As soon as Wang Qingyuan left, Wang Xueyi immediately pulled Meng Que to the side and asked in a low voice: "Rocky, don't be joking, my mother is very good at this aspect, and she is a member of the China Art Association." And she's not a person who likes to joke around, if you can't draw it, then ...... She definitely doesn't have a good impression of you. ”

In this regard, even if Wang Xueyi doesn't say it, Meng Que knows it. How can you joke indiscriminately in front of your future mother-in-law? Even if it's a joke, you can't make such a fancy joke.

"Xueyi, don't worry, I don't dare to say anything else, but I also have some level of painting." Meng Que patted his chest and said confidently.

Wang Xueyi was suspicious, bit her lip, showed her fingers and stroked her hair, seeing that Meng Que was so confident, she didn't say anything more.

After waiting for four or five minutes, Wang Qingyuan came out of the side room, holding the four treasures of the study in her hand. When she arrived at the hall, she first motioned to Meng Que to merge the two tables in the living room, and then put the four treasures of the study on them. Youyou said: "Okay, the four treasures of the study are here, let's see if they fit." ”

Meng Que looked at the paper, ink, pen and inkstone, the pen is an authentic lake pen wolf pen, the paper is a high-grade rice paper, the ink is the famous Hui ink, as for the inkstone is a jade inkstone, its value can be seen just by looking at the color.

"If the four treasures of such a good study don't fit together, then there will be no one to fit in." Meng Que couldn't help but praise.

"Since you are together, then you can start." Wang Qingyuan sat on the Taishi chair beside her.

Meng Que poured some ink himself, and then smiled: "Aunt hasn't come up with the question yet, my specialty is to be able to restore the painting, my aunt can choose any part of a painting to show me, and then I will continue to draw other parts." ”

Wang Qingyuan snorted, but she was prepared, took out half of the painting from her sleeve, handed it to Meng Que, and said, "You can restore this pair." ”

Meng Que took the painting, and saw that the painting was modern paper, and the brush and ink on the painting were relatively new, so it could be seen that it should have been made not long ago. If you guess correctly, it should be Wang Qingyuan's imitation of the handwriting of the ancients, and only a small half of the painting should have just been torn.

Wang Qingyuan gave such a "question" with his own paintings, obviously not believing in Meng Que's "specialty", but he was full of confidence, so he took out his own paintings to frustrate Meng Que's spirit.

Meng Que spread the remnants on the edge of the table and pressed them with a ruler. On the surface, he was silent, only looking at the part, and he had already seen the origin of this painting.

The name of this painting is "Ten Thousand Miles of the Yangtze River", and the original painting is from the hand of Zhang Daqian. Zhang Daqian's generation of famous painters is as famous as Qi Baishi. In his early years, he liked to imitate, and the value of the paintings he imitated was very high, and some of them even exceeded those of the original author. His splash of ink and color is a must, and it is the most legendary splash ink painter in China in the 20th century.

Wang Qingyuan's handwriting naturally cannot be compared with Zhang Daqian, there are only seven fractals, but no spirit.

Meng Que took the pen, his emotions were brewing, the details were recalled, and his eyes were gently closed. The wolf's brush was lightly dipped in ink, and the tip of the pen stayed on the rice paper for a long time without moving.

Wang Xueyi looked a little nervous, Xiaoxiao hugged her thighs, and she didn't say a word. The atmosphere seemed to freeze all of a sudden.

"What? Don't know how to write? Wang Qingyuan suddenly laughed.

Meng Que turned a deaf ear and continued to stop writing for three minutes, then suddenly frowned, and the color in his quiet eyes suddenly sharpened. The tip of the pen falls, swings and moves, like a person who practices martial arts to dance a sword and play a gun, the pen goes to the southeast first, and the pen is competitive. I saw a black one, like a long snake. Meandering, twisting and turning, the fluctuating arc is like waves, mighty, turbulent and surging!

After heavy ink, it is continued to be light ink, and light ink is faster, which is more dexterous than heavy ink. Where the pen goes, the lower touch is like a god, and the place where the famous hall was originally not seen, after the light ink embellishment, the beautiful outline gradually appeared.

Wang Qingyuan laughed at Meng Que at first, but after seeing Meng Que put down his pen, his mocking demeanor gradually subsided. The pretty face that was still rich and beautiful was replaced by a solemnity and seriousness, calmly without blinking, looking at Meng Que's waving pen, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, as if he was both surprised and shocked.

Compared with Wang Qingyuan, Wang Xueyi's shock is more tangible. Her jade hand was hidden on her red lips, and the look of surprise in her eyes was very strong. Xiaoxiao, who had been holding her thighs, kept shouting at this time for Wang Da Mei to pick her up to see if it was real.

Wang Da Mei hugged Xiaoxiao and hugged her. Xiaoxiao looked at Meng Que's fast-moving pen tip, praised endlessly, her little hands kept clapping, and she couldn't stop saying, "Dad is so powerful......"

