Before Luo Ning could speak, the young lady Wanying jumped up first and shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about, this painting is so good that we all recognize it, and even the Governor has personally praised it." ”

Lin Wanrong wondered in her heart, could it be that this painting was painted by Miss Wanying? It's not like ah, this chick looks like a hot pepper, where can there be such delicate brushstrokes.

No matter who painted it, the words have already been said anyway, Lin Wanrong is not afraid of her, and said with a smile: "I said that he was a failure, so naturally I have my reason." ”

Na Luo Ning blushed and said, "Brother Lin, please tell me, where is the failure of this painting?"

Lin Wanrong saw that her face was flushed, her expression was twisted, and she saw that this brush was delicate, it must have been written by a woman, and she was shocked, obediently, it couldn't be painted by this talented Luo girl, right?

Wan Ying snorted over there: "Sister Luo, don't pay attention to him, he likes to talk nonsense and belittle your paintings like this for no reason." ”

It turned out that it was really painted by Luo Ning, a chick, thinking about Luo Ning being respected as the first talented woman in Jinling, how high and self-appreciating she was, but now in front of everyone, Lin Wanrong used the word "failure" to simply summarize a work she was proud of, how big the blow was, it was already remarkable that she didn't cry on the spot.

Lin Wanrong couldn't cry or laugh, you chick said it earlier, I still have a love for that bullshit boy, let alone you girl. However, this Luo Ning is arrogant and strong, she just doesn't want to affect his independent perception because of her relationship with Lin Wanrong.

Seeing Luo Ning biting her lip tightly and blushing face, Lin Wanrong sighed and begged, after criticizing the talented son and the talented woman, Lao Tzu is really awesome.

"Brother Lin, but it's okay to say, Luo Ning also wants to hear your correction." Luo Ning said strongly.

"Miss Luo, your painting is superior in terms of lines, brushstrokes, and angles," Lin Wanrong gave a sweet date first, and changed the conversation: "However, it is also a little too taken for granted." ”

Seeing that everyone was listening attentively, even Hou Yuebai and Wanying, who had been humming and chirping, also listened with their ears pricked up, Lin Wanrong said: "Judging from your painting, this old man is in rags, and at a glance, he knows that he is an ordinary person who has not yet met his food and clothing. Isn't that right?"

Luo Ning nodded lightly and said, "Yes, I just want to describe the situation of ordinary people worrying about this flood. ”

Lin Wanrong sighed: "Miss Luo, your intentions are good, but you don't understand people's hearts and people. You have not suffered from illness, you don't understand what the people are thinking, our people in Dahua are the most faithful, and the most coaxing, as long as you let them be fed, clothed, and clothed, and have no worries about food and clothing, he will provide you as a parent. But at the same time, they are also the most realistic, if they are not even satisfied with food and clothing, they will not care about anything. Imagine, you can't even survive, but you want them to worry about this flood, Miss, do you think they are all saints who worry about the country and the people? Wrong, far wrong. For those who are in the lower position, survival is their first need, and the country and the nation are 108,000 miles away from them. ”

The talented women present were silent and speechless, they were all young ladies who had not experienced hardships, how could they have experienced the words of the lower class people, and they thought that the people in the world were like them, they had nothing to do when they were full of food and drink, so they came to worry about the country and the people. Lin Wanrong's words made them dumbfounded, but they had to admit that what he said made sense.

Everyone was speechless, and even Miss Wanying, who had always been against Lin Wanrong, looked at him with some admiration.

Lin Wanrong was in a heavy mood, like pressing a few big stones, these sons and brothers who were not diligent and did not distinguish between grains and grains, not only in the Dahua Dynasty, but even in his previous life, he saw a lot. Detached from reality, detached from the masses, it's really fatal.

Luo Ning took her own heart and saved people's stomachs, and took it for granted that she painted this picture, and talented people flocked to it, and she was very proud at the beginning. Now that I think about it, it couldn't have been more wrong. The skin does not exist, the hair will be attached, the idea of this painting is wrong, but the word failure is light, this is a complete waste.

