Before Luo Ning could speak, Miss Wanying jumped up first, and shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about? This painting is good. We all recognize it, and even the governor personally praised it."
Lin Wanrong wondered, could this painting be drawn by Miss Wanying? No way, this chick looks like a fiery little pepper, how could she have such delicate brushstrokes.
No matter who drew it, the words have already been spoken anyway, Lin Wanrong is not afraid of her, and said with a smile: "I said he was a failure, of course I have my reasons."
Luo Ning blushed and said, "Brother Lin, please tell me, where is the flaw in this painting?"
Lin Wanrong was surprised when she saw that her face was flushed and her expression was swaying, and that the brush was so delicate that it must have been written by a woman.
Wanying over there snorted: "Sister Luo, don't pay attention to him, he just likes to talk nonsense, and he demotes your painting like this for no reason."
It turned out that this little girl Luo Ning really drew it. Thinking about Luo Ning being respected as the number one talented woman in Jinling, how noble and self-admired she is, but now under the eyes of everyone, Lin Wanrong simply used the word "failure" Summarizing a piece of work she is proud of, what a blow this was, and it is already remarkable that she did not cry out on the spot.
Lin Wanrong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, you little girl said it earlier, I still have sympathy for that bullshit boy, let alone you girl. However, this Luo Ning has an arrogant and strong temper, she just doesn't want to affect his independent perception because of her relationship with Lin Wanrong.
Seeing Luo Ning biting her lips tightly and blushing, Lin Wanrong sighed and begged, after criticizing talented men and talented women, I am really awesome.
"Brother Lin, it's okay to say, Luo Ning also wants to hear your correction." Luo Ning said firmly.
"Miss Luo, the lines, strokes, and angles of your painting are excellent." Lin Wanrong first gave a sweet date, and then changed the topic: "However, it is a bit too taken for granted."
Seeing that everyone was listening intently, even Yuebai and Wanying who had been humming all the time were listening attentively, Lin Wanrong said: "From your painting, this old man is dressed in rags, Just by looking at it, you can tell that he is an ordinary citizen who has not yet had enough food and clothing. Isn’t that right?”
Luo Ning nodded slightly and said: "Yes, I just want to describe a situation where ordinary people are worried about the flood."
Lin Wanrong sighed: "Miss Luo, you have a good intention, but you don't understand people's hearts and people. You have never suffered, so you don't understand what people are thinking at all. The most coaxable, as long as you let them have enough food and clothing, and have no worries about food and clothing, they will provide you as their parents. But at the same time, they are also the most realistic, if they are not satisfied with food and clothing, they will not care about anything Just imagine, you can't even survive, but you want them to worry about the flood, miss, do you think they are all saints who worry about the country and the people? Wrong, it's too far wrong. Subordinates, survival is theirs The first needs of the nation, the country and the nation, are far away from them."
All the gifted men and women present were silent and speechless. They were all princes and ladies who had never experienced hardships. They had never experienced the life of the lower classes, so they thought that people in this world were like them, full of food and drink and nothing to do. , Then come to worry about the country and the people. What Lin Wanrong said made them dumbfounded, but they had to admit that what he said made sense.
Everyone was speechless, even Miss Wanying, who had been contradicting Lin Wanrong, looked at him with some admiration.
Lin Wanrong's heart was heavy, as if a few big rocks had been crushed. These young masters who did not work hard and did not distinguish between grain and grain were seen not only in the Dahua Dynasty, but even in his previous life. Divorced from reality, divorced from the masses, really terrible.
Luo Ning took it for granted that she drew this painting with her own heart and saved people's belly. Talented scholars and talented women flocked to her, and she was very proud at the beginning. Thinking about it now, it was so wrong. If the skin does not exist, the hair will not be attached, the intention of this painting is wrong, and the word "failure" is an understatement. This is a complete waste product.
Luo Ning's eyes were red, and she desperately suppressed her tears. Since she was an adult, she has been awarded the title of Jinling's number one talented woman because of her intelligence and learning. Yes, this time was the biggest blow she had ever suffered in her adult life. Although she was strong, she was criticized by Lin Wanrong in front of everyone, so the grievance in her heart was inevitable.
