Chapter 863
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"The art of painting everything, with this thing, should be able to achieve a more magical level."
Lin's figure disappears in place.
Wanli mountain and river map?
If you want to shock, it is not enough to rely on the mountains and rivers. What should be added!
In Yushan village, firecrackers roar and laugh incessantly. On his way to the village, Jiang Xiaoye sees Xiaohei sniffing his nose, smelling the delicious food cooked by various families in the village, and turning his head to consider which one to eat.
At present, there is no problem for Xiaohei to eat a hundred dishes. Each animal raised by Jiang Xiaoye is treated better than the other.
The little ash with the dog pen and the bell looks more gentle. Seeing Jiang Xiaoye's eyes turn round, he wags his tail to keep up with him, and jingles.
"Woof!"
Xiaohei suddenly rushed to the village. I didn't know who had what he liked to eat.
"Go
Jiang Xiaoye pats Xiao Hui's big head with a smile.
Xiaohuiding Jiang Xiaoye goes after Xiaohei with the sound of the bell.
The villas are too big and there are many rooms. It's a headache to stick couplets. Peach and ER Niu are playing outside with candy. Li Lan, Chu Shiyuan and grandma are pasting couplets.
Jiang Yunshan is entertaining guests.
"Lin has been fond of drawing since he was a child, but I didn't expect that his talent is so high. He writes and writes couplets every year. However, the couplets used to be written by him look much more neat than now. Now it's the same as grass flying. If you write carefully, you can write better!"
Jiang Yunshan is bragging. Jiang Xiaoye, who has already returned, has no idea when he likes painting. This hobby is only available after he went to university. As for writing, he is forced to write couplets every year. Who would like to write couplets?
"From whom did you learn Chinese characters?"
Master Mei wanted to know who was able to teach such a disciple. He knew all the masters of calligraphy, but he was not so good at it?
Teaching such a disciple has not long been boasted by the whole calligraphy circle?
It's something older people like to brag about.
"Who did you learn from?" Jiang Yunshan thought for a moment and said, "I don't know. Didn't I learn brush writing in primary school? When I was in college, I didn't hear about him studying. I only knew that he had studied painting for a period of time. All the calligraphy and calligraphy were made by myself. By the way, Mr. Mei, what do you think of my son? "
Jiang Yunshan picked up a word of blessing and asked Mr. Mei.
"Good words, of course! In primary school? Thinking about it? How could that be possible? " No calligraphy teacher?
How can calligraphy be here?
"I drew this word by drawing. I suddenly learned it. I didn't learn it very much. It should be the reason why I learned ink painting with me. Let's go out and paint. This painting can't be put in this room."
Jiang Xiaoye comes with the golden thatched paper and hands it to President Qian.
Chairman Qian felt his hands heavy, and at the same time found this thing warm. He was surprised and said, "what is this?"
"Golden thatch paper, this is a special paper, stronger than cowhide. Let's go out and paint." Jiang Xiaoye motioned to the outside, then went upstairs and came down with some supplies for ink painting.
"Master Jiang, we have the best ink brush and inkstone on the car. We will prepare it for you!"
Bai Xingchen went out immediately.
"Good!" Jiang Xiaoye puts down his own things.
Ye Feng is rubbing the golden thatched paper with Chairman Qian. He has no idea what this is.
"Golden thatched paper? Stronger than cowhide? "
"It's a little heavy, it's a little long!"
It's a little long. After I went out, I directly chose to stick it on the wall. My yard was large, and half of the wall was almost covered.
"Is this painting? This 12 meter painting? Is that too much exaggeration? " The whole golden thatch paper unfolded, which surprised everyone.
President Qian looks at Jiang Xiaoye and says, "Mr. Jiang, have you doubled your size?"
Is this too big?
"It's too small, and the momentum is not enough. Is ink painting?" The splashing ink of Mountain God is the most thoroughly understood by Jiang Xiaoye. Since he broke the shackles and entered the cage, he has become more proficient in the art of painting all things.
"Yes, ink painting, master Jiang, how long can you finish it? At the latest, we have to get back by noon tomorrow
Bai Xingchen originally thought that Jiang Xiaoye would draw a smaller one. Who knows that people have doubled the previous ones directly!
"Now it's two o'clock and before five o'clock. It's estimated to take two and a half hours. After all, it's a bit big."
Jiang Xiaoye brushes his hand over the golden thatched paper. The paper immediately sticks tightly to the flat wall. For a moment, it seems to be adsorbed on it.
"Two and a half hours?"
"Two and a half?"
"This..."
No one cares about the magic of the golden grass paper, but is frightened by Jiang Xiaoye's words and finishes painting in two and a half hours?"Two hours is enough for landscape painting alone, but it doesn't add anything, and it doesn't have much impact."
Jiang Xiaoye looks at the ink pens and is ready to start.
