Xueba, I beg you to go and escort him quickly!

The old man nodded.

Sure enough, what Xu Heng showed was unwillingness.

Seeing this little guy who is not submissive to him, the old man likes it very much.

"Play a few games of chess with me! Can you play Go?"

Xu Heng, "Let's play chess!"

bargain!

Because Xu Heng felt that the old man had no malice towards him, on the contrary, he liked it very much.

He dared to do this.

The old man said, "Let's go! Chess is just like chess."

The old man brought the chessboard, and the two killed a few rounds.

Xu Heng lost a lot!

The old man looked at Xu Heng, "I always feel like you are giving way to me!"

Xu Heng, "Is there? Don't be suspicious, if you don't play, just speak up!"

The more the old man looked at Xu Heng, the more he liked him.

In his capacity, in his position.

Some people around him are extremely respectful and dare not make mistakes. Sometimes when talking to him, they have to be careful and think twice.

Even the juniors in the family, those little dolls, after childhood, after being sensible, they also respect the teacher and become a little alienated.

Look at it from the standpoint of an old man!

He is very lonely!

Comrades of the same age have gone a lot, and he is getting more and more lonely.

And some people around him are all in awe of themselves.

He wanted to get close to some dolls, but he didn't have this opportunity.

He was very happy to see Xu Heng today.

Actually Xu Heng didn't know his real identity at all, he knew that the other party should be very powerful!

But no matter how powerful you are, you are still a person!

Besides, no matter how powerful he is, he has retired and is just a normal old man.

People like me so much, but I'm still coy?

This will only backfire!

Might as well let go!

"If you stop playing, I'll put away chess for you!"

The old man said, "Okay! Take it! Put it all away! Put it in my study."

The old man got up on crutches, Xu Heng followed behind and walked into the house.

As soon as he entered, Xu Heng found that the old man's wall was covered with landscape paintings.

Xu Heng's eyes swept across, and one of them was his own painting.

Already framed nicely!

The old man laughed, "How about my paintings?"

Xu Heng said bluntly, "You don't need to draw some that are too fake! Like this one, and that one, the high imitation ones are not bad, but the other ones are too far behind in artistic conception!"

"Hmm! It's still the one I drew myself!"

The old man said, "Uh... you brat, are you still boasting about yourself?"

"Why, you still look down on my imitation paintings? Then tell me, what's wrong with my paintings?"

Xu Heng said, "It's better to see the real chapter in the pen than to say a hundred sentences."

"Grandpa, borrow your pen and ink!"

Xu Heng came as soon as he picked up his pen!

This time not only black and white ink, Xu Heng also used a lot of pigments.

landscape painting!

Not just black and white!

Xu Heng picked up the pen and swayed freehand!

Just in the old man's study, the mountains and mountains are outlined one stroke at a time.

When Xu Heng wrote, more than an hour had passed.

During the whole process, the old man kept staring intently.

The whole picture!

It is majestic, dripping with green ink, reflecting and blending.

The whole volume starts from the painting of the lake on the upper left, from the lake where the water and the sky are uniform, into the mountains and mountains illuminated by the clouds.

The lower part is full of ancient trees, lush and lush, the upper part is full of peaks and ridges, undulating and unpredictable, and in the middle is a waterfall, surrounded by purple smoke, and the upper left corner is vast, as if seeing the other shore.

The old man looked dazed.

He murmured, "In the painting, houses, pavilions, small bridges, and thatched pavilions are dotted all over, looming, misty in the mountains, smoke at the bottom of the gullies, dense forests on the peaks, and the peaks behind appear and disappear from time to time."

"Where the smoke disappears, the mountains and forests are detailed and dense, and the deep place is both virtual and solid, with heavy ink splashes and heavy colors like black clouds covering the sun."

"I thought that splashing ink can reflect such a great freehand brushwork. I didn't expect that your real brushwork made this painting more perfect!"

"The outline is precise, the rubbing is thick, and the dyeing is dignified. It contrasts with the illusion of clouds and mist formed by splashing ink and color, making it even more vast and magnificent."

Slowly raising his head, the old man looked at the landscape paintings hanging on the wall again, and suddenly lost interest.

Before, it was because of Xu Heng's black and white ink landscapes that he had to remove all the black and white paintings in the room!

