This matter, I have the final say

Fang Zheng stretched out his hand in front of Jiang Xiaobai.

"My hands are peeling!"

"It has nothing to do with washing dishes!"

"It's a big deal."

Xu Haodong interrupted.

"Hands are peeling, and dishwashing liquid will hurt them. If there is a small hole in his hand, he can't draw."

"I'm also a painter, Brother Xu, my hands are also very important!"

"Then let your boyfriend baby you."

Jiang Xiaobai was almost full, but after hearing what Fang Zheng said, he picked up the rice bowl and pressed another bowl of rice.

"Eat poor you!"

It was Jiang Xiaobai who washed the dishes today.

Ning Xue was smiling, envious of Jiang Xiaobai and Fang Zheng's friendship.

He is too sharp, and his classmates at the same time are not very good with him, and he is a bit self-important and rarely interacts with his classmates.

Jiang Xiaobai and Fang quarreled, and when they were arguing, they were childish like children, they could quarrel over the last piece of hotpot meat, and even complain about gossip together.Good friend.

It was discovered that Xu Haodong's opponent had a little bit of a sense of being subdued.Xiaobai and Fang Zheng were having fun while Xu Haodong was watching, laughing without making much noise.As soon as Fang Zheng raised his chin, Xu Haodong put the meaty bones into a bowl, gave the meat to Fang Zheng, and he gnawed the bones himself.After peeling the prawns, it is a bowl, and Fang Zheng only eats the few leftovers.

Not to mention those who take paper towels and water.

After the meal, Jiang Xiaobai and Fang Zheng quarreled again over who should wash the dishes.Fang lost.

Fang Zheng gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, watching Jiang Xiaobai laugh arrogantly.

"Xu Haodong, wash the dishes!"

"Hey, you're just ordering Brother Xu! Washing the dishes will kill you!"

Jiang Xiaobai complained about Fang Zheng.

"I can't be tired to death, but I can love him to death!"

Fang Zheng is very proud, I have a boyfriend who spoils me!

Nonsence!

Xiaobai despised him to the utmost.

Xu Haodong smiled and put the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen, and started washing the dishes and doing housework.

"Brother Fang, can I have a look at your paintings, your studio?"

Jiang Xiaobai and Fang Zheng glanced at each other, here we come!

"I'm texting my boyfriend!"

Jiang Xiaobai went to the side and started playing with his mobile phone.Recording mode is on.Xu Haodong secretly gave Jiang Xiaobai a thumbs up.

"Okay, it just so happened that I finished a butterfly with dead leaves a while ago, and the new painting is more than half finished."

Fang Zheng suddenly lowered his voice.

"You two can see it, but keep it a secret. The dead leaf butterfly is my birthday present to him. Don't tell him that I hide it very carefully."

"See, your brother Fang is still a sullen type."

Xiaobai teased, Fang Zheng gave him a look, and went upstairs to the studio.

The painting on the easel is very big, it can be three meters long, the content is very rich, and the colors are very fresh and eye-catching, especially the grass with dewdrops and the little red mushrooms, which are very cute.

There are mountains, waterfalls, birds in the sky, rainbows, fish jumps and sparkling water. Although the sun cannot be seen, there is sunlight shining on the water surface. You can feel the sunshine at a glance. It is an after-rain In the fresh valley, the grass leaves are covered with dewdrops, and on the small mushrooms with water droplets, a butterfly with wet wings is drying its wings on the mushrooms.

Tang Run moved closer to look at the half-finished painting. Fang Zheng paid special attention to the details. To what extent are the details?The patterns on the wings of the butterfly are all clear, and there is a drop of dew hanging on the mushroom canopy, which seems to have not yet fallen. There is a feeling that the dew will fall when you touch the painting.So realistic.This is not a painting, just like this picture is presented in front of your eyes.

"Oh, it's so beautiful. I want to take a photo as a souvenir and post it on the Internet to help you show off! A love gift from the great painter Fang!"

Xiaobai clicked the shot, and the details were captured.

In case this kid imitates and plagiarizes, there are also photos to prove it.

Ning Xue had to admire Fang Zheng's techniques and techniques.

Fang Zheng took out one of the several paintings in the corner, which had already been wrapped, and it said Butterfly with Dead Leaves on the outside.

When Xu Haodong saw that Fang Zheng was packed, he would not move around casually. He was afraid of chaos, and he was also afraid that he would damage it with his own hands. Okay put it aside.

He closed the door, unpacked it, and put it on the easel.

Flying butterflies, not gorgeous butterflies, earthy yellow, brown, each butterfly is different, yellow wings with brown patterns, brown butterflies with leaf texture, or look carefully, you may think it is a piece of leaf , but this is a scene of fluttering butterflies, the butterflies seem to be flying around, cleverly blocking one eye, the right half of the face, only the eyes that have been smiling are leaking, the tall nose is smiling brightly, the collarbone is exposed, and the eyes are exposed. Three or two strong muscles, the mermaid line on the lower abdomen is sexy, the most ingenious, a butterfly flies over the sensitive part, the butterfly's tentacles are black and curved, those who don't know it think the hair on the body is exposed, adding A bit erotic, the cuffs of the jeans were not buttoned up, lying carelessly, smiling recklessly and brightly, showing off a good figure, showing the sex appeal of a man.

