Chapter Ninety-Seven: Luo Chen's Painting!
One of them was a naughty child, holding a longevity peach and offering it to an old man with gray hair and purple clothes in the middle of the canvas.
Each child's expression is vivid and lifelike!
What's more, the old man in purple among them is no different from the old man Zhang on the high platform!
At this moment, in front of Luo Chen, Zhang Junze looked at him flatteringly.
"Brother-in-law, help me figure out a way?
"Why can't you give a birthday gift?"
Luo Chen didn't understand.
"It's all Zhang Jingchang's bastard boy, I originally wanted to give the old man a painting that I painted myself, but that kid found a famous painting. Now I can't even handle that ugly work!"
"What's the matter? Ugly is ugly, what's the matter? No matter how ugly it is, it's also a piece of his own heart, and the old man may be more pleased. ”
"But ......"
Zhang Junze looked hesitant.
That's the way it is, but it's ugly!
"What are you drawing?"
"Uh...... I'm drawing an old man!"
"Poof!"
Luo Chen had a fork in breath, and almost squirted out the monkey wine in his mouth.
He couldn't help but give Zhang Junze a thumbs up!
"You're so clever! I know that I am ugly and I paint a portrait of the old man!"
Zhang Junze scratched the back of his head.
He thought that no one would send such things as calligraphy and painting, but he was still cheated by Zhang Jingchang!
"Let's go see your paintings first!"
Luo Chen stood up: "By the way, when are you going to give a gift?"
"I'm a grandson, so in the back, there are five thousand disciples of the Zhang family, so there should be another hour!"
"Okay!"
Luo Chen followed Zhang Junze to the inner courtyard of the Zhang family.
"This is it!"
Zhang Junze spread out a set of rolled scrolls.
The outside is the base material of gold-veined silk cloth, and among them is a picture made of white jade spirit silk cloth.
It's all the best material!
It's a pity that seeing the picture on the scroll, Luo Chen couldn't help but cover his forehead.
If it weren't for Zhang Junze saying what this was in advance, Luo Chen wouldn't have known that it was a person.
Several colors intersect, and lines of different thicknesses are intertwined.
"Are you sure you're drawing an old man?"
"This ......"
"You don't know how to draw abstract paintings, do you?"
"What is an abstract painting?"
Zhang Junze is very new to this term.
"You don't need to know this, it's a proper noun in the world of painting! What you need to think about now is what you want to do next!"
"That's why I'm begging you! Brother-in-law, now you are the only one who can help me!"
"Why are you looking for me, why aren't you looking for your own brother?"
"Zhang Junliang, he's just a piece of wood! In addition, now that everyone is in competition, it is impossible for others to help me. Sister Xi locked herself in the room again, and no one was seen, by the way, do you know why, brother-in-law?"
Luo Chen glanced at him, I won't tell you!
But he doesn't seem to know that he and Zhang Ruoxi are having an awkward relationship!
"Well, I'll help you solve the gift problem, and you tell me where your sister's room is!!"
"Deal!"
Zhang Junze agreed without thinking about it.
Sister, anyway, you are all Taoist couples, so you shouldn't care so much.
Definitely not!
"My sister's courtyard is the innermost part of the inner courtyard, and the one with flowers in the courtyard is planted......!
Zhang Junze told Luo Chen without hesitation, as if he was afraid that Luo Chen would regret it.
"Don't worry!"
Luo Chen patted Zhang Junze's shoulder with satisfaction.
This kid is really good!
Very good!
"Then this birthday gift!"
"Don't worry!"
Luo Chen patted his chest.
"By the way, does your grandfather like to drink?"
"Like, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, go find the same canvas!"
Luo Chen was very satisfied with the news.
"You want to paint too?"
Zhang Junze's eyes widened.
"That's right!"
"Huh? This ......"
His expression tangled.
