Guan Kunyu's painting has entered a state of complete forgetfulness, completely forgetting the passage of time, and only the blank paper in front of him is in his eyes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When he finished the last stroke, Guan Kunyu raised his head and found that the sun had set in the west, and it would probably set soon, and the second uncle seemed to be preparing the last glass of wine.

"I actually painted all day?"

Guan Kunyu said to himself incredulously, he didn't feel that time had passed when he painted.

"Hiss......"

A sudden burst of dizziness struck, Guan Kunyu quickly changed to a comfortable position and sat down, rubbing his forehead fiercely - the mental consumption in the state of selflessness was too great, and he didn't feel it when he was painting, and his head couldn't stand it as soon as he relaxed.

"Young master, I'll help you rub it."

As she spoke, Ling'er's hand had already pressed Guan Kunyu's temple and rubbed it gently.

Guan Kunyu stared at Ling'er in surprise, not understanding why she suddenly began to take the initiative to take care of herself when she always had a cold face before.

"You...... Never mind...... It's a good thing either way. ”

It is not very comfortable to sit and let Ling'er rub his temples, because Guan Kunyu's pain is not just his head, and it has been too long to do it, and now he can be said to have back pain and foot cramps, and just rubbing his head can't completely solve the problem.

"At times like this, you should take a bath and have a full body massage, that's life! But it's a little inappropriate today, so forget it. ”

Just thinking about how to relieve the fatigue of his whole body, Guan Kunyu suddenly noticed that a Xiucai in front of him seemed to have drunk a little too much, and pillowed directly on the courtesan's lap.

Guan Kunyu's eyes were hot for a while, thinking that Ling'er's attitude towards herself had just improved a lot, maybe this thing could be done, at least she should give it a try!

"Ling'er, do you see that over there? You also sit down on your knees and let me rest on your lap. ”

Ling'er blushed, and didn't help rub her head, she simply jumped up neatly, glaring at Guan Kunyu with shame and annoyance.

Guan Kunyu smiled: "Although it's a pity that I couldn't put on the knee pillow, it's worth it to see Ling'er's expression." ”

Smiling and patting the grass stalks on his body, Guan Kunyu stood up and waited for the second uncle to finish his work while moving his muscles and bones.

It didn't take Guan Kunyu long to wait, and the second uncle drank the last glass of wine. At this time, Guan Kunyu leaned forward and said, "Elders, the boy's painting has been completed, please take a look." ”

It stands to reason that Guan Kunyu should be polite to bring the painting over, but he looked at the mess all over the ground, and he really didn't want his hard work to be stained.

Fortunately, several people didn't care, and they got up and walked to Guan Kunyu's case.

Chen Jiru practiced the amount of alcohol in order to be able to drink without spitting up, and the others walked staggeringly, and the one who just lay on the knee pillow was even more sad, and it was estimated that he would have to lie on the ground directly without the support of the two courtesans around him, and it was really bitter for two delicate beauties, and anyone who helped the drunk knew how heavy these guys were!

Before he got to the desk, Chen Jiru saw the painting on the table, which was not a charcoal drawing at all, but an ink painting! This made Chen Jiru a little unhappy - he clearly knew what level Guan Kunyu's ink painting was!

Although two years have passed, he doesn't think that Guan Kunyu's painting skills can grow enough to satisfy his countless friends who have read paintings, after all, he has hardly taught Guan Kunyu anything in the past two years, basically Guan Kunyu is in a state of self-study in terms of painting skills.

To be honest, I was a little disappointed.

But when he walked in again, Chen Jiru was stunned, what kind of painting is this!? This...... It's also too ...... It's so realistic, right!? It's like there's a real horse galloping towards you!

Chen Jiru thinks that he has seen many excellent paintings of horses, but Guan Kunyu's painting is not one, and the horses that he originally rated as expressive are naïve compared to the current one.

What's the difference?

With Chen Jiru's eyesight, it can be seen at a glance that Guan Kunyu is indeed lacking in artistic conception, even though his skills are sharp, but he doesn't seem to be able to reach the point of mastery, but this is normal, how long has he been learning painting as a fool, if he is so easy to be perfect, let others live?

The really remarkable thing in this painting, or far superior to other horse paintings, is that other people's paintings of horses can only be regarded as painting skins at best, but his horse is already a painting bone! Almost the horseskin was removed, and the muscles under the skin were reproduced on the paper, which naturally looked imposing, and you could feel a strong momentum just by looking at it.

Everyone stared at Guan Kunyu's painting for a long time, but no one spoke, including the courtesans and domestic servants around them. The courtesans who can be selected by such a group of talents naturally have to know some knowledge of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and can naturally see the extraordinary nature of Guan Kunyu's paintings, and the rest of the servants are also in scholarly families, and they also know some of the fur on weekdays.

Wang Heng stared at it for a long time, and finally sighed, turned his head to Chen Jiru and said, "Brother Chen, you are not enough brother!" ”

Chen Jiru was puzzled by Wang Heng's brainless words.

"Brother Wang, why do you say this?"

"This little idiot is your apprentice?"

"Naturally, weren't you there when I took him as an apprentice?"

"Well, I was there at the time, and I've seen what the painting he made when he was a teacher was like, it was indeed a child's graffiti, and now his painting is ...... It's all your credit, Brother Chen? ”

Chen Jiru realized the danger and quickly shook his head: "No, no, no, I have never taught him this way of drawing!" It's his own! ”

Xu Guangqi also helped Wang Heng and said: "Brother Chen, you are indeed not authentic!" is still so quibbling in front of our brothers, you are Kun Yu's master, if you don't know how to draw and say it, who will believe it!? In vain, I will call you brothers and sisters on weekdays, and ask you for a few paintings, and you will deal with some ordinary things, alas......"

"Yes, yes, Brother Chen another day, you have to draw one for me!"

"Count me in!"

"Brother Chen, with our friendship, don't say one or two, even you can give eight out of ten, right? I don't take it for nothing, you also know my gold and stone craftsmanship, don't you like my seal, I'll help you carve it! ”

Chen Jiru was about to cry when he heard it...... What kind of sin has he suffered, is he being a teacher for that little derpy, or is he taking the blame for others!

I already had a charcoal drawing before, and now there is such a one, and I can't live my life!

With his eyebrows raised, Chen Jiru turned his head to Guan Kunyu's side, his eyes wide open.

"Derpy, tell me well, since I didn't teach you, who did you learn from?"