[Thank you for the peace charm of Long Xiang Fengluan, the head dream, the pink ticket of the future ~~~~]

Now that the vest has been stripped off, there is no need to disguise his painting skills in front of Xu Lanse, not to mention, Sang Sang also wants Xu Lanse's guidance.

Although Xu Lanse has a lower status than Mr. Qing Lao in the calligraphy and painting world, he has a unique style and unique style in the painting of flowers and birds, especially for painting birds and birds, and is famous for the charm of plum blossoms.

In the past six months, Sang Sang has learned landscapes from Mr. Qing on the star network, and learned flowers and birds from Mr. Yan, and his painting skills have grown perfectly.

Mr. Yan is good at walking animals, and Sang Sang learned to paint with him, so he naturally paints more animals. Although the two old gentlemen are not the best at this, they have been immersed in Danqing for more than 100 years, and they are all connected, and it is enough to guide her.

Nowadays, Sangsang's flower and bird paintings combine the characteristics of the two old gentlemen, even if they don't use special abilities, just looking at the paintings is enough to put them in the general gallery, marking an average level of price, it's no problem to fool the layman, but it can't be compared with Xu Lanse.

There is an old saying that Lu Ban gets a big axe in front of the door, describing people who are beyond their own strength.

Now Sangsang painted plum blossoms in front of Xu Lanse, but with the heart of seeking advice, she painted very seriously, took out twelve points of strength, without the slightest hiding, the whole heart was immersed in the pen, ink and paper, and the soul was integrated into the painting.

Xu Lanse's face was originally a little interesting, but after Sangsang's pen fell without hesitation, he became serious, originally holding the table with his hands on the table, and the whole person was relaxed and relaxed, but now he leaned forward slightly with his hands behind him, with a solemn and solemn expression.

It's easy to learn to draw. However, it is difficult to learn to paint well, especially in classical paintings such as ink and danqing, which pay great attention to the artistic conception of Shen Yun.

Xu Lanse has seen many geniuses, such as members of the elite program who genetically strengthen their artistic cells, and who can learn whatever they learn at a young age. As a teenager, you can defeat your predecessors who have been practicing hard for dozens or hundreds of years. But in the future, these geniuses can become true masters.

It's not that they lack talent, it's not that they're not diligent enough to practice. It's that they're not serious enough.

It's not just the geniuses cultivated by the elite program, there are too many so-called genius prodigies in this world, they are smart, and it's too easy to learn anything, so they are not serious enough. And if you want to climb to the top of anything, the least you need to be serious is to be serious. As for art, it is so serious that you must feel and comprehend it with your soul. Otherwise, you will never be able to enter that temple.

Xu Lanse once suspected that Sang Sang was this kind of genius, and it was only now that she realized that she underestimated Sang Sang.

Sangsang is the first and one in 10,000.

The 10,000th and first genius. They have talent and perseverance, and more importantly, they are not the masters of pen and ink, but paint with their "hearts". In their world, as long as they pick up a pen, there is only one table left in the world. They have a picture in their hearts, and pen and paper are just tools used to rub this heart painting.

Heart painting, you need to draw with your heart. And not a pen.

In the Danqing school, this sentence is a proverb that every teacher must tell his disciples.

Easier said than done.

How many geniuses have been stuck on this threshold, and even can't enter the door of heart painting for the rest of their lives, and some of them understand a little bit of skin, saying what to say "love as a pen", and can't hold their hearts. In the end, he became a dark artist......

Today, Xu Lanser saw a new star rising.

She felt Sangsang's heart, it was a piece of plum forest in the ice and snow, independent of the world, no need for praise, only for herself, but it was so lively.

Splashing ink, the painting on the paper gradually takes shape.

This is a hanging scroll, plum branches such as dragons, red plum blossoms, the picture of virtual and real life, sparse and proper, the composition is not original, but also generous, reflecting the characteristics of plum blossoms.

"Since ancient times, spring has been early, and the snow has opened in the harsh winter. ”

After Sang Sang finished the inscription, he stopped his pen, stood in front of the table, and looked at the picture attentively, still motionless for a long time, just panting slightly.

It was the first time she had drawn a picture so seriously.

In the past, although I was also very engrossed, I was more focused on the use of mental power, how to form a healing array, how to inject negative hints, and so on.

This time the feeling is very wonderful, when I picked up the pen, I already have the appearance of painting in my heart, there is an ancient "confident bamboo", she is "confident into a plum", the brush falls without stagnation, the plum blossom picture in my heart has become a world, the cliffs and cliffs of the ice and snow, and an old plum is born.

――Let the ice and snow press the branches, I will bloom my own flowers, it doesn't matter if I am lonely, and it has nothing to do with you.

This is the plum blossom in Sangsang's heart.

Xu Lanse looked at Sang Sang, who had not yet returned to his senses, and there was appreciation and relief in her eyes, although she had only seen Sang Sang twice, and the last time it was through video, but she could feel that the heart of the girl in front of her was wider than before. The same plum blossom, the last plum blossom picture is full of loneliness and arrogance, as if fighting against all things in heaven and earth, and now the plum blossom picture - not lonely, not proud, just be yourself.

"Why don't you use a seal book?"

Sang Sang came back to his senses and pursed his lips: "I forgot, when I painted, I felt that it was most appropriate to use Lishu, so I subconsciously wrote it." ”

Xu Lanse nodded and commented: "You have made great progress, no matter the realm of heart painting, your painting skills have indeed improved a lot." Judging from the picture, you have integrated Teacher Yan's show and Teacher Qing's Qing, but the style has not yet been formed, and you need to work hard......"