"If you want to draw life, you must first draw people's hearts." Seeing Luo Ning's appearance of crying, Lin Wanrong sighed with emotion, and continued: "Don't cry, don't cry, I have a remedy."
Luo Ning wiped the corners of her eyes and snorted, "Who is crying? What remedy do you have?"
Lin Wanrong took out the homemade pencil from his pocket and said with a smile, "It depends on my baby."
Except for Luo Ning, no one else has seen this pencil. Wan Ying seemed to have forgotten the awkwardness with Lin San, and said, "Lin San, what is this?"
Lin Wanrong smiled slightly and said, "This is a black horse and a white horse that have been in love for a hundred years. They were turned into ashes and poured with their ashes. It's called a pencil."
Wanying was stunned for a moment, hummed lightly, and immediately realized that this was Lin San making fun of herself. This person is really bad, and she still has such thoughts at this time, she spat softly, turned her head and said goodbye He went to see him, but watched Lin Wanrong's movements out of the corner of his eye.
Lin Wanrong took a pencil, lightly traced a few strokes in the eyes of the portrait, and added a few strokes on the face, then clapped his hands and said: "Miss Luo, you can trace it again according to the mark of the pencil. "
The pencil mark was extremely faint, and everyone looked at it a few times, but they couldn't see anything at all. Luo Ning knew that he didn't know how to use a writing brush, so she hummed softly, pinched the cuff with her left hand, picked up the small script on the table with her right hand, and traced along the imprint.
At the beginning, she didn't quite understand it, but the more she painted, the more amazed she became. In the end, her expression became excited, and the painting became more detailed. After a long time, she put down the brush and shouted happily: "Brother Lin, I understand."
Everyone looked at the table again, only to see that the old man in ragged clothes still had some sadness in his eyes, which had faded a lot, but there were a few faint smile lines on his face.
Think about what Lin Wanrong said just now. Everyone understood a little bit. Although the poor people are a little bit more tired on this embankment, they can finally have enough to eat. Naturally there was a smile. The sadness in those eyes is worrying that after the dam is repaired, it will be difficult to have enough food and clothing. From their point of view, I am afraid that they would wish for floods and dams to be built every year. When the poor laugh, they also have tears, which is the true portrayal of this painting.
In fact, Lin Wanrong is not very satisfied with this kind of modification. It can only be regarded as far-fetched to modify this traditional Chinese painting with sketches, but what I said just now was too cruel, and it forced that little girl Luo Ning to cry, so I had to save as much as I could. up.
Everyone let out a long sigh of relief. To be honest, Luo Ning's painting and brushwork techniques are all at the pinnacle, and they were expressed with emotion. It is really a rare masterpiece. It would be a pity if it was scrapped. It is a great fortune to be rescued now.
Wanying snorted and said, "Lin San, I told you to pick up a big deal, just one or two strokes, and Sister Luo's painting can be regarded as your contribution."
I'm dizzy, this kind of one or two strokes of painting, your eldest lady is capable, do it yourself
Although Hou Yuebai could see that Lin San was good at painting, but he sneered at his pencil skills, thinking, this guy is a person with high eyesight and low skills, he is a master at painting evaluation, but his painting skills are sloppy Don't worry, next time I have a chance, I will compare my drawing skills with him.
Luo Ning is the only one who understands Lin Wanrong's one or two strokes, and changed the painting into a different mood in a blink of an eye. Is this painting done by myself? Looking at the painting, Luo Ning was both sad and moved, with mixed feelings During the intersection, they turned around and ran away.
Wanying hurriedly called out, "Sister Luo, where are you going?"
Luo Ning paused for a moment, but didn't turn around, and said softly, "Wanying, you can continue painting, I'll go over there to relax, and I'll be right back."
Wanying glanced at Lin Wanrong angrily and said, "It's all because of you?"
Lin Wanrong was stunned, thinking, what does this have to do with me. Seeing that sultry look, Lin Wanrong smiled and said: "Once upon a time there was a white horse who fell in love with a black horse..."
"You're going to die—" that Wanying was a violent master, and when he heard him teasing herself again, she kicked him quickly, fast and quick, she turned out to be a Lianjiazi, no wonder she was able to be the female police officer in this city.