There are many painting techniques in Chinese ink painting. Jiang Xiaoye holds up a dish of ink.
"Master Jiang, can I record it?"
Qiu Yu asks quickly. You know, when Jiang Xiaoye painted before, he never cared about this. You can toss around and I'll draw mine.
"Yes!" Jiang Xiaoye nods.
"Lin, are you good? Serious painting Even though he knew that his son was good at painting, although he did not understand, Jiang Yunshan felt that it was very difficult for his son to do a shocking thing.
Jiang Yunshan can't help reminding.
"Yes, it's very simple. You should paste couplets immediately."
The art of painting all things is in hand, and Jiang Xiaoye is expanding very much.
"Don't worry!" Jiang Yunshan wants to see his son show his great power. Mr. Mei has come to ask for paintings, and the president of the Huaxia painting and Calligraphy Association. How powerful is his son now?
Here comes Qiu Yu. He's on video.
As soon as Jiang Xiaoye shakes his hand, the ink in the tray immediately flies. At the same time, he waves his hand and splashes ink!
In the middle area, a piece of ink suddenly appears. Strangely, the shapes are like mountains and rivers. Jiang Xiaoye changes the details of the ink quickly!
"How fast
For the first time, when he saw Jiang Xiaoye painting, he could not help being surprised. He had seen so many masters and even great masters painting. How could he have such a speed?
Mountains, cangmu forest, a red sun rising slowly in the central area!
"My son still has this ability?" Li Lan and Chu Poetry Garden are also here. They are stunned to see Jiang Xiaoye painting.
"Is this our son?"
Jiang Yunshan also can't help mumbling, two university dregs, gave birth to a mutation?
Too fast!
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"The art of painting everything, with this thing, should be able to achieve a more magical level."
Lin's figure disappears in place.
Wanli mountain and river map?
If you want to shock, it is not enough to rely on the mountains and rivers. What should be added!
In Yushan village, firecrackers roar and laugh incessantly. On his way to the village, Jiang Xiaoye sees Xiaohei sniffing his nose, smelling the delicious food cooked by various families in the village, and turning his head to consider which one to eat.
At present, there is no problem for Xiaohei to eat a hundred dishes. Each animal raised by Jiang Xiaoye is treated better than the other.
The little ash with the dog pen and the bell looks more gentle. Seeing Jiang Xiaoye's eyes turn round, he wags his tail to keep up with him, and jingles.
"Woof!"
Xiaohei suddenly rushed to the village. I didn't know who had what he liked to eat.
"Go
Jiang Xiaoye pats Xiao Hui's big head with a smile.
Xiaohuiding Jiang Xiaoye goes after Xiaohei with the sound of the bell.
The villas are too big and there are many rooms. It's a headache to stick couplets. Peach and ER Niu are playing outside with candy. Li Lan, Chu Shiyuan and grandma are pasting couplets.
Jiang Yunshan is entertaining guests.
"Lin has been fond of drawing since he was a child, but I didn't expect that his talent is so high. He writes and writes couplets every year. However, the couplets used to be written by him look much more neat than now. Now it's the same as grass flying. If you write carefully, you can write better!"
Jiang Yunshan is bragging. Jiang Xiaoye, who has already returned, has no idea when he likes painting. This hobby is only available after he went to university. As for writing, he is forced to write couplets every year. Who would like to write couplets?
"From whom did you learn Chinese characters?"
Master Mei wanted to know who was able to teach such a disciple. He knew all the masters of calligraphy, but he was not so good at it?
Teaching such a disciple has not long been boasted by the whole calligraphy circle?
It's something older people like to brag about.
"Who did you learn from?" Jiang Yunshan thought for a moment and said, "I don't know. Didn't I learn brush writing in primary school? When I was in college, I didn't hear about him studying. I only knew that he had studied painting for a period of time. All the calligraphy and calligraphy were made by myself. By the way, Mr. Mei, what do you think of my son? "
Jiang Yunshan picked up a word of blessing and asked Mr. Mei.
"Good words, of course! In primary school? Thinking about it? How could that be possible? " No calligraphy teacher?
How can calligraphy be here?
"I drew this word by drawing. I suddenly learned it. I didn't learn it very much. It should be the reason why I learned ink painting with me. Let's go out and paint. This painting can't be put in this room."
Jiang Xiaoye comes with the golden thatched paper and hands it to President Qian.
Chairman Qian felt his hands heavy, and at the same time found this thing warm. He was surprised and said, "what is this?"
"Golden thatch paper, this is a special paper, stronger than cowhide. Let's go out and paint." Jiang Xiaoye motioned to the outside, then went upstairs and came down with some supplies for ink painting.
"Master Jiang, we have the best ink brush and inkstone on the car. We will prepare it for you!"
Bai Xingchen went out immediately.
"Good!" Jiang Xiaoye puts down his own things.