Luo Ning's eyes were red, desperately suppressing her tears, since she became an adult, she has won the title of the first talented woman in Jinling because of her intelligence and outstanding learning, although she also maintains modesty and prudence, but the little vanity in a woman's heart is naturally there, this is the biggest blow she has suffered since she became an adult, although she is strong, she was criticized by Lin Wanrong in front of everyone, and the grievances in her heart are naturally indispensable.

"If you want to draw life, you must first draw people's hearts." Seeing Na Luo's crying appearance, Lin Wanrong sighed with emotion and continued: "Don't cry, don't cry, I have a way to remedy it." ”

Luo Ning wiped the corners of her eyes and hummed, "Who cried?" What remedy do you have? ”

Lin Wanrong took out the homemade pencil from her arms and said with a smile: "It's up to me to be a baby." ”

This pencil, except for Luo Ning, no one else has ever seen it. Wanying seemed to have forgotten the awkwardness with Lin San, and said, "Lin San, what is this?"

Lin Wanrong smiled slightly and said: "This is a black horse and a white horse after falling in love for a hundred years, turned into ashes, poured with their ashes, called a pencil." ”

Wanying was stunned for a moment, hummed lightly, and immediately realized, this is this Lin San is making fun of herself, this person is really bad, she still has such thoughts at this time, she snorted lightly, turned her head not to look at him, but looked at Lin Wanrong's movements from the corner of her eye.

Lin Wanrong took the pencil, lightly traced a few strokes in the eyes of the portrait, and added a few more lines to his face, then clapped his hands and said, "Miss Luo, you can follow the mark of the pencil and trace it again." ”

The pencil mark was very faint, and everyone looked at it a few times, but they couldn't see anything at all. Luo Ning knew that he didn't know how to use a brush, so he hummed lightly, pinched the cuffs with his left hand, lifted the small block on the table with his right hand, and traced it along the mark.

At first, she didn't understand very well, but the more she painted, the more surprised she became, but in the end, she looked excited, and the depiction was more detailed, and she dropped the brush for a long time before she shouted happily: "Brother Lin, I know." ”

Everyone looked at the table again, but saw the old man in rags, his eyes were still a little sad, and he had faded a lot, but there were a few shallow laugh lines on his face.

Think about it according to Lin Wanrong's words. The crowd understood. Although the poor people were tired and tired on the embankment, they were able to eat enough at all. Naturally, there is a smile. The sorrow in his eyes was worried that after the dam was repaired, it would be difficult to have food and clothing. Thinking from their point of view, I am afraid that they wish for floods every year and build dikes every year. When the poor laugh, they also have tears, which is a true portrayal of this painting.

In fact, Lin Wanrong was not very satisfied with this kind of change, and it could only be regarded as far-fetched to change this Chinese painting with sketch brushwork, but what he said just now was too ruthless, and Luo Ning's chick was forced to cry, so she had to save as much as she could.

Everyone let out a long breath, to be honest, Luo Ning's paintings, stroke techniques are all at the peak, and they are inspired by feelings, it is really a rare masterpiece, it would be a pity if it was scrapped. It's a great blessing to be saved now.

Wanying snorted and said, "Lin San, I told you to pick up a big bargain, just one or two strokes, and Sister Luo's painting can be regarded as your contribution." ”

I'm dizzy, this kind of thing of one or two strokes to change the painting, your eldest lady has the ability, do it yourself and see?

Although Hou Yuebai saw that this Lin San knew some painters, he was scornful of his pencil skills, and said in his heart, this guy is a person with low eyes, and he is a master at evaluating paintings, but the painting skills in his hands are loose and tight, and the next time he has a chance, he will compare his painting skills with him.

Only Luo Ning understood Lin Wanrong's skills with one or two strokes, and in a blink of an eye, he changed the painting to an artistic conception, is this painting done by myself? Luo Ning looked at the painting, her heart was sad and moved, and with mixed feelings, she turned around and ran away.

Wanying hurriedly shouted, "Sister Luo, where are you going?"

Luo Ning paused, but didn't turn around, and said coquettishly: "Wanying, you guys continue to paint, I'll go over there to relax, and I'll be back soon." ”

Wanying glanced at Lin Wanrong angrily and said, "It's all your good deeds?"

Lin Wanrong was stunned, and said in her heart, what does this have to do with me. Seeing that graceful and puffing appearance, Lin Wanrong smiled and said: "Once upon a time, there was a white horse and fell in love with a black horse......"

