Danqing Caizi himself felt embarrassed, he was under the stage of Liu Sanbian Yuzhuang, knowing that the attitude of the table was not friendly enough to him, he was still so excited, as if he was uncomfortable if he didn't find some white eyes or ridicule from the table.

Danqing Caizi also clearly knows that this kind of disturbance will definitely be disgusting and disgusted, but he can't control his behavior, and he has never been so disgusted, he has never been so presumptuous, he himself is very surprised, he has always been gentle and elegant, and he still hides such a hand.

He returned to the inn and took a self-portrait with a small bronze mirror, but he couldn't see it, and he tried to find out the source of this hidden character from himself in the mirror, no, it didn't exist at all. He paced through the small room, completely unsleepy. The lights were like beans, and the room was dim, so he hurried to turn on the oil lamp.

After a while, the man at the inn knocked on the door and shouted, "Turn off the lights, don't you need money for lamp oil?" ”

Danqing had no choice, so he went to dial the small wick, and after the footsteps of the annoying guy disappeared, he dialed it to the maximum and brightest again, as if every step he paced was wonderful and had the value of seeing clearly.

Hey, pesky guy is knocking on the door again, and it's louder than just now.

Danqing Caizi was also angry, so he was consumed, he pinched his nose with his hand, and asked slowly and methodically in an urn voice: "Who scratches people's dreams, I don't leave, I don't have to call the door!" ”

There was an angry roar outside the door, telling him to turn off the lights.

Danqing stood in place as if he was angry, just didn't move, hummed in his mouth, and deliberately yawned loudly and exaggeratedly: "Okay, the lights will be turned off when you nourish your spirits!" ”

He tiptoed to the door, listening to the man's movements, the man was also axial, and he waited at the door. Presumably a gentle knock on the door with his knuckles. Danqing Caizi yawned again and said, "Knock harder, I will be woken up, knock quickly!" ”

The guy was really obedient, knocking on the door of the hotel one after another, angry scolding everywhere, and some even rushed to the guy, pointed at his nose and scolded, so scared that the guy couldn't escape.

Danqing sat down proudly, placed the paper and the four treasures of the study in exchange for paintings on the table, and poured water into the inkstone. Holding the incense ink in his hand and preparing to study the ink, but he suddenly stopped moving, tilted his head and thought for a moment, he slapped his palm, by the way, he finally found the reason why he felt that he was abnormal: this is thanks to the guy at the inn, he made me make the city very deep in the eyes of outsiders, and there is also a heart for calculating others, all from his stimulation. It should be the same!

Okay, okay, after the knots in Danqingcaizi's heart were untied, he felt a lot more comfortable, and he hurried to study the ink. I thought in my mind that it would be more valuable to draw another kind of flattering situation from the performance I had just seen, which would be more valuable than birds flying back and forth in the air, and it would be better to skillfully blend the two. That's perfect.

Since the speed of the bird is unimaginable to ordinary people, if it is placed in a prominent position in the painting, people will not be able to appreciate it. It is also impossible to have the impression of continuous movement, and to form this impression, how much advanced imagination is needed, and what kind of spatial imagination is required!

Danqing Caizi knocked his head with his left hand, and said to himself: "Boy, you can't do it, your elm head can only draw a gourd in the same way, as for what people say about breaking through the clouds and fog, what kind of situation it is, you have no way of knowing, you can't imagine it, and you can't draw it!" ”

Danqing Caizi thought a little discouraged, alas, bad, the ink was too thick, Danqing Caizi vented his dissatisfaction with himself on self-corporal punishment, he put down the incense ink, and his left hand was heavily pumped on the back of his right hand, the sound was crisp, but unfortunately, the sound on his mouth was not an exclamation, but a cry of pain.

He poured a little more water into the inkstone, studied it slowly, and thought, "Haven't you seen a ship go around the reef and almost capsize?" The same should be true for boats in the water, and for birds to hide from clouds in the sky, right?

Danqing didn't care about the wick, and the dark was dark, which was just right for imagination. Imagine what? The cloud is nothing but a cloud of air, it is soft, can it be as hard as a reef?

It doesn't matter if you don't think clearly, the boat doesn't take a straight path in the water, and even if it passes through a channel without a reef, it is impossible to go out of a straight line when the wind and waves are calm.

This time, Danqing Caizi was quite satisfied with the results of his thinking, and painted the birds flying obliquely, whether it was the clouds, or the birds drove the clouds, anyway, it reached a high degree of consistency with the layout of the painting, and also made the picture no longer monotonous, it was really like a divine help, he was excited.

After Danqing Caizi figured it out, he picked up the pen and waved the results of his thinking, which was very pleasing to the eye when he looked left and right.

He tried his best to recall the situation that he had not paid much attention to just now, what were the expressions of the people as the birds flew back and forth. I don't have the impression, in short, I was drowned out in the excited shouting, well, let's replace it with this drunken shouting situation!

The shouting at the table is the most energetic, and it also disgusts me the most, Danqing Caizi thought, in addition to the reason for the exchange of courtesies, it is really crazy, tilting his neck, closing his eyes, it must be like a dog barking loudly, his stomach twitched, he gathered strength, and the deafening sound came out!

Yes, just draw them, at the table, not a dog, but a group of dogs, like barking heaven, one barking harder than the other, one barking louder than the other!

Danqing Caizi is also an interesting person, at this time, he is a person with considerable attainments, well, simply take revenge to the end, otherwise I'm sorry for my unique artistic skills, since I stretch out such a long neck, since I open the posture and look at the sky, then give this group of animals a gift, a good thing that looks at it and salivates, draw a waning moon on the side of the clouds and birds, so that the viewer can imagine according to the experience of daily life, if it is a dog, see the moon cake must have a stomach growling, I can't wait to bite it, if it is a group of dogs, When I saw the moon cakes that had been bitten and mutilated, I must have thought about competing for food, and I didn't care about the blood.

Danqing Caizi is glad that he has a begging life experience after the fall of the scholarly door, and has seen the situation of dogs fighting for food, threatening the same kind with wild voices, if he doesn't know what to do, he will make a dull bark in a vicious voice, this is a warning before the attack, if he still doesn't know how to advance or retreat, it is to blow the fatal attack horn, viciously rush up, a move to control the enemy, strong food, will never talk about the slightest feeling.

Of course, Danqing is not a vicious person, a few words of sarcasm and sarcasm will desecrate the works of art that are worshiped as gods, how can this dark psychology enter the palace of art, how can it become a combination of works of art, and can not be a person?

In the end, Danqing Caizi found a good reason to explain it - just borrowing.

Then, he used the usual irritable waiting situation as the atmosphere of the old cow pulling the broken cart, people waited at the finish line, looking at it, but still nowhere to be seen, sitting on the ground dozing, stretching their waists to show their hard work, there were sleepy insects that would not wake up if they were carried away and thrown away, and there were those who chirped and protested because they were waiting to startle the birds to return to their nests.

Danqing was sweating profusely and finally finished, and by the faint light, he was admiring the masterpiece that he was quite complacent, and his heart was happy.

Suddenly, the light went out, and he searched every place in the room to find out who blew out the oil lamp, and when he suddenly realized that his exuberant creation ** and passion really made the lamp run out! He smiled, and lay on the bed in kimono, waiting for the dawn to come. (To be continued.) )