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Chapter 149 The finishing touch!

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    "Bastard boy, what are you doing!"

    Before Lu Feng could speak, Qin Shu, who was watching from the side, couldn't bear it anymore, stood up abruptly and shouted at Chu Sheng.

    This is Mr. Lu's painting!

    You say it's not as good as garbage!

    Don't destroy it like this!

    Do you know that just such a painting can be auctioned for tens of millions of dollars if it is placed outside casually!

    Can you afford it!

    Chu Sheng and his father who ran above his head gave Qin Shu a caring and foolish look, and then said to Lu Feng: "In this way, this painting can be regarded as turning from rubbish to a half-finished good painting."

    Hearing this, Qin Shu, Huang Xuan and the others were taken aback, and looked down at the picture scroll on the table.

    I saw the original picture of the goshawk on the table, now because of the stained tea, the paper was a little more wrinkled and wet.

    But it is precisely because of this wrinkle and moisture that the charm of this goshawk picture is even more fierce!

    Day, still the same day.

    The land is still the same.

    The goshawk is still the goshawk.

    However, before the tea is sprayed and after the tea is sprayed, the flavors contained in the two scrolls are completely different!

    If it is said that the previous scroll only expressed the arrogance of the goshawk hating the sky, then at this moment, this scroll not only reflects this, but also reflects the vastness of the world.

    The world has become vast, but Goshawk still hates the sky.

    But from the artistic conception, it is higher than before, I don't know how many grades!

    Whether it was Huang Xuan, Qin Shu, or Aunt Zhang standing next to her, their eyes widened.

    They still have a good ability to appreciate calligraphy and painting.

    It is precisely because of his good calligraphy and painting appreciation ability that they were even more shocked when they saw that Chu Sheng spouted tea and improved the charm of the painting so much!

    "Hahaha! Not bad! Not bad!"

    Seeing Chu Sheng explain the mystery of his painting with ease, Master Lu Feng's eyes lit up.

    Looking at Chu Sheng's eyes, there was a lot of approval.

    At the same time, under this look of approval, there was also a shock hidden.

    This method of spraying water into paintings is actually recorded in ancient books, but due to the fault of inheritance, there are not many people in the whole world who know this method.

    Lu Feng only learned it recently, and he has never shown it in front of others.

    Now when this young man came, he saw this mystery, and showed this skill, how could he not be shocked!

    It is too powerful!

    "Chu Xiaoyou, that picture just now is rubbish, how about you take a look at this one?"

    Lu Feng pointed his finger at the scroll on the table again.

    Chu Sheng lowered his eyebrows slightly: "In this painting by Mr. Lu, the sky is high enough, the clouds are light enough, and the goshawks are fierce and domineering enough, but the atmosphere is missing."

    Lu Feng's eyes lit up: "Atmospheric?"

    "how to say?"

    Chu Sheng thought for a while and said: "The goshawk drawn in Lu Lao's heart is definitely not to solve the problem of survival. The goshawk hates the sky and low, and there should be an atmosphere of swallowing mountains and rivers."

    "It must be precisely because of this that Mr. Lu has been slow to fix his eyes."

    "Confidant! Confidant!"

    At this moment, Lu Feng did not retain the expression of interest in Chu Sheng in his eyes, and stared at Chu Sheng with his eyes motionless: "I can't imagine that there are such talents among the younger generation!"

    "That's right, it's because I couldn't find that grand feeling that I haven't put the finishing touch on it for a long time."

    Others don't know, but Lu Feng, as the author, knows that this painting of his is just a copy of a senior's painting of a goshawk.

    It can be said that I have copied this goshawk painting for many times, but I have not done a good job in the finishing touches of all the copied goshawk paintings, so that many scrolls were wasted.

    Today, a teenager not only sees his newly learned painting method, but also points out his hesitation.

    So shocking!

    "Little friend Chu, where is my problem? Can you tell me?"

    Thinking that he might know his shortcomings, Lu Feng lost his attitude of being a national player at the moment, and asked Chu Sheng quickly.

    "Hiss¡ª"

    ? Seeing that the front has always been very powerfulStrictly speaking, Lu Feng, who they both love and hate, would humbly ask a young man in his twenties for advice. Huang Xuan and Qin Shu immediately opened their mouths.

    Especially Huang Xuan, his heart was overwhelmed.

    Could it be that this Chu Sheng could sell hundreds of millions of dollars for a scroll of paintings?

    His calligraphy and painting skills are really better than Mr. Lu?

    Hearing what Lu Lao said, Chu Sheng chuckled: "The painting skills are like mountains, and the connotations are like the sea. Lu Lao's painting skills have reached the peak level, but the connotations are a little bit worse."

    "If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Lu must have never seen a real eagle soaring in the sky, right?"

    Lu Feng was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said, "There was one in my previous family."

    "That's it."

    Chu Sheng smiled and said: "The eagle is kept in captivity, let alone the arrogance of swallowing mountains and rivers, even the arrogance of hating the sky, I am afraid it will be wiped out."

    "A real eagle feels as low as the sky, so naturally it won't yield to anything else!"

    Lu Feng shook his body violently.

    What Chu Sheng said is so true!

    With this sentence, Lu Feng immediately felt as if he had been enlightened, and he was enlightened!

    "ChuLittle friend Chu! Please give me some pointers!"

    Lu Feng felt that his mouth was very dry. After swallowing his saliva, he quickly brought the brush that was not yet dry on the painting table in the distance.

    Give Chu Sheng both hands!

    Seeing this action, Qin Shu was stunned.

    Is this still the elder Lu they respect?

    Is this still the Huaguo ink painting master?

    Actually actually facing a kid with a turtle on his head, holding a pen with both hands, and bowing down to ask for advice?

    He looked at the turtle above Chu Sheng's head with a dazed expression.

    I saw Benbo'er's father showing a fatherly smile to him, and then slowly stretched out one of his front paws

    Running Dad: o(n_n) convex

    Qin Shu: ""

    What the hell, this turtle has become a genius!

    Why does the turtle still give the middle finger up? Hey!

    Can you be more serious!

    Bullying people!

    Seeing Lu Feng like this, Chu Sheng didn't shirk. He directly took the brush from Lu Feng's hand, stood in front of the painting, carried it on his back with one hand, and held the pen in the other.

    Eyes, slowly closed.

    At the moment when Chu Sheng closed his eyes, he didn't know whether it was an illusion or what, whether it was Lu Feng, Huang Xuan, or the annoyed Qin Shu, at this moment, he felt that the momentum of Chu Sheng in front of him seemed to change suddenly.

    He who was originally calm and easy-going suddenly burst out with an astonishing arrogance at this moment!

    A kind of domineering swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, turning hands into clouds and hands into rain!  !

    Lu Feng's breath tightened suddenly: "This is"

    Swish!

    In an instant, Chu Sheng's right hand shook suddenly, and a pair of bright eyes appeared on the goshawk's eyes!

    Not vicious.

    There is only arrogance, only domineering, only contempt for the common people pride!

    "Yo¡ª¡ª"

    At this moment, everyone in the room seemed to have heard the cry of an eagle coming from the picture scroll.

    It penetrates the eardrum and echoes for a long time!

    "The Picture of the Proud Goshawk", success!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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