Beauty's enchanting bodyguard

Chapter 1020 Coincidence
Hearing Xiao Yi's unscrupulous ridicule and ridicule, Xiang Zhuang's face suddenly became gloomy.It looked like a cloudy sky before the downpour.

"Okay, it's okay if I tell you." At this time, Xiao Yi looked at Zhuang Mingming very angry, but he still pretended to be calm and calm, and he felt a burst of joy, and laughed loudly: "The pine tree is bent. , is also a painting technique, called another way.”

"Oh?" Xiang Zhuang listened to Xiao Yi's explanation with a gloomy face.After being dazed, he immediately asked, "In the history of Chinese landscape painting, I have never heard of such a painting technique."

"That's because you are short-sighted and short-sighted." At this moment, Xiao Yi lashed out at Xiang Zhuang wantonly: "Creating a different way is just a style of painting that contradicts the norm. It can be understood from the literal meaning, just to do some ordinary people Things not to do. For example, to draw the pine tree crookedly. This kind of technique is not dared to be used by ordinary people. If it is used well, it is a stroke of genius. If it is used badly, it will be a big failure."

"Then tell me, is it good or bad?" Hearing Xiao Yi's explanation, Xiang Zhuang still had a calm face, like a calm lake, and said slowly: "I want to hear Why come here."

"Of course, I will satisfy your childlike curiosity." At this moment, Xiao Yi burst out laughing and said, "This painting of pine trees and the moon is deliberately drawn crookedly. Two vigorous pine trees. In fact, it gives people a kind of imagination space, which has more room for imagination than blank space."

After a pause, a ray of light bloomed on Xiao Yi's face. When talking about these things, Xiao Yi was full of energy: "Why is the pine tree bent? Maybe it's because the heavy snow has just passed, and this pine tree will live a few more days. It will return to its original shape and straighten up. It is just giving people a space for imagination. The heavy snow presses the green pine, and the green pine is straight and straight. Maybe it is because a few big birds perched on the pine tree just now, giving people a feeling of flying on the snow The artistic conception of mud. The bird is gone, but the pine tree branches are still bent. Perhaps as you said, the pine tree grows from the water stone, the road is difficult, and it can’t grow straight. However, it is still growing tenaciously, vigorous and straight..."

Xiao Yi is like a master, he speaks these things with ease.

However, looking at this landscape painting now, Ma Ruilian felt demented.It is still the hazy distant mountains, the water, and the two pine trees.

However, what I see is far from the things on the picture.

It has become a world of its own, and it seems that there are many more things on the map.Appearing in front of my eyes is a colorful world.

But Xiang Zhuang raised his head when he heard Xiao Yi's explanation.Taking a deep breath, he forgot all about Xiao Yi's demeanor just displayed.He smiled jokingly, and said loudly: "Speaking of it, it seems to be true. However, this is all your own opinion. The specifics are far from conclusive. This kind of artwork is exactly the public opinion. It is reasonable to say that the public is right, and it is just that the mother-in-law says that the mother-in-law is reasonable."

"Really?" At this moment, Xiao Yi shook his head and smiled, "It seems that he is really stubborn."

Although Xiang Zhuang is still desperately trying to argue, Ma Ruilian, relying on her own senses, will look at the picture and according to Xiao Yi's explanation, the whole person has gained a new harvest.Moreover, this foreign girl still has her own sense of judgment, she trusts Xiao Yi, and has some doubts about Xiang Zhuang.

"Xiang Zhuang, Ming people don't speak dark words." At this time, Xiao Yi was aggressive and sneered: "I know that you must have stayed in Tianji Pavilion for a while during the time you were injured. I can't absorb strength throughout my life. I have studied hard in the mountains for ten years, and I am what I am today. Do you think that after reading idle books in Tianji Pavilion for a few days, you can still jump in front of me? Let me tell you, It's just a dream."

Regarding Xiao Yi's display of strength at this time, Xiang Zhuang just snorted coldly.He simply turned his head away, with a gloomy face and did not speak.

It seemed that he didn't want to argue with Xiao Yi on this issue.

After all, he really only stayed in Tianji Pavilion for a while, and he only scratched the surface of these messy things.However, Xiao Yi's master, Li Taibai, used to be the owner of the Tianji Pavilion, and he has already mastered the metaphysics and various knowledge of the Tianji Pavilion.Xiao Yi was even crammed into Li Taibai's brain like a duck.

In this kind of determination, Xiang Zhuang was not sure if he wanted to compete with Xiao Yi.