Bitter face:
"Zhang Jingchang's painting is from the hand of Wu Taozi, the most famous painting saint in Cangzhou, and the one-handed painting technique has reached the point of being in the painting, or we should not send the painting, right?"
Zhang Junze obviously didn't trust Luo Chen's painting very much.
Brother-in-law, don't mess with my mentality!
"Don't worry!"
The so-called Hundred Sons Birthday Tu Luochen also saw it, and the charm is there, but it is still far from being supernatural!
"Do you believe me?"
Luo Chen looked at Zhang Junze, very positive!
The two looked at each other, and Zhang Junze said in a ghostly manner: "Believe!"
Damn!
"Okay!" Luo Chen took a sip of wine and was full of pride: "Today, I'll let you see what the real fascination is!"
"Pen and ink waiting!"
Luo Chen picked up the Heavenly Wolf Zihao Jade Bamboo Pen prepared for him by Zhang Junze, and with a finger of his left hand, the Spirit Silkworm Jade Silk canvas that was originally spread on the desktop was immediately suspended upright and in mid-air.
"The ink is ready!"
Zhang Junze brought a purple jade treasure inkstone.
"Hold it!"
Luo Chen grabbed the Heavenly Wolf Zihao Jade Bamboo Pen in his hand and pressed it into the jade inkstone in Zhang Junze's hand.
Dip in ink!
Then raise your hand and take a sip of monkey wine.
A sip of spiritual wine into the stomach, without the need for spiritual catalyst, drunkenness instantly surged into the heavenly spirit.
Taking advantage of the wine, Luo Chen quickly picked up the pen and landed on the canvas!
The pen walks the dragon and snake, sometimes splashing ink, sometimes lifting the pen to draw carefully, thick or fine, all by heart and mind.
After a while, a figure appeared in the middle of the canvas!
Zhang Junze looked at Luo Chen's unstructured painting at first, and his heart could be said to be extremely nervous, but when he saw the other party stringing together some ink that was originally out of place, he couldn't help but exclaim:
"It's Grandpa!"
It seems like!
It was the first time he had ever seen such a painting.
It's just that if it's just like that, it still can't be compared with Wu Taozi's painting.
Luo Chen's hand did not stop, and began to draw the background behind him, directly with a big wave of ink, and quickly brought it over.
The figure of Old Man Zhang was brought out.
Zhang Junze, who was standing in front of him, suddenly trembled.
He seemed to feel that it was a real grandfather standing in front of him, and he didn't even dare to look at him directly.
It's Shen Yun!
Just a few strokes to outline the charm of the old man.
Suddenly, Luo Chen, who was waving, shook his big hand and left the jade bamboo pen behind.
"That's the end of it?"
Luo Chen painted, before and after less than half a stick of incense.
In Zhang Junze's eyes, the old man in the painting is majestic and majestic, standing between heaven and earth, as if he will rush out of the canvas in the next second.
Can't be seen for a long time!
"Such painting skills have already surpassed that little painting saint Wu Taozi!"
"Huh!"
Luo Chen smiled disdainfully: "There is one last step!"
He poured down a sip of monkey wine.
"What?"
Zhang Junze was deeply trapped in the painting and could not extricate himself.
"Poof!"
In the next second, Luo Chen sprayed the monkey wine directly on the canvas!
"Ahh
Zhang Junze let out an exclamation!
Quickly closed his eyes.
But my eyes still stinged.
He believed that if he had been two seconds late, he would have lost his sight in both eyes!
It's so glaring!
The mist of wine shrouded the canvas and instantly shone brightly.
It's like a flash of lightning!
Rumble!
A rumbling thunder came from the canvas.
"It's done!"
Luo Chen waved his hand and rolled up the canvas.
He handed the scroll to Zhang Junzede: "Come with your ear, I will teach you another poem, you can recite it when you offer the painting!"
After solving Zhang Junze's matter, Luo Chen walked towards the depths of the inner courtyard of the Zhang family.