"Don't talk nonsense, what does this have to do with my aunt?"
Murong Mingyue's expression became colder and colder.
Fortunately, people in Kyushu didn't know the meaning of this word, otherwise Murong Mingyue would have had to fight Sun Mo, because this would be considered blasphemy and teasing.
"Let me make it clear first that works like famous paintings cannot be painted just by wanting to paint them, but are the product of accidental creation by skilled hands."
Sun Mo spoke righteously.
What is a wonderful hand
Just by observing people and objects, or being moved by the scene, I was inspired in an instant, and then created a famous painting. Any famous painting has its own charm, without the accumulation of craftsmanship.
To put it bluntly, it is similar to writing poetry. Those famous poems through the ages are all recited by great poets with great talents. The words may not be gorgeous and beautiful, but the artistic conception is profound enough to make people appreciate it, and the fragrance will linger on their lips and teeth for a long time. .
Murong Mingyue did not deny that although she was a barbarian, she was proficient in the culture of the Central Plains, including music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and poetry.
"snort!"
Murong Mingyue no longer pursued it, and still felt a little guilty and annoyed.
Why!
I'm in a bad mood, why should I vent it out on others
Murong Mingyue stopped paying attention to Sun Mo and turned to leave.
How can this be done when the target is about to leave
I haven’t even pretended yet, and you want to leave
I absolutely won't allow it!
"But I can make a painting above the standard."
Sun Mo spoke.
"never mind!"
Murong Mingyue didn't care.
"I'm sorry, why don't you follow the routine?"
Sun Mo was a little depressed and anxious, and immediately racked his brains: "Are you in a bad mood?"
Murong Mingyue remained silent.
"You took your anger out on me, shouldn't you apologize?"
Sun Mo asked.
"Are you done yet?"
Murong Mingyue stopped and turned back to glare at Sun Mo: "Okay, let's go to the classroom. I want to see what you can draw!"
"No need to bother!"
While Sun Mo was talking to Murong Mingyue, he had already started thinking about countermeasures. At this time, he walked straight to a peach tree that could hold a person in his arms. He pulled out his wooden knife, brushed it twice, and removed the dry bark. It was chipped away, revealing the trunk inside.
Murong Mingyue's pupils shrank, what is this guy going to do
It looks like you are going to paint on the peach tree
But isn't this a joke
If you want to paint a famous painting, not only use good rice paper and pine smoke for ink, but at least the ink and paper should not be too bad, otherwise halfway through the painting, the paper will be torn due to the poor quality, or the brush will lose hair, which is too annoying. .
"arrogant!"
Murong Mingyue's pretty lips showed a touch of sarcasm, and then the next moment, her face darkened, and she asked: "Are you kidding me?"
Okay, this guy didn't even use a wolf hair, but directly pulled out the wooden knife and slashed on the tree trunk. In this way, he looked more like a carpenter than a painter.
"Famous Master Murong, don't you even have this little patience?"
Sun Mo asked back.
"Okay, I want to see what you can come up with!"
Murong Mingyue was already formulating her words. She usually didn't curse people, but when she cursed people, she was like a stray dog that couldn't be restrained.
Hum, I will let you know the fierceness of prairie women.
Sun Mo concentrated on it, injected spiritual energy into the tip of the knife, and slashed through the peach tree.
He didn't want to do this, but the tree trunk was uneven, and if he tried to paint with a brush, there would definitely be tiny flaws, which Sun Mo couldn't bear.
So I carved it first, leaving traces, then dipped it in wolf howl ink, and then dyed it.
In the past, Sun Mo would not have dared to be so reckless. After all, carving was a technical job, but now, he was full of confidence.
Because his puppetry is already a master level.
In this discipline, the most important thing is technique. Outstanding masters are skilled craftsmen and can make ingenious puppets.
Carving various materials into the shapes you want is naturally the foundation of the foundation.
Just drawing some patterns on the tree trunk is much simpler than making a puppet, and Sun Mo also masters several holy-level techniques, especially the Yitian Sword Technique and the Fire Spear Technique, which allows him to use wooden swords like arm wielders.
Murong Mingyue, who was originally angry and ready to slander others, gradually frowned.
After all, she is a talented puppet master, and she can see that Sun Mo's carving technique, although not amazing, is extremely accurate, which can't help but amaze her.
"Is this guy still a puppet master?"
Murong Mingyue was puzzled.
You know, when students first learn puppetry, they just need to practice their hands. The puppets they make are not required to be fancy, but they must be absolutely accurate and be able to completely reproduce the teacher's works.
Every part is accurate, which is the puppet master's first rule.
Soon, Sun Mo completed the frame, then picked up the wolf brush, dipped it in Huadao Spirit Pattern ink, and started splashing the ink.
This kind of ink can increase the effect of spiritual patterns by ten percent.
Gradually, strange flowers appeared on the tree trunks.
"Is this a flower field?"
Murong Mingyue asked subconsciously. She didn't know why, but looking at these clusters of blooming flowers, her mood felt inexplicably better.
