Chapter 75

As like as two peas, lively and vigorous flourishes in calligraphy, he is also hesitant to write. He is almost exactly the same as the painting of clouds in late autumn.

Yun wanqiu sat gracefully on a cane chair, watching him painting, holding a cup of orange juice just poured. There is a smile in the corner of my mouth.

The plum blossom picture she drew just now is really the simplest. It's very common for beginners to learn traditional Chinese painting from the four gentlemen, Mei Lan, Zhu Ju.

However, when Yun wanqiu painted this proud plum, the plum tree was simply embellished with a few strokes, but the plum blossom had considerable skill content in it.

Her plum blossom painting is not simply a few smears, but delicate petals, clear colors, there are thin stamens in the middle. This is definitely not something that beginners can learn. Even if beginners can imitate the notes of her flowers, it is difficult for them to learn the strokes with clear layers and appropriate colors. It is too difficult to imitate the charm of the flowers.

Generally speaking, the novice at this level, absolutely self defeating, a good painting because of these plum blossom and make a graffiti letter hand, ugly.

But Leyi is a little different.

At first, Yun wanqiu had a playful attitude and wanted to see how Leyi painted the plum blossoms, but she was a little bit stunned. He forgot to drink the orange juice in his hand. His beautiful eyes were staring at the pen in Leyi's hand.

It seems that Leyi also spent the same amount of time in writing. His hand is like a copy machine.

How big is Yun wanqiu's painting? How big is he? The position, distance and color are all the same.

He also seems to have grasped the essence of the petals of plum blossom, and the urgency of writing is just right. As like as two peas, the color of plum blossoms is identical to that of the clouds in late autumn.

"This... Leyi, you..." Yun wanqiu was surprised and couldn't help making a sound.

"What's the matter, sister Qiu?" After finishing the last stroke of painting, Le Yi finally stopped, and his head was sweating. Before, he gathered 12 points of spirit, reading the memory in the dragon soul amber, and doing it according to the steps in the memory. It took a lot of energy, so after the painting, the whole person felt a little tired, so he couldn't help sitting down and took a long breath.

Yun wanqiu put down the juice cup in his hand and came over. He picked up the two paintings with delicate jade hands and compared them. He looked at him in surprise and asked, "tell me honestly, have you never learned painting? Or are you cheating my sister? "

"I really didn't learn traditional Chinese painting. I only learned some sketch in primary school. What I said was true. I didn't cheat you at all. If you don't believe me, you can ask my uncle." Yue Yi shrugged and said.

Then Le Yi himself went to see his paintings curiously. He wanted to know how different his paintings were from those painted by Yun wanqiu, which led to her great reaction?

Who knows, this does not look good, under a look, he was also surprised.

He found as like as two peas, the left and right sides of identical paintings.

When he painted before, he didn't look at the painting of Yun wanqiu half an eye. He had been absorbed in reading and remembering. He started from memory, but he didn't expect that such a result would appear after painting.

"Is this genius? Even a genius can't do it. " As like as two peas as like as two peas, the most gifted mimicry masters will have different nuances, such as distance and color. Unless they are copied on paper, they will never be the same.

Yun wanqiu put the two paintings together and compared the distance and tone of the paintings. He was surprised: "it's just like a copy. How did you do it?"

Yue Yi shrugged his shoulders and said with an innocent expression: "I just looked at your painting carefully, remembered your way of writing and rhythm, and then learned your way and rhythm to draw this painting."

"Ah? You drew this painting just because you imitated my way of writing and rhythm? "

"Yes."

"You are a great genius. If so, if you have mastered all the painting skills, how wonderful?" Yun wanqiu opened his mouth and looked surprised.

She has been learning painting for more than ten years, but it is the first time that she has heard of such a genius as Leyi. It unbelievable that she had as like as two peas before painting, but only once she could paint a picture that was exactly the same as her.

"Come on, sister, I don't believe it. Let's draw another picture. You can remember my way of writing and rhythm, and then copy one for me to see."

Yun wanqiu spread a piece of paper again. This time, she drew bamboo.

Bamboo is more difficult to draw than plum blossom. Bamboo has its branches, so we should strive to make progress. Among the thick bamboo leaves, you can see the height and delicacy of the painting.

This time, what Yun wanqiu painted was not a simple painting by a novice, but a picture that she had painted thousands of times.

This picture is of a large scale, with clouds above and barren soil below.

The yellow bamboo shoots on the soil are growing up after the rain. They are stained with dew, crystal clear and transparent.

There are bamboo roots in it, and each one has its strength. It's not the kind of "bamboo with an open mind has bowed leaves", but the kind of cangqiu that insists on the green mountain, stands in the broken rock, and is still strong despite thousands of grinding and striking, and is free of southeast and northwest wind.

Yue Yi looked at her pen without blinking. When he saw half of it, he realized that the painting was not simple and could not be painted by a novice. The reason why Yun wanqiu painted such a painting is to test how strong his imitation ability is.

Before, he was able to make a picture of proud plum blossom just like the one printed in the copier. What about this picture springing up in front of him? Can it be reproduced?

Yun wanqiu is very interested in this and is very looking forward to it. She likes painting very much, which is her favorite field. So after discovering Leyi's painting talent, she also shows great enthusiasm.

It took almost forty minutes to finish the painting.

When Yun wanqiu finished writing, she also rubbed her slender wrist and said with a smile and expectation, "do you see clearly? You can draw another one for your sister

"Well!" Yue Yi picked up the brush and was about to draw. But he suddenly thought to himself, "if I act too amazing, will it not be very good?"

Thinking of this, he shook his head again, feeling that in front of sister Qiu, there should be no need to worry about anything. Moreover, he also wanted to know whether he could imitate this "springing up picture".

"OK, I'll draw it now!"