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Text 102: Painting (Part 1)

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    Wen Wan smiled after hearing this.  Although the two of them had played chess twice, in order to accommodate Yan Qixuan, their performance was average.  As for the paintings and other things, they were never shown, so how did he know?  This guy really worships himself blindly.

    "Come on, I'll watch from the side." Wen Wan asked Yan Qixuan to get off, while she watched and gave instructions.  Yan Qixuan can also play chess, but his chess skills are average. After all, as the crown prince, it is impossible for the future Prince Chun to not be proficient in chess skills.  No matter how stinky it is, you still know a thing or two.

    At first, Wen Wan just watched and said nothing.  Yue Chankai followed Yan Qixuan for less than a quarter of an hour, and Yan Qixuan looked defeated. As long as he had two more hits, he would lose.  Yuechan had a winner's smile on her face.

    "Fu Xi, if you don't take action, you will lose." Yan Qixuan saw Wen Wan smiling and muttering to the side, and Wen Wan began to take action to save the situation.

    But Wen Wan did not take action directly, she just pointed at Yan Qixuan from the side.  Every time Yan Qixuan put a piece down, she would explain it next to him.  Not much to say, just a few words, but very classic.  With just a few moves, an obviously decadent chess game was brought back to life. Even if you are not a master, you cannot do it.  After a dozen steps, Yuechan began to sweat on her forehead.

    Soon, Yuechan was completely defeated.

    From the beginning of giving advice to winning, Wen Wan took less than a quarter of an hour, plus Yan Qixuan's half-quarter of an hour, it was less than a quarter of an hour.  Yan Qixuan was very happy with such a result. He believed that Wen Wan was indeed right.  Fuxi is indeed, very powerful.

    "Young Master is indeed a great talent, and he is indeed a famous talent in the south of the Yangtze River." Yue Chan looked a little pale, but she still stood up and bowed deeply towards Wen Wan to show her respect.  Now she finally understood where Jiang Shouwang's arrogance came from.  People are proud.  It is indeed a proud capital.

    "Haha, Fu Xi really has you. You are talented in literature, martial arts, and can play a good tune. Now you can play chess so well. You are just here to attack me and make me feel ashamed!" Luo Shouxun said.  It sounds pitiful, but there is a proud look on his face.  There was no envy or ridicule, but he was as happy as if he had won the chess game.

    "It's really amazing. I didn't expect Mr. Jiang's chess skills to reach such a superb level. Mr. Fuxi is a great talent. I, Cao Song, admire him. I really admire him." Cao Song also watched with great interest.  In my heart, I was glad that I had the nerve to follow him, it was a worthwhile trip after all.

    "From now on, you must remember that there are people outside the world, there is a sky outside the sky, and the strong will have the strong. Don't be proud and complacent." Yan Qixuan looked at the woman.  He had a very preachy tone.

    The way Wen Wan looked at Yan Qixuan made people unable to help but laugh.

    "Haha. Miss Yuechan, if it's inconvenient, don't jump." Luo Shouxun has always been compassionate.  How could I bear to look at the beauty's pale face.  In that way, it was obvious that he regretted what he had just promised.

    Yuechan shook her head, "What you promised. How can you break your promise! Spring flowers, autumn songs. Prepare musical instruments." She performed a dance for the four teenagers on the spot.  The dancing skills are average, nothing fancy.  The other two teenagers watched with great interest.  Wen Wan didn't think it looked good, so Yan Qixuan followed Wen Wan's lead.

    "Cao Song, I heard from Luo Shouxun that you are good at painting. Since you have such skills, then paint the beautiful scenery of today's trip. You are not good at painting figures. It just so happens that I heard that Miss Yuechan is good at painting.  The two of you will work together to paint the scene of the three of us here today. What do you think?" Wen Wan thought that it would be nice to leave something as a souvenir.

    "Okay." Cao Song immediately asked his servants to prepare paints, pens and ink.

    Wen Wan looked at Cao Song's attitude and nodded secretly.  Three or four times in a row.  He didn't give him a good face, but he still didn't hold a grudge, but instead wanted to make him a friend as usual.  That's a pretty good idea.

    Well, the emperor¡¯s grandfather¡¯s vision.  Not bad.

    Wen Wan looked at Cao Song painting there, and she couldn't wait impatiently.  Walking to the side, Yan Qixuan followed him, holding his hand, and the two of them walked there holding hands.

    Luo Shouxun caught up and said with some disdain: "Fu Xi, to say that you and Cao Song were both young and got their names, so they should be able to cherish each other. Why are you so unwilling to see Cao Song? I'm really surprised. Also,  Other young talents like to associate with people of similar reputation, but you seem to be someone who is far away from you. I really can't see through your temperament.  He also really wants to make friends with you."

    Luo Shouxun is really not used to the gentle look.  Where is this, asking someone to paint, supposedly it should be Corporal Lixian, but why does he sound like he is giving orders?  Fortunately, Cao Song had always heard him say that Fu Xi was aloof and wanted to be his friend.  If it were anyone else, he would have walked away long ago.

    "To be a friend, you have to be able to meet your eyes." Wen Wan?I absolutely don't want to admit that I am afraid that this smart young man will see the flaw that I am mute and have to go home early.  It¡¯s not that she has any objections to this young talented man (she couldn¡¯t speak before, but now she no longer has such scruples. Otherwise, she wouldn¡¯t have let him follow.)

