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In certain circumstances, there are always people who are changing the times, these people are like the morning star at the time, but throughout history, there will be a spectacular list. And among them, people with the surname Wu naturally occupy a place

For example, the leader of the peasant uprising at the end of the Qin Dynasty, Wu Guang; the famous novelist of the Ming Dynasty who wrote "Journey to the West", Wu Chengen; Liangshan's third-in-command, Tianji's multi-star Wu Yong, is simply too numerous to mention.

And Xiao Qiao blurted out such a personal name as Wu Sangui, whether it was because he had read too much of Zhou Xingxing's version of "The Legend of Deer and Ding", or because of Wu Hao's reasons that he had a faint sense of resistance to this surname, I am afraid he himself does not know. But the only thing that is certain is that the old man has been unhappy since he inquired about these three words.

After all the hair that had been meticulously groomed by him was pulled down, the old man said angrily: "Shame on people, shame on people!" Young man, old man, let's talk about your name once, you must remember it this time. ”

"Yes, dare to ask what the seniors are called?" Xiao Qiao made a junior salute to the old man and said quite respectfully.

Although this action was a bit of an afterthought, the old man's face softened when he heard this, and then he nodded and said, "It's okay to go up and down." ”

"Upper Wu and lower Daozi Wu Daozi?" muttered twice repeatedly, and Xiao Qiao's voice suddenly rose a little. It's no wonder he's so excited, it's a real know-how. It is no exaggeration to say that with Wu Daozi here, it is not so easy for him to perform this school celebration performance.

There are three saints in the history of national art, among which the painting saint is none other than Wu Daozi. His fields include Buddhism, gods and ghosts, people, landscapes, birds and beasts, plants and trees, and pavilions, representing the highest level of white drawings and murals in the Tang Dynasty.

Ancient Chinese paintings often used vermilion and cyan, so the painting is called Danqing. It is known as Wu Daozi's "poor Danqing", and his superb painting skills can be seen in the six laws and all things must be exhausted.

Xiao Qiao took out his flattering skills, rubbed his hands diligently and leaned forward: "Hehe, painting saint seniors, those who don't know are not guilty, you must not be angry with a layman like a kid." ”

"Hehe, young man, you are very dishonest. The younger generations and outsiders claim to themselves, don't you just hope that the old man should treat you leniently? You can rest assured, you can still call the old man's nickname, and the old man's heart knot will be untied early. The matter is over, and Hugh will not mention it again. Looking at the slippery Xiao Qiao, Wu Daozi was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head with some tears and laughter.

"Very good, very good." Xiao Qiao smiled and wiped the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and said.

He was a little unhappy with Wu Daozi in his heart, you said that a good painting saint was named an old traitor by himself within two minutes of coming out, who can stand it? As for how to ask the old man to do something, Xiao Qiao was speechless for a while, and could only look at Wu Daozi dryly.

"The most difficult thing for people who learn painting is to put the finishing touch, if Wu Daozi is really a generation of calligraphy and painting, I believe he will be able to see my heart from my eyes."

"Young man, staring at your eyes for so long, isn't it astringent?" After a while, Wu Daozi asked in amazement.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Xiao Qiao moaned weakly: "Alas, my eyes are not only astringent, but my heart is even more bitter." I was full of pride and said a lot of things, but I didn't expect that the actual operation would be difficult to move an inch, and if I continue at this speed, I'm afraid I won't be able to come up with a general idea in the future. ”

"Hey, don't you just want to deceive the art method from the old man" The old man glanced at Xiao Qiao, and the shrewd Wu Daozi directly pierced his purpose, flicked his sleeves disdainfully, and snorted: "It's just a private school performance, do you still need such a big twist?" When you learn from the old man's calligraphy and painting in the future, you will have a place on the bigger stage. ”

"But I need to be creative now, Wu Lao!" Xiao Qiao said depressedly.

Looking at Xiao Qiao's resentful face, Wu Daozi laughed twice, and then he breathed a sigh of relief: "That's it, that's it, it's the old man who is in a hurry, let's talk about your private school performance today." ”

"Elder Wu, please speak." Hearing this, Xiao Qiao's eyes lit up, licked his lips, and hurriedly said.

