Song Yang couldn't help it. If there was a better choice, he would not have drawn a portrait of the bitter lord laughing heartily......

The so-called 'three courts and five eyes' is actually the embodiment of the golden ratio on the human face. From the hairline to the eyebrows, from the eyebrows to the end of the nose, from the end of the nose to the jaw, each occupies one-third of the face, which is called the three courts; Five eyes refers to the width of a person's face, which is about five times the width of the eye.

This theory has been widely used in Song Yang's previous life, involving many fields such as portrait restoration, makeup and beauty, sculpture and art, but it is only a theoretical proportion, and the actual difference in implementation is very different from that of individuals, and the details of the facial features of the bitter master cannot be grasped, so the clay sculpture restored by Song Yang in the post station is far from the bitter master himself.

How can Song Yang not understand this? But he dared to take this errand on his shoulders, and there was another reason to rely on: the bitter master was not completely featureless, and his teeth were uneven.

This is the 'key' that Song Yang said to Xiao Jiu. If a real feature can be highlighted on a portrait that is not quite alike......

The position of the facial features on the head is very different, providing a rough outline of the person who identified the painting, and together with the teeth that are too real to be true, the similarity of the portrait suddenly increases from 20% to 50%.

Laughing, just to show your teeth.

In other words, what Song Yang really pursues is not a complete resemblance, but a god-likeness, which is why he has the laughing bitter master on the portrait.

Tang Ham was stunned for a long time with the portrait, he really didn't know what to say, and finally shook his head with a wry smile: "Just send it out like this?" I don't have the courage to do this, so I'll ask my family about this. Sir come with me, and you will have to explain the origin of this portrait to your lordship. ”

Song Yang had expected him to say this, so he immediately nodded and agreed, and went with him to ask to see Master Du.

Maybe because he has been dealing with criminal law for more than ten years, Lord Du has never been too angry in front of his subordinate officials, and he doesn't have too many expressions, Rao is like this, after he saw the portrait of the bitter master, the bitter gourd face still had a strange expression, much uglier than a smile, slightly softer than anger...... Song Yang didn't dare to wait for him to ask, and before Master Shangshu had time to tear the painting off, he probably explained the matter.

The strange expression gradually faded, Master Du was silent, and after a while, he threw the portrait in his hand to Tang Ham, and ordered without any tone: "Zhang Bu go out and start looking for someone." After speaking, he turned his eyes to Song Yang and said indifferently: "It's hard work, go down." ”

The case has not been solved for a long time, Banzai has been urged several times, the pressure on the criminal department is getting bigger and bigger, and Lord Du really has no way out, so he 'accepted' Song Yang's portrait, it is purely a dead horse as a live horse doctor, anyway, Lord Du can't find a better way at the same time, he can't think of worse consequences.

The efficiency of the criminal department is not low, that afternoon, the "bitter lord laughing like a statue" spread all over the city, the people who saw the portrait were stunned, and in a blink of an eye it became a hot topic in the market, and the post house was no exception.

Song Yang took the initiative to participate in the headless case of the armillary instrument prison, of course, he had his own plans, but now, everything he can do has been done, all that remains is to wait and hope that the portrait can be effective. His mind also converged, and he began to prepare for the general election again, but just as he started his homework, the door was kicked open, and the great grandmaster Chen Hui walked in with his hands behind his back: "Boy, the seven days are up, what about painting?" ”

The brain disease made Chen Hui's memory completely confused, and he regarded Song Yang as his disciple and junior.

The reason why it was Song Yang and not others was because not long ago, Chen Hui had just helped Song Yang improve his cultivation, and in the depths of Chen Hui's mind, although this memory was no longer there, the consciousness of seeing him as a junior still remained.

Song Yang immediately took out the three painting scrolls.

Chen Hui's expression became a little happier, and he nodded: "As long as you paint one, you have painted three, yes, you know how to work hard." Song Yang sighed in his heart, Chen Hui remembered the seven-day deadline for handing in homework, but forgot the amount of homework left.

The painting has long been prepared, and the painting is asked for by three famous painters, with different painting methods and brushstrokes, a pair of "River Flower Chaos"; a pair of "Mid-Mountain Red"; There is also a more artistic conception of "Jiang Ye", the dark clouds in the painting scroll cover the sky, do not see the fall, only a faint touch of sunset, hard support, and the painter of the night is also the most arrogant, I heard that I don't let the signature, how much money is given and refuse to paint, and then Xiao Jiu smiled sweetly at him for a while, and he painted...... Each of the three paintings has its own victory, and Song Yang is confident that there will be at least one volume that will satisfy Chen Hui.

