Like dry firewood meets fire, like early seedlings meet dewdrops, Zhuo Wen's request seems to never be satisfied, Liang Si's pretty tongue seems to be dipped in dense wine, giving him endless intoxication and sinking, the two kissed for a long time, only to feel more and more red and hot, unconsciously, it is already a hot sweat, Liang Si seems to be more and more unable to withstand Zhuo Wen's madness, after coming back to his senses, the small mouth quickly broke free, Zhuo Wen only reluctantly stopped the raging domineering. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's late, let's go back. The back of his hand wiped the corners of his lips, Liang Si's head was lowered, but it was a rare blush.

"It's not too late, it's okay to ......" Zhuo Wen muttered, his left hand climbed up dishonestly, occupying a wonderful place, and his right hand gradually slid down Liang Si's lower abdomen, but he didn't expect that when he was about to succeed, Yiren in his arms suddenly escaped, as if Xizi was holding his heart, and he clenched his teeth: "I said it's too late, it's too late, do you want to die?"

Seeing this, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but smile bitterly, and hurriedly raised his hands in surrender: "Uh... Uh-uh, okay, okay, I'm going, I'm going, right? Don't be angry. ”

"Hmph..."Turning his back, Liang Si only felt his heart pounding, he never thought that he who had always been so strong would be attacked so easily......

"Then I'll go. Zhuo Wen licked his tongue, as if he was still savoring the beauty just now, seeing that Liang Si didn't pay attention to himself, he couldn't help but smile mischievously, jumped lightly, and quickly waved on Liang Si's pretty face.

"You!" covered the face of the waves, only to feel as if he had been burned by a soldering iron, so angry that Liang Si'er frowned, just turned around, but saw Zhuo Wen run away like a desert, and there was a burst of heartless laughter along the way.

"Dead pervert!" snorted softly, Liang Si bit lightly, but there was a little unwillingness and helplessness in his expression.

......

The next morning, Zhuo Wen hung two dark circles under his eyes, last night he could say that he didn't sleep well all night, one was that he finally showed his mentality to Liang Si, and took away her kiss, he was so happy that the residual heat did not disappear, and he made him laugh when he thought about it, and the second was that he always had a nightmare in the second half of the night, which made him not sleepy at all.

Speaking of which, even he felt a little ridiculous, and he didn't know if it was because he devoured the soul of Wang Tiezhu, the king of the Doutu, that he dreamed of the curator panda by chance.

But in the dream, the curator Panda was biting a cigar, wearing a beret, and his expression was as cheap as ever, obviously pitifully short, but he looked down on himself with God-like vision: "Young man, you long for light, or women's clothing." As he spoke, he stretched out his hands, his left hand was a ball of light, and his right hand was a snow-white woman's dress.

"I choose light. Zhuo Wen did not hesitate.

"So you want to be a pervert in women's clothing. ”

"I said I chose the light ......"

"Alright then, I'll grant your wish to become a pervert in women's clothing. ”

Seeing that he was changed into Zhao Xue's women's clothes and was also painted with pear blossom makeup in the mirror, Zhuo Wen was so angry that he suddenly woke up from his dream in fright, and couldn't help but gasp...

"This doesn't make people sleep!" Hiding his face with one hand, Zhuo Wen only felt physically and mentally exhausted for a while, and he was busy releasing some paintings to warm up his spirit, and then he felt better.

"I can't sleep, it's almost dawn anyway, get up and practice painting." Looking at the white of the fish belly floating in the sky outside the window, Zhuo Wen sighed, stepped on the clogs, came to the study, took out the four treasures of the study and began to study ink and paint.

Because he is not in the field, he has no time concerns, so Zhuo Wen did not use a fast and light drawing board to paint, after all, for a real painter, painting is like a slow cooking soup, the more detailed and complicated the steps, the more it feels delicious, and the real painting really has to be completed on the table to be decent, in fact, many painters have an epiphany upgrade in this state of no distraction.

Thinking back to the curator panda in the dream just now, Zhuo Wen had a whim, and he didn't know what effect would be if the curator panda came out in the landscape world?

What can the panda do? Mocking? Hehehe, it seems that I can't think of other effects, it's better to act than to be excited, so let me try it myself to see what the bottom panda has to offer.

Thinking about it, Zhuo Wen was eager to try, and when the ink was studied, Zhuo Wen dipped the pen in it, and began to paint, because the main color of the panda is black and white, so this time Zhuo Wen used "mountain ink", which is the most primitive kind of ink.

