She is accustomed to seeing the works of famous artists, and has seen the masterpieces of the world, because of the experience of that life, because A Gu is in the sky of calligraphy and painting, amazing talent, her appreciation of calligraphy and painting, practice a pair of sharp eyes.

The snow scene in front of him, even after Ah Gu became famous, could not reach this realm level.

There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people.

"You girl, don't hurry up and apprentice." A familiar voice came, Zhang Xi turned around, but saw Aya walking out from behind the screen.

Zhang Xirao had already guessed it, and she was still shocked, she always knew that Aya and Brother Ah were looking for a master in calligraphy and painting for her, but she didn't expect to find such an excellent master.

Talented people are a little arrogant.

She should be worried now about whether the White Eyebrow Daoist is willing to accept her as an apprentice.

Sure enough, I heard the Baimei Daoist say: "Don't be in a hurry to apprentice, female doll, you paint a picture on the spot, and Lao Dao is watching." ”

"Ayer." Zhang Xi shouted.

Zhang Ying approached and touched her daughter's head, "Just according to what the Taoist chief said, like you usually do, draw another picture for the Taoist to see." He still has a lot of faith in his youngest daughter's paintings.

"Okay." This time, Zhang Xi agreed without thinking about it, walked to the position where the Baimei Daoist gave way, re-spread a piece of silk paper, pressed the four corners with a paperweight, and then picked up the pen, groaned for a while, concentrated, and put down the pen.

The ink melts into the paper, and the scenery jumps on it.

She has drawn at least 20 of this snow scene, and she is familiar with it by heart at the moment, and her pen is like divine help.

For about a quarter of an hour, waiting for the pen to fall.

Different from the usual graffiti, this time, Zhang Xi has done all his best, whether it is the line outline or the artistic conception, it is much better than the previous one.

Zhang Ying glanced at it, and then slapped his hands and said hello, although he was not good at painting, he knew how to read, and his daughter had made progress again, so he turned his head and asked the Baimei Dao Chang, "What do you think?" The qualifications of the little girl can be regarded as the apprentice of the Taoist? ”

The white-eyed Taoist stared at the painting seriously, nodded continuously, and there was a smile in his eyes, "Very good." "It is very rare for a six-year-old child to be able to make such a picture on the spot, and his future growth is limitless.

"The Taoist chief sits down first." Zhang Ying personally invited Baimei Daoist to sit down on the couch, and then pushed his daughter, "Ah Yan, apprentice." ”

Zhang Xi knelt down obediently, and did not immediately call the master, but shouted to the chief, "I want to know, does the Taoist chief fancy the artistic conception, or the skills?" ”

"Ah, what are you asking for?" Zhang Ying was a little puzzled, in his opinion, it is difficult to find a master, it is rare to meet such a talented master, since the white eyebrows and Taoist nodded, the daughter should hurry up to apprentice.

"It's okay," Bai Meidao glanced at Zhang Ying, and then asked Zhang Xi, "What about the artistic conception in the picture, and what about the skills in the picture?" ”

"If it's the artistic conception of the picture, you can't apprentice, if it's the skill of the picture, you can apprentice." In Zhang Xi's view, skills can be practiced, but artistic conception is related to talent.

Zhang Ying was anxious when she heard this, "Ah, how did you speak." ”

"The old way is the artistic conception." In the white eyebrows of the long truthful way.

Zhang Ying's heart was hanging to his throat, a little more nervous than his own young teacher, and he sighed secretly unconscious.

Zhang Xi's eyes showed the word "sure enough", the white eyebrows raised his long eyebrows, a little more interested, this female doll is a little interesting, in fact, the first time he saw this snow scene, he couldn't believe it, this is a six-year-old child's homework.

Because neither the artistic conception nor the technique should come from the hands of a six-year-old child.

"Dao Chief, this picture has been painted for three months, and there are no less than twenty times in total."

Bai Mei Dao sighed softly, "Why do you keep drawing the same picture?" ”

"I think the mood is good."

The white eyebrow Dao Chang's face changed slightly, and a fine light flashed in his bright eyes, "So, the first painting of this picture is not what you depicted based on the real scene. ”

"Yes, I don't dare to deceive."

"Who was the first person?"

"The little monk of the clear space of Changqiu Temple."

Hearing this, Zhang Ying didn't want to look at her stupid daughter anymore, this girl was too sincere, "Dao Chief, you might as well let Ah Yan make another picture, just take the Yangliu Lake in the backyard of my house as the scene, what do you think?" ”

"It's not how the old Tao looks, but whether Sixteen Niang herself is willing to worship the old way as a teacher."

Zhang Ying's face was full of surprise, and he couldn't believe it, he thought that today's apprenticeship had made his little daughter mess up.

The peaks and loops turn, the willows and flowers are bright, and nothing is the same.

"Ah, don't apprentice yet." Zhang Ying immediately urged, and the smile on his face couldn't be hidden.

Also surprised was Zhang Xi himself, the whole person was a little blindfolded, but he didn't expect that the Baimei Daoist knew the truth, and was willing to accept her as an apprentice, knelt down and bowed his head, and shouted to the master.

"In the future, on the way of Ah Yan's calligraphy and painting, there will be a leader of the road." Zhang Ying bowed solemnly to the white eyebrows.