Ye Feng is rubbing the golden thatched paper with Chairman Qian. He has no idea what this is.
"Golden thatched paper? Stronger than cowhide? "
"It's a little heavy, it's a little long!"
It's a little long. After I went out, I directly chose to stick it on the wall. My yard was large, and half of the wall was almost covered.
"Is this painting? This 12 meter painting? Is that too much exaggeration? " The whole golden thatch paper unfolded, which surprised everyone.
President Qian looks at Jiang Xiaoye and says, "Mr. Jiang, have you doubled your size?"
Is this too big?
"It's too small, and the momentum is not enough. Is ink painting?" The splashing ink of Mountain God is the most thoroughly understood by Jiang Xiaoye. Since he broke the shackles and entered the cage, he has become more proficient in the art of painting all things.
"Yes, ink painting, master Jiang, how long can you finish it? At the latest, we have to get back by noon tomorrow
Bai Xingchen originally thought that Jiang Xiaoye would draw a smaller one. Who knows that people have doubled the previous ones directly!
"Now it's two o'clock and before five o'clock. It's estimated to take two and a half hours. After all, it's a bit big."
Jiang Xiaoye brushes his hand over the golden thatched paper. The paper immediately sticks tightly to the flat wall. For a moment, it seems to be adsorbed on it.
"Two and a half hours?"
"Two and a half?"
"This..."
No one cares about the magic of the golden grass paper, but is frightened by Jiang Xiaoye's words and finishes painting in two and a half hours?"Two hours is enough for landscape painting alone, but it doesn't add anything, and it doesn't have much impact."
Jiang Xiaoye looks at the ink pens and is ready to start.
There are many painting techniques in Chinese ink painting. Jiang Xiaoye holds up a dish of ink.
"Master Jiang, can I record it?"
Qiu Yu asks quickly. You know, when Jiang Xiaoye painted before, he never cared about this. You can toss around and I'll draw mine.
"Yes!" Jiang Xiaoye nods.
"Lin, are you good? Serious painting Even though he knew that his son was good at painting, although he did not understand, Jiang Yunshan felt that it was very difficult for his son to do a shocking thing.
Jiang Yunshan can't help reminding.
"Yes, it's very simple. You should paste couplets immediately."
The art of painting all things is in hand, and Jiang Xiaoye is expanding very much.
"Don't worry!" Jiang Yunshan wants to see his son show his great power. Mr. Mei has come to ask for paintings, and the president of the Huaxia painting and Calligraphy Association. How powerful is his son now?
Here comes Qiu Yu. He's on video.
As soon as Jiang Xiaoye shakes his hand, the ink in the tray immediately flies. At the same time, he waves his hand and splashes ink!
In the middle area, a piece of ink suddenly appears. Strangely, the shapes are like mountains and rivers. Jiang Xiaoye changes the details of the ink quickly!
"How fast
For the first time, when he saw Jiang Xiaoye painting, he could not help being surprised. He had seen so many masters and even great masters painting. How could he have such a speed?
Mountains, cangmu forest, a red sun rising slowly in the central area!
"My son still has this ability?" Li Lan and Chu Poetry Garden are also here. They are stunned to see Jiang Xiaoye painting.
"Is this our son?"
Jiang Yunshan also can't help mumbling, two university dregs, gave birth to a mutation?
Too fast!
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"The art of painting everything, with this thing, should be able to achieve a more magical level." Lin's figure disappears in place. Wanli mountain and river map? If you want to shock, it is not enough to rely on the mountains and rivers. What should be added! In Yushan village, firecrackers roar and laugh incessantly. On his way to the village, Jiang Xiaoye sees Xiaohei sniffing his nose, smelling the delicious food cooked by various families in the village, and turning his head to consider which one to eat. At present, there is no problem for Xiaohei to eat a hundred dishes. Each animal raised by Jiang Xiaoye is treated better than the other. The little ash with the dog pen and the bell looks more gentle. Seeing Jiang Xiaoye's eyes turn round, he wags his tail to keep up with him, and jingles. "Woof!" Xiaohei suddenly rushed to the village. I didn't know who had what he liked to eat. "Go Jiang Xiaoye pats Xiao Hui's big head with a smile. Xiaohuiding Jiang Xiaoye goes after Xiaohei with the sound of the bell. The villas are too big and there are many rooms. It's a headache to stick couplets. Peach and ER Niu are playing outside with candy. Li Lan, Chu Shiyuan and grandma are pasting couplets. Jiang Yunshan is entertaining guests. "Lin has been fond of drawing since he was a child, but I didn't expect that his talent is so high. He writes and writes couplets every year. However, the couplets used to be written by him look much more neat than now. Now it's the same as grass flying. If you write carefully, you can write better!" Jiang Yunshan is bragging. Jiang Xiaoye, who has already returned, has no idea when he likes painting. This hobby is only available after he went to university. As for writing, he is forced