Ji Yu's painting should be regarded as a picture of a beauty, but there are not only one, but many.

Compared with Wei Jiayan's dark tones, her colors are much more beautiful and bright, and she only needs to glance at them to catch people's eyes.

The beauties in the painting are all slender and elegant, like fairy concubines.

Approaching the closer look, I don't know who was surprised: "Ah! These people don't have a face?! ”

Everyone looked fixedly—

Sure enough, the face of the beauty in the painting was completely blank!

A good beauty, without eyebrows and nose, eyes and lips, imagine how weird it must be?

But this painting is different, it doesn't feel weird at all, but it feels superfluous and only destroys the charm.

Everyone was talking about their faces, but one person didn't interject, just stared at the painting, and the doubts in his eyes deepened.

After a while, as if from a dream, she looked down at the pale yellow dress on her body, and then suddenly looked up at the woman in the same color dress in the painting, and the jade bracelet of the same style on her wrist.

After a huge shock, he couldn't help but hide his lips and sigh: "Oh my God, this is me!" ”

The voice fell, and the same shout came from the other end.

"This, this...... Is this me? Her dress is the same as mine, and she has a hairpin......" The speaker excitedly pulled off his hairpin, "You see if it's the same!" ”

The people who were talking stopped talking and came forward to watch.

"Sure enough, it's ......"

"It's really ......"

The two girls who were recognized were so happy that their eyes were glued to the painting after the jump, and they only stared at "themselves".

Others were a little bit more savory.

"It won't be just the two of you, with or without me ......"

"I look at ...... too"

"I found it! I'm here! ”

"And me, this is me next to you, we were breaking flowers and branches......"

The ladies who were still very reserved just now were all mobilized in an instant, and the quiet flower hall was full of excitement for a while.

Wei Jiayan's side was cleaned.

Everyone's reaction was unexpected by her, she didn't rush to see Ji Yu's paintings, but carefully looked at herself.

She began to learn to paint very early, and she began to learn from the year she entered the Hou Mansion, no matter how cold or hot it was, she never stopped for a day.

This is what she is most proud of, and this painting is also quite satisfactory.

She didn't believe it, even this she would lose to Ji Yu.

Jing Mingzhu beckoned to her: "Jiayan, come and see, you are also inside." ”

Wei Jiayanqiang smiled, carefully placed his painting on the table, stepped forward in response, followed Jing Mingzhu's hand, and sure enough, he saw himself.

However, the first thing she thought of was not beauty or not, her first thought was why everyone could still recognize herself without facial features.

Wei Jiayan frowned and thought, staring at the painting while moving, refusing to let go of every place.

There is no dignified and gorgeous and graceful elegance of ordinary lady paintings, only the simplest brushstrokes are used to outline the portraits of all living beauties, even if these beauties have no faces, they also give people a feeling of "looking back and smiling".

The best part is that everyone is different, and this difference is not only reflected in the appearance, but also in the inner personality. Through the pen and ink, you can not only get a glimpse of his expression, but also guess who is the country and the city, and who is sentimental and sick.

Looking at it, the characters in the painting seem to move.

Some people stand by the railing, some people take pictures near the water, some people play against each other, some people play the piano with their hands, and some people listen to the music...... It's all what happened in this flower hall, and it's all what they did not so long ago.

yes, the details.

Wei Jiayan felt that she had done a good enough, but she didn't expect Ji Yu to observe more carefully-she actually wrote down the details of everyone present.

The style and color of the dress, what kind of bun is combed, what hairpin is used, what kind of hairpin is worn on the hand, and what is worn on the body...... Even the mole on the earlobe of the Wang girl did not leak.

However, it does not feel cumbersome and redundant at all, but is just the right amount of streamlining. Because in addition to the obvious differences in appearance, she also chose the most unique features of each person. So don't care who it is, after you react, you can find yourself in the painting at a glance.

Moreover, Ji Yu not only presented the details, but also restored the scene.

There are not only people in her paintings, but also scenes, events, and feelings......

The beautiful scenery complements the beauty, and the beauty blends into the beautiful scenery......

Even Zhang Shuyue on the side couldn't say anything ugly.

She was slightly chubby, and she deliberately targeted Ji Yu just now, but in Ji Yu's paintings, she became what she wanted to be the most.

Ji Yu not only deliberately scandalized her, but even drew a little more carefully than others, if she hadn't looked at herself in the painting, she wouldn't have known that her right hair bun was scattered.

Someone counted the people in the painting.

"Eleven, each of us is there?"

"Not true. There were twelve of us, and one was missing from the painting. ”

"Who's missing?"

Everyone, look at me, I'll look at you, and after comparing and searching, I found that the person who was missing was Ji Yu.

The one who drew the painting didn't make it......

Ji Yu also made a temporary decision when she started to write, and decided to paint without a face.

The faceless painting has both a vivid and subtle side, and she likes it anyway. What's more, she has to draw more than ten people, if she uses the kind of painting method of a lady's picture, she must not be tired to death?

However, the single painting of the beauty is a bit boring, so I refer to the layout of Han Xizai's night banquet and the spring dawn of the Han Palace, and depict a series of activities in the flower hall.

Of course, it's not just the flower hall, it's also in the garden. Each picture is separated by a screen or bonsai, like a feature film, or continuous.

Ji Yu also admired Wei Jiayan's just now, and I have to admit that Wei Jiayan's painting skills are really good.

Although she also studied specially, it was all in her early years, and then she was busy with her studies and work, so she was almost delayed.

On the other hand, Wei Jiayan's use of color in the pen is natural, and it is obviously a foundation laid over the years.

In contrast, Ji Yu's painting is much "thinner", and the reason why it is more popular than Wei Jiayan's is because she is clever.

It's like seeing a work of art, everyone talks about it, but most of them can't say what's good. Some don't even like the artwork itself, they like the name and value of the artwork.

Today's banquet is a teenage girl, no matter how high the knowledge, age and experience are limited after all, they may be able to distinguish whose painting is better, but the girl's heart can't deceive people, compared to a accustomed landscape, Ji Yu's story plus beautiful painting style plus bright colors, naturally more interesting.

"Congratulations, you've won."

Wei Jiayan walked up to Ji Yu and said congratulations, but there was no smile on her face.

Losing to Ji Yu in the most proud place, she really couldn't laugh.