Everyone was fascinated, but Mo Qian scribbled the portrait on the ground with a burning stick. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I haven't touched a pen in years, and my hands are rusty."

Liu Cheng thought he was modest, and kindly comforted him: "Lord County, this is already very good, this painting method is ingenious, it is really a precedent for a generation of masters, adults don't need to worry about it." ”

Unexpectedly, Mo Qian only said, "Xiao Er, bring a knife." ”

Xiao Er immediately brought up a firewood knife, Mo Qian picked up the firewood knife, first cut the end of the burning stick into a fast-growing size, and then put the place the size of the chopsticks on the ground to sharpen.

After a while, it was sharpened into the shape of a pencil, Mo Qian looked at the familiar shape and smiled with satisfaction.

"Young Master Mo, what are you doing here?" Gu Yushi asked with interest.

Mo Qian smiled: "Well, we have something called a pencil there, which is very convenient for drawing, but there is no one here, so I want to make it into a pencil, so that it is more convenient to paint those heroes, and when I go back, I want to make a more convenient one." ”

Asking someone to spread out a piece of paper, Mo Qian picked up the newly made pencil, and that familiar feeling returned, as if returning to the time when he was with a group of like-minded friends in the studio in those years, and in those years, every flower and leaf was in his heart.

With a good pencil and exquisite rice paper, coupled with Mo Qian's own state of mind into it, a few strokes of sketching, the details are extremely exquisite, and in a short time, a comic strip that is more eye-catching than the original is presented on the paper.

The man in the painting, thin and cold, his black and white eyes are like the stars in the sky, his clothes are fluttering, his temperament is extremely elegant, and he holds a sword in his right hand, and the sword body presents an incomparable light, as if he wants to cut the sky and the earth.

Liu Cheng and the others sighed one after another, such people should only appear in mythology, such a heroic spirit, what a convincing man he should be.

The strength of comics lies in this, no matter how mundane an action is, it can give infinite power to it through a few strokes.

"This painting is so beautiful, the man on it is so heroic, I don't know which hero the adult painted, if I have the chance, I really want to see it." Liu Cheng said heartily.

Mo Qian put away the pen, wrapped it in a cloth, and said with a smile: "If you want to meet, you don't have to have a chance, I can let you see it now." ”

"Oh? Where is this strong man? Liu Cheng was surprised, he didn't know that such a person was around, but he looked around and there was no one, and he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

"You see who of all the people here deserves this painting the most." Mo Qian raised his head and looked like he was riding the wind, extremely proud.

Liu Cheng swallowed his saliva and asked cautiously, "Could it be that Lord Fei painted himself?" ”

Mo Qian nodded, "Isn't it like that?" I have decided, in the future, my name in the rivers and lakes will be called the Death Scholar! Deadly scholar Mo Qian! ”

It is said that when Mo Qian watched Jin Yong's martial arts in the past, there was often a role of a deadly scholar, look at how good this name is, it can not only kill people, but also fully show his strength, and he is also a scholar, in line with his identity as a county order, Mo Qian laughed a little secretly at his wit in his heart.

"Really?" Even using the word "can't", do you think this painting resembles you? There must be a limit to being a man, Lord County!

"As for the nickname of the scholar who killed him, he has long been automatically filtered by everyone, a good county order, what kind of nickname to take.

The question finally returned to the portrait, looking at such a portrait, and thinking that the county lord said that it was him, everyone vomited blood in their hearts.

Well, although I admit that the face of the county lord is good, and it can be sold for a good price in the capital with just one face, and the figure looks okay, although it is thin, but it fully satisfies people's fantasies about weak scholars.

It's just that this has something to do with Wei'an, and what the hell is that domineering action that wants to be the same every day.

Liu Cheng laughed dryly, he didn't have a good speech, he couldn't cross his conscience, Liu Cheng thought in frustration, he was still too thin-skinned.

Gu Yushi next to him praised: "Although this painting is not like an ordinary ink painting that pursues the accessibility of artistic conception, it only depicts details through exaggerated techniques, but it shows the vitality of people." ”

Gu Yushi said what he thought in his heart, looked at the cartoons on the table, and his eyes revealed love, "If only I could have such a painting." ”

"Hey, what's so difficult about that, wait a few days, I'll definitely help you draw a good picture." Mo Qian said lightly.

Gu Yushi just said it in passing, but Mo Qian took it to heart and agreed to her without hesitation.

