"Ink, is it really you girl back?"

Shui Mo's gaze looked in the direction where the voice came from, "It turned out to be Mr. Cao, are you still holding a brush?" Is it painting? ”

"Not really! Come on, come on, ink, I haven't seen you for a few years, your ink danqing should make a lot of progress, now I will paint a picture on the spot, so that the teacher will also rise in his eyes! ”

In recent years, Mr. Cao has really become a fairy, and he likes this kind of life of calligraphy, painting, literature and music of idle clouds and wild cranes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoFor the apprentice of ink painting, he loves and loves it, and he is even more proud!

Shui Mo was not polite to him, took the pen handed over by Mr. Cao, walked to a large desk, and shouted directly to Murong Qing: "Paper and ink are waiting!" ”

That tone says as arrogant as it is!

Seeing that Murong Qing secretly swallowed his saliva, this guy didn't notice her every move at all, and directly affected this man who had just eaten meat once!

Murong Qing flashed a few times, and then obediently put a brand new piece of rice paper on the desk, and took over the inkstone for ink painting, which was the treasure that Shui Ling once came to in Songcheng Antique Street.

Fortunately, I like to carry a big bag with me everywhere on the ink, which looks very bulging, but in fact, it is completely empty, which is also convenient for her to use the storage bag.

At first, everyone thought it was the end inkstone of the Song Dynasty, but after using the ink a lot, they found that although this inkstone was an end inkstone, it was not from the Song Dynasty, but from the Tang Dynasty.

At the beginning, the appearance of the inkstone was deliberately new, and after Shui Ling got it, she gently changed it to a big one.

"Ink, your inkstone is not simple!"

No, when the ink took out the inkstone, I saw Mr. Cao, who was a little more knowledgeable.

"Hehe, Mr. Cao, good vision!"

Ink painting was originally fooled in this way, but Teacher Huang He wanted to interject, "Ink, you masters and apprentices can't fool people on the side, or tell everyone why this inkstone is not simple, right?!" ”

"This inkstone is the Tang Dynasty inkstone! The appreciation of the end inkstone breaks the pit, evaluates the stone quality, and discusses the craftsmanship. It is difficult to distinguish the inkstone, it is not difficult to distinguish the fine and coarse, but it is difficult to break the pit. The mouth of the broken pit is closely connected with the evaluation of stone quality, and the stone quality, stone color, stone pattern, and stone sound are inseparable as a whole. And this inkstone has the characteristics of a typical end inkstone.

As for saying that it is from the Tang Dynasty, at first I only made a rough judgment, and I can't be sure. Later, I sent it directly to the laboratory to identify the specific age, and it is really difficult for us to judge its age based on experience and so on. ”

After all, ink painting is not a professional antique appraisal expert, and these special terms are also directly copied and rigidly applied after reading some books.

In fact, the reason why ink can be picked up from time to time is also because she was reborn in a lifetime, firstly, the opportunity is very deep, and secondly, she is a person who cultivates the truth, and her five senses are different from ordinary people! Antiques have gone through countless years and history, and have a unique taste.

Huang He was half-understood when he heard this, and said depressedly: "Ink and wash are very professional, but I am too ignorant, and after listening to it for a long time, it is still like listening to heavenly books." But I understand the meaning of ink, this inkstone is the Tang Dynasty inkstone! Authentic! ”

"Yes, Mr. Huang is right. I looked at this inkstone for a long time, and it is really like the Tang Dynasty inkstone mentioned in ink! ”

Although Mr. Cao usually likes calligraphy and painting, he really has a certain amount of research on related pen, ink, paper and inkstone, but he is not a professional after all, and it is not easy to speak too sure!

"Okay, let's not worry about the quality of this inkstone, let's calm down and paint a painting of ink and water! Ink painting, I would like to ask you to send the work you painted today directly to the teacher, who plans to hang it directly on the blank wall in the center! ”

According to his understanding of ink painting, in the past few years, her skills must have made great progress, and he can collect this student's paintings.

He had a feeling that his student would definitely bring him a special kind of excitement in the future!

"Teacher Cao, do you really like me? I haven't painted it yet, so you've figured out what it's for? ”

Ink has always been very respectful and affectionate for her teacher Cao, who was enlightened in music and calligraphy and painting, although this teacher is not the most powerful, but he is responsible and knows how to teach according to his aptitude!

"No, I know that you are a spiritual child, since you started to learn calligraphy and ink with me, your talent in art is really jealous!"

Mr. Cao once felt that he could not teach ink painting, but later the progress of ink painting was really the same, or ink painting was smart and mastered the basic skills, so he always consulted relevant information, read books, practiced, and most importantly, ink and wash liked to sketch.

These self-learning methods are admired even by him, a teacher.

While speaking, Murong Qing had already finished the ink, and the ink was directly painted.