Wang Qingyuan watched Meng Que paint on the one hand, and listened to Xiaoxiao's affectionate shout on the other hand, and the feeling in her heart was indescribable. He only shook his head and sighed softly, acquiescing to the reasonableness of all this. He sighed in his heart: "Rocky, this kid is young, his painting skills are so profound, and if the method of dotting the brush is like divine help, this "Yangtze River Ten Thousand Miles" is drawn from his hand, but it really has a bit of Zhang Daqian's taste." ”

Although her heart was shocked, on the surface, Wang Qingyuan still watched calmly, and until the end, she would definitely not show her feelings easily.

Meng Que's painting took about two hours to almost complete. Compared with Zhang Daqian's original painting, his painting is naturally inferior, but there are three points of aura in the seven-point truth.

Wang Qingyuan's works seem to be inconsequential, while Meng Que's works seem to be inconsequential, both of which can be said to have their own merits, and there is no distinction between light and technique.

When the last stroke was finished, Meng Que exhaled, put the pen down, smiled honestly, and said: "It's ugly, the late-life technique is unfamiliar and can only be painted like this, judging from the partial residual picture given by my aunt, I guess that if there is a whole pair, it must be galloping and magnificent." With the feeling in his heart, he drew the general follow-up part, and hoped that his aunt would not laugh. ”

Wang Xueyi stood aside, her heart was full of shock, and the joy in her eyes was not concealed at all. Meng Que's skills were simply at the level of a grandmaster to her.

Wang Qingyuan smiled faintly, but glanced at Wang Xueyi and muttered, "Now I know why Xueyi chose you in the first place." ”

She looked at Meng Que at first, thinking that Meng Que was a prodigal son, but later Meng Que said that the four paintings on the wall of the living room were Li Sixun's paintings, which made her slightly surprised, and she couldn't help but be a little impressed by Meng Que. If she still had doubts in her heart before, then after Meng Que finished painting this "Yangtze River Map", she really believed it completely.

A person who can have the talent to draw the entire "Yangtze River Map" in one breath, not to mention talent, memory and skills alone are already very extraordinary.

Moreover, this painting is still a fragment that she took out at will, and if someone else gives this fragment to her and asks her to restore it, I am afraid that she will not be able to restore even one-sixth of the original painting.

When Wang Xueyi heard her mother's words, her pretty face turned crimson and was tender. If it weren't for the presence of his future mother-in-law, Meng Que would really want to hug him and kiss a few people.

Wang Qingyuan's meaning is obvious, she alludes to Wang Xueyi's choice of Meng Que because of Meng Que's talent. Wang Xueyi was originally a woman with a literary style, and it is extremely normal to be attracted to a man with a more literary style.

"Judging from the style of your writing, it should belong to the Southern School. The master who taught you how to paint must be amazing, right? If you can have such a level, then there will naturally be no shortage of paintings that you have appreciated, and you have already seen this "Yangtze River Ten Thousand Miles", right? Wang Qingyuan said lightly.

Don't tell lies in front of the masters, Meng Que has a little self-knowledge, laughed dryly, and said: "Aunt's eyes are like a mirror, and I don't dare to deceive in my later life, I have indeed seen this picture of the Yangtze River for a long time." ”

"Hehe, you are an honest person, your so-called 'specialty', in fact, to put it bluntly, is because of a good memory, I have copied a lot of paintings before, and then memorized them, which also forms your so-called 'specialty', yes or no?" Wang Qingyuan asked.

Meng Que smiled, shook his head solemnly and said: "No, aunt, you misunderstood, the 'specialty' I am talking about is not because I have a good memory and can write it all down, but I really have that specialty, if you don't believe it, you can take a piece of your work and try it." ”

Wang Qingyuan is a member of the China Art Association, and Meng Que knows about this. When he made up his mind to pursue Wang Xueyi, he had already found out the identity and career of her family members.

Wang Qingyuan, a woman, was a very talented woman when she was young, and once held a personal exhibition, and painted more than 100 works by herself.

When Meng Que got the news, he had already started to make preparations in order to be able to get close to this Wang Qingyuan in the future. At the beginning, he used his relationship to find all the photos of all the paintings when she held an art exhibition, and in his spare time, he took them out one by one and practiced casually, and over time, most of her works can also be deeply remembered in Meng Que's heart.

Seeing that Wang Qingyuan still didn't believe it, Meng Que deliberately led the topic to Wang Qingyuan's own works. As long as she really comes up with her own works, no matter which one she is, Meng Que should be able to restore it.

Wang Qingyuan pondered for a while, at this moment she was between believing and not believing. If you believe it, this is a bit unreliable, who in the world can have such skills, from ancient times to the present five thousand years have never heard of anyone; If you don't believe it, Meng Que swears so much, with the perseverance to not cry when he doesn't see the coffin. Presumably, he must have some kind of self-confidence ability.

After much thought, she decided to give it a try, and she had nothing to do anyway.

Moreover, if this future son-in-law really has such anti-heaven skills, it will be very beneficial to their Wang family. Because in the hands of their Wang family, there is a treasure remnant map, if the future son-in-law's "specialty" is true, then he can ask him to restore the treasure remnant map.

This is both hassle-free and convenient. can still be quiet, not letting the other two families know.

"Okay, you don't have to wait a moment, I'll come when I go." Wang Qingyuan thought about it, then turned around and went to the side room again.