Mozun, she came across from the Nvzun country

Chapter 195 Painting Course 05
"The easiest thing to learn today, see that old tree outside the window? Just draw a tree in winter." Wu Yue pointed out the window, the lonely old tree with only a few dead leaves in the snowstorm.

"How to draw?" Dongfang Jinghao looked at the crumbling leaves and dark branches. Could it be that only a few black lines were drawn?
"Of course I draw with brush and ink!" Wu Yue didn't expect the Dongfang children to draw very well.

Dongfang Jinghao didn't ask any more questions, and opened his eyes to observe the old tree outside the window, looking left and right, but couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Qiong Ying, how are your drawing skills?" Wu Yue asked.

"Shang Ke." Qiong Ying rubbed the ink slowly, and usually she didn't have to grind the ink herself.

Wu Yue thought, Xiao Qiongying must be too modest.

Feng Feili looked at Qiongying quietly, and suddenly he had an impulse in his heart. Although he couldn't see her face, he could draw her figure.

"Student Feili, how about your drawing skills?" Wu Yue took a few steps forward, blocking Feng Feili's view.

"I haven't painted for a long time, I don't know what to do." Feng Feili lowered his head, unfolded the rice paper, and prepared to paint.

Wu Yue also took a piece of rice paper, picked up a paintbrush, dipped thick ink on the Dongfang kid's inkstone, and smudged it in the clear water.

Seeing that everyone is painting, the oriental children bite the bullet and draw with a brush, one stroke for a tree trunk, two strokes for a tree branch, three strokes for a leaf...

Feng Feili pays attention to meticulousness in painting, with a degree of gravity in the brush and ink, and clear layers in the picture.

Wu Yue swayed freely, the brush and ink were slightly lighter, mainly light ink, the ink was like flowing water, a withered old tree, but it didn't show vicissitudes at all, like a fairyland in snow.

Wu Yue painted very quickly and finished it in less than an hour, so she went to inspect Qiongying's painting.

Just looking at it, Wu Yue found it incredible, not because of the superb painting skills, but because he was shocked by the painting style, the painting style is vigorous, the brush strokes are thick, and the brushwork is sharp. This is an ordinary old tree, but he just painted a lonely and majestic tree. majestic momentum.

It doesn't seem to be written by a 12-year-old girl, but it is definitely her work.

"Qiong Ying, when did you start learning painting?" If you don't have a few years of knowledge, it is impossible to draw such a majestic work.

"When I was young." Qiongying finished her pen.

Wu Yue wanted to say, are you still a child now?
"Qiongying, you draw so well, I am ashamed to be a teacher."

"Wonderful praise." Although Qiong Ying doesn't like painting very much, since piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are compulsory courses, her painting skills are naturally not bad.

"Why no inscription, no signature?" Wu Yue thought to himself, he wanted to collect Xiao Qiongying's paintings.

"No." Qiongying put down her pen, and she had completed today's lesson.

"I broke into your room that day, and I haven't apologized to you yet, I'm sorry." Wu Yue's attitude was rarely serious.

"It's okay, there's no need to apologize." Qiongying didn't care much, one day, she would take something from the sea area, no matter whether it belonged to the sea area or the Guangming Palace, she would not apologize to Wu Yue.

"I thought you would take advantage of this to ask for something as a gift." A trace of disappointment flashed in Wu Yue's eyes. She could ask Feng Feili to give me a song, why not his?
"You worry too much." Qiongying said, she would not ask Wu Yue for it, she was used to taking it by force.

Wu Yue's expression was gloomy, did he pretend to be affectionate?
"Wu Yue, it seems that everyone has finished drawing." Feng Feili also put down his pen.

"Well, painting review. Dongfang classmate, come here." Wu Yue said.

The Dongfang kid walked over, and after seeing Feng Feili and Qiongying's paintings, he was so ashamed that he wanted to hide his paintings.

"Student Feili painted well. The picture is neat, the brushwork is meticulous, and the layers are clear. It can be seen that he has a certain level of painting skills. He has formed his own style. I don't judge whether it is good or bad. From now on, I will focus on deepening the artistic conception." Wu Yue said clearly.

"Thank you Wu Yue for your comment." Feng Feili readily accepted.

"As for Qiongying's works, you can see for yourself, I won't comment." Wu Yue didn't know how to evaluate, Qiongying's paintings are not excellent in terms of painting skills, and in terms of artistic conception, they are not as good as Feng Feili, but they are also In style.

(End of this chapter)