Chapter 12: The West Wind Thin Horse

It was as if it was just a hallucination on my part.

Everyone applauded. Luo Ling'er said to me: "Wonderful, you two seem to be inferior to both of us." However, the show just now was only Ah Yun's. You'll have to go out alone later, and you'll have to count. ”

"That's nature."

Then it was Luo Linger's turn, I saw her grab a paper ball at random, the maid opened it, and read: "The winner plays the piano." ”

Luo Ling'er Wan'er: "I know how to play the piano, but I didn't bring it today, can I borrow the piano from Ah Yun's mansion?"

Wang Yun told the maid to get the piano.

I saw that after Luo Linger washed her hands, she began to burn incense. Finally, he sat down next to the piano and began to play with his eyes down.

This is the song "Yang Chun". In the spring of all things, the breeze is light, Luo Linger's expression always has a slight smile, and the voice under her fingers is joyful, making people feel like a spring breeze.

At the end of the song, a turning point, the piano sound naturally transitioned to "White Snow". Awe-inspiring and clean, her expression became solemn again. Everyone was attracted by the sound of the piano, and Luo Linger's face flashed with a hint of pride.

Then there was Liu Yu, who drew the inscription. I saw that he wrote a "diligent" with a pen, which was quite cursive, round and smooth. It makes people feel the atmosphere of their people. There are also many people who applaud.

The next one is Song Yue. The maid reads, "The winner paints one." ”

I have seen Song Yue's paintings, although the artistic conception is average, but fortunately, I can be diligent and can make up for my clumsiness, and my skills are exquisite.

I saw her slowly spread out the paper and began to paint seriously. There is a little chic posture between the hands and the pen.

A quarter of an hour later, the painting was almost finished. The maid shows it as a woman playing the harp. The woman is very beautiful and very quiet.

Isn't this what Luo Linger looked like when she played the piano just now?

Liu Yu was surprised: "The person in the painting is Ling'er. ”

Song Yue smiled: "Yes, I just saw Ling'er caressing the qin and wanted to put her in the painting, I don't know if Ling'er likes it?"

Luo Linger said happily: "Yue'er put me in the painting, I am very happy." ”

It's time for me to choose any of their performances. I thought about it and decided to paint.

The painting skills just now are already very proficient, and I may not be able to compare with the exquisiteness, but my artistic conception may not be worse than Song Yue's. I remember that Ma Zhiyuan had a Yuan song: "Withered vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, ancient roads and west wind thin horses, the sun sets, and the broken intestines are at the end of the world." ”

So I stood up and started to work on this "Thin Horse".

I used the ink that I had sharpened, and I felt the flow of ink at the tip of the pen as I went down, and I was able to grasp the basic structure of the drawing very well because of the previous modern sketch foundation.

However, ink painting mainly relies on the mastery of the water and power of the brush to depict the artistic conception. So I used the technique of rubbing in the picture, drawing the withered ancient trees in the near distance, the tired thin horses, the thin horses' muscles and bones exposed, sad and lonely.

In the distance, however, there is gurgling water and scattered homes. The use of white drawing also gives people a space for imagination and thinking.

When I was done, I added the word "Skinny Horse" next to it. Although both paintings have their own strengths, once they are put together, they stand out. Everyone understood, but there was no direct comment.

For the same competition, if the content of the competition is different, no one will have any objections. And this competition is all painting, and the other person who fails is very embarrassed.

Luo Linger said: "I think the two paintings are very good, if you really want to compare them, I don't know how to do it." In this way, would it be good to circulate the paintings to the people present one by one to evaluate them? ”

Song Yue's eldest maid, the wooden qin, stepped forward, first passed Song Yue's painting, and then went to get my painting.

Suddenly, he stumbled, and then his body was crooked and almost fell to the ground, and he happened to knock over the ink next to him and fell on the "Thin Horse Picture".

Now, I saw that the ink had blackened all the skinny horses I had drawn.

I laughed angrily: "Xylophone, you are so careless and destroy everyone's Yaxing, how should you be punished?" ”

Xylophone looked very innocent, tears were almost falling, and she hid behind Song Yue.

Song Yue hurriedly said: "Sister, the xylophone almost fell, sister, don't be angry, okay, in this way, how about I let you be the leader?" I've lost this round. ”

I thought you were just using the most obvious means to destroy my paintings, but I didn't expect that the real purpose was to use this incident to ruin my reputation and make me bear the name of jealousy.

When I was thinking about how to fight back, I only heard a slightly mocking voice: "Of course you have to be punished, this "Thin Horse Picture" is not on the horse, but only reflects the artistic conception of the painting, and does not look at the thin horse that was damaged by you, just look at the dead tree and the ancient road, the artistic conception of the withered tree, it is far higher than the "Beauty Picture", not to mention that the key to this painting has been splashed by you, so that you can not enjoy such a good painting, do you think it should be punished?" ”

When I looked up, the flute boy held his hands on his chest, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he looked like he was watching a good show.

"Beauty Figure." I saw Luo Ling'er muttering in a low voice, and a suspicious flush appeared on her cheeks.

She quickly raised her head and looked at the boy with a determined gaze: "That's true." ”

Song Yue looked at Luo Ling'er in disbelief, and when she saw that Luo Ling'er didn't respond, she had no choice but to say, "It's me who is too soft-hearted, and the maid should be punished." ”

Everyone believed it: "What the little marquis said is exact. ”

Xiao Hou Ye stretched his waist: "Today's show is really exciting, General Zhonglang's house is so lively, I won't sweep your interest." It gradually disappeared from everyone's view.

Later, I found out why everyone believed in Xiao Houye's statement so much, because in the entire Los Angeles, if you say that piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and history shooting, you can also count among the top three characters in the whole Los Angeles, not to mention that the little Hou Ye does not speak easily, and the women who want to marry him in the entire Los Angeles are estimated to be outside the city, and everyone knows that the only person he admires in his heart is the medical girl in Beiqi. If such a person comments on whose painting is good, it must be unique.