Prince of Chaos

Chapter 192 His Royal Highness has changed
As soon as Zhu Changluo's conception of the points system came out, Zhong Huamin immediately realized that it would be an epoch-making conception.

With the point system, not only can the clan children in the clan academies be restrained, but also the flexibility of the point system can be used to make the clan children who love learning more motivated to learn and try new things.

This is simply a wonderful way!

After talking about the business, Zhong Huamin looked at Sun Xian, who looked like a wronged daughter-in-law, and at the blackened rice paper on Zhu Changluo's desk.

Zhong Huamin asked curiously, "Your Highness, are you painting?"

It was the first time Zhong Huamin had seen this situation, so he couldn't help being curious.

When Zhu Changluo heard Zhong Huamin's question, he smiled embarrassedly, "It's a graffiti, it's a graffiti, and what I drew didn't follow what I thought in my heart."

After hearing Zhu Changluo's modesty, Zhong Huamin became even more curious, and he said: "I know a little bit about painting skills, so I can help His Highness revise one or two things."

When Zhu Changluo heard that Zhong Huamin wanted to help him edit the picture so enthusiastically, Zhu Changluo said, "How dare you do that? It's hard to see this painting in my palace."

Zhong Huamin smiled and said, "Your Highness is being modest."

Zhong Huamin couldn't resist Zhong Huamin's enthusiasm, he could only say: "Okay then, then ask Zhongfu Cheng to help me correct one or two things."

Zhu Changluo brought Zhong Huamin to his desk, and Zhu Changluo said embarrassedly: "Cheng Zhongfu, please take a look."

Zhong Huamin looked at Zhu Changluo's painting, and he could clearly see that the painting method of Zhu Changluo was different from the ones he had seen before. Then he saw a broken ink ingot, and Zhong Huamin frowned slightly.

"What kind of painting is this, Your Highness?"

Zhu Changluo replied in embarrassment: "How can there be any painting method? It's not worth mentioning."

Zhu Changluo is really embarrassed to say that this is a sketching method, because his painting style has turned the realism of sketching into abstraction, and he can't afford to lose this person.

However, Zhong Huamin looked at the few parts of Zhu Changluo's paintings that were still barely painted. Zhong Huamin felt that this painting method seemed familiar to him, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Zhong Huamin said: "Your Highness, this kind of painting method is very rare. Although the composition is a bit messy, the feeling of painting here and here makes my eyes shine."

After Zhu Changluo heard Zhong Huamin's praise, he really wanted to find a crack in the bricks to get in. It was so shameful that an honest person like Zhong Huamin tried his best to find "bright spots" on this messy drawing paper. praise.

Zhu Changluo said: "I also painted blindly. I originally wanted to draw a realistic portrait of a person, but I didn't expect that the painting turned out to be completely different. It made Zhong Fucheng laugh."

Zhong Huamin continued to look at Zhu Changluo's painting, he really felt that he had seen this style of painting before.But where did I meet, I just can't remember right now.

Zhong Huamin said: "I dare you to draw two strokes now, Your Highness. I feel like I have seen this kind of painting before, but I am in a hurry and can't remember it."

After Zhu Changluo heard Zhong Huamin's request, he looked at Sun Xian and then at the paintings on the desk, and said, "Okay then, I will try again."

Then, Zhu Changluo said to Sun Xian: "Eunuch Sun is done now, and I will continue to paint."

After hearing Zhu Changluo's call, Sun Xian was determined to die.Why is there such a big gap between people?
When Zhong Huamin came, he and Zhu Changluo had always had an easy-going atmosphere, talking about everything.When he came, he had to accompany 1 people carefully, for fear of offending the pure, filial and generous Prince His Royal Highness.

Now, Zhong Huamin got acquainted with Zhu Changluo's desk after a few words and looked at Zhu Changluo's paintings, but he could only be like a tool man, and continued to be used by Zhu Changluo as a painting tool and sat there motionless.

Zhu Changluo looked at Sun Siam who was done. He took a deep breath, picked up the ink ingot, gestured to Sun Siam, and then began to write.

