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Shao Erxue smiled and took out a clean purple brush from the painting tube, dipped it in the wine in the glass, and drew two transparent lines under her eyebrow arch and nose edge.

He said while drawing: "See these two lines I drew? Like this, from the hairline to the brow, to the bottom of the nose, and finally to the chin, it just divides the face into upper, middle and lower." The three parts are called the 'Three Courts'."

After speaking, he continued to draw a few lines on the face: "From the corners of the eyes on both sides to the hairline, it is exactly the length of two eyes, and the length between the two eyes is also exactly the length of one eye. These five parts are called It's called the 'Five Eyes'."

Su Shiqing touched her face subconsciously, and murmured: "Three courts and five eyes..."

Shao Erxue grabbed Su Shiqing's hand and tapped his face.

"When painting an orthodox portrait, one must not only know the three courts and five eyes, but also the 'four highs and three lows'. The so-called 'four highs', the first is the forehead; the second is the tip of the nose; the third is the lip; Four high chins. "Three lows" are between the two eyes and the forehead of the nose; the top of the lip, which is the center of the person; and the bottom of the lower lip, there is a small depression, a total of three places, these Pay attention to depressions when painting, "three courts and five eyes" and "four highs and three lows" are the basic skills of portrait painting. If you want to accurately present a person's face on the drawing paper, you must find out the person's face internal features, and then compose and paint.”

Su Shiqing was overwhelmed when he heard it. In the past, he used to paint by feeling, and no one had ever taught him this, so he was overjoyed.

Shao Erxue continued: "If you want to reflect the charm of a person, the most important thing is the eyes. The quality of a portrait depends on whether the eyes can reflect the temperament and heart of the owner, etc. Gu Kaizhi, the sage of painting, is the most important thing when painting people. Pay attention to the focus, Ziyun said that "the vivid portrayal is all in the Adu (eyeball)". Therefore, if you can master the skills I just mentioned, you will be able to depict the portraits of the characters. However, portraits are delicate work, and it takes time to accumulate Grasp it slowly, don't rush it."

Su Shiqing gradually stretched her brows, with a smile on her face: "Thank you, brother Han Su, for your reminder, I will definitely practice more in the future."

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Su Shiqing and Shao Erxue helped each other out of the restaurant, talking and laughing all the way to the Luocha Temple in the south of the city.

The ancient trees in the temple are towering, and there are many pilgrims.In the breeze, the sound of the golden bells under the corner of the eaves is crisp, mixed with the sound of chanting sutras, it seems to have an inexplicable power of peace of mind.

Su Shiqing bowed respectfully to the Bodhisattva with palms together, thick fireworks rose around the incense burner, and his face was extraordinarily calm and beautiful because of his piety in the lingering smoke.

Shao Erxue was actually a little crazy watching, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

After worshiping the Buddha, they went to rest in the meditation room under the leadership of the monks. On the plaque in the meditation room, there were four big characters in cursive script - Feng Qing Yue Ming.

Su Shiqing sighed: "It's really well written."

At this time, a deep voice came from behind: "You two benefactors, do you have research on calligraphy?"

Shao Erxue turned sideways, clasped his hands together and nodded respectfully, "Master."

Su Shiqing turned her head and saw a kind-faced, pale-browed monk in Zen clothes standing on the steps, so she hurriedly bowed with palms together respectfully.

The master twisted the beads in one hand, stared at the plaque and said: "These four characters were inscribed by the former abbot Master Hongkuan. They are continuous in meaning and bold in brushwork. The two benefactors can understand them carefully and get the magic out of them."

Shao Erxue nodded and said: "Since ancient times, among seal script, official script, regular script, running script, and cursive script, cursive script is the most difficult style of writing, and it requires comprehensive understanding."

The master smiled and said: "The difficulty of cursive script lies in the fact that its changes 'seem to have no rules', and 'the slightest difference must be distinguished'. The book is like a book, like its learning, like its talent, like its ambition, in short, just like its own person. Those who have to write the pen set their own rules, prepare their bones, regulate their laws, and make room for them, so that they can make their gods come to life on paper."

