If it is said that Mo Xiaoyu has painting skills, Lang Jianbai doesn't believe it now, because this guy's posture for holding the pen is not right, and it looks awkward no matter how you look at it, but if he has no painting skills, when he picks up the brush, the expression on his face is quite different. It is also like an old painter who has been around for decades, giving people a kind of everyone's demeanor.
This painting was drawn under the witness of Lang Jianbai, especially the seductiveness of the fox fairy and the eagerness of Dong Sheng. They are all painted vividly. If there is any flaw in this painting, it can only be the seal of that party. and paper again.
An hour later, such a painting was placed in front of Lang Jianbai, and he was dumbfounded. He has been painting for decades, and it would take at least ten days and a half months to paint such a painting, mainly when copying It takes too much time to think about how to write, and if you are not careful, you will have to overthrow everything and start over, but Mo Xiaoyu doesn't seem to have such a problem, maybe a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, take a look at the original work, bow your head and draw a few strokes, and then draw again. Take a look at the authentic painting, and then paint again, so repeatedly, except for drinking a glass of wine in the middle, nothing else is done, almost in one go.
This further strengthened Lang Jianbai's thoughts. This guy is simply a monster. If the cultural relics sales group knows that this kid has this function, he must be kidnapped.
"How is it? Is it okay?" Mo Xiaoyu asked Lang Jianbai who was looking at the painting while holding a wine glass.
In fact, he also confirmed a problem, that is, his ability comes from this wine glass, there is no doubt about it, and this is the third time he drinks from this wine glass, and every time he drinks more, his ability to imitate will increase. First floor, I really don't know what the final result will be if this continues.
But he has no time to think about it now, he just wants to stay here for a while, use this wine glass a few more times, to make himself stronger, and stronger. As for the consequences, the young Mo Xiaoyu didn't think so much, Lang Jianbai The bright future depicted for him has deeply attracted him.
"Mo Xiaoyu, the painting you drew is not good, but very good. You are the most aura genius I have ever seen. But, let me tell you, don't let anyone know about your aura. , if you reveal this secret to others, I am afraid that someone will harm you." Lang Jianbai said worriedly.
"Who is it, Ji Kexin?"
"No, many people, of course. This kind of ability is not forbidden forever. You have to be my apprentice first, and I will accept you as a close disciple. After studying for a few years and achieving something, you will be a young artist at that time. Now, when you go out to paint again, no one will suspect that you are a genius, and you can¡¯t let others know about copying authentic works of famous masters until you die, do you understand? This is good for you, remember my words.¡± Lang Jianbai said earnestly.
Mo Xiaoyu looked at Lang Jianbai. Although it sounded like it was for his own good, what Mo Xiaoyu didn't expect was that Lang Jianbai wanted to take Mo Xiaoyu's ability as his own, relying on his own ability in painting and calligraphy. After so many years in the circle, coupled with Mo Xiaoyu's super counterfeiting ability, his wealth will double in a few years, because there is no standard price for art.
Mo Xiaoyu nodded, although he didn't know what Lang Jianbai was thinking about, but it still sounded reasonable, so he didn't say anything, but soon, the bottle of Moutai that Lang Jianbai brought was exhausted.
"How can you drink so much, kid? I'm Feitian Moutai. It's more than a thousand bottles. You drink it like water?" Lang Jianbai didn't react much when he saw Mo Xiaoyu's bottle of 53-degree Moutai. , can't help but be surprised that this kid can hold a lot of alcohol.
Mo Xiaoyu also felt very puzzled. Ever since drinking here once, he felt dizzy after two glasses. How could he drink so well this time? He thought that it must have something to do with the wine glasses, but in order to cover up, he said, "I I've been drinking since I was a child, but I don't remember getting drunk."
"Oh, no wonder, the alcohol capacity is good, but the wine here is all good wine, you should drink it sparingly, some wine will be gone after drinking, and you can't buy it if you have money." Lang Jianbai thought to himself, if there is such a drunkard, he really needs to find a lock to lock up his wine.
"I feel bad for a little wine. Since you are going to accept me as an apprentice, yours is not mine, right? Where is the wine? Bring another bottle." Mo Xiaoyu said, and went to the place where Lang Jianbai hid wine to look for wine, but was stopped by Lang Jianbai.
"Okay, okay, let's stop drinking. Since you want to be my apprentice, you can't be too shameful about calligraphy and painting. Although you are a genius in imitation, you still need to know the basics. Tonight is just fine. Come on, Let me popularize calligraphy and painting knowledge for you first"
Mo Xiaoyu sat cross-legged on the floor, listening to Lang Jianbai babbling about the basic knowledge of calligraphy and painting, not to mention, although this old man is not so serious in personal style, he still has a good knowledge of calligraphy and painting , worthy of being a museum?, the level is very high, on this point, the old man is not bragging.
"Chinese calligraphy and painting are one of the three national quintessences of our country. Compared with other cultural relics, calligraphy and painting are works of art, while porcelain, jade, and bronze ware can only be handicrafts, which cannot be compared with calligraphy and painting. So, look at the country. When the leaders receive foreign guests, they always shake hands in front of a huge Chinese painting and take pictures in front of a porcelain bottle. The old family means that a big family with some background must have a few decent calligraphy and paintings in order to be called a big family"
Because of drinking, sitting on the ground still felt a little hot, and Lang Jianbai's rambling words seemed to be a hypnotic. Gradually, Mo Xiaoyu lay crookedly on the ground, letting Lang Jianbai shout, No matter what you call it, it doesn't help.
"I also said that I have never been drunk and have no future" Lang Jianbai muttered.
Lang Jianbai had no choice but to look at Mo Xiaoyu who was lying on the floor and fell into a deep sleep, but he couldn't move him, so he could only take one of his painting clothes from the side and put it on him, and looked at Mo Xiaoyu again. After a while, Mo Xiaoyu copied the painting, then got up and left the basement, went back to his office to rest, and planned to call him again the next morning.
But Mo Xiaoyu didn't sleep until dawn, and woke up in the middle of the night suffocated by urine. After waking up, he found that Lang Jian had left for nothing, leaving himself in the basement, and he couldn't even get out the door. After walking around, I could only pee in a plastic bucket behind the door.
After that, I couldn't fall asleep anymore, so I simply got up and took out the set of wine vessels on the Bogu shelf. Several times, I hurriedly glanced at it, but this time, Lang Jianbai was not here , Mo Xiaoyu was able to take a closer look at this set of wine vessels. What secrets are there? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com