Lovedall saw Gong Feiyu unfolding the scroll and didn't know what Gong Feiyu wanted to do, so he looked at Gong Feiyu with a puzzled expression.

Gong Feiyu didn't care about Lovedall's thoughts, and directly pointed to a corner of the scroll: "Look here, the lines are tortuous and sleek, and the lines seem to be scattered, forming a sail." But if you turn the scroll and look at it again, it's a different scene entirely. That's a smaller picture of naval warfare! If it is a master's painting, it will never hide the exact same painting in the painting. ”

When Ralph Dole heard it, he looked at it carefully and found that it was really as Gong Feiyu said. I immediately believed Gong Feiyu's words in my heart.

Gong Feiyu knew that Lovedall had some doubts, and pointed to the scroll again: "The master's painting, the lines are natural, the fold should be folded, and the circle is a circle." Look at the whole painting again, the colors are bright and bright. And the master's style is on the pale side. If you take a closer look, the master, as the first painting that transcends the realm of the Grandmaster of the Painting Dao, can already make people experience a variety of different states of mind, rather than just being there. ”

Hearing Gong Feiyu's words, Lovedall's brows suddenly furrowed, these words were indeed as Gong Feiyu said. It's just that Lovedall still has doubts, and this alone does not mean that this is not a master's painting. In Lovedall's mind, this may or may not have been the master's early work.

Seeing that Lovedall still had some doubts, Gong Feiyu had no choice but to sigh, spread his palm at the corner of the boat in the lower left corner of the scroll, and covered part of the lines with two fingers. In an instant, a name appeared in front of the two of them.

Van Gogh!

"Seeing the name, you should know whose painting it is." Gong Feiyu withdrew his palm and began to put away the scroll.

Lovedall was shocked in his heart, Van Gogh's name Lovedall was like thunder, you must know that this is the master's mentor. Suddenly, Lovedall's pupils shrank suddenly, just now Gong Feiyu said that this picture scroll was his teacher's painting, so Gong Feiyu's identity is not. Thinking of this, Lovedall's heart trembled.

Gong Feiyu saw that Ralph Dole was still in a daze, and ignored him. turned around and left, but Gong Feiyu had only taken two steps, and a sincere voice came out behind him: "Master, please accept me as a disciple!" ”

Gong Feiyu paused. Gong Feiyu didn't expect Lovedor to recognize his identity so quickly: "I don't accept disciples. ”

"Master, you should be able to see that there are only three painting masters in the painting world now. Compared to 300 years ago, it has declined a lot, do you want to see the art world continue to decline? Lovedall was in a hurry and immediately said.

Gong Feiyu stopped, and couldn't help but glance at Dordor. Gong Feiyu was silent for a while: "I don't accept disciples, but I can give you a painting, if you understand it thoroughly, it will not be difficult to be promoted to grandmaster." ”

"Master, why don't you pass on your superb painting skills?" Lovedall's words made Gong Feiyu frown. Painting skills naturally have to be passed on, but in Gong Feiyu's eyes, he never thought that his painting skills would be broken. Because time has no meaning in his eyes.

However, this is not the case, and three hundred years is enough to change a lot of things. Gong Feiyu stood in place and thought for a long time, it was time to pass on Van Gogh's school of painting. Thinking of this, Gong Feiyu's immortal brush floated directly and reached out to take it. Gong Feiyu's heart moved, and he took out a blank piece of drawing paper from his arms, and immediately sketched a blank frame directly on the scroll.

Under Lovedall's shocked gaze, Gong Feiyu drew a bunch of scrolls in the frame: "This scroll will be given to you." Go back to your own abode, and tear this picture open by yourself, and it contains what I have given you. I hope that Grandmaster Van Gogh's abstract style will continue to be passed on to you. ”

In fact, the picture scrolls in those frames were just transferred by Gong Feiyu from his own picture scrolls. It was just to not look too shocking that Gong Feiyu did that.

This? Lovedall looked at the scroll in his hand in a daze, completely stunned by the inexplicable words. Looking up again, Lovedall found that Gong Feiyu was gone. Lovedall thought about it, but put away the scroll and hurried to his residence. Although Gong Feiyu only drew a few casually before, he understood in the eyes of Lovedall, an insider, that it was definitely the style of a grandmaster.

When Ralphdall returned to his residence and tore open the scroll, he felt a flower in front of him, and then more than a dozen copies of the scroll appeared in front of Ralphdowl's eyes. Lovedall looked at everything in front of him in shock, and his mood was difficult to calm down. However, he was soon completely attracted by the dozen or so paintings. These scrolls are all from Van Gogh's hands, and most importantly, Gong Feiyu chose Van Gogh's paintings when he was in different realms, and as a learner, he definitely benefited a lot. Of course, Lovedall's business is a story for later.

At this time, Gong Feiyu was still wandering on the street. It's just that passing on Van Gogh's painting style, Gong Feiyu also feels inexplicably relaxed in his heart, and Gong Feiyu also knows a little about Lovedall, and he has some understanding of his character. Gong Feiyu was still trustworthy, so Gong Feiyu was willing to hand over the painting to Lovedall.

As time passed, soon, Gong Feiyu unknowingly stayed on Xinyuan Island for two days. Gong Feiyu thought that tomorrow would be the establishment of the new navy. At this time, Han Cook and the others were still practicing in the picture scroll, and Gong Feiyu thought about it for a moment. Directly into the scroll space.

Coming to this familiar picture scroll, Gong Feiyu's heart moved, and he immediately knew where Han Cook and the others were. Immediately, as soon as he stepped forward, his figure disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already beside Hancock.

Gong Feiyu hugged Hancock's willow waist from behind. Hancock's body shook and was about to resist, when he suddenly felt a familiar breath coming, and Hancock immediately knew who it was. Hancock's face was slightly red, but he didn't struggle. In these days in the scroll space, Hancock misses Gong Feiyu very much, but thinking of his own strength, Hancock resists the urge to go out.

Gong Feiyu whispered softly in Hancock's ear, "I miss you, Hancock." The soft words were simple, but they went straight to Hancock's heart. Stir up layers of waves, making the originally calm heart become uncalm.

Hancock turned around and looked at Gong Feiyu with tenderness in his eyes: "I miss you too." ”

The two people, who seemed to be frozen in time and space, gradually approached each other while staring at each other. Tenderness gradually spread between the two, and in the end, there was no longer a trace of distance between their faces. When the corners of Gong Feiyu's lips were printed on Hancock's red lips, time seemed to be fixed in that moment.

The peculiar feeling goes straight to the bottom of my heart and is intoxicating. Layer after layer of ripples, as the feeling became stronger and stronger, it gradually became the turbulence in the heart. The space of the picture scroll was affected by the change of Gong Feiyu's state of mind, and suddenly a gentle wind blew. It was as if the goddess was caressing the earth, and everything became joyful.

At this time, the space of the scroll unconsciously spread towards the void. The speed is getting faster and faster, as if it wants to achieve a real continent.

At this time, the countless flowers around Gong Feiyu and Hancock were growing rapidly, growing and blooming at this time. Gradually, the flowers obscured the figures of the two until they were completely enveloped, and they could no longer see the figures hugging each other clearly. Only the shadow of the flower that is still blooming remains.