to write couplets every year. Who would like to write couplets? "From whom did you learn Chinese characters?" Master Mei wanted to know who was able to teach such a disciple. He knew all the masters of calligraphy, but he was not so good at it? Teaching such a disciple has not long been boasted by the whole calligraphy circle? It's something older people like to brag about. "Who did you learn from?" Jiang Yunshan thought for a moment and said, "I don't know. Didn't I learn brush writing in primary school? When I was in college, I didn't hear about him studying. I only knew that he had studied painting for a period of time. All the calligraphy and calligraphy were made by myself. By the way, Mr. Mei, what do you think of my son? " Jiang Yunshan picked up a word of blessing and asked Mr. Mei. "Good words, of course! In primary school? Thinking about it? How could that be possible? " No calligraphy teacher? How can calligraphy be here? "I drew this word by drawing. I suddenly learned it. I didn't learn it very much. It should be the reason why I learned ink painting with me. Let's go out and paint. This painting can't be put in this room." Jiang Xiaoye comes with the golden thatched paper and hands it to President Qian. Chairman Qian felt his hands heavy, and at the same time found this thing warm. He was surprised and said, "what is this?" "Golden thatch paper, this is a special paper, stronger than cowhide. Let's go out and paint." Jiang Xiaoye motioned to the outside, then went upstairs and came down with some supplies for ink painting. "Master Jiang, we have the best ink brush and inkstone on the car. We will prepare it for you!" Bai Xingchen went out immediately. "Good!" Jiang Xiaoye puts down his own things. Ye Feng is rubbing the golden thatched paper with Chairman Qian. He has no idea what this is. "Golden thatched paper? Stronger than cowhide? " "It's a little heavy, it's a little long!" It's a little long. After I went out, I directly chose to stick it on the wall. My yard was large, and half of the wall was almost covered. "Is this painting? This 12 meter painting? Is that too much exaggeration? " The whole golden thatch paper unfolded, which surprised everyone. President Qian looks at Jiang Xiaoye and says, "Mr. Jiang, have you doubled your size?" Is this too big? "It's too small, and the momentum is not enough. Is ink painting?" The splashing ink of Mountain God is the most thoroughly understood by Jiang Xiaoye. Since he broke the shackles and entered the cage, he has become more proficient in the art of painting all things. "Yes, ink painting, master Jiang, how long can you finish it? At the latest, we have to get back by noon tomorrow Bai Xingchen originally thought that Jiang Xiaoye would draw a smaller one. Who knows that people have doubled the previous ones directly! "Now it's two o'clock and before five o'clock. It's estimated to take two and a half hours. After all, it's a bit big." Jiang Xiaoye brushes his hand over the golden thatched paper. The paper immediately sticks tightly to the flat wall. For a moment, it seems to be adsorbed on it. "Two and a half hours?" "Two and a half?" "This..." No one cares about the magic of the golden grass paper, but is frightened by Jiang Xiaoye's words and finishes painting in two and a half hours?"Two hours is enough for landscape painting alone, but it doesn't add anything, and it doesn't have much impact." Jiang Xiaoye looks at the ink pens and is ready to start. There are many painting techniques in Chinese ink painting. Jiang Xiaoye holds up a dish of ink. "Master Jiang, can I record it?" Qiu Yu asks quickly. You know, when Jiang Xiaoye painted before, he never cared about this. You can toss around and I'll draw mine. "Yes!" Jiang Xiaoye nods. "Lin, are you good? Serious painting Even though he knew that his son was good at painting, although he did not understand, Jiang Yunshan felt that it was very difficult for his son to do a shocking thing. Jiang Yunshan can't help reminding. "Yes, it's very simple. You should paste couplets immediately." The art of painting all things is in hand, and Jiang Xiaoye is expanding very much. "Don't worry!" Jiang Yunshan wants to see his son show his great power. Mr. Mei has come to ask for paintings, and the president of the Huaxia painting and Calligraphy Association. How powerful is his son now? Here comes Qiu Yu. He's on video. As soon as Jiang Xiaoye shakes his hand, the ink in the tray immediately flies. At the same time, he waves his hand and splashes ink! In the middle area, a piece of ink suddenly appears. Strangely, the shapes are like mountains and rivers. Jiang Xiaoye changes the details of the ink quickly! "How fast For the first time, when he saw Jiang Xiaoye painting, he could not help being surprised. He had seen so many masters and even great masters painting. How could he have such a speed? Mountains, cangmu forest, a red sun rising slowly in the central area! "My son still has this ability?" Li Lan and Chu Poetry Garden are also here. They are stunned to see Jiang Xiaoye painting. "Is this our son?" Jiang Yunshan also can't help mumbling, two university dregs, gave birth to a mutation? Too fast! www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
