Husband Xie An

No matter how well-maintained the flowers are, they will fail in a few days, and it will be different when they are painted on drawing paper.And with Lin Abao's coloring as a guarantee, Xie An was looking forward to the day when this vase of flowers was put on the drawing paper.

Often open undefeated.Just like his pleasing feelings for Xiao Langjun.

Xie An was very happy, and took the things he had prepared earlier and handed them over.Originally, he planned to give Lin Abao a surprise, but he didn't expect the other party to give him a surprise first. Fortunately, it's not too late now. "Before I heard Xiao Langjun talk about the lack of a kind of brush and drawing paper. The brush is similar to Luo Zidai, it does not smudge the lines, and the color can be multi-colored; if the drawing paper does not smudge with ink, it is as white as snow and extremely smooth. I I asked the craftsman to try it, and first made three colors of brushes, and although the paper was not as white as snow, it was still smooth.”

Lin Abao took the things with eyes full of surprise, and opened the wooden box to have a look.The palm-sized wooden box is neatly arranged with small finger-thick wooden strips. The wooden strips are polished into a round shape, with a pen refill in the middle. The pen refill is half the size of a chopstick and comes in three colors: black, brown, and slightly brown.The drawing paper is cut into a size of one foot to one foot five, which is equivalent to the size of two modern A4 papers. Of course, the color is not as beautiful as A4 paper, with a little yellowish color, which is similar to the color of rice paper, but smoother than rice paper.

Seeing him happy, Xie An's eyes were soft, and he motioned for a pen and paper: "Look, it's usable."

Lin Abao has exactly this intention.Take a pen to draw on the paper, the lines are concise and not faded, because the tip of the pen is hard. On smooth paper, the lines can be thick or thin, which is better to control. One pen can be used as several pens. In terms of feel and color, it is still similar to the pencil in the previous life. There are quite a few gaps, but it is feasible to just draw a sketch.

While talking, Lin Abao has habitually sketched an egg.The beautiful curved tip of the egg, the rounder end, and the shadow beside the egg, with a few hasty strokes, are just like the real thing. Xie An couldn't hide his surprise in his eyes, and his heart moved when he saw someone close the brush.The elegant gentleman like jade caresses his sleeves lightly, his brows are clear and handsome, full of the noble demeanor of a family, his eyes are like ink, and when he smiles with his lips slightly pursed, it is as dazzling as gems have been polished.

"I heard what Xiao Langjun said before, this stroke figure painting is the most imaginable. Then Xiao Langjun looks at An Shi's posture, may it be included in the painting?"

The boss is also narcissistic? !

Lin Abao was so hung up that he broke the nib of the pen.Thinking about it in retrospect, it seems to be excusable, right?The so-called bronze mirrors in the Eastern Jin Dynasty are literally light that can tell people. They are completely incomparable with the glass mirrors of later generations, and they are also incomparable with the bronze mirrors of the Tang Dynasty. So the boss is looking at the authenticity of sketches. Extremely high, want to see what you look like?It is well written in the history books that the Eastern Jin Dynasty was a society based on faces, so the famous Mr. Xie couldn't be exempt?

Well, that should be it.Lin Abao nodded secretly, and said, "Drawing is fine, but Abao hasn't drawn a sketch for a long time, and I'm afraid I can't restore one tenth of Uncle Xie's dragon, Zhangfeng posture."

Xie An was overjoyed by the praise, and nodded reservedly: "There is no defense. Just do your best."

"Then Ah Bao will try his best."

When it comes to painting, Lin Abao is not stupid at all. He is very professional. Mr. Xie is a character model. He points to a place with good light by the window and asks him to sit there. Space looks over and adjusts aloud: "It's too tense, relax your body, make your face slightly smaller, and look at a 45-degree angle,"

Xie An raised his eyebrows: "...?"

Lin Abao walked over and pointed to the window: "The sight is here. I want to find the best opening and closing of the eyelids, and the shadow of the face cast by the light. Abao offended." Seeing that people really didn't understand, Lin Abao personally pinched Xie An's jaw with his fingertips and adjusted the angle slightly.

Immediately, Xie An's eyes were so hot that it almost hurt people, Lin Abao instigated withdrew his hand, and even scrambled back to the easel, not daring to lift his eyes and raised his hands: "Uncle Xie, please maintain this posture. Abao is about to start painted."

Xie An narrowed his eyes slightly, dared to moleste but did not dare to look up.very good.Xie An made a silent note in his heart, and put on an elegant expression before Lin Abao raised his eyes.So Lin Abao, who missed the moment just now, didn't know that someone had written a stroke, so he just raised his brush to draw.In the middle of the painting, with the increase of the lines, the appearance was gradually formed under the pen. Lin Abao, who was concentrating on it, paused the tip of the pen and stared at the model by the window in a trance.

"Moshang is like jade, the son is unparalleled in the world"

Xie An, who had been paying attention all the time, drew the corners of his lips imperceptibly, Lin Abao returned to his senses, and continued to draw with reddish ears.Without the step of coloring, the sketching is faster, plus only the upper body is drawn, and most of the clothing, hair, and headwear are completed in just one hour, and only the face is left in the end.It's also the hardest.However, Lin Abao, who was inspired to paint like a spring, simply rushed to draw and outline Xie Anqingjun's facial features.

With straight eyebrows, a straight nose bridge, sharp-edged lips, and a perfect jaw, Lin Abao paused at the tip of his pen, remembering that he had touched it with his hand just now, and suddenly felt his fingertips were slightly hot, and he almost even held the 'pen' Can't live.

