Chapter 189: Do nothing

This painting is only realistic in the center of the human center, and the surroundings are relatively simple and fuzzy. ?
After painting, Han Bing sighed: "It's really a wonderful hand!"
The maid peeped a few eyes aside and envied her. She usually looked at nothing strange, but there was nothing strange in the Pavilion Master Station. It felt so good when you painted it. There seemed to be a perpetual flower wall to accompany the Patriarch forever. Go on.
pretty! so beautiful! Xiao Rong, who was able to get closer to see more, was even more envious. She also wanted to have a picture like this, which could be hung on the wall of the room every day to see how good it was, but a painting worth 100,000 gold coins, she I can't afford it.
In addition to thinking about it, there can only be a wailing in my heart. People are different from human lives. Compared with the cabinet master, they are not so lucky.
Invited Xue Luo'er to stand in front of the painting and stare for a while.
After waiting for a while, Han Bing tried to ask again, "Miss, how is it painted?"
"Good!" Xue Luo'er nodded coldly again.
"Hurry up and close up the paintings!" Han Bing greeted the girls happily.
"Yes!" The two young ladies stepped forward to do the same again.
The next drawing location is at a moon gate, and there are pavilions and pavilions behind the moon gate. Xue Luo'er stood at the entrance of the circular moon gate, and made a look from the moon gate to this side.
After the painting, Qionglou Yuyu, the courtyard is deep, and the beautiful woman against the moon gate is very beautiful.
Is usually used to seeing some strange places, but the artistic conception in the painting makes people sigh and sigh in the heart, and Hanbing said: "There is indeed a set of backgrounds selected by Mr."
This time I really felt that the one million gold coins were worth the money, and the talent was priceless.
Niu Youdao humbly said: "The chief executive is ridiculous and slowly grinded it out. It took a long time to decide last night."
For him, this is actually nothing. Have n’t I eaten pork? Have n’t I seen a pig run? The styles in some photographs of the previous life are used.
Han Bing: "Mr. makes me bother."
Xue Luo'er feels that the person in the painting wants to break through the blockade of the deep courtyard, and it seems that he has stepped out of the deep courtyard and first met a new world. After gazing at the painting for a long time, he said, "Shut up!"
Han Bing knew that the young lady liked the picture very much, and quickly waved: "Shut up!"
The location for the next picture was selected in a pavilion, Niu Youdao let a fragrant couch, let Xue Luoer lie on the side, one leg slightly curved, one hand supported his head, one Looking at the book in one hand, behind the Xiangfei Couch is a round window with whirling tree shadows outside.
Xue Luo'er lay down like this, sketching out the curves that are not usually visible, and the curves from the waist to the slender legs are exquisite.
Changed the usual, if any man dared to let Xue Luo'er do this, he was blasphemy the ice and snow pavilion master and had to be killed alive.
However, today, a group of women are crazy, up to the ice, down to the maidservant, there is no doubt, but Niu Youdao said what is what, all cooperate.
Niu Youdao stood in front of the drawing board, pointing fingers and feet, instructing a censer to burn incense here, and instructing to put a cabinet over there.
A group of people are busy, Niu Youdao looks at the woman lying on the side of the couch, secretly, this woman looks pretty good, if she is not afraid of an accident, she must take a picture of 1uo, and if you ca n’t, take a step back to make the clothes untidy and springy. The leakage is no problem.
It is still the same sentence. In this case, the woman's brain cannot think normally. What about the ice and snow pavilion master?
But he didn't dare to look back and waited for this group of people to wake up. The man who had seen the main scene of the ice and snow pavilion's clothes was still quite doubtful whether he could leave him alive.
Of course, some people still felt that the appearance of the patriarch seemed a bit that way. The unrelated men drove out, there was no sun here, and there was no need to hold an umbrella. The Chuan Building was naturally kicked out.
The painting was made, and a group of maids stared at the picture enviously.
Wandering in the shadow of the tree outside the window, the beauty lying on the side of the window, with the fragrance of books in his hand, and the green smoke curled up.
The atmosphere and taste of the pavilion set off is really elegant, with a touch of laziness in the elegance, coupled with the cool temperament of the pavilion owner, it feels simply, it is impossible to envy a group of maidservants.
Han Bing couldn't help but look back at Niu Youdao. Now this guy is too good at setting scenes. Have he ever seen such scenes, otherwise how would he know that they are so beautiful?
Got up and walked to the painting to stare at Xue Luo'er, he was stunned for a moment, but he never expected that he would have such a unique aspect.
The picture was naturally put away again.
After finishing this painting, the time has come to noon. Under light conditions, it is appropriate to go to the top of the mountain behind the Ice and Snow Pavilion. This is calculated in the morning.
The group of people in Bingxue Pavilion are very interested, and want to see what new dream-like pictures will come out.
When a group of people packed up and left the place of Qionglou Yuyu, Niu Youdao told Yuan Gang to stay, not to follow.
Han Bing asked, "Why don't you take your husband's assistant?"
Niu Youdao said with a smile: "He is not a monk, and it is troublesome to go up and down the mountain, and he is not needed on the mountain temporarily. Let him wait here."
Hearing this, everyone did not reluctantly rely on him.
Xueluoer looked back and looked at Yuan Gang more than once. It seemed a bit unexpected. Yuan Gang was not a monk.
However, Yuan Gang, who watched a group of people leave, knew it well, and Taoist still moved his thoughts on Chiyang Zhu Guo!
The reason is very simple. Dao Ye does not want these people to fear his secret.