Put on this one with color!

But now it's better!

Because of Xu Heng's second painting, he felt that the fakes hanging on the wall of his house were even more bleak.

"Hey...it looks like they're going to be put away again!"

Xu Heng, "Do you want to help?"

Old man, "Okay!"

"I really didn't expect that you, a little doll, have mastered so many painting skills at such a young age! You have reached the pinnacle of painting black and white ink landscape paintings! I didn't expect that you are so impressive in the use of color."

Xu Heng, "Grandpa, if you say that, I won't be able to answer your words!"

"Are you underestimating me, or..."

The old man interrupted Xu Heng and gave him a blank look, "Tell me about the technique of using colors..."

Xu Heng glanced at the high imitation paintings hanging in the old man's house.

Pointing to one of them, he said, "Pay attention to the use of green and heavy colors, and the workmanship is delicate and neat."

"Before the Sui Dynasty, the landscape paintings of the Wei and Jin Dynasties were not only relatively simple in terms of composition, shape, and brushwork, but also in the use of color in the entire picture."

"But in the Sui Dynasty, because of this painting, a big change began."

This painting shows the situation where the water and the sky meet. There are green hills and verdant lakes, and the lake is melted. The peaches and apricots are in full bloom and the grass is green.

Xu Heng, "The painter used green and green to emphasize the landscape, painted the foot of the mountain with lacquer gold, filled the trunk with ocher, and took the panorama from a distance. The layout of the characters is proper, which is the first of its kind in the Tang Dynasty. It is very representative in the early landscape paintings."

"..."

As soon as he spoke, the professional Xu Heng attracted the old man.

After Xu Heng's comments, even the old man himself felt that there were too many gaps in the high imitation paintings hanging in his home.

"He was originally a painter, and he was good at using the technique of stippling to outline details."

"Look here, if the original painter were to deal with the branches and buds, he would definitely use powder dots to form the image of the first buds, but in your imitation painting, there is no such thing."

"The whole painting shows the new greenery, the flowers in full bloom, the water and the sky are the same color, and the depth is indistinguishable."

"Your picture! It's too far behind!"

"I take back what I said before, this is not even a high imitation."

"..."

The old man listened with gusto and nodded frequently, like a student.

Before they knew it, both of them missed their lunch time.

The nanny came to remind me for the third time, and the old man was relieved.

The old man blushed, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! You're hungry, let's go! Have lunch!"

For two, it's a simple meal.

Kung Pao chicken, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, plus a vegetable tofu soup.

Xu Heng was very satisfied after eating the rice.

After all, I haven't eaten rice for two days at home!

After the meal was over, Xu Heng asked, "Old man, are there any after-dinner activities?"

Grandpa became "grandfather".

The old man is still smiling!

"Take a short break and take you to Tai Chi, how about it?"

Xu Heng wasn't interested, "What do you mean by playing ball? I'm fine. Play Tai Chi, let's forget it!"

Rejected directly!

This time, it was not a bargain, but a direct rejection.

The old man froze for a moment, feeling a little emotional.

He hasn't heard others reject him so directly in many years.

"You little brat...!"

He looked at Xu Heng with flickering eyes.

Xu Heng, "???"

He couldn't understand that the old man's daily life was broken, and it was the kind of... feeling he expected to be broken.

　 　"Little guy, why don't you give me pointers and see how I draw?"

Xu Heng frowned, and looked at the old man seriously, "Old man, are you sure?"

The old man, "OK!"

Xu Heng, "Then don't be impatient and beat people with crutches!"

What Xu Heng meant was that he was very strict in this regard.

The old man smiled, "Okay! I was afraid you weren't serious enough!"

Xu Heng really wants to be serious!

To the extent that the old man loves landscape painting so much, he does not allow others to perfuse himself.

When I came to the study, I was served with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

The old man picked up the pen and started!

Xu Heng watched from the side.

"Qianjiang! Old man! What's going on with you!"

"It is necessary to distinguish the size, height, distance, and back of the mountain rocks. After the four greens and a little ocher are used as the base, they are covered with flower blue, ocher yellow, or ocher and a little light ink to make it blue, yellow, and black. From time to time, it shines brightly."