"You're going to die-" That Wanying was a violent master, and when she heard him laugh at herself, she flew and kicked over, fast and fast, she turned out to be a practitioner, no wonder she could be a female catcher in this city.

Lin Wanrong was too lazy to entangle with her, walked a few steps under the embankment, and was about to find a place to pee, but saw a delicate figure sitting on the ground, looking at the rolling river in a daze.

No, it's just a few criticisms, this chick can't think of it so much, and wants to jump into the river? Lin Wanrong was shocked, and hurriedly shouted: "Miss Luo, don't jump—"

Luo Ning looked back, but saw Lin Wanrong running over in a hurry, she smiled and said, "Brother Lin, what are you talking about?"

Lin Wanrong said: "Miss Luo, don't jump, I was just joking with you just now, you can't be guilty of seeking death and life." ”

Luo Ning was ashamed and angry, and said angrily: "Brother Lin, what are you talking about, where am I going to jump into the river?"

"That's fine," Lin Wanrong wiped a cold sweat and said, "As long as you don't jump into the river, everything is easy to discuss." ”

Luo Ning felt that this person was sometimes very smart, and sometimes he was a dead brain, and there was really nothing he could do, so he took a few steps back, moved away from the riverside, and said with a smile: "Now you can rest assured." ”

Lin Wanrong sat beside her unceremoniously and said, "I'm scared to death, it turns out that you didn't want to jump into the river." Miss Luo, let me tell you, the water in the Yangtze River is muddy and yellow, don't choose this when you jump into the river. The Xuanwu Lake has clear water and pleasant scenery, and it is perfect for jumping into the lake. Luo Ning glanced at him with a smile and said angrily: "Brother Lin, are you so persuasive?"

Lin Wanrong said: "Persuasion? Why should I advise you, you are a strong woman, do you still need to be persuaded by others?"

Luo Ning's expression darkened, and he shook his head and said, "Brother Lin, you are wrong, this time, I really feel that I am very bad." ”

Don't do it, it's just a small blow, how can it make this talented woman disheartened? It seems that frustration education should be greatly enhanced.

Luo Ning sighed, sat beside him, looked at the leisurely river and said: "In the past, I felt that I was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and even those men were better than me, so I was very excited. But then I saw the couplet of food for immortals, I was hit in the heart, yesterday's words of Brother Lin and today's guidance on the painting, let me realize that I am just a frog at the bottom of the well, and I don't even know how big the sky is. As you said, Brother Lin, I grew up in an official family, and I have never been in contact with the people at all, and my experience and experience are pitiful, but I am still so arrogant, and now even I feel a little disgusted with myself. ”

This chick is very good at self-criticism, you are unlucky to meet me, but only with spur can there be progress, Lin Wanrong nodded and said: "Miss Luo, you are sincere and loving, everyone likes you too late, how can they hate you." Sticking to your dreams is a great thing, as for experience, you can't be in a hurry, and when you get older, you will understand when you experience more things. ”

Luo Ning glanced at him and said, "Brother Lin, I've always found it strange, why do you know so many things and understand people's hearts so much when you're not a few years older than me next year?"

There is no way to answer this question, Lin Wanrong said solemnly: "Actually, I have been asking myself this question. But you know, it's really hard to answer a question from a genius. ”

Luo Ning was stunned for a moment before he realized the cold humor in his words, covered his mouth and giggled: "Brother Lin, you don't speak seriously. ”

Lin Wanrong sighed: "In fact, I really can't find any other words than to describe me as a genius. ”

Luo Ning said softly: "I think so too. ”

Lin Wanrong laughed, this chick actually learned my humor, it's a little interesting.

Luo Ning's face was a little forgiving, she couldn't sit still, got up and said, "Brother Lin, I'm going to paint, you are not allowed to come with me again, otherwise, I will die again." After she finished speaking, she ran away, as if Lin Wanrong was a flood beast.

Damn, I'm so terrible, if you hadn't invited me, I wouldn't have bothered to go over. After talking for a long time, I forgot to spill my urine, and I was about to act, but I saw a "mud man" suddenly appear next to me.

The man's face was covered with mud, barefoot, and his face looked a little familiar, Lin Wanrong was stunned and said, "Lord Luo, why did you get like this?"