But when the scrolls were unfolded one by one, the anger on Chen Hui's face became heavier and heavier, and after seeing all the paintings, the Great Grandmaster's face had turned iron-blue, and he scolded angrily: "Bastard, what did you paint!" He grabbed a pair casually and threw it unceremoniously in Song Yang's face.

Before the words fell, a strange sound came from the inner room, and he turned his face dumbly, dragging a huge one-legged bronze man and striding towards Chen Hui. No matter what others use to throw Song Yang, the dumb man will throw his bronze figure back. Song Yang was startled, hurriedly stopped the mute, and sent him out.

Chen Hui didn't look at the dumb man at all, glared at Song Yang and shouted: "What did I ask you to draw?" ”

"Luoyue." Song Yang was not angry, but was slightly helpless.

"And what did you draw?" Chen Hui said, stretching out his hand and patting the picture scroll on the table: "What kind of mountain do you paint?" What kind of water to draw? If there is a landscape, the sun will set, and if there is no landscape, it will not fall? ”

"Luoyue is Luoyue, and it has a bullshit relationship with the landscape. Pretentious, self-righteous! Chen Hui was full of expression, and the brush that grabbed the bookcase in the scolding drew a round of sun directly on the table with the tea.

After a few strokes and a quick sketch, Chen Hui pointed to his painting and asked Song Yang, "What am I painting?" ”

"Luoyue." Song Yang's tone was a little strange, both surprised and excited...... It is only 'ink', and there is no fainting, but the circle that Chen Hui painted on the desktop that seems to be a lump of ink can make Song Yang see at a glance: this is a round of falling.

Weak but not decadent, gloomy and full of explosion... There is no reason to say, Song Yang can see such a meaning from the ink on the desktop. Then the first association that comes to mind is the sunset.

Chen Hui paints the meaning of 'meaning', the meaning of the sunset.

Chen Hui put down his pen: "Your cultivation is close to the realm of a grandmaster, but do you know what is the difference between a grandmaster and an ordinary martial artist?" ”

Song Yang shook his head, made a cup of hot tea for Chen Hui, and motioned for him to sit down and talk.

Chen Hui took the teacup, casually found a chair and sat down, the anger on the old face never diminished slightly: "People who practice martial arts in the world are all attributed to the ten grades of the heavenly stem, and the ten grades of the heavenly stem are divided into four stages: grandmaster, upper grade, middle grade, and lower grade, which is not unreasonable to divide indiscriminately." From ordinary people to low-grade samurai, it is refined into force; From the lower grade to the middle grade, the power is attributed to the qi; From the middle grade to the top grade, it is the qi that returns to the potential. For Imperial Doctor You, as long as Song Yang practices martial arts and has the power to protect himself, it is enough, and he doesn't bother to explain the relevant truths.

Song Yang nodded.

Chen Hui's statement can be completely verified in Song Yang, Song Yang was energetic when he had not practiced martial arts, but he did not touch the door with the use and grasp of power; From the lower grade to the middle grade, begin to practice internal strength, true air circulation; And after straddle the body, every knife has a vigorous momentum, and the dragon sparrow is beginning to begin.

Chen Hui spoke again: "From the top grade to the grandmaster, what is important is to return to the will. Your cultivation is already approaching the top-grade master, and you are only one step away from the realm of the grandmaster, but if you want to take this step, you have to 'know'. ”

As he spoke, Chen Hui's tone quietly softened: "Understood? If you want to go further, what you need is no longer strength, strength, and potential, but intention. Seek artistic conception first, and then there is a breakthrough. There are countless ways to seek meaning, but this door should be sought in the painting...... That's why I forced you to draw. Don't talk about you, even I can't stop drawing now. ”

If you only talk about combat power, Song Yang is definitely the best among the younger generation, but he is completely a top-grade warrior concocted by Imperial Doctor You, and he has little understanding of martial arts, and it is not until this moment that he understands that Chen Hui's painting of the sun is actually practice.

Song Yang listened with relish, and couldn't help but ask: "What about after 'the potential is returned', there will be no new realm?" ”

"The grandmaster is also divided into two words, A and B, and it is bound to mean that it is the word B, and if you want to become a top grandmaster, you must be in harmony with the meaning." Saying that, Chen Hui waved his hand: "It's far away, Jiading has nothing to do with you now, you can ask for help from the painting first!" ”

Song Yang nodded, and was thinking about perfunctory first, but Chen Hui continued: "From today on, I will eat and live with you, so that you don't have to be lazy and slippery, don't you say, none of the three paintings were painted by you!" Grind it and start drawing now. ”

After speaking, Chen Hui picked up the teacup and salivated shallowly, posing as if he wanted to spend it with Song Yang.

Song Yang was dumbfounded, standing there and not knowing what to say.