"I've been drawing for more than an hour, but Mr. Xiaolang wants to take a break?" Xie An, who noticed the difference, said he was tired, and reminded him aloud.

Lin Abao came back to his senses, shook his head to regain consciousness, and coughed dryly: "No need. It will be fine soon."

Reining in his mind, he began to paint his eyes.With the tip of the pen, Xie An's dark eyes revealed their brilliance bit by bit on the paper, like the finest black gemstones. The light projected by natural light is not the coldness of gemstones, but the finest sheep. Only Zhi Baoyu is gentle and moist.

Such beautiful eyes are rare in the world.It's a pity that due to the limitation of the color of the brush and the original color of the paper, the brilliance that can be displayed is only half of the original.

Finally, two strokes were added, and Lin Abao accepted the strokes to signal Xie An. "alright."

Xie An got up, waited for a while to feel the numbness from kneeling for more than an hour passed, and then came leisurely.Immediately stunned.He has never seen such superb painting skills, it is not an exaggeration to call it a superb workmanship.

"This is me?" Xie An was fascinated by the painting, is this himself in the eyes of others?

Lin Abao stepped aside, embarrassed to say, "Uncle Xie Shi's handsome Abao only shows one-tenth of it, which makes you laugh."

"If this is only one-tenth, is it possible that An Shi is a god?" Xie An looked at Lin Abao, his eyes sparkling, making people afraid to touch, and said softly: "Such superb painting skills have become It is Anshi's honor to be the first person to be drawn into the painting. Mr. Xiaolang's talent is extremely rare in the world, and to be able to meet him, Anshi couldn't help but not know how to express the joy in his heart."

Lin Abao blushed from being praised, and hurriedly waved his hands to signal: "This painting technique is not original to Abao, it's just the wisdom of the ancestors. Uncle Xie, don't say that, Abao is ashamed."

Hearing this, Xie An's brows moved slightly, and the world has never even heard of painting brushes and paper, so where does the theory of painting skills come from?It's just Xiao Langjun's humble words because he is afraid that his reputation will be too much.He is obviously a world-shattering talent, but he is self-effacing and not original. It can be seen that Xiao Langjun's nature is bright and clean, and his temperament is mellow.Thinking of this, Xie An's heart was agitated, he loved the person in front of him more and more, and his eyes became softer and softer.Raising his hand in return, he said, "No matter what, thank you, Mr. Xiaolang, for letting Anshi know himself in the eyes of others. The sage said to reflect on himself, and Anshi will hang this painting in the room and watch it every day."

Lin Abao's eyes widened.Thank you, sir, you are wrong to be so narcissistic!Is your road to being a big boss going to be ruined by narcissism? !

"Xiao Langjun?" Xie An laughed, why did he lose his mind again?Amused, he raised his hand and tapped the tip of Lin Abao's nose. Seeing the person come back to his senses, he smiled lightly and said, "It's getting late. There is probably already a banquet at Youdu's place. Please wait for a while, I'll change clothes and send you off." go home."

"Don't dare to trouble Uncle Xie. I'll just go back by myself." Lin Abao hurriedly raised his hand, taking the opportunity to rub the tip of his itchy nose, thinking that he was sneaking, but Xie An could see clearly because of his height. He secretly smiled, his eyebrows curved, and he could not refuse.

"It'll be fine soon."

It was said to be very fast, but it was changed to a sky blue blouse and a silk belt of the same color at the waist. Lin Abao was still thinking about the meaning of the change. Xie An called a servant to let him know Mrs. Ruan and Xie Xuan gave a sound, and turned their heads to signal Lin Abao: "Let's go. I'll get the things, step carefully."

Lin Abao patted his head and wanted to say that he was not Lin Sansui.He is well-developed, so could he still fail to fall on the ground?But thinking about it, Mr. Xie probably wouldn't believe it. He pouted his lips and planned to follow up with the mentality that more things are worse than less things.But he didn't want to, Xie An urged him at this moment.

"Don't go yet, Mr. Xiao Lang wants to stay overnight?" Xie An said with a joke, God knows he really wants it very much, but it's a pity that it's not yet time.After finishing speaking, he realized that he had slipped his words, and diverted his attention while walking: "I will let the craftsmen modify the brush and paper as appropriate, and strive to meet the standards in Xiao Langjun's mind, but it may take a long time, so we have to wait a little longer."

Lin Abao, who was molested to the point of confusion by the preface, was indeed distracted, and came back to his senses: "This kind of sketching is not professional for Abao, and a better brush would be a waste of the craftsman's effort. So this is good, Don't dare to bother Uncle Xie anymore."

"Just a little time. No defense."

The Xie family is a giant, and has its own long-term dependent craftsmen to meet the various needs of the masters.Xie An's needs are of the most up-to-date kind, and the craftsmen will spare no effort to meet the demands. Of course, it will cost a lot of money, but to Xie An, it is nothing more than a drop in the bucket. ?It was also through this incident that Xie An knew that he had the potential to be a fool.It's not what a gentleman does, but how can there be a real gentleman in the world?In order to please your sweetheart, you don't need such a false name.

Far away.Lin Abao didn't know how much the new paintbrush and paper would cost, but Mrs. Ji, who knew the market price of common things, knew it well, so when Lin Abao told her the benefits of the new brush with excitement, Madam Ji's expression was really hard to describe.

My son is just a fool, why would she even think about letting him get married and support the family?No wonder there are no bones left that have not been gnawed by others!

The author has something to say: Younger brothers Lin Lang and Lin Shuo: It is probably impossible to let the silly brother have a heart.

Xie An: As long as you have Anshi.