Chapter Twenty-Three: Out of the Mud
The people below were shocked one after another, the paintings they have seen have always been black and white ink, this is the first time to see someone paint a painting with such a bright color, I have to say that the color is indescribably good-looking, then look at the painting, suddenly gasped, sure enough, the moonlight poured down the black hair sprinkled with silver-white color, a bewitching back like fire is resolute and wanton, lifelike, I have to say that it makes people feel like they are there.
Although he saw his face, his back immediately convinced the people present.
They didn't doubt the truth of the fairy in the dream that Qian Dai said, because the truth was already in front of them, wasn't it.
Just when people were intoxicated by the beautiful painting, Qiandai's embroidered eyebrows raised slightly, and then after a little retouching, she slowly put away the pen.
Just when everyone thought that this beautiful painting was finished, the corners of Qiandai's mouth slightly hooked a beautiful arc, and then grabbed the paint she had already put on the other side, and then splashed towards the painting on the screen in the exclamation of everyone.
"Ah" Everyone was frightened by Qiandai's sudden movement, but then they were full of regret, is this rare painting about to be destroyed?
Many people have already shown a sad look.
But that doesn't seem to be the case.
Everyone was stunned again, the painting on the screen was not only intact, but also more hazy than before.
The splashed ink slowly flowed down from the upper end of the screen, making the whole painting dyed with a layer of silver and white, shining, and gradually revealing the fairy in the painting is smart and dazzling, thrillingly beautiful, and charming
"Am I dazzled?" Suddenly, Miss Qi, who had helped Qiandai speak before, rubbed her eyes.
"What's wrong?" At this time, Qi Lao Guogong asked suspiciously.
Qi Jingyi smiled, "Grandfather, I don't know if the granddaughter is dazzled, the granddaughter seems to have two people in the princess's painting." ”
"What?" Qi Lao Guogong was taken aback, and hurriedly turned his head to stare carefully, even the people in the hall also looked carefully.
But after looking at it for a long time, there was still only one, and a woman said in a sour tone, "Miss Qi is dazzled, there is clearly only one person." ”
"Maybe I'm wrong." Qi Jingyi spoke quietly, but she looked like there were two shadows here.
At this time, Qian Dai smiled lightly, "Actually, it's not that Miss Qi is wrong. There are really two women in my picture. ”
"What?" Everyone took a breath, are there really two women in this painting? But why only one can be seen?
Seeing everyone's doubts, Qiandai's eyes flashed, "It's just that everyone can only see one at a time." As he spoke, he gently pushed the screen, "I don't know if you see anything." ”
The position of the screen changed, and everyone stared at it with a puzzled face, but it looked like it was still the woman.
"The woman's movements have changed." At this time, another woman spoke slowly. is also one of the women who has helped Qiandai speak before.
Qian Dai smiled slightly, "Miss Zhou has good eyesight." "She is worthy of being the daughter of the left minister.
Hearing the conversation between the two, everyone shook their eyes left and right, and sure enough, one of the women in the front and back of the painting was standing in the moonlight, and the other was dancing lightly.
"Princess." An imperial historian couldn't help but praise it, this technique simply subverted the consistent perception of literati and ink writers on pen and ink.
"Yu Shi praised it." Qiandai bowed slightly, in fact, there is nothing brilliant about this painting, it is just a trick, the bright color makes up for the lack of its slightly rusty depiction, and the last splash of ink and refraction is the place to show her skills, in fact, this technique was learned by chance, and it has not been used in the previous life, and today I remembered that I painted it on a whim.
With this stroke, no one dares to say that what Qiandai said before is fake, after all, she has already depicted the fairy in her dream with her own hands, isn't it? Many people can't help but change their opinions about this princess of the Qinglou, even if she lives in the Qinglou, but she is so good, not only did she not insult the royal family, but also seemed to be even more muddy and unstained.
Murong Yichen's eyes looked at the woman on the screen for a long time, and the clear spring-like eyes overflowed with ripples one after another, until Qian Dai slowly walked back to her seat, she slowly came back to her senses, gently closed her eyes and suppressed the love in her heart, and finally spoke softly, "I don't know if Dai'er can give this painting to the eldest brother." ”
Everyone was full of surprise, even Murong Yichen and Murong Ye were very surprised, Murong Yichen has always been indifferent and unworldly in everyone's hearts, nothing has ever been in his eyes, and at this time he actually took the initiative to ask for a painting.
Although this painting is indeed good, when it comes to painting, it is still a lot worse than that of celebrities.
Murong Ye slowly moved his gaze back to the painting, thoughtfully, suddenly, the pupils of his eyes closed, and under the peerless elegance of the demon in the painting, he saw the scattered desolation all over the ground
The surprise was followed by endless deep thought, since when did this seemingly non-mortal brother also have something he cares about?
Murong Yichen ignored everyone's gaze, and seeing that Qian Dai was slow to respond, he spoke softly again: "Isn't Dai'er willing?" He said in a hoarse tone, as if he was a little lost.
Qian Dai slowly came back to her senses, she was also surprised, she couldn't figure out why he wanted this painting, she heard his inquiry again, the sadness of her tone made her heart twitch faintly, and she quietly reached out to cover her pantothenic chest, "Big brother likes Dai'er is naturally willing, what's the harm in giving it to big brother." ”
Murong Yichen's eyes were full www.biquge.info of starlight, his eyes looked at the screen quietly, and his voice was a little soft, "That's the case, then the eldest brother will thank Dai'er first." ”
Qian Dai quietly looked at the handsome face that was full of love, and her heart was a little heavy for some reason, and she looked at his line of sight, looking at the resolute back outlined on the screen, and her heart was full of sadness.
At that time, she somehow remembered this dream, and said it like this, the picture in the dream was fragmented, but this scene really made her unforgettable for a long time? Who the hell is she?
Why do you feel so sad when you see her?
And who is she dancing for, and who is she sad for, and what is she desperate for?
This was the first time that Qiandai felt depressed and breathless.
Looking at Murong Yichen again, I saw that he also looked absent-minded, did he know her?
The hall slowly returned to normal, after this incident, everyone also recovered the appearance of talking and laughing before, only a man and a woman on it were quietly silent in their thoughts, everyone was at a loss, but no one opened their mouths to ask.