Shao Erxue respectfully said: "What the master said is true, this junior has been educated."

"Hahaha." The master nodded, "Don't bother the two benefactors, please leave."

Shao Erxue hurriedly asked: "Have you not asked about the Master's name yet?"

"The virtue of a poor monk is the heart of Zen."

Su Shiqing looked at the retreating back of Master Chanxin, and his heart seemed to be a little more peaceful.After going out to collect folk songs with Shao Erxue, my heart suddenly became much clearer, and the resentment and incomprehension towards him, as well as the concerns about Gu Meisheng's identity were all swept away.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at Shao Erxue's devout side face, and thought to himself, in this piety, is there any hope for him?

Shao Erxue seemed to feel his gaze, so she turned her head to meet his gaze.

There was a different kind of emotion in the air, and the two walked into the meditation room with a tacit understanding, and then began to spread paper on the table to draw.

At this moment, there is only one thing in their minds, and that is to splash the prosperity and excitement they saw today on the paper, so that people can see the beauty in life at a glance.

Shao Erxue picked out a brush, adjusted the ink, and started drawing on the rice paper. The tip of the pen moved on the paper, and the flowing ink left continuous lines. The characters and scenes were completed in one go.

Su Shiqing looked at it: "What you drew is... a dough kneader?"

Shao Erxue smiled like a spring breeze, and continued to quickly draw the scenes of several children on the street surrounding the dough figurine artists, begging for detailed, graceful, and delicate dough figurines.

Immediately afterwards, a group of excited gamblers were drawn playing chess and cards. The expressions on their faces may be crying, laughing, or scolding...they are so vivid and vivid, making one feel as if they have returned to the casino.

Su Shiqing was infected by Shao Erxue, and began to recall all kinds of people from all walks of life she met today.Then I involuntarily picked up the paintbrush, dipped the tip of the brush with ink, and carefully and patiently painted the portraits of the characters in my mind on the paper according to Professor Shao Erxue's method.

At this moment, it seemed that there were only the two of them left in the world.

And it seems that they only have the drawing paper and the paintbrush integrated with the spirit in their eyes, and they seem to no longer feel the existence of other things.

An hour later, Shao Erxue stopped his brush to take a rest.

He saw that Su Shiqing was still painting, so he walked quietly behind Su Shiqing, his eyes bypassed the white and slender neck and slowly fell to the figure on the drawing.

It was a very delicate portrait. The owner of the portrait was a middle-aged man with a slightly fat body. He had a pear-shaped face, dark skin, thick eyebrows and angry eyebrows, a fat nose, and a closed mouth that was bent downwards. Concave characters, around the mouth and temples are covered with beards with fangs and claws, and they are born with an aura that can intimidate people.

Under Su Shiqing's careful depiction, a butcher who sells pork stands alive on the paper. Although the eyes have not been drawn, the image of the character is already vivid and ready to emerge.

Shao Erxue stared at the painting, too shocked to speak a word.It's hard to imagine that he can revise and perfect his painting skills with just a few words of his teachings. What kind of understanding and attainment is this? He's really an amazing guy!

Su Shiqing filled the Changfeng pen with ink again, and when the tip of the pen was about to touch the paper surface of the character's eyes, she suddenly stopped.He was a little scared, because the eyes are the most critical and expressive place, if the painting is not good, it may destroy the overall charm, so he hesitated to draw.

Seeing that he was nervous, Shao Erxue bent down and gently held the back of his hand, and said softly, "I'll help you."

Su Shiqing turned her head to look at him: "Brother Han Su..."

Shao Erxue's palm was so warm that it reminded him of the scene when his mother taught him how to write when he was young.I don't know if it's nervousness or something else, but my heart beats fast.

Shao Erxue concentrates on holding Su Shiqing's hand, and draws soft thin lines with very slow movements, drawing the eyes of the characters bit by bit.

