Shang Xiu'er only admired Xiao Liuye, I don't know where to find so many masters, some were invited by Xiao Liuye, and some were kept by Xiao Liuye, according to Master Gu, the set of bands that accompanied her on the Guanyin stage that day was also raised by Xiao Liuye in Xiao Yuan on weekdays, and then thought of the five lights that were always shouted, presumably there were many such people in Xiao Yuan. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Shang Xiu'er only secretly said, this sixth master really loves drama too much.

In fact, with Xiao Liuye's status and status, it is not difficult to invite some famous people to come to Xiao Yuan to teach Shang Xiu'er, it is rare that he has dug up these masters, and what is even more rare is that these people are really convinced by Xiao Liuye, and they are also willing to teach Shang Xiu'er sincerity.

Shang Xiu'er has been running outside for so many years, and she has heard of many piano masters and teachers who play or side by the corner, but she really hasn't heard of these people, they are not ordinary people who beg for a living in the troupe, and they don't seem to pay much attention to whether they are popular or not.

Perhaps it is because of the vicissitudes of life that no one has asked about, and the masters only care about real skills - this undoubtedly makes Shang Xiu'er deeply inferior to the "Jiuling Xiu" who only saw the applause in the past.

Ninety-nine was already halfway through, and Shang Xiu'er looked at the ninety-nine chilling diagram in front of her, which was the homework assigned by Master Xiaoyue.

The two Yue masters - Yue Qi and Yue Lin are twin brothers, Shang Xiu'er heard Xiao Liuye say before that these two masters are merry characters who are good at poetry and painting, born in the Nanjun Yue family, because the original family background is good, when they were young, they were not in the officialdom, and they never participated in the imperial examination, but the brothers traveled everywhere, increased their knowledge, and finally settled in this prosperous Huodu.

The names of "Da Yue" and "Xiao Yue" are not Shang Xiu'er herself, but after the two became famous in the Central Plains for their poetry and paintings, they were called like this in the literati circle.

People who have always been talented are always a little arrogant, but for some reason, these two are willing to teach Shang Xiu'er at the request of Xiao Liuye.

Xiao Yue's master Yue Lin is good at painting, Shang Xiu'er has studied with him for more than half a year, and now looking at the painting scroll in her hand, she can't see anything good in terms of brushwork or style, and she can't help but feel a little discouraged.

Although she was frustrated, she heard the noise outside and knew that it was the teacher who came, so she hurriedly lifted the curtain and went out of the house, bowed down and said, "Master Xiaoyue." And he welcomed them in.

The person who came in was Yue Qi, his face was square, his two thick eyebrows and his beard were stained with snowflakes, because the weather was too cold, so his nose was a little red from the cold.

Yue Qi was wrapped thickly all over his body, and when he entered the study, he untied the cloak of the mink collar, revealing a cotton suit with dark blue and dark flowers, and stood in front of Shang Xiu'er for a long time, wanting to say something, but suddenly sneezed.

Seeing Shang Xiu'er handing over a cup of hot tea, he hurriedly took it and said, "Your house is different from others every time, why don't you burn it warm?" Isn't it that the people below are deliberately making trouble for you behind Xiao Liuye's back? ”

Shang Xiu'er hurriedly closed the window and said, "Master Xiaoyue, in winter, the house is not ventilated, and if it is warm, people will be easy to be lazy, so I specially asked them not to burn the brazier too much." Master Gu was also afraid that my throat would be smoked, so I opened the window to breathe, so it was not warm in the room. If Master is cold, I will ask Qingyu to add more charcoal. ”

She was about to call Qingyu, but Yue Qi waved her hand and said, "Forget it, even so, don't smoke your unchanging voice." ”

Qinghuan had eyesight, and hurriedly moved the chair closer to the brazier, Yue Qi nested in the Taishi chair regardless of the image, and wrapped the cloak around his body, as if covering the bed quilt, only frowned, and looked at Shang Xiu'er.

Shang Xiu'er only reacted a little at this time, and hesitated: "Could it be Master Dayue?" ”

Yue Qi stomped the teacup on the coffee table and said, "My brothers have taught you for a long time, how come you can't tell which one is which one is which to this day?" ”

Shang Xiu'er knew that Yue Qi was just pretending to be angry, and couldn't help but laugh and said, "It's really that the two masters are too similar, and even the beards are exactly the same." Why didn't Master Xiao Yue come today? ”

Yue Qi said: "He was a little cold when he came back from teaching at your place last time, so it's still me today." ”

Shang Xiu'er said apologetically and a little hurriedly: "It's still too cold in my house." "After that, I want to shout green jade and charcoal.

Yue Qi stopped: "Don't worry about him, he takes care of his demeanor, he wears little, he is obviously shivering in the cold of you, and he refuses to rely on the brazier to keep warm, and he is sick and he is not willing to drink bitter medicine soup, he also deserves it." ”

Both of them are masters, Shang Xiu'er can't joke about Master Xiaoyue like Yue Qi, and said: "Since Master Xiaoyue doesn't like to take medicine, I'll ask Master Gu to go over and take a look after a while, the soup made by Master Gu is delicious, and it doesn't smell too much medicine, so it may be good to sweat." ”

Yue Qi nodded and said, "It's okay." You show me the painting. ”

Although the division of labor between the two masters is different, it is not that Master Xiaoyue teaches painting, and Master Dayue knows nothing about painting, he is just better at poetry, so he occasionally mentions a few words about Shang Xiuer's painting skills on weekdays.

Shang Xiu'er was a little apprehensive and handed over the picture of Jiujiu cold, although the painting was not satisfactory, but she also braved the wind and snow every day to go around in front of the plum tree, and it took a long time to write it down, and when she came back, she painted it every day without anything, and also drew more than a dozen, this one is the best, and the rest has been thrown into the brazier by her.

At this time, she watched Yue Qi slowly unfold the scroll, for fear that he would feel bad, and throw it in the brazier to let the painting find a companion.

Yue Qi is not so strict, this female student was originally a blank piece of paper, and she didn't even hold the pen in the right posture half a year ago, but now it is considered very good.

Although the painting has no spirituality, there is no kind of frenzied energy of the cold plum against the wind and snow, but it is decent, and it can be seen that every stroke has been practiced with hard work.

In time, you can really get to the point where you can paint with a feeling and paint with a feeling, and then you can be considered a painter - but even if you do, you can't learn to be a painter.

Then again, if he really taught a female singer who Xiao Liuye favored to become a painter, his two brothers would also have to go to the sixth master to ask for guilt.

Shang Xiu'er saw him nodding slightly while sipping tea, and only then did she put down a big stone in her heart, and then heard Yue Qi ask, "Haven't colored yet?" ”

Shang Xiu'er said: "Master Xiaoyue is not allowed to paint the line draft, so he doesn't dare to color it first." ”

Yue Qi said: "I see that your plum blossom has some tender flavor in it, use red plum." He thought for a while, and then said: "It's a red plum, give you half an hour, and the poem with the first five words." ”

He saw that Shang Xiu'er's face was embarrassed, and immediately raised his eyebrows and said: "As the saying goes, if you read three hundred Tang poems, you will steal them if you don't know how to chant poems. ”