Twelve Lang pursed his lips, and he was very suspicious of Zhao Qinghe's recommendation of Xia Su, because no matter what he thought, there was only one dumb elder sister in front of him who was bored and didn't know the essentials. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Don't you know that there are many famous teachers from Suzhou and Hangzhou on the seat, and they need to pay a lot of silver taels for a painting on weekdays, but today it may not cost a penny. Calligraphy and painting by the garden unified collection, divided into upper, middle and lower three, each table photo and so on do not draw the number, the higher the difference, the more the draw number, the earlier the selection of paintings. ”

Xia Su doesn't know how to paint, except for his own table and Zhao Qinghe's table, and Yun Qing, who is not a gardener, but his eyes are black, and no one recognizes him. However, Twelve Lang instigated a long list of words, and finally made her understand. Understand whether you understand, or don't have the idea of writing.

Twelve Lang saw that she didn't move, and the spirit of the son of the family came, "Besides, my father is a famous family in the Jiangnan area, and our Zhao family is a famous scholar for hundreds of years, and the calligraphy and painting that goes out from this table cannot be top, and it must not be at the bottom, otherwise it will be ridiculed by others, and we will be disgraced, and the family will be disgraced...... "There is a long way to go."

Xia Su listened without saying a word, and seeing that the heads of the teenagers were like pounding garlic, he thought that the descendants of the Zhao family were still promising, and they had volunteered to carry forward the glory of the family at a young age.

She replied slowly, "Then I can't paint it, and I don't have the surname Zhao, wouldn't it be your cheat to hand it in?" ”

She thought that this sentence was enough to choke Twelve, but she didn't expect that kid to be very clever.

"Although you are not surnamed Zhao, you are the sister of my third brother. Since ancient times, a woman follows her parents at home and marries her husband-" Seeing Xia Su's sharp eyes, Twelve Lang did not let himself back down, "You have no father, no mother, no husband, so naturally you have to follow the third brother." Upside down, aren't you still from our Zhao family? ”

From! From! From! From his little ghost!

Xia Su snorted coldly, "Your third brother hasn't recognized his ancestors yet." ”

Even if Zhao Qinghe admits it, she will never be in such a big family.

Twelve Lang hummed back, "Sooner or later." ”

Xia Su didn't get angry with the young man, he just ignored it, and whoever was in a hurry first lost this kind of thing.

But seeing that the other tables began to move ink, the competitive Twelve Lang really got anxious, thinking of Zhao Qinghe's idea, it really didn't work if he didn't need it, but the hard erection seemed to be obvious.

"Sister Xia is also good, but we usually don't have time to study, and we can't do painting at all, and today's opportunity is too rare, I'm willing to give it a try. Sister Xia, I'll lay out the foundation, please help with the coloring, is this okay? ”

Who told this kid? She eats soft rather than hard.

Xia Su glanced at Zhao Qinghe, who was grinding ink for a certain gong, turned his gaze back, and nodded, "If you don't bring out the glory and disgrace of the rise and fall of the clan, I won't be so troubled in my heart, and I can't afford to hold this pen." ”

Twelve Lang opened his mouth, and after a long time, obediently closed his mouth.

The third brother said that it is best to show weakness at the beginning, don't talk much, and sincerely ask her to help, but if she is annoyed by playing a clever trick, she must play the spirit of self-sacrifice that is not afraid of being ugly, and take the initiative to contribute bad painting skills, so that she should not refuse to help, but she will most likely be sarcastic, don't talk back.

Twelve Lang has lost the opportunity and can't break it anymore and repair it halfway.

The third brother said that if he could get the painting on Zhang Yunqing's table, he would help him achieve his wish to worship Mr. Dong's subordinates.

Xia Su didn't know that this young man was abducted by Zhao Qinghe, and when it came to painting, he wanted to paint, "What are you going to paint?" ”

"......" Twelve Lang scratched his ears and cheeks, "I really didn't lie, my painting skills are mediocre, and I can only brush up on simple brushwork." ”

Zhao Jiaerlang only asks about fame, hobbies are a waste of energy, only the fourth brother is at ease, and his poetry and singing are also excellent.

Xia Su was not soft-hearted because of this, and it was a real headache for her to paint without any borrowing, "Then let's build a painting of flowers and birds." ”

Don't let her lay out, don't let her think about flowers and birds, outlining and coloring are imitation painting techniques, and she is like a fish in water.

Twelve Lang made a large outline, thinking that it would be arranged more finely, but Xia Su took the pen and began to paint. While making, I asked whether the bird was static or dynamic, whether the flower was budding or blooming, whether it was windy or windless, and whether the mountain and stone were strange or soft. She asked in great detail, and even the style of painting had to be decided by Twelve Lang, which was so verbose that it was very different from the muffled slow speech before.

And the reason why Twelve Lang answered obediently was that with the question and answer, a wonderful Danqing was drawn on the paper.

The flowers danced with the wind, the parrot shook the bamboo frame, the water splashed, sprinkled with bird food, and a few feathers fell on the strange craggy rocks.

The layout is Twelve, but it is Xia Su who gives charm. Even though he and she both use the same pen, she can paint countless ink colors, deep and shallow, layered, so detailed that they are extremely realistic, and so wild and unrestrained.

The title of this painting is: The cat is coming.

Startled, a flock of birds, falling feathers colorful.

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Pushing open the garden gate, the prospect was still new, but it was too late to feel strange, and the laughter of the big donkey came, as if she did not allow any negativity. Xia Su involuntarily curled the corners of his mouth and arrived home.

"It's home." Zhao Qinghe stretched out a pair of long arms, "Today is really exhausting, sandwiched between adults and villains, and you have to be a man with your tail between your legs, but there is no benefit at all." I can do this job once a year. ”

Xia Su inevitably poured cold water, "I'm afraid that if you recognize this family, **** will do this job." ”

Zhao Qinghe sneered, "Not necessarily." Why do I have to get Zhang Yunqing's words? ”

Xia Su and Twelve Lang's paintings were rated as the first and last grades, but they were extremely lucky to draw the second number, and Twelve Lang chose Zhang Yunqing's words, but he originally had a better choice. Xia Su saw that there was a famous hall among them, and he had always done his own thing, and he didn't care about Zhao Qinghe and Twelve Lang's eye contact.

Zhang Yunqing is a well-known calligrapher in Hangzhou and the largest middleman in Suzhou and Hangzhou. Different from Wu Qihan's calligraphy and painting business, Zhang Yunqing bought paintings for wealthy businessmen, and he could lead to hundreds of transactions a year, from which he took a cut. This person often exchanges calligraphy and paintings in the garden, but there is a wonderful way, and the words he writes are like a stepping stone, and the winner can talk to him once, even if it is a stranger, but the other party must take the initiative to speak. I have negotiated with him just now, he will hand me three orders in February, if he is satisfied, if we are dedicated to us, this year's order will be enough for us to spend, not counting the loose orders. ”

Xia Su turned his head to look at Zhao Qinghe, "Men and women are really different, they are always ambitious, and they will never be satisfied." It's a pity that I can't help you, I can't paint so fast, three paintings a month, that is, one in ten days, which is like brushing and printing books, what fun is there. ”

Don't look at her only copying paintings, but she also really loves painting, not seeking to be rich and expensive, just liking it in her heart.

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