Urban Fashion Cultivation

His things are all in the Qiankun bag, but he can't ask others to get them, otherwise he will have to wear clothes.

After taking the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and the lyre down, the large dining table had already been cleaned up, so Fan Zhilan simply spread the rice paper on the dining table, while finely grinding the ink, while conceiving in her mind what picture she was going to draw later , what word to write.

Soon, the ink was finished, and Fan Zhilan picked up the pen and began to splash the ink.

Yuan Baoqiang's background is not very good. He doesn't know much about these more "elegant" arts. They are arty after they have made a fortune and gained a foothold in the upper class. Master', his eyesight has been honed a little bit. When he saw Fan Zhilan's posture, he knew that his son's level was really not low.

Yuan Baoqiang started conspiracy theories when he heard Fan Zhilan say that he would not study business but only art. He thought that Fang Xiaoying must have raised him like this on purpose, but if Fan Zhilan really had the talent in this area and had a son who could become a master, it would actually be pretty good. .

In a short while, a large piece of freehand landscape has appeared on a large piece of rice paper. It may be to save time. The landscape and trees are not carefully carved, but are expressed layer by layer with different shades of ink, but the strange thing is that, With such a rough way of expression, the painting does not appear rigid and rough, but full of vigor and aura.At the far end of the landscape, a group of shadowy figures appeared, and with a few strokes, Yuan Baoqiang, who had been watching from the side, could clearly recognize them——

"this is me?"

He was shocked!In his eyes, although Chinese painting methods have a long history and connotations, they are far behind those in the West in terms of realism. , are almost drawn according to the same model, and it is impossible to tell who is who. Yuan Baoqiang has always looked down on him.The characters Fan Zhilan just drew are about the length of a matchstick, and they don't even have facial features. It's really scribbled with a few strokes, but anyone who knows Yuan Baoqiang can recognize them immediately. he.

What made Yuan Baoqiang even more awesome was that after he stared at it for a few seconds, he suddenly felt a faint sense of expectation, apprehension, admiration, joy, and suddenness on the paper, so Inexplicably, he felt a little sour in his heart, and his mood was brought into such an artistic conception at some point. At that moment, he seemed to see a child who was eagerly looking forward to him, looking forward to return at a loss, and for The visitor is about to arrive and the heart is full of joy.

In this kind of expectation, there is no haze, as if he just waited so naturally, and if he still can't wait for a long time, but he is not sad and resentful, the kind of sudden atmosphere that blows over his face is really unstoppable The heart of love and admiration was born, but the small figures let the viewers know that the waiting person finally came, and they lived up to this lovely friendship.

Then he smiled naturally.

The person who is eagerly looking forward to it does not appear in the painting, but as long as you see this painting, you can easily feel him.

As a local tyrant whose all knowledge about art is used as a facade, this is the first time Yuan Baoqiang has seen the legendary "artistic conception". Even those famous national treasure paintings have never given him such an intuitive "art feeling". It was as if he had become a man of culture all of a sudden.

This is not to say that Fan Zhilan's art is really unmatched. One aspect is that his level is really good. The most important reason is the effect of spiritual power. Fan Zhilan was originally very talented in art. The artist's way of painting is very different from that of ordinary people. The use of spiritual power is only a very superficial aspect. Some powerful paintings can even have spiritual consciousness, which is no different from a clone, or it can be used to arrange illusions and confuse people's eyes. Like a wonderful real space, it can even be used to kill people and so on.

In the blank space in the upper right corner, Fan Zhilan changed a pen, and wrote a few lines of small characters—the heart has something to live in, that is, it is not to live in, and the heart should be born without something to live in—then stop writing, and cover it with a square of ink. With red private printing, a painting is considered complete.

Yuan Baoqiang walked closer and observed carefully for a long while, and shouted excitedly, "Wen Guang, I really didn't expect you to be so talented! The level of this painting is no worse than those of those masters. I want someone to frame it." Get up and tell others to see how outstanding my son is! Hahahaha! Well, the writing is good, chic and elegant, it's absolutely amazing!"

In fact, Yuan Baoqiang knew the inscription in that line, but he was at a loss as to what it meant, he had never heard of this sentence at all!But he is used to being arty, especially in front of his son, he must not show timidity, and after a simple comment on panacea, the female secretary with a wink walked up quickly, and carefully put away the calligraphy and painting that had been done.