It is the nature of girls to love beauty, and to have such a painting as a confirmation of their youth is exactly what girls want, but Mo Qian agreed to her dream without hesitation, and she felt a little more strange in her heart while being happy.

Gu Yushi was full of joy, and said to him gently, with sweetness in his eyes: "I want to paint ten." ”

"Poof......" Mo Qian almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and now he really wanted to slap himself, why did he agree to her so easily, isn't this self-inflicted?

"Hehe, Liu Xiancheng, do you think my painting is good?" After being hit by Gu Yushi, Mo Qian could only go to Liucheng to regain some sense of superiority.

Liu Cheng grabbed his sleeves, stretched out a thumbs up, and said solemnly: "Okay!" ”

Mo Qian hehe, this time he was satisfied.

Clinker Liu Cheng secretly wiped his sweat behind his back, but fortunately, the county lord asked whether it was good or not, not like it, otherwise it would be really difficult to answer.

"It's just that my lord, since we are going to make a manual, this picture alone may not be enough."

"Oh, it doesn't matter, I'll just draw a few more."

Pick up the pen "Boom" and draw more than a dozen portraits of different people, some of these big Malaysian golden knives, some of them are chic, and some of them are bookish, in short, although the characters are different, but the common point is that they are all very lovely.

After painting the last one, Mo Qian let out a sigh of relief, he hadn't painted so comfortably for a long time. When you go out of the university, you have to face the rolling red dust, and you have no interest, let alone time to paint.

"Okay, Liu Xiancheng, you take these paintings and find someone to compile them into a book, remember, the stories on the album can't be all about family and country feelings, but also about children's affection, it's best for two men to fight for a woman, and then give up glory and wealth for her, and also, the plot of heroes saving beauty is absolutely indispensable, which can affect the hearts of daughters' families even more."

Liu Cheng pondered, "There aren't many people who write about this kind of thing, but I can try to find it." ”

Holding the cartoon that Mo Qian had just finished, he said goodbye and hurried away.

In addition, there are a few officials who are still here, and Mo Qian said to them: "Everyone has been busy for a day, hurry up and go back to hug your wife and children, by the way, don't forget to Fengfeng Tower tonight, I invite everyone to drink." ”

"Okay." Everyone cheered, this adult was not wrong, and they all hugged their fists and saluted Mo Qian, after a busy day, they were also very tired, so they left in a hurry.

When only he and Gu Yu were left, I saw Gu Yushi staring at him with strange eyes, and looking at him from a different angle from time to time. Mo Qian was furious by her, "Didn't you already promise to paint ten paintings for you?" Why are you staring at me like that? ”

"I really don't understand, how can you understand a woman's mind so well, and your head is really not bad, this was originally a good martial arts competition for martial arts cheats, but it was not bloody there, and it was fought to the death.

How did you get to it, drinking, martial arts, and stopping at the same time, and what kind of picture album are these, and others don't look at them on the stall for three or five dollars, but you let others spend a lot of money and break their heads to grab it, how do I feel that the martial arts people in the entire Jian'an Mansion realm have been sold by you? They do whatever you ask them to do. ”

"You can't blame me, you can only blame some people for being greedy, don't you see that the people who used to keep to themselves are now starting to become rich?"

Mo Qian casually pointed to someone, "Na, that's Aunt Liu, who sells baked cakes, when I first arrived in Ningyuan County, she gave me a piece of baked cakes, but her family background is not good, and her business has not been good recently, so she has been bitter, but you see, although she is busy now, she is so happy to smile." ”

Gu Yushi looked at Aunt Liu not far away, she was wiping her sweat with a white towel, and the front of the stall was full of people, but the corners of her mouth always had such an arc, happy.

"Okay, I'll admit it, you're quite good at governing the local area as a county magistrate, but I don't quite agree with what you said." Gu Yushi pouted.

"What?"

"Who said that girls should like those things that love and love, and why do two men fight for a woman, anyway, I don't like these, you are a man, how can you know a woman's mind."

In Gu Yushi's heart, his future husband should be a chivalrous husband, like his father, how can he be one of those weak people who only know the love of his children?

"Well, sit down first, and I'll tell you a story, and you'll know if you like it or not."

"Hmph, I'd like to see what you do." Gu Yushi sat down unconvinced, and made up his mind in his heart, even if he said it well, he would resolutely say it badly, seeing that he was still arrogant.

"That's what I said in the past......"

Mo Qian didn't notice that when he started to tell the story, a white-haired man next to him also slowly lowered his wine glass and listened quietly.