Fang Jing's handwriting, at most restore eighty or ninety percent of the style, but in terms of the painting art embodied above, it is an absolute master of Chinese painting.

It is enough to hold up a circle and achieve the strength of a first-class rating!

The Chinese painting circle is a well-known small circle, and it has even been forgotten by the entertainment industry.

It is nothing more than that, because it is difficult to find painters, and it is even more rare for everyone to see Chinese painting......

Now there is no one recognized Chinese painting in China!

In fact, even Fang Hai couldn't confirm whether Fang Jing's level really reached the level of Chinese painting.

I just feel that the shrimp picture in front of me has surpassed his vision. and the works of Chinese painting masters who have been fortunate enough to see are on par.

Glancing at Fang Jing suspiciously, Fang Hai still couldn't believe it at this time.

"Fang Jing, what's the name of this picture?" Suddenly, Fang Hai asked out loud.

Fang Jing took the name casually, and it was ready to use: "Fang Jing Shrimp Picture". ”

It's simple and easy to remember, and it's unpretentious.

Hearing the name, Fang Hai actually picked up the painting and ran away: "Just show this painting to the teacher." ”

"Whether it is a Chinese painting or not, the teacher will definitely be able to see it at a glance."

"If that'......"

Thinking that there would be a master of Chinese painting in the Chinese painting circle, Fang Hai's palms were sweating with excitement.

Although the entertainment industry on Oran includes the Chinese painting circle, the Chinese painting circle has its own style and has never considered itself an entertainment industry.

The Chinese painting circle is a big circle and a small circle, and the status in the entertainment industry is high or low, and whether any painter has made it to the popularity rating, these news have no one paid attention to in the Chinese painting circle.

But there is a master of Chinese painting, not for the benefits he may bring to the circle, only the works of this master of Chinese painting.

The entire Chinese painting circle will have the highest respect!

This kind of respect is not about interests, but only from art.

At the same time, looking at Fang Hai's footsteps of leaving in a hurry, the grandfather, who was the protagonist of the birthday banquet, was not angry at all, but laughed: "Hehe, there is no need to say anything like this." ”

"Even my grandson's painting has won over your son, and I have won again."

Hahaha......