"Although the old man did not come out before, he listened to your conversation very well. The method that the overlord told you is really good, but the old man suggests that you make a little flexibility on this basis, and ask the two female dolls to perform the Tai Chi sword dance alone when they go on stage. ”

"Why?"

"Why?"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Qiao and Xiang Yu were surprised. To say that the former may be more curious than everything, but when it comes to Xiang Yu, it is somewhat mixed with some dark anger. After all, changing his proposal is not a disguised denial of Yu Ji's sword dancing skills?

"Hehe, please don't worry, and listen to the old man one by one." Wu Daozi had the indifference of Mount Tai collapsing in front of him and his face did not change, and he said without hurry: "Yu Meiren has learned sword dancing since she was a child, and she is already talented and intelligent, so she can inherit the good story with the overlord for generations." But after all, thousands of years later, and civilization has already changed for several generations, it is not the best policy to ask two female dolls without any foundation to imitate the posture of poppy dancing with a sword. ”

Wu Daozi said this, although there was a trace of flattery for Yu Ji, but it was also sincere, and it was indeed reasonable after careful consideration. Xiang Yu said sincerely: "It's still Mr. Wu's thoughtfulness, and Xiang is impressed." ”

"The overlord is serious." Wu Daozi returned the courtesy.

I don't know if the literati and ink writers have an unruly rebellious factor in their bones, and a generation of painting saints is actually heartbroken by the overlord of Western Chu. It is conceivable that Wu Daozi was able to be poor and young before he was weak, and his career was successful, but before he succeeded, he was somewhat unsatisfactory, only the life of the overlord of Chu was perfect and happy, and the ending seemed to be a failure but it was gorgeous, which just filled his shortcomings.

Xiao Qiao touched his nose and asked, "The idea of Tai Chi Sword Dance is feasible, what about me, Wu Lao?" ”

"Young man, where is the treacherous energy of your little fox? Do you still need to think hard about the ready-made methods in front of you? Tai Chi Sword Dance, Tai Chi Sword Dance, aimed at Tai Chi. You will follow this theme and splash ink, and you will be able to paint and write words. When the time comes, there will be beautiful women dancing, isn't it beautiful? Wu Daozi's face trembled, and he glanced at Xiao Qiao.

Carefully sensing the meaning of what Wu Daozi said, after a while, Xiao Qiao clenched his palms slightly, and there was a surprise that could not be concealed in his soft laughter. It is said that art has no borders and no race, and now it seems that the time span and cross-border span are not a problem, Wu Daozi is really like a torch!

"Old Wu, it's all up to you for this." Xiao Qiao said to Wu Daozi respectfully, with the mentality of striving for perfection. Although there is a specialization in the art industry, since ancient times, calligraphy and painting have not been separated, and the general characters of painting masters cannot be bad. Compared with going up and selling off the mystery indiscriminately, Wu Daozi's ability is more secure.

"It doesn't matter." As if waving his hand casually, Wu Daozi sighed: "I really want to borrow wine to hold the pen again, otherwise the paintings drawn will be less than three points of artistic conception." ”

Someone commented on Wu Daozi's paintings: Every time you want to squande, you must drink.

Wu Daozi, a painter with "Wu with the wind", is often addicted to alcohol and rewards, and he is happy to take advantage of the high spirits after drinking, and he begins to revitalize his spiritual brush, and most of his works are completed under such circumstances. Emperor Tang Ming ordered Wu Daozi to paint the scenery of the 300 miles of mountains and rivers of the Jialing River, which could be achieved in one day, just because he was prosperous and the pen was just right.

Looking at the leisurely appearance of this wine fairy, Xiao Qiao couldn't help but smile and said, "Old Wu, I suddenly thought of a poem to describe you very appropriately. ”

"Oh? Who did it? Let's hear about it. Wu Daozi retracted his gaze, raised his eyebrows, and asked curiously.

"Speaking of which, this person is also a close friend of your life, and you even helped him paint a portrait when you were boating and painting." Xiao Qiao smiled slightly, and recited the seven-character quatrain in Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine": "The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name." ”

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