Since the beginning of learning to paint, Wang Fuer has been honestly instilled countless times, a painting is complete at any time, painting for an hour, there is an hour of level, painting for a year, there is a level of a year......

It's been a long time since I've touched a paintbrush, and this time, Wang Fuer gradually immersed himself in the enthusiasm for creation. If he didn't like art, he wouldn't have applied for this major, and in a trance he seemed to have returned to his freshman and sophomore years, when he was in the studio every day, facing the scenery, painting all day, but he never got tired of it, and studied his career.

Plaster bodies, stigmas, plaster statues, fruit bottles, plates, and even sometimes people joke and throw their personal belongings such as pants, clothes, glasses, and other personal belongings on the painting case, and everyone will paint them. There was even a time when a female classmate kneaded a ball of newspaper and put it there, comparing it with a few classmates to see who could draw the newspaper to the point where it was the most realistic.

Wang Fuer even remembered that the newspaper she drew at that time could even read a few lines of news, and the photos in the newspaper were also vivid. Everyone is still joking, taking a photo of the painting and the real thing, and comparing it with others, which is the painting and which is the real thing......

"Huh!"

Unconsciously, it was already dark, and Wang Fu'er was a little blurry when he saw the picture, and realized that he was too involved.

Throwing down the paintbrush casually, Wang Fuer flicked his wrist and looked around, now Yan Jiangnan was gone, and a light quietly ignited, driving away the darkness in the house.

"This little boy is really good, this painting is so realistic, but Youqin has never seen it. I don't know who you are teaching from?"

"Oh, my teacher is very famous in the whole country, Jia Di Fei of the Academy of Arts, ......"

"Jia Difei, the little woman has never heard of this master's name! ”

"Hehe! It's strange that you've heard it. ”

Wang Fu'er lost his mouth for a while, and reported the name of the professor he was studying in the art academy, knowing that something was wrong, he laughed it and refused to tell anyone what he said.

Under the lighting, a seven-year-old girl, holding a golden lamp in one hand and holding her sleeves with her bare hands, Rao is Wang Fuer's accustomed to seeing beautiful women, and her heart moved.

"The skin is like clotted fat, the eyebrows are like Yuandai, the waist is like a constraint, and the eyes are like autumn water...... It's rare for me to see such a beautiful and clean girl!"

"Qingshui out of hibiscus, naturally to carve! Youqin Wenying is really a big beauty, go back and sign a name, I originally intended to be your fan in the future, just call Youqin fan!"

Cough!

Hearing what Wang Fu'er said, Aunt Yun, who had been watching it for a long time on the side, hurriedly reminded her. She told Youqin Wenying that Wang Fuer painted on the spot and the unusual level, but she never left.

Although Wang Fu'er is too young, Aunt Yun is still afraid that this six-year-old child who understands ** will say very unbearable things, and she will be ashamed of her face.

"There are piano fans, it's so interesting to call it here. I wonder if you can borrow this painting from a little girl to appreciate for a few days?"

Youqin Wenying smiled and slapped the lamp, she was also a little confused, and she didn't know how to deal with this "guest". I had to make an excuse casually. Wang Fu'er shrugged his shoulders and said casually: "This kind of exercise, if there is anything to borrow or not, just give it to you." But why is my companion gone?"

Aunt Yun saw that although Wang Fu'er came to admire her, but she really saw Youqin Wenying, she didn't care much, and smiled in her heart: "Sure enough, it's a child, it's just fun, and I don't know Fengyue yet." How did she know that although Qin Wenying had an outstanding appearance, she was not amazed by the modern college students who had been bombarded with massive beauty information.

And Wang Fuer's pickled girl is no longer a new hand, and she has had more than a dozen girlfriends. To the famous sentence of the pickle girl, "Be bold, be bold, be bold, and be bold, and you will succeed." "I have a deep understanding. knows that the tighter you are to the other party, the more you are low, showing a picture of being willing to go to the oil mountain for you and go to the pot, the less you will be regarded as a thing.

Although Qin Wenying is indeed a stunning beauty, Wang Fuer can also sway freely and deal with it easily and decently.

Youqin Wenying took over Wang Fuer's painting, and now her own little poem has been completely covered, and there is an extra bluestone in the place where the poem is inscribed, which is rugged and strangely beautiful. sighed secretly in his heart, only that Wang Foer didn't look down on his own words, and he didn't know that Wang Foer studied Western art, not like Chinese painting, and there should be blank space. It's nothing more than a compositional trick.

Hearing Wang Fu'er ask about Yanjiangnan, Youqin Wenying smiled and said, "Which little boy is betting with someone and is competing in another place." Would you like to see it?"

"What is he trying to do with others......? Failed to compete?"

What Wang Fu'er was most interested in when he came to this world was the trick that could be created by any strange thing in the legend. He has always been very curious about the two things in his hand, the bronze ring of the corpse and the fire dragon chariot, if it weren't for these two things to save his life at a critical moment and not be destroyed, he would have opened it a long time ago to see, what is the secret?

"I'm going, I'm going, you're going to show me the way!"

Wang Fu'er said casually, but the color of the qin changed slightly, although she was a courtesan in Yanyunlou, but all the people who came and went were high-ranking officials and nobles, rich and wealthy people, and her Wang Fu'er was the first one to shout like this.

"What's the matter, don't you know the way? Aunt Yun, you come to lead the way, maybe you won't be able to see the excitement if you go late." ”

Wang Fu'er looked at Youqin Wenying's face and was hesitant, where did she only say what she was thinking? For him, all beings are equal, and having Qin Wenying to lead the way just now has nothing to do with looking down on her and being able to afford it.

Now Wang Fu'er didn't seem to care, and only when you heard the qin did she sigh slightly, she sighed and said lightly: "I'll lead the way, it's not far from the side!"

"So, I won this competition?"

Hearing this, Wang Fu'er was very disappointed, Yan Jiangnan said it clearly, the excitement has passed, and there is no look. He stepped into the room, but saw a yaoqin in front of Yan Jiangnan, but it was not his hands that were playing, but a puppet that was no more than eight inches long.

On the other side, it was a young man, and although he lost, there was no frustration on his face.

"It's so delicate to drive this puppet, I originally intended to exchange two virgins, I don't know what you think?"

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