When An An arrived, Ning Fangyuan was writing a letter.

The will to transfer him to Beijing after the year has been handed down, and he has to deploy one or two.

Beizhen Fuji is a good place, but it is also a place to eat people and not swallow bones.

"Brother Fang Yuan, are you busy?"

Being led in by his subordinates, Ning Fangyuan didn't look up, and An An couldn't help asking.

Ning Fangyuan raised his head, "It's not very busy, you sit there and take a tea break first." ”

As he spoke, he continued to bury his head in the letter, and soon finished the letter, and then called Changshi to come in and handed the letter to him, and then looked at An An.

Although the clothes that the little girl wore today were simple, they were very fitting, and the light blue "color" coarse cloth was worn on others, just an ordinary "color", but she insisted on wearing a little fresh and refined.

He furrowed his eyebrows, "Say, what's the matter with me?" ”

This girl will never come if she is fine.

"Something is going on naturally,"

An An smiled mysteriously at him and patted the scroll in his hand, "I painted a painting yesterday, and I feel that I have some artistic conception, and I want you to evaluate it together, but first, this painting is not for sale." ”

It is rare to have a landscape painting that you are satisfied with, and you can't sell it.

Speaking of artistic conception, Ning Fangyuan really didn't believe in An An very much.

Those who can draw artistic conception are not masters who have been immersed in "lewdness" for at least 20 years in the painting path.

Although he didn't believe it, he was also looking forward to it, Ning Fangyuan hooked his lips and smiled lightly, "Oh, reluctant to sell it?" Then I'm really going to have a good review. ”

He has a smile on his eyebrows, and if the moon pours down the stream, it is also an excellent painting.

An An had a momentary distraction, and there were many times when she wanted to draw Ning Fangyuan's appearance, but after thinking about it, she didn't draw it.

Qing coughed, with a smile, took the scroll and walked to Ning Fangyuan's desk and slowly spread it out.

"Although I think I have some artistic conception, but my skills are not good in the end, don't laugh at me after you read it."

A fragrance came, and Ning Fangyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, but it was a little interesting.

It is not his usual figure painting, but a landscape painting.

As always, the painting method has its own style, although the foundation is a little lacking, but it is undeniable that it is really a bit of artistic conception.

It gives him a sense of being there.

Especially the strange fragrance, as if he was really in nature, actually made his recent churning internal energy calm down a lot in an instant.

Generally speaking, those who can paint artistic conception are generally the kind of masters who have been immersed in "lewdness" for many years in the way of painting, and have a broad state of mind.

I didn't think that this girl could have such a broad state of mind.

Wrong!

In this painting, there is no broad state of mind.

But where does this artistic conception come from?

Ning Fangyuan was even more interested and immersed in it.

The surprises and surprises she brought to him were always breaking.

Unexpectedly, while he was looking at the painting with all his attention, his head suddenly ached like a spike, and a stream of hot air gushed outward, spurting out of his throat and spraying on the landscape painting.

Naturally, blood erupted from the head.

A mouthful of blood sprayed on the painting, and the painting was ruined, but at this time, who still had the heart to think about painting.

An An snatched over and held Ning Fangyuan.

"What's wrong with you?"

Changshi took Ning Fangyuan's letter and went to run errands, but another subordinate was guarding outside, and when he heard An An's exclamation, he immediately rushed in.

Seeing the blood on the painting was shocking, he lifted An An, "Master, what's wrong with you?" ”

Ning Fangyuan vomited blood, his eyes drooped slightly, as if he was about to faint, the man pulled out his sword and pointed at An An, "What did you do?" Did you poison your grandfather? "Hundred Plating" Peasant Girl Water Lingling: Ye Yi Pet Addiction Claw Book House" The latest chapter is free to read for the first time.