The most bullish Taoist temple in history

Chapter 346, where can't draw
The implication of the bird and the swan is very obvious, even elementary school students have heard this allusion.

"The sparrow knows the great ambition, and the little fish wandering in the sea naturally doesn't know what it feels like to be the dragon soaring above the nine heavens." Lai Xinghui said with a face of sincerity: "However, I also sincerely hope that you , can be called a swan, not a sparrow, to be a sparrow is too weak, a man should be ahead, and the sky should be the goal."

Lai Xinghui's sincere speech received a lot of applause, and everyone was infected.

What is called realm, this is called realm, what is called magnanimity, this is called magnanimity.

"This is the real master! I can also see the meaning of this painting." One of the middle-aged painters said with emotion: "This painting seems to be an insurmountable gap between the sparrow and the swan, but it also entrusts Master Lai's own work." I hope, I hope this young chick can become a swan.”

"It seems that the master still has something, can pick it up, can put it down, I am convinced, I am really convinced."

"Using paintings to entrust my own life experience to achieve the purpose of warning young people. In the final analysis, I am an old man. I thought that Master Lai was still as sharp as a young man. I didn't expect that now there is more tenderness. It is precisely This tenderness makes the charm of this painting to a higher level, a higher realm."

Surrounded by voices of admiration, they expressed admiration for Lai Xinghui's realm.

After Li Yu finished watching the painting, he also said with sincere emotion: "This painting is not bad."

Not bad.

Regardless of what the artistic conception of this painting is, Li Yu can feel that the artistic conception of this painting is indeed revealed, and Li Yu can also really feel the meaning contained in this painting.

Listening to Li Yu's painting, Lai Xinghui was slightly taken aback, as if he had misheard something, and asked in doubt.

"You said. My painting. Not bad?"

"Yes, your painting is not bad." Li Yu nodded and said, "This is a painting with soul and thought. Naturally, it deserves a good name. Is there anything wrong?"

Lai Xinghui was upset, and frowned, "My painting you. The evaluation is good? I said, little Taoist priest, did you make a mistake? Do you know what occasion the so-called [good] is used for?"

Yes, it is evaluated with a high-profile attitude.

Why?
The Chinese painting masters present are not qualified to evaluate the painting, so why can you use [good] to describe it?

I can judge you well, so why do you judge me like that?
Li Yu's "High Profile" immediately made the people around him blow up. They can only look up to the paintings with high profile, don't they even despise them?

"What qualifications do you have for a good evaluation."

"That's right, who do you think you are?"

"Courage, courage, it is said that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. It seems that the master's painting did not warn the little Taoist leader. Not only did the chaffinch not know the ambition of the swan, but it even opened its teeth and claws and waved its little claws."

Lai Xinghui laughed angrily at Li Yu's attitude.

"Okay, very good, you said my painting is good, so what do you think about it?"

"Pindao. Not good at one of the paintings." Li Yu paused, and said seriously: "The evaluation of your painting is purely from the heart, and the poor view is good. Naturally, the evaluation is good. If you want to give pointers , it’s not impossible.”

The crowd suddenly exploded.

This trail leader, who knows nothing about the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, wants to give advice to Master Lai Xinghui!

"Could it be that he was beaten to the point of losing his mind, or that he wanted to hype and want to go crazy, and he actually wanted to point out the father-in-law, isn't he afraid of falling into the mouth?" Zhang Shao murmured, but seeing Li Yu's unusually serious expression, But he didn't know how to evaluate it. He knew that Li Yu really wanted to give advice to his father-in-law.

Lai Xinghui didn't know whether he was infected by Li Yu's serious expression, or angry, but he also became serious and said solemnly.

"Oh? You said you pointed me out, tell me how you want to point it out."

Li Yu paused, and said to Li Huan behind him: "Paper, ink, brush and inkstone. Well, there is no need for paper. You should recognize it in my room. You said you were not interested in learning calligraphy before."

"Oh"

Li Huan trotted back to Li Yu's room and took out the so-called Four Treasures of the Study.

Seeing Li Yu's Four Treasures of Study, everyone present laughed out loud, even Lai Xinghui suddenly choked.

"Can't you still draw on the spot? Use drawing to teach the old man?"

"Exactly, Pindao's painting skills are not amazing, and he can't comment on it in words, but it is still possible to use the way of painting." Li Yufeng smiled lightly.

Soon, Li Huan took out the Four Treasures of the Study, saying it was the Four Treasures of the Study, but in fact there was only a brush with many burrs that had not been cleaned, and a box of Hero brand ink that had not been used up for an unknown period of time.

"Interesting, really interesting. I didn't expect that I, Lai Xinghui, would be taught [painting]." Lai Xinghui laughed and said, "Why, there is no rice paper, do I need to borrow it from you?"

Lai Xinghui's words immediately filled the surroundings with joy, and even the bookboys in suits who were in charge of grinding ink with solemn faces couldn't help laughing.

Some people really thought that Li Yu had lost his mind and went insane after being hit, and they were going to call a doctor from the mental hospital to make a diagnosis on the spot.
However, Li Yu picked up his somewhat old writing brush and said with emotion: "It's been a long time since I used a writing brush. The last time I used it was when my mother forced me to learn calligraphy when I was young."

After reminiscing for a while, Li Yu clumsily opened the hero brand ink, and then directly dipped the ink inside with a brush.

Lai Xinghui next to him couldn't help laughing again and said, "You don't need to dip the brush in water before using it, just use it like this?"

Li Yu smiled a little embarrassedly.

"It's been a long time since I've used a brush, so it doesn't matter if I don't use a brush anyway."

"Well, what I meant was to teach you a young man who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth. I didn't expect you to be so interesting." Lai Xinghui shook his head and said, "You don't have rice paper, where is the painting? If you want to teach me a lesson with painting, Anyway, let’s draw the picture, right? There’s not even a picture here, so how can I teach this old man a lesson?”

"Of course there is drawing paper."

"Where are you going to draw?" Lai Xinghui asked with great interest. Now he is no longer angry, and he just took it as a joke: "Frankly speaking, I really want to see your paintings, let's see if you can draw them." Draw something to teach the old man"

The other people around were not angry when they saw Li Yu's performance, they simply classified it as an expression of exasperation, and they smiled and prepared to watch the performance.

After pondering for a moment, Li Yu smiled.

"The world is paper, where can I not draw?"

Bamboo pen touches ink, stars sway——

(End of this chapter)