Chapter 363: Cao Xiu’s Visit
Chapter 362 – Cao Xiu’s Visit
The two of them were like old friends, and they pushed cups and exchanged glasses, chatting for a day and a night.
Zhuang Fei thing more and more chat feel Wang Xiu this person with great talent, extraordinary, and very much to their own appetite, said the words, every sentence in his heart, quite a sense of hate to see each other late.
“Brother Wang great talent! Today I have really learned!”
The next day, in front of the courtyard.
Zhuang Fei thing arched his hand as goodbye, solemnly said: “With brother Wang some conversation, Zhuang mou has benefited a lot, some things, has already thought open …… today temporarily farewell, come back to bother another day!”
Wang Xiu retained: “No hurry, Zhuang brother since he came to a trip, and how can return empty-handed, wait a little …… let under for Zhuang brother to do a painting!”
Zhuang Feiwei was puzzled, “Painting, don’t I already have one?”
Wang Xiu said, “How can that count? I know Brother Zhuang as soon as we met, so I should paint a portrait that belongs exclusively to Brother Zhuang!”
Saying that.
He brought Zhuang Feiqi to the pavilion.
He held the scroll and loved it.
Unfold the blank scroll.
From the car stepped down an old man with an extraordinary temperament and a young girl with a stunningly beautiful face.
The people surrounding the courtyard saw this.
……
Wang Xiu laughed, “When Brother Zhuang goes back, he can look at this scroll more often, perhaps he can gain something?”
Turning his eyes.
This was the first one for himself!
The other is his precious granddaughter, the pearl of his palm!”
The king’s brother had never yet painted a portrait of a man.
He was immediately taken in by the unique aura of the two and consciously stepped aside.
The tip of the brush flew across the paper like a swimming dragon, and within a short time, a scroll took shape.
Zhuang Feiwei looked at the portrait and was quite pleased.
An elegant and luxurious car pulled by four rare and exotic beasts Xuan Yu white horses slowly stopped.
In front of Wang Xiu’s residence.
“Who are these two? It feels extraordinary!”
Several more days passed.
If remembered correctly.
Zhuang Fei matter arched his hand and said, “Don’t worry, brother Wang ink treasure, Zhuang Mou must be well collected, morning and evening to observe!”
“This one you don’t even know? The president of the Green Leaf Society, rumored to be the number one person in the Wasteland State’s painting path, a true Taishan Beidou ah!
“Good, good painting!”
“He’s the number one? How come I heard that the other Red Mountain Society’s president is the number one?”
“Red Mountain Society? I don’t love to look at their paintings, they’re so deadpan, without a bit of spirituality …… Still, the paintings of the Greenleaf Society are good, full of meaning, worth savoring over and over again, no matter what, I don’t get tired of looking at them!”
“Nonsense, the Green Leaf Society’s paintings are like ghost drawings, can’t even understand them, are they paintings?”
“……”
Cao Xiu ignored the whispers from the side.
Giving Cao Qingqing a wink.
The latter immediately stepped forward, handed over the invitation to pay his respects, and softly smiled, “I’m sorry to trouble the girl to inform you, but my family ancestor has come to pay his respects as promised, and to spar with Mr. Wang on the Way of Painting!”
Nie Suzuran smiled coquettishly and said without being overbearing, “My son said, if President Cao comes, there is no need to report, just go in directly!”
Upon hearing this, Cao Xiu let out a cry as if he was surprised and laughed aloud, “They say that it’s as hard as heaven to meet Mr. Wang in this White Jade City, but I didn’t realize that old man I still have this kind of face!”
Nie Suzuran softly laughed, “President Cao is joking, you are a giant of the painting path, my son has always respected you!”
The few people joked and laughed as they headed inside, quickly disappearing from the crowd’s view.
Crowd.
There was a lot of talk.
“Hiss, President Qing Ye actually took the initiative to pay a visit to this Prince Wang Yitian, did I read it right?”