    His reputation as a talented young man is fake, but Cao Song is the real deal, without any moisture in it.  From the inside, Wen Wan actually admires Cao Song.  It's just that there is a layer of worry in it, and I don't want to make friends.

    "Actually, Cao Song is a very good person. He doesn't have the arrogance of ordinary talented people. He is very gentle to others and is an easy person to get along with. You don't know that over the years, his father has made him slack off in fear of his becoming famous as a young man. He is also afraid that he will become famous.  He is very harsh on others, but because of this, he has developed an approachable character. Fu Xi, Cao Song is really good. Otherwise, he would not be generous today.  I begged you to come with me. Fu Xi, for my sake, if you really can¡¯t get along, forget it. There¡¯s so much to say about having multiple friends. Why don¡¯t you give him a chance first?  !" Luo Shouxun tried his best to say good things for Cao Song.  Hope two people can become friends.

    "It can be seen that he is a humble and polite person. Since you recommend him so, I have to take a look to see if he is destined to be friends." Wen Wan also took a step back for her own purpose.

    Luo Shouxun was very happy after hearing this, and even praised Cao Song for his greatness.  I wish Wen Wan could immediately resolve her misunderstanding of Cao Song, and the two would become good friends.

    Wen Wan pretended not to care and asked, "You have said so much. One thing I'm curious about is how could he look at such a beautiful girl like Yue Chan as if he hadn't seen her. At such a young age, he can resist beauty, but not  Simple?"

    After spending the whole day together today, I got a rough idea of ??Cao Song¡¯s temperament.  Being gentle and polite to others comes from within and cannot be faked.  In addition, his talents and knowledge are real, which makes Wen Wan feel good about him.  It seems that there was a reason why the emperor's grandfather fell in love with him and didn't talk to him to death!

    "Exactly, fake Taoism. It must have been when we didn't pay attention that our eyes were straight. How can I not look down on such a thing!" Yan Qixuan did not blush and boasted.  Just now he saw the big guy praising Cao Song, which made him feel very unhappy.

    "It's not just pretending. You don't know this kid. He has red sleeves at home, so I won't talk about his appearance. What's even more rare is that he is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but even worse than Yuechan. Just.  He doesn't like Yuechan. She was once a member of the official family, but unfortunately she was reduced to a slave, but Cao Song pities her very much." Luo Shouxun revealed.

    Only then did Wen Wan understand.  Otherwise, it would be really abnormal.  The little bit of goodwill that had just been derived was lost to who knows where.

    "By the way, Fu Xi, I never told you that Cao Song is good at painting. You listened to others and deliberately used me as a note." Luo Shouxun squinted.

    ??Smiled gently.  Wen Wan has long heard that Cao Song is good at painting.  Celebrities and elegant scholars are all good at elegant things, so they naturally like to associate with him. Many people have asked him for paintings, but they can't get any.  Wen Wan heard that Cao Song's paintings are all of high quality.  His paintings were even praised by the gentle teacher Song Luoyang, who said that he could draw the essence of the painting. It is really rare for people to be praised by the teacher Song Luoyang.  It can be seen that he does have aura and talent.

    It¡¯s just that with Cao Song¡¯s status, it¡¯s impossible to sell paintings.  Except for those occasionally given away, no paintings of his are circulated outside.  Things are rare and expensive in the market. The less they are available, the more people want them.  There was once a painting that was circulated and the price was as high as one thousand taels.  This shows how valuable it is.  For a fourteen-year-old boy, such an achievement is really rare.  So Wen Wan quite agrees with the fact that Cao Song agreed to the painting without any hesitation just now.  I also had a good impression.  If she was really a man, she would definitely make friends with him.

    "The painting is done." Cao Song nodded and brought it over to show Wen Wan.  Wen Wan took it and saw this painting: gentle and rolling mountains, warm and pure vegetation.  From the painting, we can see the aesthetic interest of the empty and bright environment, and the pursuit of exquisite products as light as water.

    "Painting does require talent. Mr. Cao is indeed a great talent, and I can't help but be worthy of him. Mr. Cao, if you keep pursuing this path, you will definitely become a great painter in the future." Wen Wan looked at it.  He was amazed.

    "Mr. Jiang, please give me the painting. I will paint you in it." Yue Chan looked at it and was filled with admiration.  He spoke softly to Wen Wan.

    "No need." Wen Wan waved her hand and put the painting on the drawing board and fixed it.  I looked at the painting very carefully and repeatedly drew strokes on the painting with my hand, without touching it, of course.  After writing for a long time, the people around me didn't even cough when they saw Wen Wan's posture.Down here, it's very quiet.  See what Wenwan is going to do.

    Yuechan was very happy when she heard Wen Wan say that she should collaborate with Cao Song on a painting. When word spread, her face became brighter.  Unexpectedly, such a good thing was taken away by the black boy again.  Those eyes were like knives, poking Wen Wan back and forth, poking countless holes.

    Wen Wan completed the copying in her mind, then picked up the brush and started painting cautiously.  Wen Wan uses a simple drawing method.  I squatted down and sketched it gently, very seriously, more seriously than anything I had done before.  The figures of the four people were drawn vividly under Wen Wan's brush.  After a while, the scene of four teenagers chatting leisurely in the forest was revealed.

    After reading Wen Wan, I always felt that something was missing.  Think carefully.  The group of people around did not dare to take a breath for fear of disturbing Wen Wan's thinking.  (To be continued)
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