The female secretary had a hot body and a beautiful appearance. When she passed by Fan Zhilan, she rubbed her proudly sized breasts against his arm very naturally. The touch was soft and not fake at all.The female secretary raised her carefully drawn eyes, looked at Fan Zhilan like a hook, and then moved away without a trace, shyly, wrapped in a gust of fragrant wind, she twisted her water snake waist and brushed past Fan Zhilan.

She is very confident. It is said that this little young master has been raised alone in this place where the birds don't shit since he was born. It is estimated that the people he has seen in this life can be counted on his hands. Now the boss came to recognize his relatives. The young master's fortunes come and go, and he transformed into a glittering golden pastry.Taking advantage of his lack of knowledge and easy coaxing, quickly grasp his heart, even if he is outside, with his own means, why can't he keep his heart set!Maybe taking advantage of this rare opportunity, she can still become the young mistress of the Yuan family!

As for what the young master looks like, in the eyes of the always realistic female secretary, even if he is a fat ugly guy, it doesn't prevent her from seducing him. Good looks are icing on the cake, and it is definitely not a necessary condition. She said that Fan Zhilan was so handsome, at most, she would be more willing to be seduced by the female secretary and feel happier physically and mentally.

However, Fan Zhilan was not conscious of being seduced at all, but wrinkled her nose from the strong chemical fragrance, and then this love affair was forgotten by him in the next second.

Hao Yingjun on one side saw the whole process in his eyes and gritted his teeth angrily, even an ugly monster of this level dares to be a monster!Hurry up and look in the mirror, won't you feel inferior when standing in front of Fan Fan? You bastard!

Naturally, it would not foolishly remind Fan Fan who lacked a string in his head, but it was too aggrieved to bear it like this, so it secretly pulled out a little bit of mental thread, and sneaked forward without anyone noticing——

Holding the painting scroll in his hands, just as he walked to the junction of the dining room and the living room, the female secretary, who was twisted so coquettishly, suddenly flickered, her slender high-heeled shoes were tangled like twists for a moment, and the next second, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the female secretary screamed, He fell solidly onto the ground, the scroll flew up in a parabolic shape, the female secretary's forehead was bruised and nosebleeds were flowing, the loud sound, and the embarrassed posture scared a group of people waiting for dinner in the living room to swarm up.

"What's going on, what's going on? Amanda, do you want it?"

"Oh, why are you so careless? I said earlier that these high-heeled shoes are good-looking, but they are not easy to wear. Take a look... Tsk tsk..."

"This is the picture that the young master just drew, right? Fortunately, it is not damaged, otherwise it would be a pity!"

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Hao Yingjun was also taken aback by this magical development. He didn't expect the effect to be so good. The female secretary got up with difficulty, and a man wearing glasses who was facing her was about to step forward to help her up. He looked up and saw her Face, suddenly the whole person froze in place, motionless for a while, the other men who were blocked by him saw this, and were about to push the man with glasses away from him, and when they saw the current situation clearly, they were also stunned.

The female secretary was in tears, she covered her nose with trembling hands, the nose that was very tall and beautiful just now was full of blood and flesh, and a hole was broken on the upper part, and a section of something that was obviously a prosthesis broke through the skin At this moment, she lost the glamor she had just now, and her nose collapsed in, almost like a female ghost.The people present obviously did not expect such a catastrophe to happen suddenly, and there was no sound for a while, except for the female secretary's terrified sobbing.

The instigator, Hao Yingjun, climbed onto Fan Zhilan's shoulder like a scud, pretending to be transparent like a quail.

Fan Zhilan, who knew it very well, asked it in a low voice, "Did you do it?"

Hao Yingjun refused to admit it, "How is it possible? Why would I bother to fix her!" Who knew that this bad woman is still a plastic surgery freak, she used nearly one percent of her remaining energy, just to vent her anger Forget it, it's embarrassing to make it like this.

Fan Zhilan didn't care, most of his three views were shaped by Fairy Kongmeng. In his opinion, no matter why Hao Yingjun did such a thing, he would not blame it. To be precise, Hao Yingjun's three His views are much more upright than Fan Zhilan's. In fact, he is an evil and reckless guy who perishes against himself. Except for his own people, the life and death of others are not worth mentioning in Fan Zhilan's eyes.

In this world, there is only one Hao Yingjun who he counts as one of his own.