In the past few days, Fusu has become more and more aware that opportunities are created by themselves. Xiaohan girl glanced at him at every turn, and said that he was "naïve" and "small", which showed that he was still not beautiful and ingenious. He didn't have the opportunity like Li You, even Lao Tzu and his son gave him a hard time, he had to figure out a way by himself.

In the morning, he went to walk the horse again, and today, he met Xiaohan. She won't hide from him anymore, good thing!

She first moved her body and jumped like a fawn. Then there was the singing, or the cheerful spring song that I heard that day.

She didn't avoid him in everything she did, which made him feel comfortable.

He also punched her right next to her, and his blood was boiling.

In terms of fighting, he is not as good as Li You, and in terms of chasing girls, Li You is not good, uh, it should be Li You who is not good.

It should be Li You's no, he can't.

When he went back, he naturally walked with Xiao Han, and it was good to have such a morning.

"The song you just sang is very good, it makes people feel happy and want to move."

Han Zhou smiled: "That's the rhythm of dance music, so I want to move." It's called "Spring Ballet". ”

"Spring ballet?"

"Hmm. Ballet is a kind of dance, which is very difficult, and the whole body has to be supported by the strength of the toes, and that's it. As she spoke, she stood still, lifted her breath, pursed her mouth, raised her hands, let her toes stand, and after a moment, her body collapsed, "No, it's too difficult, I haven't practiced before, but I just saw people skip it, it's beautiful." ”

Because of the exercise, her face was flushed, and she usually saw wisdom and atmosphere, but at this time, she was lively again. Such a woman, so special, so infectious, Fusu felt like he was eighteen years old, and his body and mind became light and cheerful.

After a while, he asked, "When you sing this song, that sentence ahhh ”

Han Zhou listened to it and gave him a blank look, can this person speak? The same is true of royal education.

Fusu also smiled, he knew that what he just said was inaccurate. But he really felt that way.

Hanzhou snorted: "One day, I let this non-human voice come out of Childe's throat, Childe believe it or not?" ”

"Can this be practiced?"

"Of course, just like the kung fu practiced by martial arts practitioners, as long as the practice method is correct and willing to work hard, there will be functions beyond ordinary people. There should be some talent. ”

"Oh!" Fusu understood.

"Childe, do you know who is the most powerful in Great Qin's martial arts? The first master. "Han Zhou is very curious about this.

"This, there is no official comparison. However, Zhao Gao, who is beside his father, has good skills, otherwise he would not have gained such trust. ”

"Huh-" Han Zhou pursed his lips disdainfully.

"The girl knows Zhao Gao?" Fusu asked curiously.

"I don't know, I've just seen it. It looks quite mighty, but in fact, it's just an empty guy down there. ”

"What, the empty guy down there?" Fusu didn't understand what a new word it was.

Belch! Han Zhou realized that the girl's family couldn't talk about it so casually, she had forgotten about time and space just now.

Seeing that she was a little embarrassed, Fusu pondered for a moment and understood. This girl is so strange that she dares to say anything. Still, that's fine, but he doesn't need to inspire her.

The atmosphere between the two became a little weird. Han Zhou didn't speak, Fu Su wanted to laugh in his heart, but he was afraid that if he laughed, Xiao Han would be angry.

When it was time to break up, Fusu remembered what was going on.

"I have a study and want to paint some pictures on the walls, I wonder if the girl can help me?"

"On the wall?" Han Zhou couldn't believe it, her horizontal painting sketches were okay, painting big paintings, she was not confident, the composition was not well mastered, and it was ugly.

"Yes, I often watch the girl paint, and suddenly I feel that there are white walls on all sides in the study, and there should be some changes, I don't look for other painters, their paintings only have scenes, no feelings, the girl's paintings have stories and feelings, I hope the girl can promise me."

Fusu said it sincerely, and this was indeed what he really thought.

Han Zhou thought about it and was quite unconfident: "I haven't painted a big painting, I'm afraid the composition is not good." ”

Fusu smiled easily, this is the promise.

"It's okay, if the painting is broken, brush it white, and if the painting is bad, brush it again......"

Fusu was originally to appease her, but Han Zhou listened to it, and his eyebrows couldn't help frowning. Why are you so inferior? It's white twice!

When Fusu saw it, his heart said, it's broken! Missaid the wrong thing again.

He was about to turn around, but Han Zhou stretched out his finger and asked him to stop, "Childe, let's not brush it again, and if it looks good, give me a pen; If it's not good-looking, you'll just do it, and I won't take a penny. I just want you to understand that there is a price to be paid for hiring an artist! ”

After saying that, he turned over and ran away!

On this day, Fusu returned from the construction site of the emperor's tomb and went to the craft store to formally invite Xiaohan to see his study.

"Is it in the palace?"

