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Ding Hanbai and Ji Shenyu have been painting in the study all day long, and the rice paper that has collapsed is all over the carpet. If they want to learn from each other, they must distinguish each other.
Almost at the same time, I put down the pen, put the horizontally opened rice paper together, and two paintings with the same theme came to my eyes. Ji Shenyu bit his lip, like suddenly kicking his legs while sleeping, unconscious behavior, but after biting, he felt flustered.
He had no time to compare, and stared intently at the picture of the other party. The fluttering costumes of the characters and the fluttering magpie were all too realistic, the texture was as fine as hair, and the complicated folds were not messy. He thought of Ding Hanbai's painting of ghost patterns, every stroke was meticulous, which attracted applause from the audience.
Ding Hanbai was lazy and arrogant, but his paintings were meticulous, so Ji Shenyu was surprised.
"What do you want to say?" Ding Hanbai also examined the two paintings, "Let me tell you the truth about yours, it's very good to take it out, it's fine with me."
Ji Shenyu already admired the other party's painting skills, so he didn't refute: "How can I make do?"
Ding Hanbai pointed at him casually: "Our painting is not for appreciation, but to lay the foundation for carving, so it must be fine and true. Some painters have said that only very similar can be vivid. Your 'very similar' is not in place. "
Ji Shenyu accepted it humbly: "Are there any other questions?"
Ding Hanbai glanced at him, as if he didn't expect him to be so humble, so he pointed out the question with a softer tone: "Painting pays attention to two points, the layout is well-organized, and the color is appropriate. We only need to look at the layout. Is there a problem with the layout?"
Ji Shenyu looked at it for a moment: "The living things are too concentrated and heavy."
He sat down and repainted, and after he was completely fine, he took a picture with Ding Hanbai. Combining pictures is to complete a picture together, facing a piece of paper, and merging their respective paintings into one, without deviation or difference, so that outsiders cannot see the difference.
The posture was crowded, Ji Shenyu's right arm was against Ding Hanbai's left arm, and when he was about to be unable to use it, Ding Hanbai raised his hand to avoid it, put his arm behind him, and half surrounded him. The two held their breath, and maybe looked at each other when they dipped the ink and changed the pen, but had no other communication.
A silent collaboration ended with sunset, and a whole painting was finally completed.
Ding Hanbai commented: "If you can draw it well, why didn't you draw it more carefully before?"
Ji Shenyu also studied painting hard. He didn't want to be misunderstood for nothing, so he got up and ran to the bedroom, and came back with a booklet. Only Ji Fangxu's stamp was printed on the hard cover, and he said, "This is my master's painting, take a look."
Ding Hanbai is opened, and the landscape and figures inside have their own shapes, the lines are smooth and simple, and the colors are bright, clean and elegant, but it cannot be seen in detail. But every detail has been brought in with a few strokes, the charm is there, but it is not carefully carved, which makes people think that the painter is lazy.
Ding Hanbai shook his head: "No, my family also has Master Ji's picture album, that's not it."
Ding Hanbai rummaged through and found a book of flowers and birds, which was a birthday present given to Ding Yanshou by Ji Fangxu when he was young. When he opened it, he found that the flowers, plants and plants were extremely lifelike, and the birds and birds were all vivid, so fine that it was difficult to imitate.
Ji Shenyu immediately understood that Ji Fangxu became obsessed with antiques later, and her focus gradually shifted. Anyway, there are gains and losses.
One night passed, and Ding Hanbai didn't go to work again. Early in the morning, he took an aluminum water bottle to irrigate the flower garden. Lilac followed his surname, and it was muddy by him. After pouring, I went to the study and waited, preparing to complete the drawing in the morning.
Ji Shenyu came late with a candy in his mouth, and leaned over the table: "Brother, I have a question."
Ding Hanbai wiped the stone with a buckskin handkerchief: "What's the problem?"
Ji Shenyu said: "Aren't we going to compare each other? But a joint sculpture must be synchronized, so how can we compete?"
Ding Hanbai raised his eyes, his eyes were like Ji Shenyu's time when he carved the rich bamboo, and his tone was not kind: "It's fine if you can keep up with me, let's compete? The one who is taller than me is only Ding Yanshou. fart."
Ji Shenyu stood up abruptly, he had already experienced Ding Hanbai's arrogance, but he didn't expect that the other party still looked down on him so much.
The two of them guarded the Furong stone to hook the line. This stone was their favorite that could not be neglected, so they put aside their rivalry first and tried their best to cooperate. Ji Shenyu has already seen the speed of Ding Hanbai's line drawing, and he learned from Ji Fangxu's lazy painting style, which cannot be changed overnight, and gradually falls behind.