Sangsang listened carefully, Xu Lanse deserved to be a master of painting plums, pointed out several shortcomings of Sangsang, and told her some tips about coloring with ink, as well as her own hand-painted flower and bird formulas, and even showed Sangsang a small demonstration by hand, until the doorbell rang several times.

"Your current painting can be printed, is Mr. Qing ready to print it for you?"

According to the rules of the Danqing school of ink painting, the level of the students is not up to par, and they cannot be printed without the permission of the teacher.

Xu Lanse has already determined that Sangsang is the red leaf of the Star Network Danqing Academy, as for why the online image is different from reality, everyone has secrets, she is more than 100 years old, and her curiosity has long been consumed by the years.

"Yes, but I haven't used it in reality. "Sangsang's space button is stored in the safe, but he carries a small fabric satchel with him, and the small things he wears are in the bag. Seals too.

"A leaf knows autumn. When a leaf falls, you know that the world is autumn, and Mr. Qing has great expectations for you. ”

Xu Lanse took the dark green chapter, like an oval leaf, and the word was the ancient seal of Mr. Qing. The knife technique is a machine micro-carving, which is too precise and a little less elegant.

"This painting. Just stay with me. Xu Lanse personally sealed Sangsang's Meixue map, and when he returned the seal to Sangsang, he also took out a long wooden box and came out, "The old woman doesn't take advantage of you, take you a painting, and return a painting to you." This is the horizontal axis of my new drawing the other day, you take it away. Sell people, give them away, and use them for yourself. ”

"The elder didn't dare to resign. Sang Sang took it with both hands respectfully, hugged it in his arms and smiled at Xu Lanse: "I took advantage of Grandma Xu, at my level, it is not worth a fraction of Grandma Xu's painting, and I have earned it." ”

"One is good. The mouth is sweetened. Xu Lanse pinched Sangsang's cheek, and said with a straight face: "Don't be presumptuous, you are only thirteen years old, and it is already very good to have the current level." Regardless of your painting skills, your mind painting realm can be compared with some people in Danqing Sect who have studied for decades, as long as you practice more and persevere, others will have to call you a master in the future. ”

"I love to draw. I don't care if it's a master or not. This is what Sangsang said in his heart.

Not for revenge, not for saving people, not for dark works, not for healing works, she likes to simply paint, maybe love.

"Good. Ink and blue do not need to be utilitarian. Xu Lanse nodded with satisfaction.

If Sang Sang was not Mr. Qing's disciple, she really wanted to rob someone.

However, even if she doesn't rob her, she can still teach. Now it's not ancient, you have to be a disciple to teach.

"Mrs. Xu, don't you feel bored when you hide in the house alone? wait for you to grow old for a long time...... Hey, is this kid really your disciple?" The studio door opened, and several old men and ladies walked in, and when they saw Sangsang, they were surprised again.

"Don't you see the door hanging on it, don't disturb? But when it comes to this child, I want to take her in, but I hate to see her too late. Xu Lanse shook his head with a smile, and introduced Sangsang to a few friends, but did not say her identity, and did not even mention that she was a disciple of Mr. Qing, only that she was a disciple of an acquaintance, and he was also a member of the Danqing School.

Sangsang was rubbed, kneaded, pinched and hugged by a group of old people as dolls, but he also got some meeting gifts, such as a good inkstone, a hand-made brush, a stone that can be used for engraving, a handmade miniature carving full of childlike fun, and so on.

These masters, some of whom paint oil paintings, some do sculptures, some do architecture, and some do ancient handmade pottery, everyone is not in the same business, but there are many topics to talk about.

Because at the end of art, different paths lead to the same end.

Sang Sang listened to them chatting and watched them show their works, as if they understood whether they understood or not, but their eyes were shining.

It's a new world, a wonderful world that people want to keep pursuing.

And now, she has stood at the door of this world.

Sang Sang's heart was beating steadily and powerfully, and the speed gradually became faster, and her blood was flowing in the pulse of her whole body, little by little, it was boiling and surging.

Sangsang thought that she had found a new purpose.

A goal that can be pursued for the rest of your life.

Moon Shadow Lounge, a secret box.

Luo Er Shao came to Moloya to patrol in micro-service, because his identity would provoke the fragile nerves of the Moloya police, and for the sake of Yinlong, he exposed the Luo family's seal in the Moon Shadow Lounge.

Fallen Star City is the core of the evil of the entire galaxy, and the Luo family is the controller of the core of evil.

No matter how strict the rules of the killer organization are, they are vulnerable in the face of the coercion of the Luo family.

Luo Ershao didn't ask for Yinlong's life, and was even willing to help Yinlong settle down in Fallen Star City, the owner of the Moon Shadow Lounge invited Luo Ershao to drink for this, the atmosphere at the wine table was very pleasant, and the stars on the film and television wall were rolling, and Luo Ershao's eyes fell on the face of the Jakarta prodigy.

Out of the Moon Shadow Lounge, the flying car slid over the downtown area, Luo Ershao leaned on the back of the chair, his brows furrowed.

"Go and check that Jakarta prodigy Ye Hong, move small, don't let people notice. ”

Back at the Zhiyuan Gallery, Luo Ershao instructed his subordinates, and then dialed Luo Dashao's communication.

"Something? Luo Dashao is very busy and concise.

"Big brother, tell me the truth, is the baby really still in Sang Zixing?" Luo Ershao asked very seriously.

Luo Dashao raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly.

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