"It's not. It's my yard outside. ”

"Oh, it's nice to be rich!" Han Zhou pursed his lips.

Fu Su smiled, Xiao Han's expression was so vivid.

"Okay, just take a look."

In fact, Hanzhou has been pondering about the mural these days. The most difficult thing about a large-scale painting is the composition, which may be understood in advance, but once the pen is down, the field of vision is only between square inches, and it is inevitable that one will be lost at the expense of the other. Therefore, great painters start with small paintings first, and only try to do big paintings at a certain stage.

If you want to say that there is no way to take a trick, that is, to only draw a relatively single thing, such as continuous mountains, rushing water, and if you see something unsatisfactory, you can change your thinking and change it slightly. At the exhibition, she once saw the whole wall of pink peonies, that is, the sea of flowers, virtual and real, far and near, there are no roots, no leaves, only feel the warm impact of the flowering season. At that time, she thought that the painter must not have thought about the location of each flower in advance, but only to express the feeling of people in the season of flowers, so she stacked them one by one, one by one, and finally the painting was completed, and the flowers bloomed all over the wall.

That's beautiful, too.

Now the condition was that there was not enough paint, and she decided to use only ink. Because it's a man's study, it's nothing to have a single color. What's more, Chinese painting ink is colorful, and the shades are appropriate, and it can also be distinguished from far and near.

However, she used to draw a lot of comics and charcoal drawings, almost never painted Chinese paintings, studied oil painting for a few days, and only completed the homework assigned by the teacher, and did not create by herself. She has more theory and less practice. If you see a lot of calligraphy and painting exhibitions, you will evaluate whether you can do it.

She analyzed her strengths and weaknesses, she passed the line and modeling, the poetry in literati painting should be expressive, and only painting a single thing can also deal with the challenge of large scale, and it is a bit difficult to use ink. She understands the techniques in Chinese painting, but she can't use them, and her skills have to be practiced for a long time. It's actually hard to look chic in a big way, with her ability to get to that point, she doesn't have that courage. What's more, if you want to squat to paint, you have to be pressed by this posture to be discounted. In addition, if the wall is too big, it is not easy to do it in one go, and you will never dare to capitalize it.

Therefore, she chose the direction of her own work, as she used to draw comics, focusing on the portrayal of local details, using lines and shapes to make the outline of the whole picture first, and slowly adding local modifications and polishes after being familiar with the ink color. She once watched a calligraphy and painting video, where the painter painted a leaf and changed it into a stone, and if people can do this, she can do it, but by adding a few more stones.

I don't think about the techniques of Chinese painting. There are also some techniques for oil painting brushes, and there should be something to figure out. There is no such thing as a technique in practice. Many of the new generation of painters also use Western painting techniques, and there is also a sense of perspective in Chinese painting.

Fortunately, after using the brush for so long, the pen is still familiar.

Today, let's take a look at the size of the manuscript paper, solve the problem of conception, and go home to get my own white wall and practice first. Anyway, in this era, Zhu Qi, Wu Changshuo, and Qi Baishi have none of them, and there are no tigers in the mountains, so the monkey is reluctant to be the king.

The chairman, he said that there are no conditions to create conditions. I am the president's good soldier.

When the yard arrived, there was a big locust tree outside, with a large canopy, which was a bit of a shade of the sky.

Hanzhou really wants to ask, is this your old house? After thinking about it, I thought it must be funny to ask this question.

"Does Childe live in the palace on weekdays?" She asked. She was really curious about the question. Does an adult prince live in the palace or not?

"No, since the crown ceremony, I don't live in the palace, sometimes I enter the palace to listen to my father's teachings, and sometimes I go to ask my parents for peace."

"Oh, will I meet Childe's wife or sister today? I don't know what to call it, but I do. Han Zhou asked very seriously.

Fusu was depressed for a while. How could he be stupid enough to let her meet his wife and concubine, and Xiao Han would ask this question, obviously only taking this invitation to paint as a task, not a date as he imagined. She didn't have him in her heart.

I've known each other for so long, isn't his courteous meaning obvious? Why is she like this?

"No!" He replied depressedly.

"Oh," she stroked her chest, "that's good, I'm not good at dealing with women." ”

Fusu frowned: "Are you very good at dealing with men?" ”

Han Zhou shook his head: "No, you can't understand it like that." Compared with men, women are suspicious and sensitive, and I am a person who sometimes speaks without a brain, and I can't deal with the troubles I cause. So, it's easier to deal with men, one is one, two is two, it's simpler. ”

Fusu glanced at her, describing himself like two hundred and five. In fact, in his opinion, she is just simple, and her scheming is used in business, even in business, she is also kind to others.

The trees are all old trees, the trail is also very clean, and all the miscellaneous items are nowhere to be seen, which shows that the special person takes care of it well. But the yard is not very big, which makes Hanzhou a little surprised.