When drawing the second eye, Su Shiqing began to try to use force on the tip of the pen to draw lines slowly.Shao Erxue also let go of her hand quietly, and returned to her desk to re-enter the creation.

As the pen tip moved delicately, Su Shiqing felt more and more that the characters were slowly coming to life in his hands, so he said happily: "Brother Han Su, I seem to understand what you said."

Shao Erxue raised the corners of her lips slightly, and nodded with a smile on her eyes: "Remember this feeling, let the soul of the character enter your painting."

Su Shiqing nodded solemnly.

As the day went by, the drawing paper in the meditation room was laid out one after another, and the two people who were so carried away were dazzled and dizzy, unaware that the sky was getting dark.

It wasn't until the monk came in with a candle that the two returned to reality from each other's world.

Su Shiqing straightened her sore waist, looked at the twinkling night sky, and suddenly remembered the agreement with Shao Erxue, so she exclaimed: "Oh! It's getting dark before you know it?"

Shao Erxue put down the brush, turned his shoulders and reminded: "Gu Jun, but did you forget to do something important?"

"I..." Su Shiqing faltered, not knowing how to answer.

Could it be that Shao Erxue also forgot what he agreed with him?Thinking of this, his heart is full of doubts.

Shao Erxue's eyes were dark and shiny in the candlelight, as if she wanted to see his heart: "Now that things are going on, does Gu Jun still want to hide his identity?"

Su Shiqing was startled: "You, you know that I am...?"

"Gu Meisheng."

"Ah!" Su Shiqing knelt down hastily, and said nervously, "My lord! My lord! The villain didn't mean to deceive the lord, the villain just, just..."

Everything was within Shao Erxue's expectations, but he was neither annoyed nor angry, but walked to Su Shiqing's side and helped him up, his eyes revealed the light of appreciation.

"Don't be afraid, I knew it was you from the very beginning, that's why I invited you to gather together. It's not accidental, it's my intention."

Su Shiqing's heart was pounding, her face was full of puzzlement.

Shao Erxue continued: "To be honest, I appreciate your talent very much. With your aptitude, it is more than enough to enter the painting academy, but I always think that it is not suitable for you, so I want to ask you to be my companion."

Su Shiqing was a little surprised: "My lord...?"

Shao Erxue frowned: "You don't want to because you think I'm not qualified to be your teacher?"

Su Shiqing shook her head hastily: "Of course not! Thanks to the love of the adults, the villain is only hesitant because he is afraid that he will disappoint the expectations of the adults."

Shao Erxue heaved a sigh of relief, held his shoulders tightly, stared at him and said, "You only keep surprising me, so why did you let me down?"

Su Shiqing raised his head moved, the eyes of the two were intertwined, and different emotions surged in his heart. He never expected to be affirmed by Shao Erxue, so he was a little flattered, and at the same time he was afraid that his identity would be exposed.

Shao Erxue cast expectant gazes at him.

"You haven't answered me yet."

Please be sure to agree.

Su Shiqing lowered her eyes, and nodded slowly after thinking for a long time.

If he was in his original status, he might never be able to study in the painting academy in this life, let alone receive such treatment.But if you take the identity of Gu Meisheng as an apprentice, not only can you learn more painting skills, but you may even become a court painter in the future.

Seeing him nodding, Shao Erxue was overjoyed, so she couldn't help saying: "In three days, you can go to Jincheng with me."

Su Shiqing nodded solemnly: "Thank you, sir!"

The moonlight in the temple is solemn and quiet, and the surrounding things seem to be immersed in the silver light. The birds perched on the ancient trees make strange calls, which adds a bit of peace to people's hearts.

I don't know how long it took, but the two finally got tired of painting.

In flickering candlelight.

Shao Erxue, who was not sleepy, turned his head to look at Su Shiqing who was close at hand. His breathing was shallow and long, and tiny beads of sweat ooze from his forehead, shining golden light under the candlelight. Satisfied smile.

He stared at this face intently, his eyes seemed to be fascinated, and he couldn't move them away for a long time.