Chapter 226

"Husband, are you ready?"

Liu Qingqing stands under the longan tree in her yard, holding several books in her arms. Liu Qingqing has been motionless for more than ten minutes and asks anxiously.

It's not that Liu Qingqing is tired, but that she can't wait to see what her man has painted for her.

"Hold on for a few more minutes, and you'll be ready soon." Ye Rongrong stands in front of the drawing board and looks at Liu Qingqing. The pen has never stopped.

It turns out that today Ye Rongrong is going to paint a portrait of Liu Qingqing.

In ancient China, portrait painting is called portrait, portrayal or vivid, which is the only way to keep the image of people in the era of people without cameras.

According to the different creation requirements and expression methods, portrait can be divided into head portrait, whole body portrait, half body portrait and group portrait.

It requires the painter to make a real and vivid description of the figure's appearance, body shape, modality, clothing and background, to show his spiritual characteristics, status, national attributes, the fashion of the times, and to reflect the painter's own thoughts and feelings.

Portraits pursue both form and spirit, and attach importance to the depiction of facial features to convey people's expressions. Gu Kaizhi, a Chinese painter of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, once said, "the vivid portrayal is in the middle of ardu."

"All right."

Ye Rongrong put the pen and said with a smile to Liu Qingqing, who was a little worried.

"Let me see, let me see, my husband, how are you doing?" Liu Qingqing can't wait to run to the back of the sketchpad.

"Ah..."

Liu Qingqing is a fool. It's not that his portrait is too bad, but that it's too good. Liu Qingqing thinks that he is living in the painting.

So vivid, those vivid, especially the eyes, so soft, no matter from which point of view, always feel the eyes watching themselves affectionately.

Just like just now, I watched the portrait of Ye Guangrong lovingly, so vivid and vivid.

His appearance, clothes, actions and even the background are so lifelike that Liu Qingqing feels like she is in the painting now.

The self in the painting is almost alive. The feeling of Liu Qingqing now is that the self in the painting is the living person, the living self.

In addition to the legendary saint of painting, Liu Qingqing never heard of anyone who could paint a figure as a living person.

Master? Liu Qingqing now thinks that the title of master painter is not worthy of his man. His man's painting skill has reached a new height. Liu Qingqing has never seen the legendary painting of Saint painter, but Liu Qingqing thinks that even the painting of Saint painter may not be able to be better than the portrait of his man.

"How do you like it?"

Ye Guangrong asked with a smile when he saw Liu Qingqing's surprise. To be honest, ye Rongrong is also very satisfied with his portrait.

His superb painting skills, coupled with his wife's gorgeous beauty, which can melt the world's Heroes' affectionate eyes, constitute this peerless portrait.

Even ye Guangrong didn't dare to guarantee that he could paint a second portrait that was so natural and lifelike.

"Yes, I like it so much. Husband, you are really great."

Liu Qingqing hugs Ye Guangrong excitedly and says happily. I can't help but send a few kisses on Ye Guangrong's face.

"Just like it."

Ye Rongrong also said happily. Don't the couple just want to be happy with each other?

"Husband, I'm going to mount this portrait and pass it on as a family heirloom." Liu Qingqing said excitedly.

"You don't want our children and grandchildren to know that they have a beautiful grandmother." Ye Rongrong said jokingly.

"Yes, that's what I think, isn't it?"

Liu Qingqing said with a white look at Ye Rongrong. Liu Qingqing even doubts that in a few hundred years' time, his portrait will become a masterpiece like the painting "Mona Lisa's smile" and will be handed down through the ages.

"Yes, why not? Let our children and grandchildren know how powerful their grandfathers are and how they can marry such beautiful grandmothers." Ye Guangrong said with a smile.

"You stink."

Liu Qingqing said with a white look at Ye Rongrong. But to be honest, Liu Qingqing can't see through his man any more. He is so mysterious and mysterious that he doesn't feel real.

These days, every morning when she gets up, Liu Qingqing wants to see the man lying beside her. She is afraid that when she wakes up, her mysterious husband will disappear.

The parrot "Yingying" in the tree is so happy to see her male and female protagonists around a board. She can't help but fly down curiously.

"Ah..."

"Yingying" sees Liu Qingqing in the picture, and the bird's eyes are straight. She takes another look at Liu Qingqing standing beside the picture.

"Ma, ghost..."

as like as two peas, she was scared to death. "Cherry cherry" waved her wings and ran to the longan tree. She was afraid to come down. It was terrible. How could there be two identical hostess?Parrot's simple thinking, can't understand why.

"Ha ha..."

"Ha ha..."

Looking at "Yingying" frightened, ye Rongrong and Liu Qingqing can't help laughing.

"Husband..."

Liu Qingqing stares at Ye Guangrong and shouts.

"What's the matter?"

Ye Guangrong asked with some doubts. After all, his wife's warm eyes now make ye Rongrong a little unbearable.

"Husband, thank you, I think I am very happy, have a very capable, and love me, and spoil my husband." Liu Qingqing said affectionately.

"You don't blame me for beating you and scolding you before." Ye Guangrong asked with a smile.

"Husband, have you ever beaten me or scolded me? I don't know. "

Liu Qingqing said with a smile. Liu Qingqing thinks that she should forget the bad things of her man before, leaving only the best things of herself and her man in her mind.

"You don't know. How can I know?"

Ye Guangrong said with a smile. Since my wife doesn't want to do the things before, why don't I have to move my background and smash myself.

……

Ye Rongrong had never been in touch with the calligraphy industry before, so he didn't know where there was a place for mounting paintings in the county. He drove an electric tricycle and asked several people. Finally, he found a company called "remember painting shop" in the alley beside the county

This company is dedicated to mounting other people's paintings. It also sells some painting and calligraphy works. However, most of the painting and calligraphy works are not famous ones, and the price is not very high, ranging from several hundred to tens of thousands.

But the store is very cold, basically can't see a few guests.

"What can I do for you, sir?"

When a 20-year-old waiter saw Ye Rongrong come in, he asked enthusiastically.

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