Therefore, after Xiang Zhuang hesitated for a moment, his face softened for a while.Once again, he launched a fierce attack on Ma Ruilian: "Miss Ma, I hit it off with you. I sincerely invite you today, and I want to discuss the similarities and differences between Eastern and Western paintings. I don't want to offend you. I hope Miss Ma will show her face After all, I have an appointment first. If Ms. Ma feels dissatisfied after communicating with me, then Ms. Ma can just walk away. Don't be distracted by other people's words. After all, works of art are There are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand readers."

Xiang Zhuang's words were quite polite, but vaguely revealed his current unwillingness.

Ma Ruilian was in a dilemma for a while, although she knew that Xiang Zhuang might not be very good at painting.The comments on this pine and moon picture are even more nonsense.However, this man sincerely invited, and he had already agreed.At this time, he rejected Xiang Zhuang again and changed the contract to Xiao Yi, so it was really unreasonable.

Having reached this point, Xiao Yi also stopped talking.Give the chance to choose to the hesitant Ma Ruilian.

Only Bai Jiaoniang was still unaware of the situation, unknowingly there was a hint of gunpowder in the confrontation.Still ignorant of the joys and sorrows of the world, scratching his head while looking at those Western abstract paintings.

Just at this time, two people walked slowly.

Passing through the crowded crowd, the two looked proud.

One is old and one is young, and the old one is Maglanth, who immediately caused a sensation when he stepped out.And the youngest one is Zhang Yuanyuan, wearing an emerald green long dress.Walking slowly, indescribably elegant and colorful.

Looking at this beauty whom he had reunited with for a long time, Xiao Yi's eyes became fascinated.

Another year, during the Spring Festival, Zhang Yuanyuan did not return to Jianghai.This point seemed to be Xiao Yi's heart disease.The concern for Zhang Yuanyuan is increasing day by day.

Now, watching the beauty approaching from afar, Xiao Yi was a little drunk.

However, Zhang Yuanyuan and Maglans are in close communication now, and they are quite fascinated.

For the surrounding sounds, they automatically ignore the past.Sometimes someone stood in front of the two of them and asked for an autograph, but they would always be rejected by the two of them with righteous words.

Zhengmaglans and Zhang Yuanyuan walked towards this picture of Songyue side by side.

"Grandpa." When Ma Ruilian saw her kind grandpa approaching, she immediately shouted excitedly, in order to avoid her embarrassment.

However, after Maglance glanced at his granddaughter, he quickly turned his head and started talking with Zhang Yuanyuan.

"Xiao Yi, this is Xiao Yi, he's here." Ma Ruilian wanted to use her grandfather's appearance to change the topic of her own.So, seeing that his grandfather was indifferent to him, he immediately pulled Xiao Yilai back.

For Maglans, who is obsessed with Chinese Kung Fu, and for Xiao Yi, his master, he has a lot of respect.Even Maglance is a bit like Xiao Yi's follower, like a little tail.

Hearing the name Xiao Yi, Maglance and Zhang Yuanyuan were startled and looked over.

However, this scene was not as Ma Ruilian expected, and she rushed forward quickly. Maglance just smiled at Xiao Yi, and said: "Wait a minute, I will discuss kung fu again."

Maglance dropped this sentence and turned his head quickly.Looking at Zhang Yuanyuan beside her, she asked, "Continue talking, the charm of the Songyue painting just now...

Zhang Yuanyuan, who looked over, saw the familiar figure in the crowd.

The eye sockets were slightly wet for a while, and after taking a look tenderly.He quickly turned his head to look at Maglanth, and said eloquently: "Mr. Ma, follow me to take a look and you will understand. This picture of the pine and moon is a bit particular..."

These two artists have been obsessed with their own art world at this time.For everything around, compared to usual, it is already indifferent.Just eloquently talking about his artistic creation.

Seeing the two of them walking under the picture of pine and moon, Zhang Yuanyuan pointed to the two pine trees on the picture and talked eloquently: "I used the method of splashing water and moistening ink on these two pine trees. It just rendered the meaning of the words." Shen Yun, the water flows continuously, splashing pieces of water mist. The water mist is dense, surrounding this pine tree..."

Maglance nodded and began to think deeply.Start to pick up the points of Huaxia ink painting, learn from each other.

And now Zhang Yuanyuan pointed to the two pine trees again, and explained eloquently: "My two pine trees are intentionally skewed, which is a very uncommon technique and a different way. Come, it can give people more room for imagination. Why did the pines bend..."

Zhang Yuanyuan, as the writer of this picture, started her own detailed explanation of this picture.

Maglance listened to it for a while, nodded from time to time, his eyes were as bright as pearls.

The onlookers listened to this young beautiful painter explain the true meaning of this painting.They all had some unique experience, and they all applauded Zhang Yuanyuan.

Xiang Zhuang's face was gloomy and terrifying, because the painter who made the picture of Songyue had the same explanation for this painting as what Xiao Yi said.

(End of this chapter)