This time, Ink went out to Xindu, Yundu, and several provinces, cities and cities along the way, and the scenery he has seen, and the animals and plants he has seen are countless.

But what she liked the most was to see the horses in Xindu, the horses with different styles have been imprinted in her mind, and this time after listening to Mr. Cao's words, there is a strong urge to draw them directly.

Ink and wash knows that the most famous horse in history is Xu Beihong's "Eight Horses", she painted horses, although she didn't want to compare with her predecessors, but she still wanted to put the horse in her heart on the rice paper!

Since Ink chose to paint horses, she directly replaced the paper with the largest one, she didn't plan to paint eight horses, but directly painted [Thousands of Horses]!

The background of this painting is the most memorable desert in Qindu, between the desert fire and the wild sand, a fiery red horse is the first to pass through the wind and sand with its eyes open, followed by countless horses, including brown horses with squinting eyes, white horses with closed eyes, and brown horses with half of their bodies rushing forward......

When the horses leaped onto the rice paper, Ink didn't notice that she was surrounded by people she didn't know.

"Oh my God, this painting is really amazing!"

"yes, it feels like these horses have been brought to life, alive!"

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"Shh......h Be quiet, and the inspiration for ink painting will not work! Murong Qing saw that these people were looking at the ink with amazing eyes from time to time, and he couldn't get angry!

He is now a little jealous of the owner of the painting, Mr. Cao, he has always thought that ink painting is just smarter than ordinary people, but he didn't expect that today he found a shining point in her!

And listening to the meaning of the Yellow River and Cao Xinquan, ink painting can not only paint, but also musical instruments and calligraphy!

How bright does this girl's brain have to be to learn so much?

Could it be that these cultivators are so versatile?

Murong Qing is looking forward to meeting Master Ink and Wash a little, how amazing should her Master be when she teaches such an outstanding student as Ink and Ink?!

When those auras traveled from the dantian along the major meridians, passing through the tip of the right hand, those auras passed directly through the brush of the right hand, and mischievously ran to the [Thousands of Troops and Horses]!

Everyone who has been paying attention to the scroll has found that the ink painting does not feel like an ink painting but a high-definition real picture.

After a long time, Ink stopped his pen with satisfaction, stretched his waist casually, and said, "It's finally over!" Mr. Cao, this painting is the most satisfying one of all the paintings I have painted so far! What to do? I'm a little reluctant to send you! ”

"What? Ink, you promised Mr. Cao, you won't regret it, right? ”

Cao Xin was in a hurry, he was very satisfied with this painting, and made up his mind that this painting could not be hung in this studio like this, it had to be kept at home, and it would be passed on directly to future generations as an heirloom of the Cao family!

When this painting was not finished, Cao Xinquan had a feeling that this painting would definitely be priceless in the hands of someone with vision!

"Hehe, Mr. Cao, the student is joking with you! After so many years, Mr. Cao, you are still so honest! ”

Ink smiled, although she is not a very powerful enlightenment teacher, her character is still very reliable, let him take advantage of himself, Ink is still very happy.

When this [Thousands of Troops and Horses] has not yet been completed, Ink also feels that his painting level has risen to a higher level because of the effect of the aura in his body.

In this way, the value of this painting is really difficult to estimate.

Ink has a feeling that from today onwards, starting from [Thousands of Troops and Horses], even if she doesn't do anything in her life, and paints wholeheartedly, her life will definitely be very rich!

"Ink, you girl has grown so big, and she is still so naughty!"

Seeing Shui Mo's happy and carefree smiling face, Cao Xinquan was also happy, when he heard the news of Shui Bing's passing, he was very worried about Shui Mo, how sad should this girl be when she lost the only relative who cared about her? !

Later, I heard that she took a leave of absence from school and went to wander, Cao Xinquan thought that ink was self-exile!

After more than half a year outside, the positive ink painting has returned, and the painting skills have made qualitative progress, so that the ink painting will not have to worry about life in the future. With her abilities, she can live a very good life!

"By the way, Ink, what's the name of this painting? You can just put your name on it, and I think you have a seal, right? Let's get it together, this calligraphy and painting has to be more professional! ”

"It's called [Thousands of Troops]!" Ink changed to a brush and brought up the word directly. And took out the private seal she had carved out of Hetian jade recently, dipped it in ink, and gently stamped it in the corner.

Cao Xinquan carefully took the painting handed over by the ink, and planned to go directly to Songcheng in the afternoon to find the most professional master to frame it!

And always have to be guarded!

Cao Xinquan had a feeling that he was not guarding, maybe this [Thousands of Troops and Horses] would disappear when he didn't pay attention!

Note: I'm sorry yesterday, due to an accident, I broke off for a day, and I reissued a big chapter early this morning!