C363 Master

Hearing that, Jun Hao's eyes became brighter, and then he opened his mouth and said: "Are you satisfied? This is truly wonderful, thank you senior for giving me your name! "

After Zhou Daoxuan heard this, he opened his mouth: "There's no need to be courteous, although your drawing method is not up to date, as long as you head in the right direction, your painting will be limitless in the future. In my opinion, your painting is much better than Chen Fengxiao, the leader of the Great Zhou Empire's eight great scholars!"

Hearing that, Jun Hao's face revealed a mischievous smile, he did not expect that Zhou Daoxuan would actually judge his father, and so he said: I have seen his painting before, it can be said to be extremely lifelike, almost to the point of being fake, I wonder why senior said that?

Zhou Daoxuan gave a light snort when he heard that: "Fake has its surface, but its form has no spirit, no matter how much you draw, it would still be lifeless, like rotten wood! At most, Chen Fengxiao can only be considered a qualified painter, if you want to call him a painter, you are not qualified! "

Hearing this, Jun Hao nodded his head, he did not know what his father would say about him, but he did not know what his father would say.

At this time, Jun Hao found his own direction and was filled with gratitude towards Zhou Daoxuan who had guided him in the past. At this time, Jun Hao suddenly kneeled on both knees and said to Zhou Daoxuan: "I plead that the Art Sage will accept me as her disciple!"

Zhou Daoxuan, on the other hand, revealed a surprised expression: "As long as you continue in this direction, your future achievements will definitely surpass mine. What you lack now is experience and comprehension, that's fine, but since that's the case, this old man will accept you for once!"

After hearing that, Jun Hao's face revealed great joy, and then he said: "Disciple Chen Jun Hao greets Master!"

Hearing that, Zhou Daoxuan was startled: "To think that you and that young master of the Chen family, who has been making such a ruckus lately, have the same name, it is truly a coincidence!"

After Jun Hao heard this, he pushed his hair back, and pulled off the beard on his face: "Master is right, disciple!"

Hearing that, Zhou Daoxuan's face revealed surprise, and then he laughed out loud: It must be your father that stubborn old man that forced you to learn his drawing skills, so he forced you to run, running away from the marriage is just an excuse right?

Hearing this, Jun Hao's face revealed an awkward expression: "Master, this is all actually true …"

Ten years of time had already passed in the blink of an eye. In these ten years, Zhou Daoxuan had brought Jun Hao across famous mountains and rivers, and looked at all the various aspects of the mortal world. At this time, Jun Hao's eyes had already become a bit more aged, and his entire face had become mature, yet now, Zhou Daoxuan had aged even more.

During the first year, the Chen family searched for Chen Jun Hao's whereabouts, but when they found out that he was accepted by Painted Saint as a disciple, a look of helplessness appeared on Chen Ankang's face.

Although Zhou Daoxuan was only a painter, his influence was far greater than his Chen family. Even the royal families of the Great Zhou Empire had to be courteous to him, they could not even beg him for a painting.

Not only was Zhou Daoxuan's drawing amazing, he was also an expert in all aspects. It could be said that he had mastered both martial arts and martial arts, and his calligraphy was also excellent!

Thus, there was sufficient respect for those who walked between countries.

Chen Fengxiao, on the other hand, was filled with surprises. He did not expect that the Jun Hao he thought to be unbearably weak and weak, would actually be accepted as a disciple by Zhou Daoxuan.

The next year, when Jun Hao's painting was spread out, it caused a huge uproar. It was not because Jun Hao's painting was good, but because everyone thought that his painting was terrible!

Countless of painters and scholars who were originally filled with anticipation towards Chen Jun Hao shook their heads repeatedly when they saw Jun Hao's work, and some even ridiculed him as "having no real name", "making a crowd to gather people!"

Even Chen Fengxiao shook his head and sighed after seeing Jun Hao's painting, "It's even worse than it was back then!"

After receiving the evaluation from the outside world, Jun Hao finally started to waver in his own perseverance, because other than his master saying that he drew well, no one else was certain of him.

Thus, he began to return to the school of realism. The things he drew were vivid and lifelike, but they had lost their original charm.

When Zhou Daoxuan saw this, he was furious at him for the first time. At that time, the furious Zhou Daoxuan directly crushed the painting he made into a ball and threw it on the ground: "If you want to learn from your father, then scram. Your father's small temple cannot accommodate a master like you!"

However, he started to regain his composure, feeling a little awkward in his heart. Only half a year later, a young lady found him, and asked with a timid voice: "May I ask if Master Jun Hao is there?"

Hearing the name of the young lady, Jun Hao's eyes moved slightly, and he invited her into his own art studio.

"Master Jun Hao, I have finally found you! You drew too well, to think that the charm and charm of a painting can be displayed so brilliantly, my father said that once I have 10% of your skill, I will be able to leave!"

Hearing this, Jun Hao shook his head: "How am I a master? I'm just a silly kid who doesn't even dare to determine what he wants to draw himself."

"Master, don't say that. Others might not be able to understand your painting, but I do know that you have other works. I want to see it! " At this time, the girl showed an expectant expression as she consoled Jun Hao.

When Jun Hao heard this, his eyes revealed deep emotions. After pondering for a good while, he finally took out his transformation from half a year ago.

When the girl saw Jun Hao's drawing, her eyes revealed a trace of surprise and joy, but not long later, she suddenly frowned.

Seeing that, Jun Hao looked at the young girl anxiously: "What's wrong, is there a problem?"

Hearing this, the girl shook her head and said, "There's no problem, it's just that I feel that the people who painted these paintings must have a lot of grievances in their hearts. The brush was messy and occasionally showed off its edge. It should be said that he told himself to stand firm in his heart in the midst of all these rumors. However, in reality, he became a little unsteady! "

Hearing that, Jun Hao's face suddenly revealed a look of surprise, he then grabbed the girl's shoulder and said: "It's you!"

He couldn't wait to find out the girl's name and background and implore her to stay.

The young girl also nodded her head and happily agreed.

From then on, every time Jun Hao finished a painting, he would give it to the young lady to comment on.

And every time the young girl saw his painting, she would be able to accurately tell the meaning behind it.

At this time, Jun Hao would start babbling nonstop, other than painting, the girl beside him was also extremely patient. She quietly listened to him, her eyes looking up at the sky, the two of them argued for a while quietly, unexpectedly showing harmony.

After meeting the young lady, Jun Hao finally regained his confidence. His painting skills were also getting higher and higher, to the point that he could come up with a realistic picture. He could not only distinguish what he was drawing, but also reveal the charm of the painting!

But at this moment, the girl suddenly disappeared.