Baimei Dao Chang smiled and said: "Ling Jun doesn't have to be polite, for the old Tao, he can get one good apprentice, or he can get two apprentices." ”

As soon as they heard this, Zhang Ying and Zhang Xi's father and daughter invariably beat drums in their hearts, and Baimei Daoist moved his mind to collect the clear space as a disciple, but Zhang Xi obviously said that it was the little monk of Changqiu Temple.

However, let the Baimei Daoist go to grab the apprentice with Master Zhu, Zhang Ying said that he was very willing to watch the excitement.

——*——*——

When Zhang Shishilang advocated Jiang and wanted to leave the house for the fifth time and leave Beijing, Zhang Ying took the time to see him.

"It seems that you are determined to leave?"

"Yes, you break my legs, and after you break them, let people carry me to Wu County." Zhang Jiang was very scoundrel.

"Okay, I'll fulfill you." Zhang Ying said, shouting out Chen He.

Zhang Jiang was stubborn, and did not say a word of begging for mercy, but stiffened his neck and said: "Brother, you have to remember that you are not allowed to control me in the future, and you can't let my grandfather and father take care of me, they are all left to you to deal with." "The heart and mind think of freedom, unfettered.

"Asking for so much?"

"I'm going to knock you off your leg." Zhang Jiang said confidently.

"Isn't it still broken?" Zhang Ying raised his eyebrows, Chapter 284

Zhang Xi thought that he had heard it wrong, and looked at the white-eyed Dao Chang in surprise, holding the artwork he handed over just now, the snow scene in the corner of the Changqiu Temple scripture building.

The snow scene was drawn by her recently, and just now the Baimei Daoist took this manuscript paper and asked her to redraw it on the spot.

"How can this artwork be in your hands?" Zhang Xi asked, not immediately agreeing.

"You gave it to me by Zhang Lingjun."

Zhang Xi stared at Baimei Daochang, seeing that he was frank and clear-eyed, he couldn't help but believe it, he first came to Luojing, first came to Zhang's mansion, and her calligraphy and painting practice works on weekdays were either placed in the inner courtyard or in Aya's outer study, except for Aya, even the eldest brother may not be able to get it, let alone others.

"Aya also asked you to come to me?" Zhang Xi asked again.

Probably didn't like to be questioned, Bai Mei Dao shook his beard, and a trace of impatience appeared on his face, "Why do you have so many words about this female doll, hurry up and draw another one, Lao Dao is watching from the side." ”

"If you don't paint, why do you want to draw it for you?"

The white-eyed Taoist was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Zhang Xi to refuse, "What did you say?" ”

"I said I don't draw, I still have homework to do today." Zhang Xi vaguely guessed something, but was a little unsure, so he stood up, "I'm leaving, this artwork is mine, and I'll take it too." ”

Seeing that Zhang Xi was going out, the white-eyed Taoist who hadn't figured out why Zhang Xi had refused, hurriedly shouted, "Stop, you sit down." ”

Zhang Xi paused, looked back at Baimei Dao Chang, and did not speak, but the expression of not wanting to stay was fully revealed.

"You sit down." After the white-eyed Taoist finished speaking, seeing that Zhang Xi didn't move, he sighed again: "Lao Dao told you to sit down, why are the current female dolls so disobedient." If it weren't for the aura on that drawing, he would have just turned around and left.

Zhang Xi saw that the white-eyed Daoist was about to come forward to pick her up, and then returned to his seat.

"If you don't want to paint, then the old Tao will paint one for you." Baimei Dao Chang walked to the front of the left side of the swallow wing table, and there were pen, ink and paint and other painting tools on several sides, but when he saw him put the dust down, he reached out to take the paper and the pen.

The situation can be said to have taken a turn for the worse, so fast that even Zhang Xi felt incredible.

After a while, looking at Bai Meidao's skillful movements and focused expression, he really began to paint, Zhang Xi was almost sure of the guess in his heart, he couldn't sit still, he couldn't sit, he couldn't sit down, he got up and walked to the side of the desk lightly.

The pen is smooth, the lines are clear, and it is done in one go.

There is a painting in the eyes, there is a realm in the chest, the pen is like a god, with the line outline, the scene slowly emerges on the silk paper and restores, it is still the snow scene, the snow, the prayer building, the temple, the dead tree, the characters jump on the paper, it seems to be able to jump out, and it seems to make people immersive, obviously in the spring of March, but you can feel a trace of winter cold.

The same scene, different artistic conception.

Zhang Xi was almost stunned, his eyes flashed, and his expression was full of excitement and excitement, as well as worship and respect.

The mountains look up, and the scenery stops.

These eight words are not enough to express the worship and respect in her heart at this moment.

She is accustomed to seeing the works of famous artists, and has seen the masterpieces of the world, because of the experience of that life, because A Gu is in the sky of calligraphy and painting, amazing talent, her appreciation of calligraphy and painting, practice a pair of sharp eyes.

The snow scene in front of him, even after Ah Gu became famous, could not reach this realm level.

There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people.

"You girl, don't hurry up and apprentice." A familiar voice came, Zhang Xi turned around, but saw Aya walking out from behind the screen.

Zhang Xirao had already guessed it, and she was still shocked, she always knew that Aya and Brother Ah were looking for a master in calligraphy and painting for her, but she didn't expect to find such an excellent master.

Talented people are a little arrogant.

She should be worried now about whether the White Eyebrow Daoist is willing to accept her as an apprentice.

Sure enough, I heard the Baimei Daoist say: "Don't be in a hurry to apprentice, female doll, you paint a picture on the spot, and Lao Dao is watching." ”

"Ayer." Zhang Xi shouted.

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