Shin's painter

The carriage passed a tree of white apricot blossoms, Shen Xiaozhi asked the groom Ali to break a branch.She held it in her hands and watched the fragile beauty of the petals under the light and shadow.From the bamboo forest in the east of the river, she lives in the Sun's house, and has a lot of trivial matters. Except for that day of drawing, she has not touched a pen for a long time.

Itchy fingertips.

Drawing paper, pens and paints are at hand.

Idlers in Jianghu said: In case you make a great painting, you can also make up for the cost of this trip.isn't it?

Shen Xiaozhi felt that it was a pity that she was only a spy, since she was clearly a spy.

Alcohol addiction is as unbearable as an itch.

Shen Xiaozhi spread out the drawing paper, and said to Sun Ling who was beside her, "Miss Sun, please come and help me grind the ink." She neatly arranged the paint bottle, and seeing that Sun Ling was still sitting in the corner, she called out, "Quick Come on, I'm afraid I'll swallow you, aren't you?"

Sun Ling had no choice but to temporarily act as a book boy.

Ink, grinded.

Painter Shen looked at her unceremoniously with an apricot blossom branch.

The light from outside the window shines in, and the light and shade are distinct. After a while, a branch of apricot blossom appears on the paper, lifelike.

However, Painter Shen was not satisfied, and complained secretly: Could it be that her fingers were not practiced, and the hand felt stiff... She shook her head lightly, but she heard Sun Ling ask: "Painter Shen's landscapes are famous, but there are few portraits. Why? ?”

Shen Xiaozhi raised her head to look at her, and replied: "The scenery is the most real, without any falsehood. Humans are so hypocritical that it's hard to write." Looking at her handsome face from the corner of her eye, she said, "As for you, it's quite real. "In addition to being half-hearted and half-hearted, liking the new and disliking the old.

Being praised by her, Sun Ling was inexplicably happy, her bright smile rose up, it was even brighter than the sunshine outside the window.

Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration and ordered: "Sun Ling, turn your head and look out the window, don't move!"

Sun Ling wanted to ask why, but she forced her to adjust her sitting posture.

The carriage drove steadily on the quiet official road, the birds sang occasionally, and the painter in the carriage was concentrating on his brush strokes.After a while, a woman was added beside the apricot blossom branch, smiling at the flowers, with a pretty face and a warm smile, as if she wanted to melt people.

Painter Shen took a look at the brush, the woman in the painting had starry eyes, like torches, as if she wanted to see through her mind.

Surprised, she quickly rubbed off the painting and threw it aside.

Sun Ling put down the flower branch and asked: "Is the painting not satisfactory?" Why just rub it off?She wanted to pick it up, but Shen Shen swept his leg and swept the paper ball to the corner beside her, making it impossible for her to pick it up.Painter Shen grabbed two handfuls of peanuts, chewed them bitterly, and didn't answer.

Since she was a child, my mother advised her not to draw portraits.

The painter's soul will be revealed in the paintings. The more realistic the characters in her works, the more they can reflect her true state of mind.

A painter who can be seen through at a glance is of little value.

The sight of being seen through made her uncomfortable.

She, A Niang, and even some smart women are not easy to paint figures, because their naked souls are revealed in the paintings.

When getting out of the car, taking advantage of Master Shen not paying attention, Sun Ling secretly hid the crumpled drawing paper in her sleeve.Taking advantage of the moonlight that night, she opened it to take a look, but her expression changed, the corners of her mouth raised.Painter Shen was dissatisfied, and the discarded work was a treasure in her eyes.

There is... her in the eyes of her in the pen!

Xinghua Town, Jing Garden.

Jingyuan is one of the properties of Sun's paper house, with more than [-] branches across the country.This trip is full of dangers, Sun Ling proposed to stay in Jing Garden, Shen Xiaozhi has no objection.

The first night of travel is also the most dangerous night.

The moon is just rising, and the spring night is slightly cold.

After eating and drinking, Shen Xiaozhi was ready to go to bed to rest.

Suddenly hearing a knock on the door, she stood in front of the door and asked vigilantly, "Who is it?"

The person outside the door replied: "It's me. Sun Ling."

Shen Xiaozhi opened the door and saw Sun Ling enter with a sword.She leaned her back against the door, looked at Sun Ling and asked, "Miss Sun has something important to do at this late hour, and she came here with a sword in hand?" She only secretly put the dagger back into her sleeve at the last moment.

Sun Ling was never the only one who was vigilant.

Sun Ling held the sword and sat on the chair by the door, and replied, "Tonight, I will guard the door for you. You should have a good rest!"

Painter Shen tilted his body and almost lost his footing.

With a person like her in the room, how can she teach herself how to fall asleep?

The thief didn't come to the door, so she sneaked/on/chuáng in the middle of the night, teach her how to deal with it?

No.

She refuses.

She didn't have the confidence to live in the same room with her.Ignoring Sun Ling's argument, she pushed him out of the room.Shen Xiaozhi pushed open the window and let the spring breeze blow in, blowing away the rest of the day's restlessness.To be on the safe side, she slept with her clothes on, but she couldn't fall asleep, probably due to the exhaustion of the week.

Suddenly, there was a small sound coming from the corridor.

It was so late at night, and she was at the last moment, it was impossible for anyone to move around.

Holding the dagger, she turned over and got out of bed, and saw a black shadow shining on the window grille.Squinting her phoenix eyes, she opened the door and shouted: "Who is it?"

The man saw a cold light in the dark night, raised his hand and said, "It's me."

"Sun...Sun Ling?!"

"Yes."

Shen Xiaozhi turned back to the room, lit a candle, looked out, and said angrily: "You don't sleep in the middle of the night, you put it in front of my room door, what are you doing?"

Sun Ling replied with some embarrassment: "I will watch the night for you."

Because she was worried, she couldn't sleep, and after being kicked out by Master Shen, she kept sitting at the door.

Shen Xiaozhi rubbed her forehead, watching her standing helplessly in front of the door through her fingers.After traveling all day, the carriage was bumpy and unable to rest.She pursed her lips, and said: "Ugly words come first," she pulled out a short knife from her sleeve, "I carry a knife with me, if you dare to mess around in the middle of the night, I won't be polite!"