Obviously the color is a bit gray and dark, but this smile makes the whole painting feel less depressing, on the contrary, it makes people laugh together uncontrollably.

The skin is slightly shiny by the sun, and the light brown healthy complexion is in harmony with these butterflies.

Even if you can't see the whole face of this man clearly, you can know how handsome this man is from the exposed part.What a good figure, how happy I was at that time.

"gorgeous!"

The decorated butterflies are also very beautiful. If you count the butterflies above, there are more than a hundred of them, big and small.

Ning Xue knew why Fang Zheng was called the leading figure among the new generation of painters. His paintings, his colors, and his composition were all top-notch.

This is a really talented person.

The appeal is very strong, as soon as you see this painting, you can make people laugh and forget your troubles.

Relax and laugh.

Fang Zheng is really a master-level painter, with good technique, good painting skills, good rendering, and emotion.

At first glance, it is stunning, but it is admirable to observe carefully.

"This painting took me a lot of time. It took me a long time to mix these paints. There are 99 butterflies here, and I changed ten colors. I drew one on paper and thought the color was good. I was looking at the structure of the picture above and below. , I was still in a hurry when I was adjusting the colors. He was taking care of his mother in the hospital. I wanted to finish the painting before he went home. I didn’t go anywhere for a week, so I just painted this painting. Fortunately, the effect is good.”

Fang Zheng was talking hard but with a smile on his lips. Although he didn't eat or sleep that week, the result was very good. Looking at this painting, Fang Zheng was very satisfied.

Jiang Xiaobai studied closely for over an hour.He kept sending out tsk tsk tsk, awesome praises.

Ning Xue also looked back and forth between the two paintings, amazed.Admiration, envy.

Fang Zheng's teacher is also Ning Xue's teacher. The teacher said that although Fang Zheng did not go to the Academy of Fine Arts, he is a half-way monk, but Fang Zheng has talent, good skills, and special hard work in the later stage. His painters are the best. Patriarchs enjoy the meal.

Having taught so many students, Xiaobai's paintings can draw out the beautiful side, and you can feel the beauty of mountains and rivers in his paintings.Fang Zheng is bolder and full of emotion. His paintings of such a light-hearted person are particularly explosive.

Ning Xuena has been learning painting since he was a child. Although he has not yet graduated, he has been painting for more than ten years. In theory, he should be on par with Fang Zheng, but if we really want to compare, Fang Zheng is much better than them.

During the art exhibition, many teachers and seniors praised Fang Zheng, always thinking that it was a bit exaggerated, but after seeing his words intuitively, they found that they deserved it.

As far as the color of the butterfly is concerned, it seems natural. Let's put it this way, how realistic is it?As if those butterflies could fly out, they all thought they were specimens of butterflies.

If Fang Zheng manages a lot, hypes well, and has strength, he will become a master of the generation.He will have more reputation and status than his elder brother Ning Bo!A status earned with strength.

"Fang Zheng, do you want to draw a shadow here?"

Jiang Xiaobai began to discuss with Fang Zheng.

"The shadow of the Mushroom family, according to your drawing, I will cut it for you to be the same."

According to the mushroom family drawn by Fang Zheng, cut it out on white paper, put it in the sun, and let the sun shine.

"Look, isn't the shadow very cute? Since you have the reflection of the lake, it proves that the sun is good, and mushrooms also have shadows."

Ning Xue leaned back and stopped talking, and started watching Jiang Xiaobai and Fang Zheng.

Dialogue between masters, the minutiae also gain knowledge.

Fang Zheng took out the photo, mixed the paint for the shadow, and quickly added a small shadow to the painting, making it even cuter.

Watching and learning, Ning Xue kept silent and kept observing, the more he watched, the more he admired them both.

The two of them can quarrel over a small detail, then experiment, draw on paper, try to convince each other, or be persuaded by the other.

Strive for perfection and make the painting more perfect.

Just this spirit and attitude is enough for the younger generation to learn from.

Admiration, I really admire it from the bottom of my heart.

After Jiang Xiaobai's foodie stomach defeated academics again, when his stomach was growling with hunger, he didn't discuss anything.Fang Zheng even suspected that he ate more than anyone else for the lunch that he gave to others, but he was hungry faster than anyone else.

Very disgusting.

"Forget it, please drink milk tea."

"I want to eat small biscuits, your small biscuits are delicious."

As he spoke, he pushed Ning Xue out.

"Let's go, I invite you to eat the specialties of Tengyun Town."

This afternoon, I will discuss paintings at home, and I have to relax when I come to Tengyun Town.

After entering the teahouse, I saw Xu Haodong coming around from behind, holding a large brass kettle, filling the thermos bottle with water, some guests called for a pot of rock sugar chrysanthemum tea, Xu Haodong called for a handful of chrysanthemums , put some rock sugar, brew a pot, and bring it over.

Ning Xue couldn't accept it anymore, is Xu Haodong just a waiter?

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