Cen Song was young after all, and couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, and asked, "Mr. Deadwood, can we appreciate the paintings painted by Zhiwei Jushi with a new painting method?" ”

Kang Shilin waved his hand: "Don't worry, she was only halfway through the painting just now, and she was interrupted by the father and son of the Jia family." I'll ask her to finish the drawing, and I'll show it to you when the time comes. ”

The little apprentice created a new painting method, which naturally had to be technically certified. These people in the yard are the best certifiers.

If she didn't take it out, the painting would be seen and stolen, and she would take it out and show it in front of everyone. That thief turned into a pioneer, isn't that a big loss?

When everyone heard Kang Shilin say this, they didn't rush anymore, but they couldn't focus on their own painting anymore, and their eyes always had to aim at the room where Zhao Ruxi was painting. Kang Shilin, who was impatient, couldn't draw anymore, and walked around the yard with his hands behind his back.

Wu Zong couldn't stand it anymore, and pulled him to the kitchen behind him to drink tea and eat snacks. Before leaving, he was not at ease, and repeatedly told Wu An to stay here well, and call them as soon as Zhao Ruxi came out.

In everyone's anticipation, Zhao Ruxi finally finished painting half an hour later.

She didn't know that Master had already told her about her new painting method, and she didn't know that everyone was still waiting in the courtyard. After finishing the painting, she admired it for a while, and felt that although it was deficient, it was generally okay, at least she would not let the master knock her head, so she shook her hands and jumped out of the door, ready to listen to the master's two words of praise again.

"The Zhiwei monk has come out."

I don't know who shouted, everyone put down the charcoal, and Hulala surrounded him, startling Zhao Ruxi.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Ruxi glanced at it and found that the master and senior brother were not there, and he was a little panicked, "What's wrong?" ”

"No, no, no." Cen Song hurriedly shook his hand, "It's Mr. Deadwood who said that you created a new painting method, we want to see it." ”

"Yes, yes, Zhiwei layman, can we take a look at the painting you just painted?" Others asked.

Zhao Ruxi relieved his heart and asked, "What about my master?" "Naturally, her paintings had to be read by Master first.

"It's coming, it's coming." Wu Zong's voice sounded at the gate of the courtyard.

Everyone turned their heads, and saw Kang Shilin walking over like a fly, and his pace was faster than Wu Zong's.

Zhao Ruxi shouted sweetly at Kang Shilin: "Master." ”

Kang Shilin pretended to be indifferent "um", walked over, and asked with a serious face, "Is the painting finished?" ”

"I'm done." Zhao Ruxi hurriedly said, "Please also ask the master for advice." ”

Kang Shilin went straight to the house, and everyone hurriedly made way for him. When Kang Shilin's master and apprentice entered, they also swarmed up and followed.

Fortunately, when Kang Shilin rebuilt this courtyard, he planned to make a painting yard, and the houses were built to be extremely spacious. The room of this studio is seventy or eighty square meters, and there is no screen in the middle, so what you want is an open visual effect.

Now a dozen or so people came in, and the room didn't feel crowded at all.

The drawing table is very large and placed near the window. Everyone followed Kang Shilin over, and when they saw the painting unfolded on the table, they suddenly held their breath, even Kang Shilin, who had already seen half of the paintings.

Zhao Ruxi painted a landscape picture.

Kang Shilin is famous for painting landscapes. His landscape paintings are based on the theme of towering lonely peaks and the mist that lingers in the mountains, and the style is just like that of him, lonely and cold, with a fairy aura that no one else can paint.

As his apprentice, Zhao Ruxi was the first to start learning landscape painting, which is really normal.

It's just that the style of her painting is very different from Kang Shilin's painting, at a glance, the whole painting gives people the feeling of magnificence, as if you are standing on the top of the mountain, looking down, roaring and rushing rivers, high and majestic peaks, endless plains, lush and reckless forests, all in sight, making people feel a sense of pride in their hearts, eager to roar, in order to express their chests.

"This ...... How did you draw it? Mr. Zhou Wenbai asked urgently.

If it was the emperor sitting on the Jinluan Palace, or the general leading thousands of troops, it would not be strange to draw such a picture. They have hills and valleys in their chests, and they have the country and the society in their hearts. In the case of passion, as long as there is painting skills, it is not uncommon to draw such a picture.

But Zhao Ruxi is a little girl who is only fourteen years old, and what she has seen and heard in her life is also unremarkable. She paints flowers, grass, or small scenes, which is in line with her vision. Zhou Wenbai really couldn't imagine why she could paint such a picture?

Zhao Ruxi touched the bridge of his nose, and looked at Zhou Wenbai innocently with a pair of clear big eyes: "If you want to paint, just paint it." Besides, I use a blend of drawing and sketching techniques that my master taught me. ”

"What do you mean, Old Zhou? Do you think this painting was not painted by my apprentice? Did she use other people's paintings to make up the numbers? Kang Shilin shouted.

"Oh, no, no, no." Zhou Wenbai realized that his question would be misunderstood, and hurriedly waved his hand, "I can't believe that this painting was painted by Zhiwei Jushi." Ah, it's not ......."

The old gentleman found that he didn't believe Zhao Ruxi no matter what he said, and suspected that this painting was not what she meant, and he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

He looked at the others pleadingly.

But the others didn't care about him at all. Everyone's eyes were glued to the painting, completely immersed in it, and they were carefully figuring out and studying Zhao Ruxi's new painting method.

Chen Zhongqiu and Lu Junyu also discussed in a whisper: "Do you see it?" What kind of drawing method is used? The whole painting looks so atmospheric because it is very three-dimensional, and the momentum of the peak of ten thousand people is completely presented. ”

"I don't see any painting method, but look here......" Lu Junyu stretched out his hand and pointed to a place where he was drawn, "Directly splashed with big ink, and the momentum of the sharp mountain peak was immediately expressed." ”

Zhou Wenbai immediately put the argument and misunderstanding behind him, and hurriedly leaned forward, wanting to see clearly where Lu Junyu was pointing just now.

Cen Song was the youngest in the painting class, belonging to the great-grandson and grandchildren, and he was very respectful to everyone.

But at this time, he was completely obsessed with the painting, and directly pulled out Zhou Wenbai with his hand: "Mr. Zhou, you blocked me." ”

Seeing that everyone couldn't take care of themselves at all, and even Wu Zong, who was always the most rational and sober senior brother, was addicted to it, Zhao Ruxi quietly withdrew from the crowd.

Zhou Wenbai's questioning just now is not unreasonable.

It's just that she ran all over the world in her last life, not only the famous rivers and mountains of Huaguo, but also the famous rivers and mountains all over the world, and it is not difficult to paint a landscape painting in her vision.