Looking at the appraisal eyes, Chen Yi sighed a little, maybe He Wenzhi's eyes will make this painting more than just tens of thousands of dollars, but now that he has clicked his eyes, the value has reached more than 500,000 yuan, which shows that this time the eyesight is successful, and it also shows that the efforts he has made for the eyesight during this period of time have not been in vain.

It's just that I don't know if I can satisfy He Wenzhi, the appraisal system thinks it's good, and he thinks it's perfect, but if it's put on the party, maybe the slightest flaw will be infinitely magnified.

In the process of constantly copying He Wenzhi's paintings, he also understood the tactful and delicate, delicate and elegant style of the Bashu school, especially the lines of the figures, which he could not achieve by the Gongbi painting school he studied, and it can be said that the harvest is very great.

When I first met He Wenzhi, the portrait of Qin Xiaowan that I copied may be a little different from the original in terms of artistic conception in addition to the profound painting skills, but now, Chen Yi can be sure that the paintings he copied will completely have the style of the Bashu school, which is exactly the same as the artistic conception in He Wenzhi's paintings.

Looking at this painting, Chen Yi waited until the ink was dry, and slowly rolled it up, to be able to complete such a painting, the more the value of the painting itself with the finishing touch, it can be regarded as living up to He Wenzhi's expectations, and at the same time, it also directly proves the importance of the finishing touch.

Just like what Gu Kaizhi said, in a figure painting, it doesn't matter whether the limbs are beautiful or ugly, the place that conveys the spirit is this eye.

At that time, the painting circle of the Eastern Jin Dynasty still had the style of the Han Dynasty, emphasizing dynamics and vividness of appearance. But Gu Kaizhi painted. It is meant to convey the spirit. He made outstanding contributions to the exhibition of Chinese art, and his theories occupy an important position in the history of art.

After rolling up the painting. Chen Yi walked out of the door, ready to show it to He Wenzhi, now there are two days left before the deadline of the mission, and he can't delay a little longer, whether He Wenzhi is satisfied or not, this is his last painting.

Slowly walked to He Wenzhi's door, Chen Yi knocked on the door, and soon the door opened, seeing that it was him, He Wenzhi's face showed a little unease. "Xiaoyi, come on. Come in. ”

Chen Yi nodded, walked into the room, and then said to He Wenzhi without hesitation: "Brother He, in the past few days, with the painting you gave, I recalled the story between the two of you, and finally painted another one, whether you are satisfied or not, you still need to decide after reading it." ”

"Xiaoyi, thank you, you've worked hard for you during this time." He Wenzhi thanked Chen Yi for his gratitude that during this time, he had also been to Chen Yi's residence, and every time he saw Chen Yi taking the paintings he gave him and looking at them carefully.

As a painter, he knows all too well the effort to be able to paint a painting that is infinitely close to his wife.

"Brother He, don't say thank you yet, I can't satisfy you, it's useless to say anything." Chen Yi smiled and handed over the scroll in his hand.

He Wenzhi nodded, took the scroll, and then came to the desk, looking at the scroll on the table, he hesitated a little, and then slowly opened the scroll, and the peony flowers he had spent slowly appeared on the scroll.

When the portrait was about to be revealed, his hand stopped again, and he didn't know if he didn't dare to face his wife, or if he was a little worried about Chen Yi's painted eyes.

He clenched his fists, and then opened the scroll so that the figure on it, his wife, was completely in front of him.

When he saw the portrait of his wife on the scroll, He Wenzhi was stunned, there was no surprise, no disappointment, just that kind of deep love.

On the painting, Qin Xiaowan is half-lying in the peony bushes, smiling at him, her eyes are full of love, and they are full of agility, just like when they first met, Qin Xiaowan sat on a tree and painted, like an elf.

The peony flowers he spent were very delicate, before he didn't point his eyes, the most eye-catching thing in this painting may be this peony flower, but now, no matter how beautiful the peony flowers are next to him, they can't compare to the woman in the painting, his wife Qin Xiaowan.

At this moment, He Wenzhi seemed to see himself and his wife watching the peony flowers on the picture scroll again, it was their last outing, looking at it, his hand stretched out uncontrollably, slowly stretched out to the picture scroll, wanting to touch his wife's face with his hand.

However, at the moment when he was about to touch the scroll, his hand stopped, looking at the wife who was smiling at him on the painting, He Wenzhi couldn't bear the pain in his heart, and suddenly squatted on the ground with his head in his arms and cried.

"Wan'er, I'm sorry for you, it's my fault, it's all my fault." He Wenzhi's voice was full of depression and pain.