This line will naturally not be disturbed by snow stalks. When I saw the pavilion leader went up the mountain himself, no one dared to offend the guards on the mountain.
And his party arrived at the top of the mountain smoothly. Xiao Rong pointed out to Han Bing how to frame the scene as he had said before.
Looking at the open atmosphere and the hierarchical scenery, Han Ying: "Yes, it is really a good scene, and if you get the good hands of the gentleman, it will certainly be a good painting."
Niu Youdao looked at the distant and near scenes, and visually selected the best location, pointing to a 1uo exposed black rock, "Pavilion Lord, please sit on that stone, facing the Ice and Snow Pavilion, back to this side."
Han Bing looked at the place where the easel was placed, wondering: "If you turn your back to this side, won't you only be able to draw the back?"
Niu Youdao: "Yes, this picture only shows the back."
Han Bing was surprised: "Is such a beautiful view only painted on the back?" She felt that the scene in front of her was better than before, and it also reflected the meaning of Bingxue Pavilion.
Niu Youdao said: "It is just the back."
On the contrary, Xue Luoer walked past without a word, and followed what Niu Youdao said. Han Bing quickly waved his hand and sent a cushion to him.
"Pavilion Lord, face slightly to the left, slightly exposed, right, that's it!" Niu Youdao once commanded, and after making his orders, he drew a pen and started drawing, focusing on it.
No one dared to bother on the side, only to hear the sound of the wind on the top of the mountain, and the crisp ringtones that occasionally drove off the snow.
This time, the framing range is very large, and it is also the longest time-consuming painting. The Chuan Building on the side is not afraid of hard work, holding an ‘umbrella’.
Until the pen was closed, the person watching was unable to recover for a long time.
"Pavilion Lord, all right." Niu Youdao shouted.
Xue Luo'er got up and walked over to the drawing board, his eyes immediately frozen, and it was difficult to move away.
In the distance, the snowy mountains rise and fall, the vast snowfields, the rushing river in the canyon, and the vague cave shops and silhouettes, the pavilions and pavilions hidden under the mountains, subtly and delicately appear, but a beautiful back in the painting has become The finishing touch of the whole picture.
The graceful back, her coat fluttering in the wind, sitting there alone, gathered the center of the whole painting and the essence of her onto her body. The world is so magnificent and clear, only the woman is weak but she can't see her face, only her back. No one knows what expression is on the woman's face and what she is thinking about.
A vast expanse, a weak and solitary, set off against each other, that part of the mood, the beauty is heartbreaking.
At this time, Han Bing no longer felt that there was anything wrong with the back of the painting. After reading the painting, if the person in the painting shows his face again, it is unnecessary to think about it.
Yuan Gang, who was watching, murmured in his heart, Dao Ye, this is not doing business!
In fact, Yuan Gang sometimes ca n’t stand Niu Youdao, often shouting in his mouth that he does n’t like to kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill. Those who like to play a bit of elegance, write a character, draw a picture, play a piano, play an erhu, sing a Peking opera, and so on, are known as self-cultivation.
It seems to Yuan Gang that he is a vassal and elegant. No matter what kind of piano, calligraphy, painting and calligraphy, others also believe that you are a gangster!
Xue Luo'er reached out and touched the finger gently on the painting, whispering: "Master, put this painting away."
"Eh, okay, okay." The frozen ice waved back, "Come on, okay!"
After painting here, I didn't go to the other places outside the Ice and Snow Pavilion to choose the scenery. In the words of Niu Youdao, there is enough for the snow scene outside. No matter how you paint in other places, it is better than here.
Everyone heard the words deeply.
Back at the place of Qionglou Yuyu, came to the garden, let Xue Luo'er stand beside a cluster of blooming flowers, picked a branch and let Xue Luo'er take it in his hand, and placed it in front of his nose to slightly sniff Look.
Niu Youdao took a close-up view this time. The drawing board was placed very close to Xue'er. First, a large ellipse was drawn in the middle of the drawing paper ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and then he painted in the ellipse.
Because the framing is very close, Xue Luo'er's figure occupies most of the position in the ellipse. The entire ellipse is almost prepared for her alone. The flowers on the side seem to be filled in the blank space.
When the painting came out, it was very different from the previous painting. The painting was small and beautiful. The only person asked whether the flower was more fragrant or the person was more beautiful. It was really a poet in the painting.
After the painting, Xue Luo'er was standing on the cornice roof as I wanted to go by the wind, and Xue Luo'er was sitting on the bench of the pavilion's water pavilion, leaning on the pillar and embracing his knees.
After drawing eight paintings, Xue Luoer refused to paint, and asked Han Bing to paint one.
Han Bing couldn't quit, and thought in her heart, she had to thank, "The old slave got the light of the lady."
There is a reason why Han Bing did n’t paint. She did n’t know if she was tired of her posture, but she wanted to see how Niu Youdao painted it with her own eyes. She was sure. She stood by the drawing board and witnessed how a painting was formed. .
Xue Luo'er also clearly saw that a group of maidservants on the scene also had the expectation of painting, and the last picture was reserved for the maid of the scene to paint together.
A group of maids were excited, standing on a step outside a pavilion, standing at different levels, Chuan Building also joined in, the only male, all the faces fell on the drawing paper.
After being excited, a group of maids were upset again. There were so many people, so there was only one painting. Who should paint it?
This is not Niu Youdao should be worried, he thought it was over, who knows that Xue Luoer's tone beside him slowly sang a poem, "Once the sea was hard to water, except Wushan is not a cloud. Take a second flower bush lazy review, half marginal repair path half margin Jun! "8