C329

Chapter 329 - Yuan Yuan's ex-lover

Just as Xiao Yi and Zhang Yuan Yuan were looking at the unbounded spring colors, a man's gentle voice sounded from behind them, "Yuan Yuan."

Zhang Yuan Yuan who was looking out of the window stood up and turned her head with Xiao Yi.

Behind him, a young man looked at Zhang Yuan Yuan with a smile. She wore a fine checked shirt and black pants. His face was slightly fair, giving off the impression of a pretty boy. Her facial features were extremely beautiful and harmonious. Her eyebrows were like swords, and her eyes were like stars. Her face was red and white. It was simply impossible to find any flaws. It was a split, and it did not have the airs of a traitor. On the contrary, it exuded a gentle and refined aura.

It looked like such a young man was ridiculously beautiful. If it was a woman, she would definitely be considered a beauty. It was a pity, however, that it was a man.

"Open your mouth. You're back?" A hint of happiness surfaced on Zhang Yuan Yuan's face, and her delicate body trembled. Obviously, she had a very good impression of this young man.

"Yeah, I just got back recently." He opened his mouth and smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. He said slowly, "I know that you have always loved drawing." I thought that on such a beautiful spring day, you and I could meet in this poetic setting. "

Xiao Yi raised both of his eyebrows, obviously he was extremely familiar with Zhang Yuan Yuan. If he wasn't mistaken, they were old friends who were very familiar with each other. Subconsciously, Xiao Yi began to feel slightly unhappy. I have no objection to your coming to reminisce about the old days, and it's fine for you to run around on the train, but don't disturb me for the spring sunshine.

"Why did you suddenly go to England that year?" This Yuan Yuan suddenly opened his mouth and asked a question that had always been hidden at the bottom of his heart.

Zhang Yuan Yuan and Zhang Kai grew up in the government compound. They were familiar with each other, so they could be considered childhood sweethearts. In addition, she had been in love with him for the past few years, but it was just that she did not break that layer of window paper. Unexpectedly, just as the two of them were walking towards their youthful and passionate love. It opened its mouth and suddenly left the river, leaving England to study abroad.

Thus, the extremely depressed Zhang Yuan Yuan decided to leave this sad city and go far away from America.

In these past few years in this foreign land, Zhang Yuan Yuan had finally managed to calm her emotions and let go of this relationship. Unexpectedly, many years later, in this small building with red walls and green tiles on the riverbank, he met her former lover once again.

"Father's decision was a bit hasty, so there was no other way." He opened his sun-like mouth and gently said, "I heard that you have been studying painting in the United States all these years. "How is it, is everything alright?"

For a while, this pair of old lovers sat down by the window and began a long conversation.

These years, the words in his heart began to come out bit by bit. The two chatted happily, just like when they were young. Subconsciously, this piece of Yuan Yuan's heart began to beat even faster.

Could it be that the heavens are giving us another chance to meet in the small building?

When Zhang Yuan Yuan thought of this, she felt that it was difficult to speak.

Xiao Yi was still standing behind Zhang Yuan Yuan like a follower. No one bothered with him, Zhang Yuan Yuan was already drunk on the pretty boy. From the beginning to the end, he had never taken Xiao Yi seriously. It was as if they did not connect Xiao Yi and Zhang Yuan Yuan at all.

Xiao Yi's face turned cold, he looked at the kites flying in the sky, and said in his heart: Open it, I want to see, how much more can you open?

Fortunately, this exchange soon began. Following the host's call, these young painter began to display their skills on the spot and started to draw their most proficient paintings.

Zhang Yuan Yuan and Open Spreading, the drawing board was very close. At the same time, she couldn't help but start chatting when painting.

This exchange did not strictly prohibit the bringing of attendants, so Xiao Yi proudly continued to stand behind Zhang Yuan Yuan. Occasionally, he would pass a brush to Zhang Yuan Yuan.

"Yuan Yuan, you're back in high spirits now, and you found a small follower?" At this time, who was behind Zhang Yuan Yuan finally noticed her movements. While drawing, she started to chat with Zhang Yuan Yuan in a low voice.

Xiao Yi's eyes flashed with a bright light. Even though he was still a follower. However, the words coming out of his mouth made Xiao Yi feel somewhat guilty.

Zhang Yuan Yuan was startled, and looked at Xiao Yi who had an unfriendly expression. Immediately, he opened his mouth, "It's not a follower, it's my friend."

"Oh." Upon hearing that it was a friend, his expression which opened its mouth and looked at Xiao Yi, clearly carried some hostility.

Immediately after, he opened his mouth and started to speak indistinctly: "Yuan Yuan, why did you bring your friend here at an occasion like this? This is the temple of art, where we communicate through our souls. "Brute, it's best if you don't come in."

However, Zhang Yuan Yuan only smiled faintly: "Together, come over to take a look."