The contour of the curator panda is uniform and uncomplicated, and it belongs to the string drawing in the gossamer drawing. The so-called string drawing refers to the line with the same thickness and uniformity as the strings, which belongs to one of the eighteen strokes in the earth's painting, but there is no such statement here in the landscape world, and the official string drawing is the second line in the gossamer drawing, that is, the medium line. This generalization, however, is understandable.

Generally speaking, the lines that are popular in the painting world are generally string hairsprings, and a small part of them use iron wire hairsprings, these two lines are simple and easy to operate, and they are also the hands-on brushwork of many novice painters.

In comparison, the ancient gossamer is much more difficult, this kind of line can be as thin as fluffy hair, thick but not sideburns, requires extraordinary concentration and painting skills to control a tricky brushwork, legend is the famous painting saint Gu Kaizhi's special brushwork.

Gu Kaizhi's gossamer is so thin that it is almost difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and at the same time it is extremely sharp, it is rumored that Gu Sheng once made an unknown painting, the content is only one sword handle and no blade, after passing down for a thousand years, there is a new soul of the king painter who despises Gu Sheng does not know how to draw a sword, and boldly touches the "non-existent sword blade" with his hand, but he did not expect to be cut off by the painting on the spot, when the painting is rendered by blood, this only reveals the shape of the blade, then people suddenly found that Gu Sheng's painting is actually a "shadowless sword picture" , they were shocked by the fineness of Gu Sheng's lines!

When the line is thin to an extreme, it is already out of vision, and the god of Gu Sheng is embodied here, which cannot but be said to be a legend in the world of painting.

The tricky of the ancient gossamer, not the average master does not dare to try it easily, and the general novice painter does not dare to think about it, even if he can paint without distraction, most of them can not manipulate this brushwork, not to mention the creation of the scene when the time is pressing, even if it is a painter who is similar to the scene, he must use the pen of the fine Gui to cooperate in order to paint the lines evenly, and the shape of the scene of the fight with the ancient hairspring is almost no different from looking for death, even Zhuo Wen does not have that kind of confidence, he has hardly used the ancient gossamer in the battle, and the use of a slightly thinner string hairspring。

The topic is far away, and then let's continue to talk about the curator panda.

Curator Panda is a very popular emoji on the earth in the previous life, it is said to be the most widely used three-dimensional expression giant in the history of movies, the style is famous for cheapness and ridicule on the Internet, and it is also one of the culprits in the birth of the Q group fighting figure conference, although Zhuo Wen rarely chats with Q, but the name of the panda is like thunder, in fact, his sister Zhuo Hui is a panda master, and he was also influenced by her, Zhuo Wen himself gradually collected some, after all, no matter how busy we are, we can't be out of touch with the times, right?

Sorting out the impression of a panda in his heart, Zhuo Wen began to try, first of all, the outline of the panda, it can be said that it was done in one go, and it did not stump him, and at the same time, on top of the dyeing, the most basic "flat dyeing" is just, there is no difficulty at all, and soon the appearance of a panda appeared, but on the most critical face, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but feel an inexplicable pressure germinating in his heart as soon as he put pen to paper.

The curator panda is not difficult to draw, but the difficulty lies in the shaping of that expression, after all, the essence of the panda is reflected in the face of the only one. Mockery, contempt, absolute self-confidence, only by embodying these three performances, can it be regarded as a standard panda expression, this theory is the "shape" above the statement, also called "meaning", that is, "reach", in fact, in the embodiment of "general carelessness", panda is much better than Pikachu.

In fact, when Zhuo Wen was in the painter's examination before, he had considered painting the panda curator, but at the moment of the pen, he immediately denied his idea, I don't know why, it was a subconscious idea, he always felt that if he painted a panda, I am afraid that something bad would happen, and later when he drew Pikachu to attract thunder, in fact, he also verified his idea, this time in retrospect, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but be a little suddenly, I don't know if he thinks too much, as if in this world, it is not that he can paint whatever he wants, there seems to be something in the landscape world"Exclusion"?

Faintly feeling that the pen in his hand seemed to be dozens of times heavier suddenly, and he could swing it freely, but it was difficult to write, Zhuo Wen couldn't help frowning.

"Ouch, I don't believe it!" Gritting his teeth, Zhuo Wen forced his pen to act, but when he just drew a quarter of his expression, Zhuo Wen suddenly felt a shock in his heart, and suddenly felt as if he was standing on the edge of the deep mountain torrent, and was trembling by the bell that carried through his heart, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the window was swaying violently, the wind was whistling outside, and the sky didn't know when, there was already a rolling thunder snake explosion, and it was powerful!

"Wocao, I'm just drawing a panda, as for it?!" (To be continued.) )