He knew that Ding Hanbai was slowing down to wait for him, but if it was just right to slow down by four minutes, Ding Hanbai would only slow down by less than two minutes.
Ji Shenyu's palms were sweating: "Brother, wait for me."
With a smooth stroke of the pen tip, Ding Hanbai didn't slow down at all: "What are you waiting for? You may be rejected, ridiculed, or looked down upon. Why don't you catch up with your teeth, catch up and surpass him, then you can embarrass him, run on him, and overtake him." with him."
Ji?? Trying to praise my wooden bracelets, the red sandalwood is very oily, and the Venus is beautiful Ding Hanbai played with it and said: "Ten red sandalwood and seven fake ones, I think your beads are not good in texture, and they will collapse in two years .¡±
The boss assured: "Impossible, I will never collapse!"
Ding Hanbai also said: "Not collapsing means that the density is low, and high-quality wood has a high density, so your raw material is not good."
The boss was trapped by him, and he was both right and left, and he was about to quarrel. Ji Shenyu hid behind Ding Hanbai, grabbed the corner of Ding Hanbai's clothes and tugged, not wanting to cause trouble.
Who would have thought that Ding Hanbai would obediently spend the money after picking the thorns, and bought all those strings.
They walked around for a long time, without any mistakes from beginning to end, and finally drank soda outside the canteen, with those bracelets spread out on the table. Ji Shenyu picked up one and frowned at the smell: "Fake red sandalwood."
Ding Hanbai agreed: "Indeed."
So what are you buying it for? Ji Shenyu wanted to ask. Before he could ask, Ding Hanbai asked him first: "Wooden, walnut, top-quality twelve-petal diamond bracelets, what do you think of these bracelets?"
Ji Shenyu didn't even think about it: "It's ugly, I don't even wear it if I pay for it."
Ding Hanbai drank the orange juice: "I also think it's ugly, but many stalls sell it, which is more popular than jade skewers. This is the market, and it is the trend that will soon become hot."
This antique market is a microcosm, flooded with fakes, ignorant buyers, more and more people in the circle, but the real and good ones can't find the market. To be flexible is to downgrade, and when it comes to Yupinji, downgrade is fatal.
"Then what should we do?" Ji Shenyu asked this time.
Ding Hanbai replied: "It doesn't matter what to do, it's good like this, high-end or high-end, it doesn't matter if the vulgar changes are made."
They continued to stroll around, but Ji Shenyu was not as excited as before. He faintly felt that Ding Hanbai hadn't finished speaking, in other words, Ding Hanbai couldn't talk to him.
He also vaguely felt that Ding Hanbai was hiding something in his heart, something higher than Yupin Ji.
After strolling around for a while, Ding Hanbai saw that Ji Shenyu was empty-handed, and wanted to show his friendship as a landlord: "Is there anything you like, I'll buy it for you."
Ji Shenyu said consciously: "I'll just take a look, there's nothing I want."
Ding Hanbai misunderstood his meaning: "Are you afraid of choosing fakes?"
At that moment, Ji Shenyu could see his complacency through Ding Hanbai's eyes, and when he looked again, Ding Hanbai exuded the aura of a wealthy man who could do his job with ease. whispered something to him.
"I can distinguish between true and false, and there is absolutely no mistake or omission."
Ji Shenyu was led around, and stopped in front of a booth, still dazed. He was a little dazzled when he saw all kinds of orphans. Ding Hanbai asked him to pick one, and he picked out an enamel brooch.
Ding Hanbai frowned: "You wear it?"
"I'll give it to my aunt to wear." He said.
Ding Hanbai snatched it and put it back: "I'll give it to you, you give it to my aunt, borrow flowers and present Buddha and tell me clearly, do I need to thank you again?"
After he finished speaking, he waved Ji Shenyu's hand away, picked out the defective goods and fakes by himself, and picked up an amber pendant after he confirmed it at a glance. "That's all." He threw the pendant to the other party, paid the money and left.
On the way back, it was about to set at sunset. Ji Shenyu was looking at the pendant in the back seat, holding the rope, raising and lowering his hand to find the best light source. Facing the sunset in the distance, the amber is spinning, fully revealing the beauty formed over thousands of years.
He said: "Thank you, brother."
Ding Hanbai pedaled the bike without saying you're welcome.
Ji Shenyu asked again: "Why did you choose this for me?"
"The color is beautiful." Ding Hanbai answered this time, but did not say the other part - like your eyes. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com