Ye Yuan's pupils, no matter how far away they were, were all of a sudden, complicated.

He didn't speak, and after condensing Feng Zi for a long time, he opened his thin lips and said in a low voice: "It's hard to fight, and it won't do you any good." ”

Feng Zi knew that Feng Zi was acting sincerely, and there was no intention of stalking. Moreover, people like Feng Zi have no self-inflicted skills. ”

She forced herself to hold on, and answered very naturally, and the tiredness in her tone was too strong, and when it fell into her ears, such a tone completely turned into helplessness and sadness.

After these words fell, Feng Zi finally stopped watching his reaction and lowered his eyes.

was rejected too much, disappointed too much, and this time, she was about to start retreating in her heart, and even completely gave up and was hopeless.

Ye Yuan, where is the stone, it is obviously an outlier that is harder than a stone.

Thinking of her Yun Feng Zi, she was once gorgeous and beautiful, and all the men in the world admired her and competed wantonly, but now, she took the initiative to offer favor to Ye Yuan with satisfaction, and broke her spine to be extremely courteous to him, but she was no longer the peerless Yun Fengzi she used to be, but she was even more humble and ugly, and there was no capital to attract men.

So, her face is red and swollen, but is it wrong? Or, should she really use Murong You's medicine to completely restore her appearance to the past?

Thoughts, swaying and churning, rose and fell in the bottom of my heart over and over again, boiling and boiling.

The whole body was weak and unbearable, and while standing, Feng Zi couldn't help but tremble more and more.

Ye Yuan in front of him still didn't say a word, as if he was still silently scrutinizing and looking at her.

She smiled bitterly, she really didn't know what she was looking at and what was profound, so that Ye Yuan could look at it and even examine it for so long.

However, there was resistance, but after all, she couldn't refuse anything, but after waiting for half a day to pass again, her legs couldn't support it after all, and under the violent trembling, her legs were also weak, and the whole person fell to the ground suddenly.

In an instant, she was caught off guard and secretly frightened, and her uncontrollable body was about to hit the ground, suddenly, she immediately subconsciously closed her eyes, but at the moment of a thousand times, a hand suddenly clasped her arm, and with a fierce force, she was completely pulled upright.

Everything came too quickly, making it difficult for Feng Zi to come back to her senses instantly.

She closed her eyes tightly, her heart pounding, but at that moment, the hand that was clasping her arm suddenly released.

Her body staggered suddenly, and she was so startled that she hurriedly stood up with force, and only then did she tremble a little to stabilize her figure. When she looked at Ye Yuan subconsciously, before the words of respectful gratitude could be blurted out, she saw that Ye Yuan's slender fingertips had come slightly, and she held the scroll in her hand very slowly.

Because Fang Cai was too nervous, Feng Zi's hand pinching the painting shrank extremely tightly, and he had already pinched the end of the painting scroll into a wrinkled ball, and when he saw Ye Yuan suddenly reaching out, he was stunned, and he never let go of the strength in his hand.

Ye Yuan tried to pull the scroll, but he didn't pull it away, and then, his deep and complex pupils fell towards her, "Don't want to give?" ”

The cold voice is like gold.

When these words came into his ears, Feng Zi suddenly came back to his senses, hurriedly let go of his hand, and said hurriedly and respectfully: "If you are willing, the national teacher will take it." ”

As soon as these words came out, Ye Yuan didn't say anything, but just held the scroll in his hand very naturally, and then slowly unfolded it.

Feng Zi glanced at the large wrinkles on the picture scroll, frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and explained in a low voice: "Feng Zi was too nervous, and he didn't know the weight of the scroll in his hand, so he wrinkled the picture scroll. ”

Ye Yuan didn't reply, Sen Ran's complicated gaze scanned the scroll, and it was only a moment later that his fingertips moved slightly, and he suddenly closed the scroll.

Feng Zi's heart tightened, stared at him tightly, and said respectfully and carefully: "But this painting is still a clumsy painting technique, and it is completely out of the eyes of the national teacher?" ”

With a little nervousness in her heart, Feng Zi asked extremely cautiously with these words.

However, as soon as these words came out, Ye Yuan just turned his eyes to look at her, and those deep and complex pupils quietly glanced at her, as if he wanted to see her through thoroughly, and he didn't even have the intention of replying at all.

Feng Zi's heart was hanging, extremely deep and heavy, and the complexity and helplessness in her heart began to rise gradually.

I have to say that in recent days, this Ye Yuan has become more and more fond of silence, and even more and more like to gaze at her like this, she Yun Fengzi is full of contempt, but she really doesn't know what qualifications and complexities can be looked at and scrutinized by him Ye Yuan like this.

He is also a smart person, and he is also very good at observing talents, presumably she Yun Fengzi is in front of him, no matter what kind of thoughts, he can't escape his eyes, so, what does he mean by staring at her like this, examining her?

Could it be that this high-ranking Ye Yuan still can't see through her?

Her thoughts were swaying and swaying, rising and falling, even though she was extremely resistant to Ye Yuan's scrutiny in her heart, but even so, she didn't dare to oppose or even resist a little.