"Oh right, there's more water in Yuan Yuan's place." Xiao Yi who had been watching Zhang Yuan Yuan's painting from the side did not bother to care about the opening, her expression suddenly became serious, and she urged Zhang Yuan Yuan in a low voice.

"Hmm?" Zhang Yuan Yuan was startled, then said softly: "You know about painting?"

"I know a bit." In those years on the mountain, the master loved to see painting. Therefore, Xiao Yi more or less had some experience, so he kindly reminded: "In this place, you mainly want to draw the Jiangnan Shuixiang's misty state, the charm of water vapor. Since she was a Jiangnan Shuixiang, how could she lack water? When you use this light blue tone, you still look a bit dry. "

Hearing Xiao Yi's words, that Yuan Yuan seemed to understand something. She stared at the landscape painting in front of him for a while, not knowing how to change it.

Seeing that, Xiao Yi sighed, and did not interfere any further.

When she opened her eyes at the side, she heard that Xiao Yi knew how to draw. Immediately, he opened his mouth and said loudly: "Yuan Yuan, I think that your drawing is pretty good. The brush strokes were exquisite, and the taste of the mountain and river was abundant. The mountain was hazy, the water clear. The light blue color, the tone, was just perfect to show the charm of the water. Isn't this Jiangnan Shuixiang the same as Green Mountain and Water Blue? "

The two of them had already started to compete secretly, the taste of the fight making Zhang Yuan Yuan's mind run faster, she frowned.

However, Xiao Yi was indeed not the least bit interested in opening it. Immediately, he no longer argued with his and only smiled lightly.

However, Xiao Yi's gentle smile made it seem as if he was looking down on Xiao Yi.

Immediately, it began to introduce in a clear voice, "All these years, I have been studying Western Painting School in England and have studied the western abstract master Paul Klee's style deeply. He had some experience with the combination of a good figure, line and color. In my opinion, Yuan Yuan, all these years, your style has been gradually changing towards the classical Chinese style. This painting of yours seems to have some of Tang Yin's style. Fine brush and ink, simple layout, elegant and handsome style. It's good, I can definitely get a favorable evaluation from the famous painter Zhu Sicheng later. "

His flattery was perfect, that Yuan Yuan immediately smiled. He was in high spirits, and he started to paint proudly. With regards to Xiao Yi's suggestion to add water, he had completely tossed it to the back of his mind.

Opening his mouth, he sneakily glanced at Xiao Yi with a provocative look, and the corners of his mouth curled into a complacent smile. It was as if he was saying to Xiao Yi: "Brat, you dare to fight with me?

Spreading out in England, he was tired of foreign girls. This time, it was during the young painter's Painting Exchange. Looking at Zhang Yuan Yuan's slim and graceful figure, she was so beautiful that she seemed to shock the heavens. He treated this piece of Yuan Yuan as his private property and didn't want any men to get their hands on it.

It was obvious that the man Xiao Yi was closest to Zhang Yuan Yuan, had aroused such open hostility. Therefore, he began to think of ways to strike Xiao Yi down, and show off his power.

Regarding this little thought of Xiao Yi's, it was obviously seen through in a single glance. Glancing at the painting on the drawing board, he jokingly smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, continue flattering me like this." The kite you drew is about to become a plane. "

He didn't know when, but the open pen tip was still on the paper. The ink on the tip of the brush began to flow onto the drawing paper. It looked like the kite had turned into a big ball, like a big plane.

"Keep your mind on yourself, otherwise. Mr. Zhang, I estimate that this painter's painting skills exchange is going to take place. After a while, you'll have to hide in the corner and take the train. " Xiao Yi laughed and started to fight back mercilessly.

He opened his eyes to look at the black mass of paper, and his face immediately turned ashen. He glared fiercely at Xiao Yi, then quickly took off the piece of paper and began to put it back on, before starting to draw again.

Luckily, the painting hadn't started for long, and there was still time to redraw.

Following which, she didn't start another argument with Xiao Yi. He was completely engrossed in drawing, so he had to be careful with his strokes. Sometimes, when he was quite satisfied with the drawing, this opening could not help but exclaim a few times and nod his head in acknowledgement.

It seemed as though he was satisfied with his godly work.

Xiao Yi stood quietly by the side, looking at the two's drawing. The frown on his face became tighter and tighter.

"Sigh, as expected, it is just an exchange of young painter's painting techniques, nothing more." Xiao Yi let out a light sigh, and muttered in the depths of his heart: "This kind of painting skill, has truly disappointed me. Even that unscrupulous master of mine, with just a casual wave of his brush when he was drunk, was already twenty times better than them. "

How would Xiao Yi know, that his master's abilities were completely heaven shocking. None of these mundane people could even compare to his master. Even the chief judge of this exchange, the famous Zhu Sicheng, could not even compare to a casual drawing by his master.