Lin Wanrong was too lazy to entangle with her, so he walked away and walked a few steps under the embankment. He was about to find a place to pee, but saw a delicate figure sitting on the ground, staring at the rolling river in a daze.
No way, it's just a few criticisms, this chick is so overwhelmed that she wants to jump into the river? Lin Wanrong was shocked, and hurriedly shouted: "Miss Luo, don't jump—"
Luo Ning looked back, but saw Lin Wanrong running over in a hurry, she smiled and said, "Brother Lin, what are you talking about?"
Lin Wanrong said: "Miss Luo, you must not jump, I was just joking with you just now, there is no need for you to seek life and death."
Luo Ning was ashamed and angry, and annoyed: "Brother Lin, what are you talking about, why am I going to jump into the river?"
"That's good," Lin Wanrong wiped off his cold sweat and said, "As long as you don't jump into the river, everything can be negotiated."
Luo Ning felt that sometimes this person was extremely smart, but sometimes he was a brainless person. There was nothing she could do about him, so she took a few steps back, away from the river, and said with a smile: "Now don't worry. .”
Lin Wanrong sat down next to her unceremoniously and said: "I was scared to death, so you didn't want to jump into the river. Miss Luo, let me tell you, the water in the Yangtze River is muddy and yellow, jumping into the river is absolutely impossible." Don't choose this. Xuanwu Lake has clear water and pleasant scenery, and jumping into the lake is perfect." Luo Ning looked at him with a smile, and said angrily, "Brother Lin, is there anyone who can persuade people like this?"
Lin Wanrong wondered: "Persuasion? Why should I persuade you? You are a strong woman, do you need someone to persuade you?"
Luo Ning's expression darkened, she shook her head and said, "Brother Lin, you are wrong, this time, I really feel that I am very bad."
Don't, it's just a small blow, why did this make this talented woman discouraged? It seems that the setback education should be greatly strengthened.
Luo Ning sighed, sat beside him, looked at the long river and said: "In the past, I felt that I was proficient in all aspects of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and even those men were not as good as me, so I was very excited. But Later, when I saw the couplet of "Food is Immortal", I was hit in my heart. The words of brother Lin yesterday and the pointers in today's painting made me realize that I am just a frog at the bottom of a well, and I don't even know how big the sky is. Brother Lin, as you said, I grew up in a family of officials and officials since I was a child, and I have never had any contact with the people at all. My experience and experience are pitiful, but I am still so arrogant, and now even I feel a little bit disgusted with myself."
This chick is very good at self-criticism. You are unlucky to meet me, but you can only improve if you have encouragement. Lin Wanrong nodded and said: "Miss Luo, you are sincere and caring. It is too late for everyone to like you, so why would you hate me?" What about you. Persevering in your dreams is a great thing. As for experience, you can’t rush it. When you get older and experience more things, you will understand.”
Luo Ning glanced at him and said, "Brother Lin, I've always wondered why you are not much older than me, yet why do you know so many things and people's hearts so well?"
There is no way to answer this question. Lin Wanrong said solemnly: "Actually, I have been asking myself this question. But you know, it is really difficult to answer a question raised by a genius."
Luo Ning was stunned for a moment before realizing the cold humor in his words, she covered her mouth and giggled, "Brother Lin, you don't even speak seriously."
Lin Wanrong sighed: "Actually, apart from using genius to describe me, I really can't find any other words."
Luo Ning said softly: "I think so too."
Lin Wanrong laughed out loud, this chick has learned my sense of humor, which is a bit interesting.
Luo Ning had a look of forgiveness on her face, couldn't sit still, got up and said: "Brother Lin, I'm going to paint, you are not allowed to follow, otherwise, I will die again." After she finished speaking, she ran away and fell Like Lin Wanrong is a scourge.
Damn, am I that scary? If you didn't invite me, I wouldn't bother to go there. After talking for a long time, I forgot to urinate, and was about to act, but saw a "clay figurine" suddenly appearing next to me.
The man's face was covered with mud, his feet were bare, and his face looked familiar. Lin Wanrong was taken aback and said, "Master Luo, why did you do this?"