There were four people in the pavilion, two of them Ye Tang knew, one was Mr. Shui Qing, the other was the Hua Fang he met in Shuishan Mall, and the other two were two old men, who were not much different in age from Mr. Shui Qing.

Seeing Ye Tang coming, Mr. Shui Qing laughed, beckoned to Ye Tang and said, "Ziqing, come, come, let me introduce you to these two old friends." ”

Hearing Mr. Shui Qing's call, Ye Tang hurriedly quickened his pace and walked over, he still understood this politeness.

"Teacher," Ye Tang called Mr. Shui Qing respectfully, let's give him some face in front of outsiders.

"Ziqing, this is the old man Tong Ningtong, you just call him Tong Lao, you should know Hua Fang, Old Man Tong is his teacher." Ye Tang called him teacher, and Mr. Shui Qing immediately smiled with his eyes, which was very happy.

Mr. Shui Qing first introduced Ye Tang to the old man sitting opposite him, that is, Hua Fang's teacher, this old man has a square face, his hair is almost messy, and the most eye-catching thing is his forehead, which is very high, smooth and shiny.

"Tong Lao is good," Ye Tang Dynasty gave him a salute, this Tong Lao looked like a Maitreya Buddha, his chest was open, and he looked very uninhibited.

"Old man Luo, is this your new disciple? Didn't you take in apprentices? Well, not bad, yes," Tong Ning looked at Ye Tang and praised with a smile, Old Man Luo, this disciple is very polite and polite, it is really good.

"You old man, do I have to ask for your consent if I can't accept disciples? Ziqing, this is the old man Pang Gupang, "Mr. Shui Qing sprayed Tong Ning, Ye Tang called him teacher, so he naturally had to climb up the pole."

After introducing Tong Ning, Mr. Shui Qing introduced another person to him.

"Hello Old Pang," Ye Tang also saluted the old man respectfully.

The image of this old man is much better than that of Tong Laoke, his hair and beard are well managed, especially the beard under his nose, which is almost in a straight line.

Pang Gu was more serious, not as smiling as Tong Ning, just smiled at Ye Tang and nodded, and if he didn't pay attention, he couldn't see the smile on his face.

Luo Yao also followed, and at this time she also shouted: "Uncle Tong is good, Uncle Pang is good." "She'd known these two men before.

"Okay, I haven't seen Luo Yao's niece for three years, and I'm a lot more beautiful." Tong Ning praised it, the daughter of the old man Shui Qing has changed almost every year.

Luo Yao smiled lightly: "Uncle Tong is making fun of people again." "I'm a little embarrassed.

Pang Gu also grinned at this time, Luo Yao was also very familiar to him, he and Tong Ning almost grew up watching her.

"Mr. Shuiqing is good, Tong Lao is good, and the teacher is good." Bai Zhantang came over after a while, and when he saw a few people, he politely greeted them.

"Ziyu is here, sit down, sit down." Mr. Shui Qing laughed, this Bai Zhantang is a disciple of Pang Gu, and he is a relative of his daughter-in-law, so he seems very close.

Ye Tang glanced at Bai Zhantang with some surprise, but he didn't expect that he and Pang Gu were actually masters and apprentices, and they didn't feel a good match.

Mr. Shui Qing's three old men were sitting, and Hua Fang had been standing behind Tong Ning, and there was no place for him to sit in front of the three of them.

Ye Tang, Luo Yao, and Bai Zhantang also knew that it was a little inappropriate to sit next to them, so they all consciously stood behind their respective fathers and teachers.

Hua Fang and Ye Tang had met once, and they were quite impressed by him, so they nodded at him at this time, and said hello, and were a little surprised that he had become a disciple of Mr. Shui Qing.

Ye Tang also smiled at him and nodded, his impression of this Hua Fang was quite good.

"These kids," Mr. Shui Qing laughed, but he didn't force it, it didn't matter if the young man stood more.

"Ziqing, it seems that I don't have time to teach you to draw today, you look at these two old men, it's too unfortunate to come." Mr. Shui Qing turned his head and said to Ye Tang, I was originally going to teach Ye Tang to paint today, but these two old friends came a little too coincidentally, and I am afraid that I will not be able to take the time to teach him.

Ye Tang hurriedly said: "It's okay, teacher, I'll come back in two days." "Ye Tang is not an unreasonable person, Mr. Shui Qing, these two old friends seem to have unusual identities, how dare they disturb their old friends to get together?

"Okay," Mr. Shui Qing stroked his beard with satisfaction, very satisfied with Ye Tang's understanding.

Of course, Mr. Shui Qing's words are not to drive Ye Tang away now, but to explain to him, and it can be seen from here that he is a very frank gentleman.

"Hey, you old man Luo, why do you feel like you're blaming us two old men for coming at the wrong time?" Tong Ning glanced at him and said aggrievedly, but from his tone, he could tell that he was joking.

Mr. Shui Qing ignored his grievances, but glared at him and said, "You old man, it's been a while since you came back from your trip, why did it take so long to come over?" ”

The last time I met Hua Fang in Shuishan Mall, he said that Tong Ning had come back, and it took more than half a month for him to come over, and he was still reasonable.

