He is from the end of the world

Lu Ciyu's heart didn't fluctuate and he even wanted to laugh.

If Bi Yinshizuo is against him, I'm afraid he can only admit defeat.

To be honest, he really has no creative ability in poetry.A person must dare to admit his shortcomings and weaknesses. If he wants to win, he may have to "learn" some poems that have been handed down to modern times, but he himself cannot pass this test in his heart.

In the end, I didn't expect that the other party proposed to compete in painting...

Isn't this hitting the muzzle of the gun and making a point?

This wave of heads is 666.

Mr. Lu was still expressionless.

The man on the other side thinks very well. Self-taught people are not accompanied by Mr. He doesn’t know what is important and what does not need to be memorized. He is completely walking in the dark by himself. At that time, he can’t even finish memorizing the book and talk about piano. Chess, calligraphy and painting.

Several scholars exchanged glances with each other, and they all felt that they had won.

Blank lanterns have different prices depending on the workmanship. This store really has a complete range of lanterns.To put it bluntly, apart from the standard specifications that cannot be banned in the palace, there are all kinds of folk lanterns here.

On the opposite side, one person chose an octagonal lantern, another person chose a square one, and the man who made the noise took a hand-held flower basket lantern.Lu Ciyu dragged Lin Chi around, and finally took a hexagonal palace lantern.

There is no special reason, Lu and Liu are homophonic.

Palace lanterns are just a general term, and there are dozens of types that can be further subdivided, but they are all called by this name, and all of them at the exhibition have been checked one by one.

He selected the lamp here, and immediately a boy led them to a temporarily moved table, on which pens, inks, papers and inkstones, various paints and water were already prepared.

Lu Ciyu glanced at the table, and couldn't help but praise the store for its careful work and great business.

On a small table, there are seven types of brushes and brushes in different thicknesses; the paint box is very similar to the modern watercolor box, and there are dozens of colors at a glance; There was a wooden box full of small porcelain brush washers...

Can this boss really make money by running a lantern show like this?

Lu Ciyu and Lin Chi fell into deep doubts at the same time.

There is also a common large table between every few small tables, on which are placed various colored papers and tools for pasting lanterns and so on.

Like the blank lantern that Lu Ciyu brought over, the word "blank" only refers to the content of the cover rather than the color.

After all, it is the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month, but white paper is pasted on the surface of the lamp... Looking from a distance, there is a large area of ​​white lamps... He is too happy to open this stall.

Therefore, each side of all the blank lanterns on the booth is very simply fixed with a piece of light-colored red paper.

The paper is clamped by the wooden board inside the lamp. It can be taken out with a little force, and it can be blown away by the strong wind when walking on the street. After the painting is finished, you can choose to glue it on or let the little boy at the stall handle it for you.

Lu Ciyu carefully observed the lamp in his hand. This thing looks very simple. It is actually quite difficult to draw some patterns on it by himself.

The skeleton of the lantern is made of bamboo and wood, and has long been carved with auspicious patterns and dyed.It is said that it is painting, but it actually has elements of design. It is necessary to match the appropriate color and texture according to the existing patterns, etc...

But Mr. Lu is a creative waste.

Lu Ciyu frowned, with a rare embarrassment on his face.

The man next to him happened to see his expression, and his inexplicable self-confidence exploded in an instant.

Lin Yang clenched his fists, both worried and regretful.

Hexagonal lantern, six planes.

Lu Ciyu thought about it carefully for a while, and after confirming the pattern in his mind, he started writing.

He didn't know how the stall owner evaluated the result.

Although he has confidence in his painting skills, he is not sure that he will win, but at least he has worked hard, and he will not regret it when he recalls it in the future, and that is enough.

Lin Chi brought him a few sheets of white paper, and Lu Ciyu dipped the paint on it to adjust the color, and first tried the ink on a piece of white paper.In order to prevent the color from smudging when pasting, the paper for drawing the pattern is specially made, which is much harder than the one they bought in the bookstore.

Although it is thick and heavy, the paper is translucent, and I don't know what material it is made of.

Lu Ciyu scribbled for a long time, and after adjusting the color in his heart to adapt to the touch, he smiled at Lin Chi, and then wrote.

He still painted some flowers and landscapes as before.

Cornflowers were drawn on the first thick paper.

I chose a slightly darker blue, and a large area was densely drawn on the bottom of the thick paper. The white fluffy rabbit stared at the picture with its red eyes nestled in the flowers.

The flower language of cornflower is to meet.

The second piece of paper is also painted with a large area of ​​star grass, and in the distance is a distant mountain sketched with a few strokes.Others couldn't understand it, but Lin Chi recognized the mountain behind their Lu residence at a glance.

The words of Star Grass are to know each other and stay together.

The third piece of paper... Lu Ciyu hesitated for a long time before picking up the pen, and finally skipped it temporarily.

On the fourth piece of paper, he only drew a few roses, leaning side by side in various colors of red, pink, white, and yellow. Compared with the previous two pieces of paper, he left a lot of blank space, but the corners of the paper are marked with A few fine lines, looked a bit like smoke rising from someone's roof.

On the fifth piece of paper, Lu Ciyu only drew a flower.

A light-colored twin lotus flower in a shallow pond.

Lingering to old age, forever united.

