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Immediately afterwards, the fog in the bamboo forest gradually dissipated, replaced by various bright and dazzling colors.

Such colorful colors may take a long time to choose. After all, color inks are colors taken from minerals.

When Qin Zhimo saw the painting for the first time, he was amazed by the bamboo forest in the fog in front of him.

The colored ink in the back is in sharp contrast with the haze in the front, which is commonly known as the collision of visual colors.

It has the charm of ink painting, but also has a sense of eccentricity.

In general, there are still many shortcomings...

We must know that Chinese painting pays attention to an atmosphere, the overall style and charm, and if something is wrong, the taste will change.

However, it is not easy to have such an idea in just one day.

"All you old fellows, come and have a look. My apprentice is right, she just stayed up all night to finish this painting."

"I just said that it is impossible for this child to be late for no reason. It turns out that he put all his energy into this painting last night."

When Wen Qiao heard this, she turned her head stiffly.

Only then did he notice the four old men sitting on the chairs in front.

After seeing their faces clearly, Wen Qiao's eyes widened in disbelief.

You must know that these few people present are all masters in the world of Chinese painting, and their status is no lower than Qin Zhimo.

These few, usually want to see them very difficult.

But today they all gather here.

If other people saw this, they would probably go crazy with joy.

Wen Qiao quickly came back to her senses, panicked, bowed and questioned: "This junior has seen a few teachers, but I came here in too much haste just now, I didn't notice the teachers sitting here, I'm really sorry."

Huang Taiqing snorted coldly, holding a fan in his hand, fanning it vaguely.

They would never forgive this little girl so lightly. The four of them were sitting here, and they were ignored like this.

The other three also maintained the same attitude and did not intend to pay attention to Wen Qiao.

Is it reasonable to let the three old men sit here and wait for so long?

If there is no sincere apology and admission of mistakes, they will never look at her seriously.

Wen Qiao lifted it secretly from the corner of her eye, and looked at the four of them.

It was found that they were all indifferent, and they were doing their own things.

A fan that shakes a fan.

Nail-picking nail-picking.

It's just that no one cares about her.

Wen Qiao turned her head quietly, looking at Qin Zhimo with pleading eyes.

Qin Zhimo looked at the ceiling and stroked his beard, expressing that he was helpless and let her figure out a way for herself.

Wen Qiao immediately walked to the coffee table, took out the good tea that Qin Zhimo treasured, and began to make tea in a smooth manner.

Seeing that it was Qin Zhimo's treasured tea, those old fellows stretched their necks and widened their eyes.

Usually this old man is not an ordinary treasure these tea leaves, he never thought that he would be willing to let this little girl take them out, it seems that this little girl is really valued by this old man.

And this girl's tea making skills seem to be quite good.

This worked for a long time without letting the tea fragrance overflow too much. This is the real technique of making tea.

If all the tea smell comes out, it won't be so exciting to drink.

After about half an hour, Wen Qiao poured five cups of tea.

The first cup was served in front of Qin Zhimo, and he respectfully apologized: "I also hope that Master will have a lot. Forgive me for my mistake this time. There will never be a next time."

It was indeed her fault that she was late and made these teachers wait here for so long.

And last night she had promised Master that she would arrive at the painting association on time today, but in the end she was more than two hours late.

This really made her feel bad.

Qin Zhimo moaned, his old face was full of pride, look at his apprentice's sensible appearance, let those old fellows envy and hate him.

"Okay, okay, because of your sincerity, I won't care about you as a teacher. You must pay more attention next time."

"Yes!"

Wen Qiao nodded vigorously.

Then he took the tea and put it on the tea table next to the four teachers.

"I also invite Teacher Huang to drink tea. Is it the younger generation's fault? I hope Teacher Huang will forgive me!"

"Teacher Li to drink tea, please forgive me for my mistake, this junior will definitely pay more attention in the future."

"Teacher Bai to drink tea..."

"Teacher Zhao to drink tea..."

Huang Taiqing couldn't help being a little surprised when Wen Qiao called out the four of them's surnames accurately.

In the current Chinese painting circle, there are not many young people who can recognize all four of them.

Therefore, the attitude of the four of them towards Wen Qiao improved a lot.

"Your little girl will come to trouble. If you use your master's good tea to please us, aren't you afraid that he will trouble you later?"

"Ms. Huang was joking. My master has always been generous. What's more, the teachers are all friends of the master. It is right to entertain friends with good tea."

Wen Qiao replied neither humble nor overbearing.

In fact, my heart was tense to death.

I was afraid that if I answered wrongly, I would change the views of several teachers on her.

The first impression was already bad, and she still wanted to restore the first impression by relying on the latter impression.

"You old men have to stop in moderation. Don't be intimidated by a little girl's film. Come and see that she completed this painting overnight, and make a decision after watching it."

Qin Zhimo knew about the situation.

Should get into the topic or have to get into the topic.

With these old men around, plus Wen Qiao's own understanding, he will definitely learn a lot.

Huang Taiqing and the four old guys looked at each other, picked up Wen Qiao's tea and drank it, which was equivalent to forgiving Wen Qiao and accepting her apology.

This girl is indeed very pragmatic, she puts a lot of tea leaves.

Old man Qin couldn't help but cry to death when he looked at his own tea leaves.

After drinking, they got up together and walked to the copywriting table. Seeing this painting, the four seniors all fell silent.

Bold innovation is not a bad thing. The bamboo forest in the fog in front is indeed a beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, which fascinates people even at a glance.

It's just that the light behind it is too dazzling, which does not conform to the grand style of traditional Chinese painting.

If it was only the bamboo forest in the fog in front of it, it would be relatively simple.

Such a combination, on the contrary, complement each other.

Teacher Bai stroked his chin, frowned and asked, "Old man, are you sure you know this apprentice who has only studied for a dozen days?"

"Of course, I have to lie to you. I only recognize her as a disciple when I see her talent. Otherwise, what do you think I'm trying to do?"

Qin Zhimo became even more arrogant, and he knew that his vision was absolutely right.

Huang Taiqing also nodded in agreement: "It seems that this little girl is indeed very talented in this area, and she is a rare talent."

"Little girl, have you really never touched Chinese painting before?"