Tong Ning coughed dryly, turned his head and glared at Hua Fang, it must have been this unfilial apprentice who revealed his return, and he didn't know that a student who kept the teacher's secret was not a good student.

"Didn't I come here today? I came back and was half busy, so I was free for a while. Tong Ning said that he is indeed so busy these days that his feet do not touch the ground, and he has a few days to be leisurely.

Pang Gu said less, and said at this time: "Tong Ning, what did you go to collect and come back?" Have you ever written a few good poems? "Tong Ning went to travel to collect style, Pang Gu naturally knew about it.

The three of them have known each other for decades, and no one knows about that.

Tong Ning spread his hands: "There are no good poems, but there are good paintings, Hua Fang, take the paintings and open their eyes." He commanded Hua Fang in the back, and the painting was on his back.

Hua Fang was glared at by Tong Ning, how dare he slack off, quickly took off his backpack, and then took out a scroll and unfolded it in front of the three of them, this teacher of his own family was really angry, but Hua Fang was still a little scared.

If he reprimands, there will be no good life in the next month.

The Chinese can not want to copy the poetry every day for a month.

Tong Ning's painting is also an ink painting, the brushwork is very high, as the Chinese side slowly unfolds the scroll, a light ink Danqing mountain water painting suddenly appears in front of you, this painting is the scenery of Lushan Mountain, the mountain peaks are stacked on top of each other, and the mountains are stacked on top of each other.

Between the peaks in the distance, there is an ancient temple hidden in the corner, and a corner of the eaves is exposed.

And on the top of the nearby peak, the trees are tall, there are two green pines leaning out, the branches are towering, and a waterfall flows straight down, like the Milky Way falling for nine days.

It's really a mountain from afar, and a peak from a close distance, lifelike.

"Good painting!" Seeing this painting, Mr. Shui Qing first praised it, this brushwork is natural and subtle, the artistic conception is far-reaching, the ink is appropriate, and the view of a simple atmosphere comes to the face, which is really a rare landscape painting.

Pang Gu also praised and said, "It's really good to paint, Tong Ning, your painting skills have improved again!" ”

Tong Ning's chin was raised, and he said proudly: "Then it goes without saying, don't think that just the painting drawn by you two old men is good, mine is not bad." His temperament is more free and uninhibited, knowing that the two of them are complimenting him, he doesn't refute it, but he has to get up.

Tong Ning didn't understand in his heart that this painting was good at best, and it was still some distance away from a really good painting.

Mr. Shui Qing and Pang Gu both laughed, they naturally knew the temperament of this old friend, the plaything was uninhibited, and the temperament was quite free and bold, and it was difficult to make him humble.

"The two boys and Luo Yao's niece, what do you think?" Tong Ning glanced at Bai Zhantang, Ye Tang and Luo Yao, and the three of them couldn't boast about complimenting each other here with the three old men, and they had to ask their opinions.

"Uncle Tong's is of course a good painting." Luo Yao smiled lightly and complimented her, she really couldn't tell if the painting was good or not, she just knew that the painting was very good.

"Tong Lao's painting has a far-reaching artistic conception, and there is no doubt that it is a good painting, and the younger generation admires it." Bai Zhantang also patted his ass, Tong Ning knew that his status in the Chinese cultural circle was very unusual, but he didn't dare to offend him by talking nonsense.

"Two sycophants, what about you?" Tong Ning glared at the two of them, and then looked at Ye Tang again, this kid is Old Man Luo's new disciple, and he should also have two brushes, otherwise Old Man Luo would not accept him as an apprentice, his old friend's eyes are very picky.

"I ...... Is this painting worth it? How is it better than the painting of the junior teacher? Ye Tang asked rhetorically, Tong Ning's painting always seemed to be a little worse, and it felt more than a step worse than the painting that he won back from Mr. Shui Qing that day.

As soon as Ye Tang's words came out, not only Tong Ning choked, but Mr. Shui Qing and Pang Gu were both stunned for a while, here is talking about painting, what are you doing with money? Vulgar.

"It's really a vulgar thing, can the paintings of the old be measured by money? Tacky. Bai Zhantang finally seized the opportunity, flicked his sleeves and turned his head, expressing his disdain for being with him.

Hua Fang is a little funny, he is relatively familiar with Ye Tang, this young man can't be looked at with the eyes of mortals, maybe there is some deep meaning in his words, it is estimated that everyone will be speechless again.

Luo Yao has been standing next to Ye Tang, and at this time secretly pinched him, dead boy, don't you be old and money, it's a shame.

Ye Tang smiled and pinched Luo Yao, this dead girl, she has nothing to do with pinching people.

"Of course, my paintings can't be compared to your teacher's." Tong Ning choked for a moment and then said, in front of the juniors, of course, you must tell the truth.

"Oh, then I understand, Tong Lao's paintings are not good paintings, the teacher's paintings are good paintings, and the teacher's paintings are valuable." Ye Tang opened a pair of innocent eyes and said honestly, what kind of good painting can be worthless.

Tong Ning almost didn't choke to death this time, but he was really speechless and speechless, although this kid's words are cheesy, can you say that what he said is unreasonable?

I was a little embarrassed and stunned.