Meng Yi didn't care much about the things in the music scene, and after listening to the conversation between Han Shuang and others, he immediately had a few questions.

Recently, there has been a genius musician in the Qizhou music scene?

Wrote two Divine Comedies in more than half a month?

The key, is he still called Xiaoying?

Whether it is from the time or the degree of genius, or the name of the composer, it is difficult not to think of Han Shuang.

Then, the word cousin also came up frequently in the conversation.

In this way, he has some kind of speculation in his mind.

Unexpectedly, Han Shuang's cousin is really that little bronze medal!

"You mean, Xiaoying is you?"

Han Shuang nodded, and said a little helplessly: "I just wanted to help my cousin, their company still had to ask for my name, and I didn't want to make trouble, so I casually said Xiaoying's name." ”

The restaurant was silent again.

Especially for several three generations, the expression once again repeated the exaggeration just now.

Boy! I originally wanted to take Xiaoying out and earn some face for the Qizhou music scene, but I didn't expect him to be Xiaoying himself!

Huang Jingzhen's expression was even more exaggerated, and her mouth was so big that she could almost stuff her fist.

At this time, she had a thought in her heart: Is this guy still human? How do you bring a legend wherever you go?

Regarding this matter, Fu Tianyi definitely did not have a trace of doubt.

As a native of Midtown, he understands better than anyone how terrifying Han Shuang's musical talent is!

You should be joking to destroy the entire Radiant Music Club with the power of one person!

For more than half a month, three top-level works may be incredible to others, but in Han Shuang, it is normal!

"Okay, okay, eat, eat, don't be scared by him, you little guys, when you know him well enough, you will know, his musical talent is very scary,

But his talent for painting ...... Even more scary! Ha ha! ”

Huang Baihuai also said at the right time: "It's a good thing to have pressure, I just hope that this pressure can make you uplifted, not negative!" As a descendant of my Huang Baihuai, I can be as good as others, but I can't be unmotivated! ”

......

After eating, under the leadership of Huang Baihuai, Han Shuang went to visit his gallery first.

His works are pure, almost all horses.

But there are also works such as tigers and wolves.

Huang Baihuai is still very open-minded in managing the family, and does not prohibit the preferences of future generations.

But there is one thing that stipulates that after the coming-of-age ceremony, that is, after the age of eighteen, one must choose a hobby as the goal of this life.

Of his three generations of grandchildren, only three chose to paint.

One of them has Huang Ze.

Huang Ze's works have also been included in Huang Baihuai's gallery, Han Shuang has seen a few, and the level is okay.

Compared with Tang Jieyu, the painting skills are not low.

Huang Baihuai did not hide his selfishness, and almost told his experience of painting horses.

Including the blending of muscle lines, the harmony of dry and wet mane tails, the galloping momentum, the combination of freehand and splashed ink, and so on.

He spoke in great detail, like a conscientious teacher.

It was so detailed that Fu Tianyi couldn't stand it anymore, and joked with a smile: "Old Monster Huang, what are you doing here?" Is it possible to collect apprentices? ”

Huang Baihuai laughed: "I think, I just don't know if there is that blessing!" ”

Fu Tianyi said angrily: "Don't think about it!" I had a similar idea at the beginning, but after seeing Han Shuang's painting attainments, I blushed at this idea! ”

"Haha, I'm excited about what you said

Go! Go to the studio, let's appreciate how superb Han Shuang's painting skills are! ”

When he walked to the studio, the crutches in Huang Baihuai's hand slipped, and the center of gravity of his body suddenly became crooked.

Han Shuang on the side was quick and hurriedly grabbed his arm.

"I'll hold you!"

Huang Baihuai did not refuse, and nodded with a smile: "Thank you." ”

This ordinary scene made the Huang family stunned.

In the family, who doesn't know that the old man has a strong personality?

Just now, knowing that he would fall, no one dared to step forward to help.

Otherwise, you're bound to get a scolding!

And now, he actually agreed to Han Shuang's support?!

Even if they don't want to believe it, they have to admit that this guy who has only known him for half a day has a much higher status in the old man's heart than them!

Huang Jingzhen, who walked at the back of the crowd, whispered.

"Second brother, you have the most extensive gossip, can Sun Guiying still paint?"

"Being so close to the Fu family, do you think he might not be able to draw?"

"Being able to draw and being good at drawing are two different things, I think, this guy may have some ability, but certainly not much."

"Humph! I don't care! If he doesn't draw well, I want him to look good in public! ”

"Pay attention to the tone, this guy can make the old man a lot of fascination, it's nothing to sarcastically mock him, don't be angry with the old man."

......

Huang Baihuai's studio is not as large as Fu Tianyi's, but the layout is very antique.

Not to mention anything else, the red sandalwood painting table alone is worth a lot of money.

"What are you best at?"

Han Shuang really doesn't know how to answer this question, with the assistance of the system, he seems to be good at it.

Fu Tianyi proposed: "Han Shuang."

, or you can draw a picture of shrimp! ”

Huang Baihuai said angrily: "Brother Fu, smash the field, right?" Why do you want to draw your shrimp when you come to our house? Han Shuang, can you draw horses? ”

Han Shuang nodded, "I've been painting horses at home for the past few days!" ”

"Great, then you can draw a horse!"

Han Shuang didn't say anything more, and walked straight to the painting table.

The rest of the people gathered around.

This table is very large and has a lot of materials.

However, most of them are ink materials, and there are many types of ink.

Han Shuang picked up a brush and didn't dip it in ink.

After a few seconds of fresh ink and ink control, he moved it to the drawing paper and used thick ink to outline the horse's head, neck, legs, and other parts that had great turns.

The torso is swept with a lighter ink, and the bristle is swept out with a dry pen.

Other details such as horseshoe, horse eyes, and horse ears are constantly swapped with brushes and inks.

After drawing a horse in a rough state, Han Shuang did not rush to fine-tune it, but continued to draw the second horse, and after the second horse was finished, it was the third and fourth horses.....

What he wants to paint is the unfinished [Eight Horses] at home.

The painting method is similar to that of Huang Baihuai, both of which use the freehand style of splashing ink, to write the gods and gods, and strive to make the form of the horse vividly expressed through ink rendering, jumping on the paper.

He had just observed Huang Baihuai's horse, and the level was very high!

Whether it is the strong muscle lines, the heroic and majestic running posture, or the free thoughts that want to be expressed, they are all extremely accurately displayed.

Han Shuang didn't want to leave any excuse for Huang Jingzhen and the others to attack, so he was ready to sacrifice this stunning [Eight Horses Picture]!

When you put it into the state, so does the time

It's going to be fast.

In fact, Han Shuang drew a horse for almost twenty minutes.

However, after drawing the eight horses, he fine-tuned them.

The process took another hour or so.

It took almost four hours from picking up the brush to finishing it all.

During this time, he was in excellent spirits!

All the lines of pen and ink were almost in one go, and except for a few coughs from Huang Baihuai, there were almost no factors that could affect him.

After painting the whole picture, Han Shuang first used a brush to write three vigorous characters in the center of the painting: Eight Horses!

Then he changed to Xiaohao and wrote a few lines on the left side:

Horses gallop like a tide

A thousand miles in a day, alone in the air

Galloping on the field, only I am crazy

Traveling to Shenzhou for military exploits

Han Shuang painted in the Huangfu studio.

Then, putting all the brushes back in place, he turned his head and smiled at everyone: "It's done." ”