Ye Xiyao was taken aback and reached out to pull him.As a result, Lu Wang still didn't react, and he still didn't move."
Leave him alone.Are you ready" The old man spoke again, Ye Xiyao came back to his senses violently, thought about it, and finally nodded and said, "Ready." ”"Okay, let's get started."
When the voice fell, I saw the old man raise his hand and move, and suddenly a blank piece of paper immediately appeared in front of Ye Xiyao.Ye Xiyao instantly condensed and looked down.But I saw a line of words written on it: Draw a picture of looking at the mountain and viewing the pavilion.Looking at the mountain and the pavilion, even if he is as calm as Ye Xiyao, he is a little dazed at this time.This is to paint on the spot, and this Wangshan Pavilion and so on, this so-called Wangshan Pavilion refers to the hill where he is located, this octagonal pavilion, but this is the Spirit Monument, doesn't it mean that the elite geniuses of the human race are screened How Ye Xiyao's face was rarely stunned for two seconds.looked up at the old man opposite, but saw that the old man was still closed, and he didn't mean to explain at all.So at the moment, Ye Xiyao also broke the jar.Anyway, it has come to this point, not to mention the view of the pavilion in Wangshan, even if she is asked to draw the Wang Ba flip, it is not a big deal.It's just that there is no pen Ye Xiyao was thinking about it, and suddenly a new set of pen, ink, paper, and inkstone immediately appeared in front of her.Ye Xiyao: ""No matter, just paint."
Ye Xiyao immediately picked up the pen, and at the same time, she couldn't help but recall the situation she saw when she looked up at the bottom of the mountain before.Then, with a few strokes, the outline of the entire mountain peak was sketched first.Ye Xiyao was born in a medical family in her previous life and never learned to paint, but she read a lot of herbal medicine atlases in ancient books.And at the moment, there are only a few brushstrokes, although in the eyes of everyone in the painting, it is nothing, but it also accurately outlines the characteristics of the entire mountain.After drawing the mountain peaks, Ye Xiyao then used concise lines to outline the stone steps and octagonal pavilions.Then a little decorated with some ancient trees in the mountains, one or two birds that soared up like this, before and after, but with a stick of incense, Ye Xiyao painted it.Ye Xiyao immediately stopped writing.At this time, the old man on the opposite side suddenly stretched out his hand, and immediately pulled back the painting that Ye Xiyao had just drawn.This time, the old man finally opened his eyes.Glancing at the simple painting in his hand, he then stretched out his hand and pointed to the abstract bird drawn by the stroke, and said, "What is this" Ye Xiyao glanced up and replied: "Bird." ”"Did you see it" "Didn't you" Ye Xiyao asked casually, then looked up at the old man opposite, and said, "I think there should be." ”In fact, this painting Ye Xiyao painted is really simple, and taking it out to the top of the sky is the level of the kindergarten class.But I have to say that if this painting didn't have these two birds soaring, I would feel that the whole picture was dead.But because of the addition of them, the whole painting has a touch of agility and vitality.The old man didn't speak again, but looked up at Ye Xiyao.Then the thin fingers moved, and in an instant, the mahogany square table in front of Ye Xiyao suddenly became empty again, and then another blank paper fell in front of her.Just like just now, a few words were also written on this blank paper: one article describing the spring scene, limited to five crosses.oshow7t1706231537: