Chapter 223

The paper and pen quickly came up, and the night fell without dragging again. He took up the brush and began to paint.

In the past, when the master forced her to make pictures, she did so.

Two on the painting out of a big pan peach, red full water tender, looking fresh and delicious, people want to bite.

The pan peach is still placed in a large jade plate, which is placed on the stone table in the courtyard. There are also some books and pictures on the stone table. It looks like the whole picture is very antique.

A layman can see that the portrait is an old painting, like a painting that has been preserved for hundreds of years.

But it's just been painted. The ink hasn't dried yet.

How is this drawn?

Even the layman has found the strangeness of it.

Xu Yunfei and Yang Bai are excited.

Yang Bai couldn't help but praise: "this is it. It's such a painting method. The brocade pile ash that has been lost for a long time. My little master is very proficient in painting and knows these ancient things as well. You can easily draw real things."

Xu Yunfei's saliva almost flowed out: "little master, please write a poem again."

At the end of the night, he nodded and thought about it. He wrote a poem of blessing: Xu wished the birthday of the eldest son, the jade cup was lifted, and the gold cup was received. May every year, before the plum blossom is drunk, the plum shoots on the moon. "

Her writing is really in one go, a row of poems written without broken strokes.

"That's the way it's written. See? There's no need to break strokes when you're in a row! It's so beautiful to write it out. It's really a magic stroke. "

Night down put down the pen after writing, she did not think it was a magic stroke.

She wanted to be lazy, so she kept writing when she wrote!

It's just that she wants to be lazy.

She is also honest, and really said to Xu Yunfei: "you can write like this. You just think you want to finish writing. You don't want to waste time. You can write it out in a hurry to go out and play."

Xu Yunfei:

Little master, is it because you don't want to waste time and want to go out and play?

You're not teasing me?

Seeing Xu Yunfei's face blowing his beard and staring at night, he felt amused and said, "it's true. When I was a child, my master forced me to practice calligraphy. That's how I was beaten several times by my master."

The master felt that she was scribbled. In order to go out with him, she finished writing and hit her very angry.

"Little master, you are really talented in this respect. Ordinary people can't do it."

Even if he practiced for decades, he didn't have the ability like her!

Yanyu pulled the night drop into his arms and said to them, "enough, master, put the painting away. We'll go back first, and you can continue."

After that, he took yeluo out and let him talk with the two old guys. He didn't know when to talk.

Mr. Xie picked up the painting in surprise, and carefully looked like: "this is really a good painting. Is this a genuine one?"

"Smelly old man, are you stupid? If you paint in front of your face, you can still have a fake."

"That is, if you don't believe it, give it to us and make a price for it."

"You want it, dream! This is the best birthday present I've ever received, ha ha ha ha. "

Mr. Xie went upstairs happily holding the painting. He had to find a place to hide it. The two old men should not know where they were hiding, otherwise they would try to take it away.

As a result, Yan Yuhe's departure from yeluo is ignored.

Yan Yu with the night fell on the car, put her in his arms and bit her small mouth in punishment: "next time, I won't let you come to the party again."

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