And when they think about it and look at it again, the feeling that this painting gives them is completely opposite, where is this picture of oppressive despair? It was clearly the darkness before dawn, the dark clouds before the rainbow, and it seemed that if they waited a second, the situation on this painting would be like a cloudless sunny day with the sun shining high.

Zhao An couldn't help but think of a poem, where the first and second glances of the painting "Black clouds crush the city and want to destroy the armor and light open to the sun", which perfectly interprets the meaning of these two poems.

After a while, He Yingjie sighed deeply and said, "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves!" Yan Feng Xiaoyou's painting, I can't catch up with the horse, I now have a reluctant request, I hope Xiaoyou can agree. ”

After He Yingjie finished speaking, Yan Feng hadn't opened his mouth yet, so Zhao An said: "Don't talk about yours first, let's talk about mine first, Yanfeng Xiaoyou, can you give this painting to the old man and me?" The four treasures of this study, except for the fulcrum green snail, the other three can be given to you. ”

He Yingjie listened, and said directly: "Lao Zhao, you are not kind to the game, your four treasures of the study, if you don't count the fulcrum green snail, the other three are worthless at all, just use those garbage things, want to exchange for Yanfeng Xiaoyou's masterpiece?" You're thinking so beautifully. ”

And Yan Feng also glanced at his paintings, the paintings he painted this time were better than he imagined, and the reason was naturally because of this imitation of the green snail, although it was imitated, but this pen had the magic effect of the real point and green snail.

Someone once praised Zhuge pen: "The pen work Zhuge is high, and the sea is called the first." According to legend, the method of making this pen does not use pillars and does not distract from the pair, but uses two or one kind of beast to scatter and tie up. Hard and soft are suitable for people, and one hundred pipes are not bad. It can be sharp, qi, round and healthy.

It is precisely because of this pen that Yan Feng can play extraordinarily, and completely express the feeling in his mind that the black clouds are crushing the city and want to destroy the armor and light to the sun.

Yan Feng Yuecai's painting is completely painting his own ethereal mood and thoughts, it is difficult to paint dragons and tigers, it is difficult to paint bones and bones, not to mention those complicated thoughts in the depths of people's hearts?

Yan Feng showed his mood so clearly through a painting, in addition to his superb painting skills, this Zhuge pen is also indispensable, and compared with this pen, the other three kinds of paper and ink inkstones are much less helpful to Yan Feng.

And then, Yan Feng looked at He Yingjie and Zhao An, who were still arguing there, these two of them had helped him a lot, and now both of them seemed to want this painting very much, Yan Feng didn't know who to give it to, and it was not impossible for him to paint another one.

But in any case, painting the same painting, the second one will always be much worse than the first, and the difference will not be small, after all, there is a big gap between Yan Feng a minute ago and Yan Feng a minute later, mood and other aspects.

And Chen Pingting heard the argument between the two, and said: "Teacher, Uncle He, both of you have been of great help to Yan Feng, I believe he is very happy to give the painting to any of you, but now if you both want it, I'm afraid Yan Feng doesn't know what to do."

Yan Feng's painting can also be regarded as a treasure, how about the two of them exchange it for one of their own collections? Yan Feng prefers which one's collection to exchange with which one, how do the two feel? ”

Hearing Chen Pingting's words, Zhao An was a little distressed and said: "It is said that girls are outgoing, and sure enough, I have been your teacher for so many years, but I didn't expect to be betrayed by you so soon, you obviously want me and Lao He to bleed." ”

Chen Pingting listened to it, and there was nothing shy about it, and said with a smile: "If the teacher is reluctant to bleed, this painting can only be given to Uncle He." ”

Zhao An listened, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Since this is the case, then I will have a blood this time, and this only imitation of the green snail in the world will be given to you by Yanfeng Xiaoyou, I hope you can use it well." ”

There is a way that the sword is given to the hero, and the red powder is sent to the family, although Zhao An inherited this fulcrum green snail from Gao's own master, but he himself could not exert the effect of this fulcrum green snail, making the beautiful jade dusty.

Zhao An himself also wants to find a painter worthy of this pen, He Yingjie's painting skills may be worthy of this pen, but He Yingjie and him Zhao An are the same age, they are both old people who will be buried in the soil in another twenty or thirty years, how can Zhao An give this pen to an old man who is over half a hundred years old?

It can only be passed on to those young people who are outstanding enough, and it is obvious that Yan Feng is very suitable for this condition, and giving this pen to Yan Feng is not an insult to this pen.

So after hearing Chen Chengting's words, Zhao An also took advantage of the situation and asked to exchange this pen for Yan Feng's painting, and Yan Feng was also stunned when he heard Zhao An's words, he already knew the importance of this pen to Zhao An just now, and the preciousness of this pen is also undeniable.

After all, no matter what it is, if there is only such a thing left in the world, it must be very precious, not to mention that the quality or efficacy of the pen itself is equally amazing.

And now, Zhao An actually wants to give himself this precious imitation of the green snail handed down by his own teacher, although Yan Feng himself also likes this pen, but there is a way that a gentleman does not take the favor of others, Yan Feng can naturally see Zhao An's love for this pen, how can he be embarrassed to accept it?

So Yan Feng frowned slightly and said, "Master Zhao, this doesn't seem to be very good, right?" ”

When Zhao An heard this, his face changed, and he said, "Are you still not satisfied with this pen?" You're too greedy, aren't you? ”

Yan Feng listened and hurriedly said: "I didn't mean that, but this pen is so precious..."

Zhao An listened and said: "Although BMW is rare, but good generals are even more difficult to find, in my opinion, only you are worthy of this pen, it just so happens that I also like your painting, exchange it, why not?" Lao He? Now what else do you have to say? Can you get something more precious than my little snail? ”

He Yingjie listened, shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "I didn't expect that you have treasured this pen for so many years, and you are really willing to do it, forget it, the painting will be yours, but between He Yingjie speaking, he suddenly took two steps forward and rolled up the painting, and then said: "Lao Zhao, you called me over this time, and pit me again, let me watch this painting for two days." ”