Lei Wenhao couldn't put it down, he liked it very much, and his quiet and leisurely painting style surprised him.

"The artistic conception is far-reaching, and the painting is also good, this poem has been written, right?"

The painting is good, with Tao Yuanming's poem, the scene is blended, seamless, and ingenious.

Xiaowu cocked his thumb, "Yes, his handwriting was taught by you, and the writing is particularly atmospheric and vigorous, and my paintings match his words, which is a perfect match." ”

She praised herself and praised Ke Ji, and quietly praised Lei Wenhao, killing three birds with one stone.

Lei Wenhao nodded again and again, appreciating it over and over again, "Yes, yes, I like this gift very much, you have a heart." ”

Although the painting style is immature, and the characters are not everyone, they complement each other well, and the artistic conception makes him like it very much.

Xiaowu was relieved and smiled sweetly, "It's good if you like it, it's not in vain that I drew more than a dozen versions and spent more than a month on drafts." ”

Ou Yihong smiled coldly, "It's really shallow to take out such a small thing to invite credit." ”

Xiaowu was furious, what did this old man do? Ignore him, he is still chattering on the side, has it reached menopause?

"Of course, we must let the other party know about our hard work, so that he can understand our sincerity, where is wrong? Some people are so pitiful, they can't get the slightest sincerity in their lives, and they will only be jealous of others. ”

"You ......" Ou Yihong vomited blood angrily, it was too much.

Xiaowu was furious, full of firepower. "Whoever is whomever belongs to whom, and I can't envy it."

Being poked in a faint pain, Ou Yihong's face turned pale, snorted coldly, and walked away.

Xiaowu didn't expect him to run away angrily, and his eyes widened in surprise, "He can't be angry, right?" Such a big person, so stingy? ”

"He's just ......" Lei Wenhao's expression was a little complicated, and he swallowed back the following words, "It's okay, I'll persuade him." ”

It turned out that Lao Ou hadn't let it go yet, hey, he sighed softly in his heart, why shouldn't he be?

After so many years, I have never forgotten that the past is like a thorn in my heart, which cannot be taken out, but can only rot in the flesh.

Seeing that his face was wrong, Xiaowu was a little uneasy, and hurriedly explained, "Am I a little too much?" Peacetime...... I'm very well-behaved and don't take the initiative to stir up trouble...... It's just that he doesn't like it, and he doesn't want to think about his status as an elder......"

It was he who deliberately provoked him, and she ignored him several times.

But the way he opened his teeth and claws just now made Uncle Lei see it, will he dislike her?

I heard that the elders like obedient and sensible good girls!

Her anxious little face flushed, for fear of self-defeating.

Lei Wenhao's eyes froze, stunned, how could it be? Her anxious look looked like that of the woman.

How? What's wrong with him tonight? How many times have you thought of her?

Is it the reason for missing too much? When you see a girl, you feel like her?

When I first met her, it was also at this age, the best years, full of youth......

No, he hurriedly stopped, and couldn't think about it anymore.

"I understand, he doesn't usually do this, he may be in a bad mood for a while, don't care, do you usually like ancient poems very much?"

Although his smile was still kind, Xiaowu felt the low pressure and glanced at him cautiously. Moody big guys.

"Yes, ancient poetry is magical. A few words can bring out that artistic conception, making people feel like they are in the situation, and the aftertaste is endless. I like Li Bai's song the most, it is heroic, it is a swan song for the ages, it is simply amazing, there is no one before or after, it can be called the pinnacle of poetry history......"