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"Wait a minute, I'll sign it."
As Lin Xian said, he picked up a pencil and wrote a line in the blank space at the bottom left corner of the drawing paper.
"Writing at the Zijin Heart Pavilion, as a gift to his girlfriend Zhang Mengyao, happy birthday. October 18, 2015, Lin Xian"
Expert-level hard pen calligraphy, his handwriting is elegant and free.
When he saw the words "Gift to Girlfriend Zhang Mengyao", Zhang Mengyao blushed slightly, and there was a tingle in his eyes.
After admiring the painting again, she suddenly said, "Lin Xian, let's go back!"
"Now?"
Lin Xian raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion, "Aren't you climbing the mountain?"
"Stop climbing, I want to go back and mount this picture." Zhang Mengyao said sternly.
This painting is a birthday gift that Lin Xian personally painted to her, and it is so well painted, no matter the actual value or the commemorative significance, it is necessary to frame it.
Zhang Mengyao even felt that this painting could be left to her next generation as a family heirloom.
Lin Xian reminded: "Then you have to wait a while. The paint on the painting hasn't dried up just now."
"Okay!"
Zhang Mengyao nodded, sat down beside him, and said with curiosity: "Lin Xian, I didn't expect you to paint so well, why haven't you heard of it before?"
"Maybe I'm relatively low-key, just like you didn't know I could play guitar before." Lin Xian chuckled lightly.
Zhang Mengyao thought for a while and found it reasonable.
In her impression, Lin Xian was indeed very low-key. He used to be quiet and quiet when he was in high school.
If he hadn't come into contact with him through Yan Xiaoman, he would never have discovered that he was so interesting and so talented.
Thinking of Yan Xiaoman, Zhang Mengyao suddenly said coquettishly: "Lin Xian, can you not paint other girls in the future... You can paint, but you can't paint so well."
After that, Zhang Mengyao was a little guilty.
She felt that her request was somewhat nonchalant, after all, Yan Xiaoman was Lin Xian's true girlfriend.
But the thought of Lin Xian helping other girls draw such a good picture can't help but feel uncomfortable.
Lin Xian scratched her cute and straight nose, shook her head and laughed, "What do you think? Do you think you can draw this kind of painting casually?"
"To be honest, this painting is probably the pinnacle of my life, let alone surpassing this painting in the future, it is very difficult to create works of the same level."
This is true.
Anyone in any field has his own pinnacle work.
For example, Leonardo da Vinci, there are many outstanding paintings in his life, such as the Last Supper of Man, "Our Lady of the Rocks" and so on.
But the real pinnacle work is only "Mona Lisa's Smile".
Da Vinci himself once said that after creating "Smile of the Mona Lisa", he knew that he would never be able to paint a work that surpassed this painting in the future.
Another example is Van Gogh. There are countless excellent works, but the only thing that satisfies him is "Sunflower".
Now, Lin Xian also feels this way.
Why do you feel this way?
Sorry, this is the intuition of the master.
Incomprehensible, it can only mean that you have not reached that level.
Hearing what he said, Zhang Mengyao suddenly smiled triumphantly, and she couldn't be happier in her heart.
Hmph, Princess Yan, I won this time!
This painting not only has the level of world famous paintings, but the most important thing is that the person in this painting is herself. Moreover, it was painted by a loved one.
This is a painting exclusively for her, unique.
Thinking of this, Zhang Mengyao's happiness was almost overflowing.
"Lin Xian, you are so kind!"
Zhang Mengyao leaned her head on his shoulder, her voice was like a coquettish cat.
Upon seeing this, Lin Xian grabbed her waist and whispered in her ear: "I'm so kind to you, do you have any rewards?"
Zhang Mengyao bit her lip. It was rare that she didn't bite him. Instead, she pecked him on the face, and then said with a faint mosquito: "It's a big deal at night..."
Damn it!
Lin Xian raised his brows, his eyes filled with surprise.
It's rare for Zhang Mengyao to take the initiative to give benefits to herself, it's not easy!
It seems that she is extremely satisfied with this painting.
Chapter 3 Wenfangzhai!
The two were tired and crooked in the small pavilion for a while. After all the paint on the drawing paper was air-dried, Lin Xian reached out and took the drawing paper off and rolled it into a scroll.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Mengyao blamed: "Lin Xian, do you act lightly!"
Lin Xian couldn't laugh or cry: "The quality of this drawing paper is quite good, it's not that easy to break."
"Forget it, let me get it!"
Zhang Mengyao was not relieved, and took the scroll gently, looking cautiously, as if holding a peerless treasure.
But think about it, for Zhang Mengyao, this painting is a unique treasure that belongs to her.
If it is damaged, this girl will be sad for a long time.
Holding the picture scroll in her arms, Zhang Mengyao eagerly said: "Lin Xian, let's hurry up and mount it!"
"Okay!
Seeing that she was so interested, Lin Xian put away the painting tools and drawing board.
With the picture bag on their backs, the two left the small pavilion and walked towards the foot of the mountain.