Sun Mo didn't answer because he was completely immersed in creation.
One sunflower after another, facing the sun, smiling.
This is an autumn day where the sun is shining brightly and the sky is clear, washing away the haze.
When Sun Mo wondered why Murong Mingyue had such a bad temper, he activated the Divine Insight Technique, and then saw that her willpower was extremely low, falling to single digits.
This shocked Sun Mo because it was a sign of suicide!
He wanted to encourage Murong Mingyue.
At the same time, you also encourage yourself.
Although Sun Mo is going smoothly now, he is also under great pressure. The current Zhongzhou Academy has no influence. The only ones who can take advantage of it are himself and An Xinhui.
Therefore, Sun Mo must achieve three stars and three chiefs in one year. Only by becoming famous can he attract more students, and future recruitment will be much more convenient.
Of course, the most important thing is that Sun Mo wants to prove himself.
He also has a character that refuses to admit defeat.
In this school that was full of discrimination against Central Plains people, Sun Mo also held back his breath and wanted to be the best one and impress all the barbarians.
Murong Mingyue pursed her lips. Even if this painting was not a famous painting, she decided not to speak harshly. At least her seriousness and devotion when painting should not be questioned.
"Maybe he really is a famous painter!"
Murong Mingyue sighed, and then laughed at herself, but what does that have to do with me
Half an hour later, Sun Mo made the final stroke and then stepped back.
The painting is taking shape, but there are no colorful colors, only ink, which means it is not a famous painting.
Bang bang bang!
Murong Mingyue applauded.
"Very good piece of work, I apologize."
Murong Mingyue spoke.
She really thought this work was good.
Although those flowers cannot be named, they look full of sunshine and vitality.
And the girl running into the distance in the field, her pursuit of freedom and dreams, is like a flame, like a tomorrow, so dazzling.
"I really envy her!"
Murong Mingyue sighed.
Sun Mo didn't hear these words at all. He stared at the painting, frowning and thinking hard for a while, then suddenly stepped forward and moved the brush again.
"don't want!"
Murong Mingyue subconsciously rushed over and pulled Sun Mo's arm. In her opinion, this painting was already excellent and there was no need to add any extraneous details.
But it was too late.
Sun Mo wrote with his pen, his movements were grand and bold, and he landed on the scroll with a few strokes.
"ah!"
Murong Mingyue exclaimed, she couldn't bear to look at it anymore, Sun Mo was going to ruin this excellent painting, but the next moment, she couldn't look away.
Because as a paper kite dotted in the sky, the entire painting suddenly lit up with crystal light, and then the surrounding aura began to surge, being absorbed by the painting and converging on it.
Wow! Wow! Wow!
The ink-colored sunflowers turned golden one after another, tainted with the joy of harvest. In the fields, the breeze blew, making the girl's skirt flutter.
The sun is warm and the kites are flying.
The girl had been chasing it for a long time, with sweat and pain on her face, but Murong Mingyue's eyes involuntarily fell on the corner of the girl's mouth, attracted by the refreshing smile.
For some reason, Murong Mingyue's mood suddenly became cheerful when she looked at the sunflower field and the girl chasing the kite.
The wind blowing through the flower field seemed to have blown through her heart, taking away her fatigue and irritability, leaving behind a piece of tranquility.
"What's it called?"
Murong Mingyue asked. She stretched out her hand and wanted to touch the flower field, but when she was about to get close, she stopped again.
Don't dare to blaspheme.
"What do you want it to be called?"
Sun Mo asked back.
"This is your famous painting!"
Murong Mingyue's voice was trembling, yes, she was right, it was a famous painting.
She didn't expect that this Sun Mo actually did it, and he drew it on the trunk of a peach tree.
What a miraculous skill.
"gave it to you."
Sun Mo smiled and looked at the painting with satisfaction.
Unexpectedly, the last paper kite became the finishing touch, instantly enhancing the artistic conception and style of the entire painting, and turning it from a superior painting into a classic painting.
Yes, classic, the kind that can be passed down from generation to generation.
"Give it to me?"
Murong Mingyue was stunned.
"Yes, it was originally painted because of you!"
Sun Mo's creative mood had already exited, so at this time, he began to increase his favorability and prepared to trick Murong Mingyue into going home.
"By the way, she won't be moved enough to commit herself to you, right?"
Sun Mo had a little expectation.
After a moment of silence, Murong Mingyue shook her head, and then murmured: "I don't deserve it." Then, she asked again, "What is it called?"
"The girl running the kite!"
Sun Mo was not polite and named him directly.
Murong Mingyue stood there quietly, looking at this famous painting, and was lost in thought for a long time. It took half an hour before she uttered two words.
"very nice!"
Ding!
Favorability from Murong Mingyue +1000, respect (1208/10000).
"you flatter me!"
Sun Mo was humble, and then he saw Murong Mingyue's eyes were red, with tears falling, haha, so touched
The fish will definitely not be able to escape now, right
Delightful!