Zhong Huamin's eyes lit up when he saw the way Zhu Changluo wrote. It was the first time he had seen this kind of painting.

Although he is not good at painting, Zhong Huamin still understands painting skills and brushwork.After all, when the ancients had nothing to do, they either wrote a copybook to entertain themselves, or painted a landscape to cultivate their sentiments.

Therefore, Zhong Huamin still has the basic skills in painting.

Zhong Huamin saw the problem with Zhu Changluo's writing.

The reason why Zhu Changluo's paintings are not as good is because the technique is green and rough, the feeling of lines is not enough, and the proportion of the facial features of the human body cannot be handy when drawing, so this leads to the unsatisfactory paintings that cannot be achieved. The feeling in my mind.

"Your Highness, let me try."

After Zhu Changluo heard Zhong Huamin behind him open his mouth, Zhu Changluo quickly put down the ink ingot in his hand, "Okay, Zhongfu Cheng will try it."

Zhu Changluo looked at Zhong Huamin expectantly. After Zhong Huamin clasped his fists at Zhu Changluo and saluted, he leaned over to the place where Zhu Changluo was sitting just now. He first carefully looked at Sun Xian's sitting posture, and then looked at Sun Xian's facial features Finally, Zhong Huamin began to write.

Looking at the way Zhong Huamin was writing, Zhu Changluo could see that Zhong Huamin's technique was still the way of holding a brush in traditional Chinese painting. He held the ink ingot in his hand as if holding a paintbrush, and then began to rustle on the rice paper with a steady wrist.

Not to mention, Zhong Huamin's painting sense is really good. The lines he draws are much smoother than Zhu Changluo's. Although the traces of traditional Chinese painting are heavy, the feeling of realism has begun to emerge.

After Zhu Changluo saw this situation, he said with emotion: "I didn't expect Zhong Fucheng's painting skills to be so superb."

After Zhong Huamin heard Zhu Changluo's praise, he said modestly: "This is just a hobby in my spare time. Your Highness, Mr. Dong Qichang, is a master of Danqing and Chinese painting. I don't know how many elegant and famous people in the capital want to ask him for a painting." You can't paint."

When Zhu Changluo heard Zhong Huamin mention Dong Qichang, Zhu Changluo was even less embarrassed.The teacher is a top painter, but the students are scumbags. This comparison is really heart-wrenching.

Zhu Changluo rubbed his nose and pretended to be surprised and said, "Really? Mr. Dong is so good. I haven't learned painting from him yet. I will ask him to teach me how to draw a picture. "

Zhong Huamin laughed. Zhong Huamin knew that Zhu Changluo was not the kind of person who was obsessed with painting and calligraphy. With Dong Qichang's temperament, he couldn't wait to show off his painting ability to Zhu Changluo.

And after seeing Zhu Changluo's paintings like this, Zhong Huamin understood that Zhu Changluo didn't look down on these things at all. As for why he suddenly painted today, Zhong Huamin couldn't guess what was going on.

"Could it be that Your Highness has new ideas and plans?"

While drawing, he was thinking about Zhu Changluo's thoughts.Zhong Huamin couldn't help but began to look forward to the real intention behind Zhu Changluo's painting.

After a while, Zhong Huamin finally stopped the ink ingot in his hand. Although the painting style still has the unique artistic conception and charm of Chinese painting, the outline and facial features of the characters are already very obvious.

Let people know who the painting is at a glance.

Zhu Changluo said to Sun Xian: "Come and have a look."

Relieved, Sun Xian quickly moved around and came over if he was too busy.

Zhu Changluo said: "See, this is painting. What's the matter with this pamphlet you gave me? Everyone draws exactly the same. How do you ask Bengong to see and choose?"

While looking at Zhong Huamin's redrawn portrait, Sun Xian nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Master taught me a lesson, and this slave will remember it."

Then, Sun Xian bowed to Zhong Huamin again, "Master Zhong, please teach me."

At this time, Zhong Huamin was already shocked by the results he saw.He really didn't expect Zhu Changluo to start painting like this because of a book of pictures of beauties.

This kind of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is different from the tall and perfect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince he imagined in his mind!

When did he change like this!

(End of this chapter)