Going down is always faster than going up, and it's easier.
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"Wait a minute, I'll sign it."
As Lin Xian said, he picked up a pencil and wrote a line in the blank space at the bottom left corner of the drawing paper.
"Writing at the Zijin Heart Pavilion, as a gift to his girlfriend Zhang Mengyao, happy birthday. October 18, 2015, Lin Xian"
Expert-level hard pen calligraphy, his handwriting is elegant and free.
When he saw the words "Gift to Girlfriend Zhang Mengyao", Zhang Mengyao blushed slightly, and there was a tingle in his eyes.
After admiring the painting again, she suddenly said, "Lin Xian, let's go back!"
"Now?"
Lin Xian raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion, "Aren't you climbing the mountain?"
"Stop climbing, I want to go back and mount this picture." Zhang Mengyao said sternly.
This painting is a birthday gift that Lin Xian personally painted to her, and it is so well painted, no matter the actual value or the commemorative significance, it is necessary to frame it.
Zhang Mengyao even felt that this painting could be left to her next generation as a family heirloom.
Lin Xian reminded: "Then you have to wait a while. The paint on the painting hasn't dried up just now."
"Okay!"
Zhang Mengyao nodded, sat down beside him, and said with curiosity: "Lin Xian, I didn't expect you to paint so well, why haven't you heard of it before?"
"Maybe I'm relatively low-key, just like you didn't know I could play guitar before." Lin Xian chuckled lightly.
Zhang Mengyao thought for a while and found it reasonable.
In her impression, Lin Xian was indeed very low-key. He used to be quiet and quiet when he was in high school.
If he hadn't come into contact with him through Yan Xiaoman, he would never have discovered that he was so interesting and so talented.
Thinking of Yan Xiaoman, Zhang Mengyao suddenly said coquettishly: "Lin Xian, can you not paint other girls in the future... You can paint, but you can't paint so well."
After that, Zhang Mengyao was a little guilty.
She felt that her request was somewhat nonchalant, after all, Yan Xiaoman was Lin Xian's true girlfriend.
But the thought of Lin Xian helping other girls draw such a good picture can't help but feel uncomfortable.
Lin Xian scratched her cute and straight nose, shook her head and laughed, "What do you think? Do you think you can draw this kind of painting casually?"
"To be honest, this painting is probably the pinnacle of my life, let alone surpassing this painting in the future, it is very difficult to create works of the same level."
This is true.
Anyone in any field has his own pinnacle work.
For example, Leonardo da Vinci, there are many outstanding paintings in his life, such as the Last Supper of Man, "Our Lady of the Rocks" and so on.
But the real pinnacle work is only "Mona Lisa's Smile".
Da Vinci himself once said that after creating "Smile of the Mona Lisa", he knew that he would never be able to paint a work that surpassed this painting in the future.
Another example is Van Gogh. There are countless excellent works, but the only thing that satisfies him is "Sunflower".
Now, Lin Xian also feels this way.
Why do you feel this way?
Sorry, this is the intuition of the master.
Incomprehensible, it can only mean that you have not reached that level.
Hearing what he said, Zhang Mengyao suddenly smiled triumphantly, and she couldn't be happier in her heart.
Hmph, Princess Yan, I won this time!
This painting not only has the level of world famous paintings, but the most important thing is that the person in this painting is herself. Moreover, it was painted by a loved one.
This is a painting exclusively for her, unique.
Thinking of this, Zhang Mengyao's happiness was almost overflowing.
"Lin Xian, you are so kind!"
Zhang Mengyao leaned her head on his shoulder, her voice was like a coquettish cat.
Upon seeing this, Lin Xian grabbed her waist and whispered in her ear: "I'm so kind to you, do you have any rewards?"
Zhang Mengyao bit her lip. It was rare that she didn't bite him. Instead, she pecked him on the face, and then said with a faint mosquito: "It's a big deal at night..."
Damn it!
Lin Xian raised his brows, his eyes filled with surprise.
It's rare for Zhang Mengyao to take the initiative to give benefits to herself, it's not easy!
It seems that she is extremely satisfied with this painting.
Chapter 3 Wenfangzhai!
The two were tired and crooked in the small pavilion for a while. After all the paint on the drawing paper was air-dried, Lin Xian reached out and took the drawing paper off and rolled it into a scroll.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Mengyao blamed: "Lin Xian, do you act lightly!"
Lin Xian couldn't laugh or cry: "The quality of this drawing paper is quite good, it's not that easy to break."
"Forget it, let me get it!"
Zhang Mengyao was not relieved, and took the scroll gently, looking cautiously, as if holding a peerless treasure.
But think about it, for Zhang Mengyao, this painting is a unique treasure that belongs to her.
If it is damaged, this girl will be sad for a long time.
Holding the picture scroll in her arms, Zhang Mengyao eagerly said: "Lin Xian, let's hurry up and mount it!"
"Okay!
Seeing that she was so interested, Lin Xian put away the painting tools and drawing board.