He put the four pieces of paper in the corner to wait to dry. During this period, Lu Ciyu put the brush into the washer, and replaced it with a normal writing brush in his hand.

He stared at the third piece of paper that had just been put down for a long time, then turned his head and glanced at Lin Chi who was standing aside.

Every person who participated in the competition had a stool provided by the store. Lu Ciyu pushed the chair to Lin Chi when he was sitting and drawing. Stand with him and cheer him up.

Lu Ciyu couldn't laugh or cry seeing his appearance.

He patted Lin Chi's head, then dipped his ink and wrote eight big characters.

What is used is not the variant traditional characters of this dynasty, but the standard modern simplified characters.He was in a good mood, and the words he wrote were not so regular. The fonts had a bit of artistic calligraphy feeling, and he almost pulled out a flower with every stroke.

Lin Chi managed to learn a lot of words, but when he looked down, he realized that he didn't recognize them anymore. Many people around him were quietly paying attention to this side, and he couldn't ask directly, so he could only write it down silently and ask when he got home.

Lu Ciyu put down the pen and waited to dry, but the sixth piece of paper didn't even touch it, as if he was going to give up just like that.

The man next to him couldn't help but said: "Young master Lu, don't admit defeat in advance! People who admit counsel have the nerve to call themselves scholars?"

Because the small table was arranged in a mess, the four pictures of flowers were placed on the next table to dry.The person in that seat had already finished drawing and left, and the table happened to be empty at this moment.

There was only one piece of writing paper and the sixth blank paper left on Lu Ciyu's small table, the man stretched his neck and took a look: "Hey, Mr. Lu, what did you write that word on? "

There are a few characters that can be vaguely guessed. Tian/Chaoren is born with the ability to translate simplified and traditional characters, but he guesses that this guy will not be able to guess it.

After all, these people have never had the concept of simplified and traditional characters in their minds. I'm afraid they won't think about it for a while, and they just think it looks like it.

Lu Ciyu had no intention of explaining the content to others. To be honest, he regretted it after finishing the painting. Most of the flower language and so on are things that only girls can make.

After Lin Chi got married, he became more and more a man, but why did he develop in the opposite direction? !

This is not acceptable, you must maintain your dignity as a husband.

Mr. Lu sighed.

"My lord, your ink dots are about to drip onto the paper." Lu Ciyu kindly reminded him.

The ink dot had just condensed into a small drop, and it wouldn't drip if you took the pen away carefully, but the man was startled and flicked his hand, and the ink dot was thrown away according to his painting Go up and destroy a picture at once.

"You you you! You did it on purpose!" The man was furious.

"I'm really innocent." Mr. Lu really kindly reminded him.

The man wanted to say something more, but Lu Ciyu said again: "If you draw another one now, there is still time."

The man immediately turned his head and went to draw.

"Hey son, the flower you painted on it...how come I have never seen it before?"

Lu Ciyu turned his head and saw an old man with white beard standing beside his four paintings, pointing to the flowers on them and asking.

"I know this is Bing Dilian, but I have never seen the other three, and this, is this grass?"

Lu Ciyu blinked his eyes——embarrassed, did this dynasty have these flowers? !

He behaved the etiquette of a scholar towards people: "It's flowers or grass, I don't know very well."

"As for these, I drew them casually, and I drew them when I had a picture in my mind."

The old man stroked his beard: "The painting is as real as it is...Young master's painting skills are not bad. I don't think I have seen this kind of painting method before. May I ask where did you learn from?"

Learning from the art teacher and CG class online class video...

He can't say that.

"The kid is not talented. When I was young, I learned a few strokes from the elders in my family. When I grew up, I painted in a mess for a few years. I added any ideas to it... On the contrary, the painting style has become as nondescript as it is now."

This is the truth, Mr. Lu once used watercolors to paint a runaway manga style...

"Um……".

He knew that Lu Ciyu didn't want to talk anymore, and he didn't even want to ask the simplified characters that he was very curious about, so he pointed to the blank paper: "The time is coming soon, young master, don't you want to add something to this one?"

Lu Ciyu shook his head.

"To be honest, each of these four pieces of paper has its inner meaning, representing a period of time that has already happened. I don't know what to draw on the sixth piece of paper, so I just leave it here, just as it is Leave blank for the unknown future."

"You are interesting." The old man couldn't help laughing.

"What if you don't get the first place because of this blank space?"

"Then I won't get it." Lu Ciyu raised his eyebrows.

"During the process of painting them, I reconfirmed the meaning of my existence. What does winning or losing in a mere lantern contest count?"

"I'm just happy with myself."

"Hahahaha." The old man clapped his hands: "It's getting late, and the handwriting should be dry, young master, hurry up and install the lantern, I won't disturb the old man."

Lu Ciyu saluted him again and sent him away. When he came back, he took Lin Chi and the two of them to make lanterns together.

Lin Chi couldn't help but moved closer to him, and asked in a low voice, "What is it writing? Tell me?"

Lu Ciyu pulled out his hand and pinched his nose: "I'll tell you when I go back and call my husband?"

Lin Chi turned his head and said nothing.

Lu Ciyu lowered his head and took out the paper and put it on.

After putting together the lantern, Lin Chi put a small piece of candle inside, and the candlelight was revealed through the translucent paper.

On the side facing Lin Chi, there are eight big characters written in ink and white paper——

Knowing each other and staying together, life and death are inseparable.