"The eldest son of the emperor lives in such a small courtyard?"

She's really stupid at this point. Fusu shook his head helplessly, no matter how smart a person is, there are times when he lacks a tendon. "I live here sometimes, especially when I don't want to be disturbed."

"Oh, I see, Waizhai." Han Zhou nodded and said.

Fusu frowned, do you really understand the meaning of the outer house?

Han Zhou didn't pay attention to his expression, and looked around: "Why can't you see the servant?" Don't you usually use servants? What about Childe's follower? ”

Fusu said, "The servant has a holiday today. So are the attendants. ”

Han Zhou shook his head disapprovingly: "No, it's okay if the servants aren't there, and there is not a single guard, the security concept is too poor." Childe is the eldest son of the emperor, what if something happens? Close guards should be around the clock. ”

Looking at her solemn appearance, Fusu wanted to smile: "The girl is still a big girl, how can she follow a man to a courtyard?" Is this also a poor sense of security? ”

Han Zhou was stunned: "Ah! If you don't say it, I forgot. It really should be guarded against. However, I haven't thought about it until now, which shows that I trust you in my heart. I won't go blind with a man on weekdays. ”

Fusu couldn't help but smile bitterly, is this a compliment? Is it fortunate or unfortunate for him?

"This is the study". As he spoke, Fusu pushed open a door.

Hanzhou went in sideways. Looking around, there were two bookshelves, not too many slips, and some other decorations were placed on the shelves. The little black man who bought it last time has grown green shoots, and is standing on the windowsill very cutely. There is also a large pot of greenery in the house, which is placed next to the window. If it weren't for the green of these kinds, the room would be too solemn and lonely, with only black, white, and brown left.

Directly facing the window was a large white wall, and there was nothing under the root of the wall, which seemed to have been emptied, just waiting for her to paint.

"Have you noticed the furniture in my shop?"

Fusu turned his head to look at her, what do you mean?

"There are higher tables and chairs under the windows, so that there is good light for reading."

"Oh." Fusu nodded.

"I'll look out the window, and Childe will open the window." After speaking, Han Zhou turned out the door.

Fusu opened the window according to his words, and Hanzhou was already standing outside the window. She took a few steps back, looked, and came closer, leaning against the window stall and asking, "Childe, what if you paint a forest?" ”

Fusu said, "Yes, you can draw whatever you say." ”

Han Zhou shook his head, where is there such a customer. The more customers do not ask for it, the more troublesome it will be when it comes to receiving the goods.

"How about I paint a birch forest?"

Fusu asked, "Is there only the woods?" I want one with a story. ”

"No problem, there must be a story."

Fusu said, "Then let's tell the story first." ”

Han Zhou said, "No problem. Childe come out and speak. "There is a real sense of pressure between the two of them in the same room.

Fusu had no choice but to come out.

"It's a story about war. There was a girl under the birch forest, watching her lover go far away with the army, she carved her name and her lover's name on the birch tree, and waited with anticipation for her lover's triumphant return. But the army was victorious, and her lover did not return. She had to wander through the birch forest over and over again. That's all her life. ”

Fusu didn't speak, he was immersed in Hanzhou's regretful vicissitudes of tone.

"This is the study of the eldest son of the emperor, not suitable for flowers, of course, you can also paint the flow of the river, the ups and downs of the mountains, but I think that the suffering of the people in the birch forest is also something that the prince can bear."

Han Zhou looked at him expectantly. Although he ended badly, but maybe? She showed up, could she do something?

Fusu looked at the kind woman, she tilted her head and pressed Li Min's pain on his shoulders. If it weren't for today's opportunity, she would have said the same thing at other times. In her heart, even a blind fish and a bean seedling have stories and feelings, and they should be cherished. In her shop that day, she said that everyone needed soothing and that she could do something. She paints warm pictures for others, designs beautiful ornaments for the girls in the market, and that's what she can do. Today, she thinks she has more power and can do more soothing things, so she puts her hope in him.

"Okay, just draw a birch forest, I want to draw a girl on it, not just the woods." He said seriously.

He thought he could take up this hope, he was the eldest son of the emperor, and it was his responsibility.

"Well, that's what I thought, too." She already had a rough idea of the composition in mind.

Fusu asked, "When can the girl start?" ”

Han Zhou thought for a while and said, "Let's go a while, I have to paint it on the wall of my house before I have confidence, this is responsible for Childe." After speaking, he smiled mischievously: "I don't want you to be unbearable and brush it white." ”

Fusu smiled and shook his head. In fact, what he wanted to do most was to have her by his side, and as for how the painting was made, it didn't matter that much. But this is a serious girl, and her charm also lies in her seriousness. He couldn't force her.

Fusu nodded.