With the picture bag on their backs, the two left the small pavilion and walked towards the foot of the mountain.
Going down is always faster than going up, and it's easier.
"Wait a minute, I'll sign it."As Lin Xian said, he picked up a pencil and wrote a line in the blank space at the bottom left corner of the drawing paper."Writing at the Zijin Heart Pavilion, as a gift to his girlfriend Zhang Mengyao, happy birthday. October 18, 2015, Lin Xian"Expert-level hard pen calligraphy, his handwriting is elegant and free.When he saw the words "Gift to Girlfriend Zhang Mengyao", Zhang Mengyao blushed slightly, and there was a tingle in his eyes.After admiring the painting again, she suddenly said, "Lin Xian, let's go back!""Now?"Lin Xian raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion, "Aren't you climbing the mountain?""Stop climbing, I want to go back and mount this picture." Zhang Mengyao said sternly.This painting is a birthday gift that Lin Xian personally painted to her, and it is so well painted, no matter the actual value or the commemorative significance, it is necessary to frame it.Zhang Mengyao even felt that this painting could be left to her next generation as a family heirloom.Lin Xian reminded: "Then you have to wait a while. The paint on the painting hasn't dried up just now.""Okay!"Zhang Mengyao nodded, sat down beside him, and said with curiosity: "Lin Xian, I didn't expect you to paint so well, why haven't you heard of it before?""Maybe I'm relatively low-key, just like you didn't know I could play guitar before." Lin Xian chuckled lightly.Zhang Mengyao thought for a while and found it reasonable.In her impression, Lin Xian was indeed very low-key. He used to be quiet and quiet when he was in high school.If he hadn't come into contact with him through Yan Xiaoman, he would never have discovered that he was so interesting and so talented.Thinking of Yan Xiaoman, Zhang Mengyao suddenly said coquettishly: "Lin Xian, can you not paint other girls in the future... You can paint, but you can't paint so well."After that, Zhang Mengyao was a little guilty.She felt that her request was somewhat nonchalant, after all, Yan Xiaoman was Lin Xian's true girlfriend.But the thought of Lin Xian helping other girls draw such a good picture can't help but feel uncomfortable.Lin Xian scratched her cute and straight nose, shook her head and laughed, "What do you think? Do you think you can draw this kind of painting casually?""To be honest, this painting is probably the pinnacle of my life, let alone surpassing this painting in the future, it is very difficult to create works of the same level."This is true.Anyone in any field has his own pinnacle work.For example, Leonardo da Vinci, there are many outstanding paintings in his life, such as the Last Supper of Man, "Our Lady of the Rocks" and so on.But the real pinnacle work is only "Mona Lisa's Smile".Da Vinci himself once said that after creating "Smile of the Mona Lisa", he knew that he would never be able to paint a work that surpassed this painting in the future.Another example is Van Gogh. There are countless excellent works, but the only thing that satisfies him is "Sunflower".Now, Lin Xian also feels this way.Why do you feel this way?Sorry, this is the intuition of the master.Incomprehensible, it can only mean that you have not reached that level.Hearing what he said, Zhang Mengyao suddenly smiled triumphantly, and she couldn't be happier in her heart.Hmph, Princess Yan, I won this time!This painting not only has the level of world famous paintings, but the most important thing is that the person in this painting is herself. Moreover, it was painted by a loved one.This is a painting exclusively for her, unique.Thinking of this, Zhang Mengyao's happiness was almost overflowing."Lin Xian, you are so kind!"Zhang Mengyao leaned her head on his shoulder, her voice was like a coquettish cat.Upon seeing this, Lin Xian grabbed her waist and whispered in her ear: "I'm so kind to you, do you have any rewards?"Zhang Mengyao bit her lip. It was rare that she didn't bite him. Instead, she pecked him on the face, and then said with a faint mosquito: "It's a big deal at night..."Damn it!Lin Xian raised his brows, his eyes filled with surprise.It's rare for Zhang Mengyao to take the initiative to give benefits to herself, it's not easy!It seems that she is extremely satisfied with this painting.Chapter 3 Wenfangzhai!The two were tired and crooked in the small pavilion for a while. After all the paint on the drawing paper was air-dried, Lin Xian reached out and took the drawing paper off and rolled it into a scroll.Upon seeing this, Zhang Mengyao blamed: "Lin Xian, do you act lightly!"Lin Xian couldn't laugh or cry: "The quality of this drawing paper is quite good, it's not that easy to break.""Forget it, let me get it!"Zhang Mengyao was not relieved, and took the scroll gently, looking cautiously, as if holding a peerless treasure.But think about it, for Zhang Mengyao, this painting is a unique treasure that belongs to her.If it is damaged, this girl will be sad for a long time.Holding the picture scroll in her arms, Zhang Mengyao eagerly said: "Lin Xian, let's hurry up and mount it!""Okay!Seeing that she was so interested, Lin Xian put away the painting tools and drawing board.With the picture bag on their backs, the two left the small pavilion and walked towards the foot of the mountain.Going down is always faster than going up, and it's easier.
