Thinking of this, Qian Zhixu was like a drowning man grasping a life-saving straw, desperately studying Guan Kunyu's paintings, trying to find the flaws in them. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qian Zhixu didn't look at it carefully just now, he felt like it, it was very similar, it was very similar, and the others didn't think about it, but now that he looked at it carefully, he finally found a little way.

"This ...... Not ink! Looks like carbon ...... It's a carbon painting!? ”

Qian Zhixu suddenly realized, no wonder Master Wu said that he was only half right, this military boy really didn't paint with pen and ink, he was painting with carbon!

"Sure enough! I'll just say that just a military household wants to pretend to be a literati to dance and ink, it's unreasonable! ”

Although "vulgar" has been endless, Qian Zhixu has to admit that Guan Kunyu's painting is really ...... There are no flaws.

It's not that Guan Kunyu's paintings are really that perfect, there are no flaws at all, his level has not yet reached that level, not to mention that today's painting environment can be said to be bad, you have to let Guan Kunyu evaluate it himself, this painting can pick out more than a dozen faults when you raise your eyes.

There are no big problems, but there are a bunch of small problems, so it's okay to coax the layman, and let the knowledgeable come over and not roll your eyes is considered to give you face.

It's a pity that in the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, which has never seen a sketch, these painters are no better than laymen. Second, out of professional quality, painters are likely to intuitively find something inappropriate, but it is difficult for them to tell what is wrong and why they are inappropriate without having been exposed to sketching at all.

If you can't tell me one, two, three, four in detail, you just tell others that I'm just looking awkward here, but I don't know what's wrong! This is not going to be recognized by anyone.

Just when Qian Zhixu scratched his ears and cheeks and wanted to figure out the doorway, Master Wu was unwilling to wait longer, the old lady hadn't seen enough of the painting, and he had already given Master Wu a look just now.

"Qian Zhixu, have you finished reading this painting?"

In an instant, the noise suddenly subsided, and everyone looked at Guan Kunyu in unison.

Of course, Qian Zhixu can't say that he hasn't finished reading it, although he is willing to say so ten thousand.

"Junior...... The juniors have already finished reading it. ”

"Okay, then let's talk about it, how is his painting?"

Qian Zhixu brushed down in a cold sweat, stiffened his head, and gritted his teeth word by word:

"It's a really good painting."

Master Wu nodded with satisfaction, thinking that as long as this Qian Zhixu was willing to admit defeat, he bowed his head and the matter passed quickly.

But before Master Wu nodded, Qian Zhixu actually gasped!

"But ......"

The word "but" is not over, and the brows of the audience are furrowed, and at this time, you have to say bad things hard, isn't this looking for trouble?

Moreover, there are so many painters with heads and faces present, none of them can clearly explain the merits of this painting, didn't they all look dumbfounded when they saw Master Wu, what are you doing there? Isn't it nice to find the old lady's birthday banquet!?

Qian Zhixu didn't seem to see the attitude of the people around him, and continued to talk to himself.

"But...... There are three needs and three avoidances of the husband's pen......"

"Wait! The sages' "Pen Use" does not have to be memorized, I only ask you, what kind of pen is said in "Pen Use"? Quill! So why did you paint this painting? Charcoal! Do you think the old man is illiterate or has a bad head!? ”

"How dare the juniors...... I just want to say that this brush is not in order. ”

Master Wu raised his eyebrows and said, "Messing around!" ”

Take the pen rules of the brush and soft pen to set the charcoal pen and the hard pen of the pen, if it is not nonsense, then it is the hell.

Qian Zhixu was scolded and sweated profusely, desperately thinking about how to justify, and looked at other painters for help, but except for his fox friends and dog friends, everyone else without exception had a joke expression, and as for his fox friends and dog friends, they were all embarrassed to help.

In the end, Qian Zhixu's eyes stayed on Guan Kunyu's body, this military household, this little ghost, this poor and cheap thing that can only be painted with charcoal, is looking at himself with indifferent eyes, as if he Qian Zhixu is an ignorant little ghost!

Of course, Guan Kunyu can't be blamed for this, from his point of view, Qian Zhixu was originally an adolescent teenager who didn't know anything, and he was also a person who had lived two lifetimes, could he still be as knowledgeable as such a little ghost? Wouldn't that be too much of a traverser?

But this kind of Guan Kunyu seems to be taken for granted, and it has become the last straw for the nerves of the money.

"Bang!"

Master Wu's scolding, the schadenfreude of the painters, and finally the contempt of Kun Yu were all combined to throw a torch into the powder keg of Qian Zhixu, and it exploded.

Qian Zhixu, who had lost his mind, had red eyes, clenched his teeth, and roared madly in his heart.

"You all want to see me laugh! None of you want me to have a good time! Well, that's good! Since you don't want me to have a good time, then everyone should stop it! ”

Crazy thoughts dominated Qian Zhixu's brain, which made his mind extremely clear, and in the blink of an eye, he thought of a "good" idea.

"If you return to Master Wu, this painting is good, it is indeed very good! Although it is charcoal, it is better than vivid, and it simply brings the old lady to life. ”

Just when everyone thought that Qian Zhixu was finally relenting, he said something that made everyone creepy.

"But...... He painted this ...... It's really unknown, maybe it's going to curse the old lady! ”

"What!?"

Master Wu was furious, and everyone else was also frightened by Qian Zhixu's words, there is no atheism in vogue these days, and it is definitely a very vicious thing to curse others to death.

"Huh!? Curse the dead!? ”

"No, I don't see anything wrong with this painting."

"yes, what the hell is that?"

Not only are the painters talking about it, but Guan Kunyu even feels incredible, he just drew a pencil sketch, how could he be hooked with a curse!? His painting is not a posthumous portrait, and the Ming Dynasty does not have this statement!

At this time, the old lady, who had never opened her mouth, couldn't sit still, and took the initiative to ask Qian Zhixu about it.

"Painter Qian, tell me what's going on, what's wrong with this painting?"