“No matter what Mr. Wang says, at most he is only a newcomer in the painting world, but this …… has long been a renowned Taishan Beidou, isn’t this status …… reversed?”
“What do you know? President Cao has always loved talent, this is a courtesy …… to the wise.” “If you say so, then Wang Yitian is too ungrateful, actually not even greeting him!”
“……”
The crowd exchanged words.
Outside the courtyard gate, many figures squatting here day and night saw this scene and coincidentally pulled out their summoning spirit talismans to transmit the news back.
……
Somewhere in the riverfront attic, the scenery was infinite.
Dancers with colorful figures danced with the song.
A group of elegantly dressed figures were gathering around a few scrolls, discussing with a great deal of clarity.
“Brother Zhang’s painting of the Returning Geese on the Riverside is truly marvelous in both form and spirit!”
“Where where where, this Spring River Hundred Scenes picture of Brother Lin is the most marvelous ah ……”
“……”
The crowd bragged to each other.
A blue-clothed youth stood by the beaded curtain and said with a respectful face, “Miss Fang, these are all famous talents in our White Jade City, all of them are the best in the painting path, and have been truly taught by famous masters, you see ……”
“Just this?”
A cold voice came out from within the beaded curtains, undisguised contempt, causing the atmosphere in the room to suddenly become solemn.
“If these goods are the most outstanding talents of your Desolate State …… then I’m afraid that this Little Cold Mountain Feast, I’m afraid that it has no chance with you!”
The voice came out, and the many youths in the room had ugly faces, green for a while and white for a while, but they didn’t dare to say anything more.
Just at this moment.
A subtle sound came out.
“Mountain Lord! In the latest news, Qing Ye President Cao Xiu personally went to visit rookie Wang Yitian, saying that he was cutting the painting path!”
Sniffing.
The room was instantly dead silent.
Then there was a clamor.
What kind of character was Cao Xiu? A giant of the Painting Dao!
One of the top figures of the Painting Dao within the Wasteland State.
There were very few people in the world who were qualified to spar with him!
Now he actually took the initiative to come to his door to spar with a rookie who had only made a name for himself?
It was simply unbelievable!
“Cao Xiu?”
Behind the beaded curtain, a purple-clothed girl with a haughty look, like a snowy cold plum, tilted her head and thought back, “I was wrong about his painting, it’s considered to have gained a few moments of true meaning, and it’s still quite watchable ……”
“As for that Wang Yitian …… is never heard of!”
On the side, the blue-clothed young man hastened to say: “Miss Fang, you just arrived in the White Jade City, I’m afraid I’m not clear, this person is only in recent months in the White Jade City fame, before there was never this person ……
It is said to be very good at drawing portraits, and the portraits drawn by this person …… seem to have some miraculous ability, able to help people change their shape and appearance, and even reshape their bodies ……”
Hear here.
The purple-clothed girl flashed a trace of interest between her eyes, “Is there a painting of him?”
The blue-clothed youth hurriedly said, “Yes!”
After saying that, he hurriedly left, and within a short time, he arrived with several paintings.
“These are the paintings made by that Wang Yitian, which have been spread by various brands these days and are all over the streets!”
The purple-clothed young girl opened one and scrutinized it, her eyes narrowing slightly, “The brushwork is exquisite, almost to the point of returning to the realm of the real ……”
Hearing this, the blue-clothed youth was suddenly quite surprised.
To know that this young girl in front of him had a mysterious origin, even Cao Xiu seemed to be just barely worth mentioning in her eyes.
Nowadays, she actually gave birth to such a reaction because of Wang Yitian’s painting!
After looking at it for a while longer.
The purple-clothed girl shook her head.
Seeing this, the blue-clothed youth immediately tensed up, “What? Where is it wrong?”
The purple-clothed maiden said, “This painting has been branded too much, and has long since lost the true meaning of it, and just from the brushwork and shape, not much can be seen, is there an original?”
(End of chapter)