Yue Yao accompanied Zhuang Ruolan to lunch, and then went back to Begonia Garden. Maybe it's because she is relaxed, Yueyao feels beautiful when she looks at everything, even the dry branches on the tree have a different kind of beauty.

As soon as Yueyao lay down and squinted, she was woken up by the drizzle. Yueyao is used to taking a nap for half an hour at noon, and she wakes up every day without calling, and the people around her know her habit, and she will not be called if there is no major event.

Drizzle hurriedly explained: "Girl, my uncle is here, and he has brought a gentleman over, and he is already waiting outside the yard." Drizzle intuitively felt that this gentleman's status was not low, otherwise it would be impossible for the uncle to be so polite to that person.

Yue Yao blinked, and suddenly her sleepiness disappeared, this gentleman is Mr. Yushan nine times out of ten. Yueyao hurriedly got up to freshen up, and after packing up, she went out to take a look, and the person who came was indeed Mr. Yushan.

Yue Yao respectfully exclaimed, "Uncle, Mr. Yushan." ”

Ma Chengteng turned to Mr. Yushan and said, "It's all my fault, I forgot to let the entourage tell Yueyao in advance that you will come over today, let Mr. Yushan wait for a long time, and ask Mr. Yushan not to blame." Ma Chengteng was worried that Mr. Yushan would be in a bad mood because he had waited for a long time, and then he would not guide Yueyao.

Mr. Yushan didn't care about these trivial things, but stared at Yue Yao and said solemnly: "I heard that this begonia was painted by you?" Did you really draw it? "Mr. Yushan didn't believe that it was painted by Yueyao at all, how could he progress so quickly in two years? But Ma Chengteng swore that this was painted by Yueyao, so Mr. Yushan followed him with half a doubt. If it's a lie, it's a long run, and if it's true, you can't miss an opportunity to see a genius.

Yue Yao nodded and replied, "I painted it." ”

Mr. Yushan didn't talk nonsense to Yueyao, and said directly: "You can draw a new picture for me now." Yue Yao said that no matter how much he said, he would not let him believe it, he only believed what he saw.

Ma Chengteng nodded at Yue Yao.

Yue Yao was helpless, so she asked the fine silk drizzle to move the panel from the study and put it in the corridor, sat down and began to draw.

The same painting in different time periods of time scenery is also different, and the painter's mood is different, the painting feeling is not the same, Yueyao does not like Mr. Yushan's tone, and holds her breath in her heart, so the painting made is different from yesterday's painting.

It took Yue Yao more than two hours to finish this painting, this painting is more gorgeous, the begonia flowers are bright and beautiful under the sun, like a flame, and there are green leaves next to it, such a strong color gives people a strong visual impact.

Ostentatious and high-profile people will love such paintings.

Ma Chengteng asked in a low voice, "Mr. Yushan, what do you think?" "Now that I see it with my own eyes, I won't say that Yueyao is a fake. Ma Chengteng has a small expectation in his heart, looking forward to Mr. Yushan accepting Yueyao as a teacher.

Mr. Yushan's expression when he looked at Yue Yao was extremely complicated, this child was too bewitching. The ten-year-old child had already reached this point, and after a while, thinking of this, Mr. Yushan's eyes were a little fiery when he looked at Yueyao.

Yue Yao couldn't bear to meet such fiery eyes, and asked, "Sir, is there anything inappropriate?" ”

Mr. Yushan said: "The brushwork and painting skills are good, and the artistic conception is also expressed in place, but the coloring is not successful, which makes the whole painting discounted." "There is nothing wrong with the general direction, what needs to be corrected is the details. If the details are perfect, it will be perfect. But many times they don't pay attention to details, and you must know that a good work cannot be wrong in the details, otherwise it will not be a good work.

Yue Yao felt that her coloring was still good, and she didn't understand why Mr. Yushan denied it.

Mr. Yushan said solemnly: "A real great painter cannot tolerate a trace of flaws, although you are talented and have a talent for painting, but there are still many deficiencies, and you still need to work hard." "This is really a good seedling, and there is no shortage of talent and understanding. Mr. Yushan had the urge to take Yueyao as an apprentice, but reason told him no.

Yue Yao nodded again and again, "I will try to correct it." ”

Mr. Yushan was still very satisfied with Yue Yao's attitude, and continued: "A good painting, in addition to excellent painting skills, also needs poetry to be considered superior. What is your level of poetry? How well is the handwriting? "A great painter is not only good at painting, but also has to keep up with cultural heritage and calligraphy, otherwise he can't be said to be a great painter, but only a painter who paints.

Yue Yao thought for a while and said, "I'm studying." Yue Yao knows very well that she has no talent in poetry, so she is ready to learn words well first, and follow the fate in poetry.

Mr. Yushan is an experienced person, and after listening to Yueyao's words, he knew what she meant, and if he didn't want to learn, he naturally had no time, so he said, "Why don't you make a poem for me." ”

After thinking about it, Yue Yao wrote on the painting: "The spring breeze curls into the courtyard, the garden is full of begonia flowers, a little bit of carmine and new green, and the clusters are raising the morning glow." ”

Yueyao's writing is actually not a poem, but it still shocked Mr. Yushan. Of course, it was not this poem that shocked Mr. Yushan, but the words written by Yueyao. This poem is not a good poem, it can only be said to rhyme. But Yueyao's willow calligraphy is refined, the font is graceful, and there is a unique style.

No matter how good Mr. Yushan's concentration is, he can't help asking, "When did you start practicing?" "A ten-year-old child can actually produce a very skinny willow font, this is not just a demon.

Yue Yao said with a smile: "My father began to enlighten me when I was two years old, and he began to copy Liu Gong's calligraphy from the enlightenment, and he has not broken it for so many years. "Yueyao did this because she didn't want to be like her previous life, and the words she wrote after learning for so many years were tangible and godless, so she could be regarded as a second-rate.

Mr. Yushan regretted a little, "The handwriting is very good, but it lacks some strength." If it is ......" Speaking of this, Mr. Yushan looked at the cocoon on Yueyao's hand and said no more. It was he who was harsh, and the child in front of him was an extremely hardworking person. It's a pity that it's a woman, and a woman's hand power is naturally smaller than that of a man, so it's a little difficult to write a good one, but it's extremely rare to be able to answer this step.

Ma Chengteng was puzzled and asked, "Yueyao, I remember that you are practicing plum blossom calligraphy now, haven't you practiced willow calligraphy anymore?" ”

Although Ma Chengteng was surprised, Mr. Yushan was only shocked when he heard this. Mr. Yushan said incredulously: "You are still practicing another font?" "He wouldn't be surprised if Yueyao could write two fonts in her twenties now, and she could write so well, but this one was only ten years old.

Yue Yao wrote down a line.

Mr. Yushan looked at the plum blossom letter written by Yueyao, but he didn't say much, this character was written far worse than just now.

Ma Chengteng hurriedly explained: "This kid has only been learning this font for a short time, only a year, if it is a few more years, it will definitely be better than the willow font." ”

Mr. Tamayama was surprised and asked, "Have you only been practicing for a year?" ”

Yue Yao bowed her head and said, "It's less than a year and a half." ”

Mr. Yushan glanced at Yueyao deeply, and then said with a smile on his face: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and there are talented people in the country." ”

Ma Chengteng was overjoyed and said, "Mr. Yushan, so you agreed to accept Yueyao as a student?" ”

Mr. Yushan shook his head and said: "I can't accept him as a student, she already has the skills of a great painter, as long as there are still some details to pay attention to, there is still more to hone and hone, such as this coloring, you look at ......" After speaking, he began to point out the mistakes made by Yueyao.

Ma Chengteng had to be on an errand in the afternoon, so he left someone outside the courtyard, so he went on a business trip, and when he came back, he heard that Mr. Yushan was still in Haitang Garden, so he hurried over and saw that Mr. Yushan was teaching Yueyao.

It was getting dark, and Mr. Tamayama went back.

Ma Chengteng sent Mr. Yushan to the door, and finally couldn't help but say, "Mr. Yushan, I want to know, why don't you take Yueyao as an apprentice?" Could it be that Yueyao, this child, is not your mind? But he could see that Mr. Yushan liked Yueyao very much!

Mr. Yushan smiled and did not answer Ma Chengteng's question.

Ruolan smiled at Ma Peng beside her: "Husband, I didn't expect my cousin to have such a talent and attract Mr. Yushan's teaching. I heard that Mr. Yushan intends to accept a closed disciple, but I don't know if this closed disciple will be a cousin. "If Yue can worship under Mr. Yushan, it will be a great thing for Yue Yao.

Ma Peng shook his head and said: "My cousin is talented and has a talent for painting, but my cousin is a woman after all, so I think it's more difficult." "Women can't even go out of the door, how to draw well, you can't paint flowers every day!

Ruolan's face was a little gloomy, yes, how about being a woman? At that time, it is not yet to marry and have children, and serve the husband to support the heirs. Ruolan thought about Yue Yao's obsession with painting and smiled bitterly, and she didn't know how long Yue Yao could last.

Zhuang Ruolan ran out of breakfast, and heard the girl ring outside say that Mother Jiang was coming, and said, "Yueyao is afraid that she won't come, let Mother Jiang go back first!" "With yesterday's incident, where does the painterly Yueyao still have time to come over and learn to make pastries.

At the end of the day, Hao's mother came over to apologize to Zhuang Ruolan, "Young lady, our girl won't come over to make pastries today, please forgive me." "It wasn't Yueyao's order to come and ask for the sin, but Hao's mother decided it for Yueyao. Yueyao's mind is now on painting, where would she still think about the things she said yesterday that she would come to learn to make pastries in the next few days.

Zhuang Ruolan said with a smile: "It's okay, let my cousin paint with peace of mind, and don't let people disturb her." "If a person can achieve selflessness by doing one thing, he has actually succeeded. Zhuang Ruolan had no doubt that Yue Yao would be able to reach heights in the future.

In addition to practicing calligraphy for an hour every day, Yueyao was painting at other times, and then began to color. According to Hao's mother, her own girl is a little crazy again. didn't even go to say hello to the eldest young lady, which made Hao's mother worried.

Zhuang Ruolan didn't care, but he didn't allow these things to spread. Zhuang Ruolan is a strict housekeeper, and many people know about Mr. Yushan's visit to Mafu, but no one talks about Mr. Yushan's guidance to Yueyao, and it is precisely because of this that Yueyao can paint quietly in Begonia Garden.