Chen Yi sighed softly, understanding why He Wenzhi is like this, this painting can be said to be his emotional sustenance all along, this painting has been painted since before Qin Xiaowan's accident, but after the accident, only the eyes are left in this painting, maybe because of the state, maybe because of He Wenzhi's evasion, this painting has been entrusted to the present, I am afraid that for more than 20 years, he did not dare to take out other things of Qin Xiaowan, but this painting has been paying attention.

This scene on the painting has been deeply engraved in He Wenzhi's mind, and the situation on this painting is not only their last trip, but also his wife's wish, the last painting he painted for his wife.

At this time, Chen Yi did not speak, he knew that what He Wenzhi wanted now was to calm down.

After a moment, He Wenzhi recovered from the painful memory, stood up and looked at the painting in front of him, a smile of memory on his face, his fingers trembled slightly, and then touched the beautiful face on the painting.

After looking at it for a while, his gaze left the painting and looked at Chen Yi, then looked at the painting again, with a look of struggle on his face, and finally, he let out a long sigh, "Xiaoyi, your finishing touch, really like the legendary finishing touch, let Wan'er reappear in front of me again, thank you." ”

"Brother He, you and I have a lot in common, this is what I should do, it is my honor to be able to help you complete the painting and fulfill your wishes." Chen Yi said slowly, what he wanted to do was not only to get the Flower God Cup through guò paintings, but also to help He Wenzhi, who was trapped in love, to come out and reproduce the scene of the calligraphy and painting genius more than 20 years ago.

He Wenzhi nodded, took out the painting he painted more than 20 years ago, looked at his wife, who had no eyes on it, but was also very beautiful, he clenched his fist and made a decision, "Xiaoyi, I am very satisfied with the eyes you painted, this painting will be handed over to you, I hope to be able to draw eyes that are the same as the painting just now." ”

"Brother He, painting this painting has already consumed a lot of my energy, we might as well paint it tomorrow, I don't want your more than 20 years of protection to be ruined." Chen Yi said with a smile that compared with the copying work he used for his finishing touch, this painting with a history of more than 20 years carries the feelings between He Wenzhi and Qin Xiaowan.

What he had in his hand was only copied by He Wenzhi in a very short time, but this painting took more than 20 years to complete.

What's more, he still has a plan to implement, and He Wenzhi's current state is not conducive to his plan, so it is only fitting to put the finishing touch of this painting tomorrow.

He Wenzhi thought for a while and nodded, "So, then tomorrow, it's just that if this painting can stay, I have already lost Wan'er once, and I don't want to lose her like this again." ”

Looking at He Wenzhi's state, Chen Yi shook his head, even if he painted this painting that was the same as his wife, He Wenzhi still didn't come out of the past, and it was up to tomorrow.

"Brother He, this is originally your painting, it belongs to you, I'll leave first, we'll see you tomorrow." Chen Yi smiled and said to He Wenzhi, but seeing that He Wenzhi didn't answer him at all, he put all his thoughts on the painting, he walked out of the room slowly and closed the door.

Just closed the door and turned around, but saw that the Xuanji Daoist was looking at him not far away, Chen Yi couldn't help but walk forward quickly.

"Chen Jushi, just now Lao Dao heard that his disciples said that he heard painful voices in He Jushi's house, and he didn't know what happened." Seeing Chen Yi come forward, Daoist Xuanji asked softly.

Chen Yi bowed to the Xuanji Dao Chief, looked back at He Wenzhi's room, and then shook his head and said, "The Dao Chief also knows what I discussed with Brother He, I helped him complete a painting, he will give me what I wanted, and that painting is the last portrait of his wife, I finished it by luck, so that Brother He seems to see his wife again, and falls into the painful memories of the past, but now that he has returned to normal, the Dao Chief does not need to worry." ”

Xuanji Daoist nodded and sighed lightly, "When Lao Dao met He Jushi, he also spent a period of time enlightening him, but he couldn't make him forget the pain of the past, and he could only teach him some techniques for cultivating his body and mind, so that he could control his feelings. ”

"Only by keeping one's heart, having no other things in one's mind, concentrating on cultivation, and abandoning a single distracting thought, can we get rid of the invasion of these foreign objects, Chen Jushi, you have been studying the ancient books in the Xuanmiao Pavilion for nearly a month, and you can already understand these things." Speaking of this, the Xuanji Daoist couldn't help but look at Chen Yi, and there was an appearance that he wanted to save Chen Yi from the sea of suffering.

"Ahem, Daoist Xuanji, I still have something to do, so I won't say much, I will invite you and Daoist Wuzhen to come and taste tea another day." Seeing that there was something in Xuanji Dao's long words, Chen Yi hurriedly made an excuse and hurried back to his residence. (To be continued!)

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