This time, she has to learn to be patient after all, she has broken the backbone of her body, and even has already submitted herself to his feet, but I don't know if this Ye Yuan can be as she wishes, she will be slightly influenced by her, even if it is only half of it, she will be content.

During the whole process, Feng Zi stood stiffly, her body was still a little trembling, and her heart was overflowing with hope, waiting quietly.

After a long time, seeing that Ye Yuan still didn't reply, Feng Zi hesitated for a moment, couldn't help but gaze at him again, and then asked respectfully: "I don't know, can Feng Zi's painting enter the eyes of the national teacher?" ”

She asked cautiously again, but because her heart was hanging too much, and she was depressed and nervous, she couldn't help but ask again.

As soon as these words came out, Ye Yuan's deep pupils finally shrank almost imperceptibly, and then, he didn't look at her, but moved his gaze away very naturally and gently, and then his thin lips opened, and the distant and cold voice gradually rose, "This painting, the brushwork is weak, there is no fortitude and strength, and the composition is single, there is nothing new in the same, there is no doubt that this painting is not superior." ”

Is it?

When these words entered his ears, Feng Zi's pupils shrank, his face turned pale, and his head suddenly became like cold water, and it was cold.

Ye Yuan's words were not unexpected by her, but even if she guessed that Ye Yuan would judge like this, deep in her heart, there was a glimmer of hope rising after all.

Now that hope has been completely extinguished by his words, this sense of despair and sadness is undoubtedly cold to the bones, and it hurts to the bones, hideous and depressed, and it is difficult to dispel.

This painting, the brushwork is weak and weak, perhaps because she has not slept all night, and she forgets to sleep and eat, so she painted in hunger and exhaustion, but when she was painting, she devoted herself to it, and she also deliberately planted some ink brushes, it stands to reason that this painting does not have too many flaws to find fault with, that is, in terms of brushwork, it is impossible to be too weak and weak, and I don't know where this Ye Yuan can see that the brushwork is weak, and it can be so demeaning in front of her.

Moreover, the composition of this picture is single, because according to her feelings, Ye Yuan's cold nature must also be in line with the feeling of the Nanshan waterfront and the white chrysanthemum of the bamboo house, this painting is a painting of seclusion and seclusion, and is not disturbed by the world, and this Ye Yuan, like a person outside the world, is that this painting should also be in line with him, and when she made this painting in Ye Yuan's house last night, Ye Yuan only judged her painting skills, and did not say that there was anything wrong with the content of her picture, yes, she Yun Fengzi never felt too much that there was anything wrong with the structure of this painting, Although the structure of the painting has not been significantly changed, at least, it is not the same and without new ideas.

After all, this painting is also unique compared to ordinary landscapes and boats.

Thoughts began to churn and sway again, and Feng Zi explained to herself again and again, in the bottom of her heart.

However, even so, that sense of disappointment spread wantonly among the limbs and bones, and after a while, the body was filled with disappointment and melancholy.

This time, I suddenly and inexplicably realized that this Ye Yuan, where is the stone, it is clearly something harder than the stone, and the stone can still drip through the stone, and this Ye Yuan is undoubtedly no matter how attentive you are to him, how attentive you are, and even how sincere and obedient you are, you can't treat him squarely.

"In any case, thank you for the evaluation of the national teacher. Feng Zi must work hard again to achieve the satisfaction of the national teacher. ”

After a while, Feng Zi lowered her head, forcibly pressed her heart, and said respectfully and in a low voice.

Her voice was extremely distant and pale, but it was hoarse, and the sadness and grievances in her tone were really uncontrollable no matter how she suppressed them.

After these words fell, without waiting for Ye Yuan to react, she bent down towards him, and then turned around and left with her stiff and trembling body, but without waiting for her to move, Ye Yuan said in a low voice, "How do you work hard?" Do you want to go back and paint again without eating, drinking, or even sleeping? ”

Feng Zigong said: "The national teacher is not satisfied with Feng Zi's paintings, since Feng Zi's painting skills are insufficient, after Feng Zi goes back, he will practice more and strive to paint a painting that can satisfy the national teacher." ”

As soon as these words came out, Ye Yuan's voice sank more and more, and he suddenly said, "No need." ”

Feng Zi's eyes sank, and she also knew that this Ye Yuan's patience was running out again, claiming that she didn't want to look at her paintings anymore, and even this person might once again despise her and reprimand her, so as to warn her mercilessly not to be courteous to him again.

Thoughts were churning and swaying rapidly, Feng Zi's heart was clear, Yi Ye still hung his head, and was about to reply to Ye Yuan firmly and firmly, but before the words came out, Ye Yuan's cold and distant voice sounded again, "Your painting, although it is very ugly, cannot be compared with the paintings of famous artists, but it is also suitable for shades, surrounded by white chrysanthemums, and it is deeply appreciated by the national teacher." With this painting, you don't need to repaint, the national teacher, you can still see it, and you are still satisfied. ”

The long voice, low and deep, without waves, does not carry much emotion.

However, when these words fell on Feng Zi's ears, she suddenly choked on the words, her pale face also fluctuated suddenly, and her eyes were suddenly shocked, and in an instant, the whole person was also stunned on the spot.

What did Ye Yuan say?

He just said that he can still be satisfied, her paintings?