When Cen Qingqing taught Xiao Mengmeng, Zeng Taoyan and Liang Xueyao studied the two paintings. The more they looked at them, the more they were shocked. These are the masterpieces of masters. And they also combined the mistakes that Lu Wen pointed out from the process of Lu Wen's painting, and they looked at it with a sudden feeling.
Those who were attracted by the halo also saw the two paintings. They saw two paintings of two little girls playing on the lawn. These were nothing, but as they gradually looked deeper, they could discover The two little girls seemed to be doing various play movements on the lawn.
It's like they are really playing around in this painting, and looking at Xiao Mengmeng's paintings, it feels like this little guy is naughty, watching this little guy on the lawn and those who are blown out by that unscrupulous wind This animal plays together.
I can still see this little guy grabbing the lawn bunny's ears, staring at her can feel a sense of vitality, making people full of vitality.
And looking at the picture scroll of millet grains, there is another feeling. It can be seen that it is a quiet child with an innocent smile on her face. Watching her play happily with those gentle animals, it seems that she is a quiet child. Unusual warmth and harmony.
Gives people a kind of warm and healing power, so that people who are irritated can calm down and get rid of helplessness and irritability in their hearts.
This is the second-rate master, who can give people some spiritual power in the painting, and this is why people above the second-rate level are welcomed.
At this time, Xiao Mengmeng also got rid of her mother's bondage, and ran to the painting of herself again, and she hugged him all of a sudden. The people around him were a little nervous, for fear that the child would ruin the painting.
At this moment, a voice came through, "I don't know if these two paintings are sold? I can pay a big price, five million per painting."
A pair of five million and two paintings is ten million. Lu Wen only spent more than an hour to paint. Cen Qingqing was stunned. Although her family is rich, she can't make money in an hour. Ten million.
Lu Wen saw a middle-aged man coming out. It seemed that he was talking just now. Before Lu Wen had spoken, he heard Liang Xueyao's words "Five million? You can't buy either of these two paintings at this price."
The middle-aged man was not angry either. He was still a bit of tolerance. He smiled and said, "Actually, five million is not low. I admit that this should be the work of a master, and it is such a young master, so talented." He also exaggerated Lu Wen.
Lu Wen smiled politely and did not speak. He was a little curious as to whether the girl Liang Xueyao could see anything.
The middle-aged man continued, "This is the work of a master, but now this master is still very young, and there should be many more works in the future. Besides, the current master has no reputation. I still know a little about the painting and calligraphy circles. I probably know all the slightly famous calligraphers and painters."
These words are self-evident, which means that Lu Wen's reputation is not worth the higher price.
Liang Xueyao didn't rush to say what he said. She first said to Lu Wen, "Uncle, there is something mysterious in your two paintings, right?" Seeing Lu Wen's noncommittal expression, she knew the answer.
Liang Xueyao was a little excited when she got the answer she wanted. She didn't expect that her guess was correct. She was a little excited and said, "Now I will show you the mystery of Uncle's painting."
Speaking of putting her hand on the painting of Xiao Mi Li, as her body recovered after an hour of rest, the painting power was injected into the painting, and everyone on the side saw an unbelievable scene.
I saw the millet grains on the painting suddenly moved, not like an illusion-like movement, but a real movement. I saw the millet grains jumping around among the small animals made up of the lawn.
And the animals that were originally blown by the naughty wind seemed to come back to life. They started to jump around the millet grains, with their mouths one by one, as if they were communicating with the millet grains.
Even more amazing was still behind, I saw the millet grains slowly walked onto the lake water, and walked directly on the water. The little pearl-like feet walked on the clear lake water, which seemed to have some sense of holiness, especially those lotus flowers. It was all open in one go, as if to welcome the arrival of the little princess, and the lake water also divided into a stream of clear streams around the millet grains.
When the crowds on the side woke up, they were all shocked and speechless by the mystery of the painting. They had no chance to see the mystery of the master-level painting with their own eyes.
These are the same as in the previous life. Some famous paintings and calligraphy are all in the hands of some wealthy people. All they can see are photos and images, but the paintings of masters cannot be experienced by photos and images.
At this time, Xiao Mengmeng quit, thinking that it was Lu Wen's partiality. She coquettishly said to Lu Wen, "Uncle, I want to do the same." She pointed to the painting that was tightly held in her arms.
Lu Wen smiled and nodded her little nose, and said, "Don't worry, I haven't forgotten you, you are the same as the millet grains."
But Xiao Mengmeng still said with some suspicion, "Uncle, you didn't lie to me?" Seeing Xiaomengmeng's suspicious little eyes, Lu Wen also had some dumbfounding. This little girl had too many ghosts and thoughts, and he nodded to Liang Xueyao. He nodded to indicate that she would also show off Xiao Mengmeng's paintings.
It doesn't take much effort to show the situation in the painting like Liang Xueyao, only a little activation is enough, so Liang Xueyao did not refuse.
But when she started holding Xiao Mengmeng's painting, she couldn't stand it anymore, and saw that Xiao Mengmeng's small eyes slowly doubted, as if she was a liar, to give this painting to After sneaking away, she finally suppressed the depression in her heart, and said to the attack, "Don't care about a little girl." After saying it several times, she finally suppressed the depression in her heart.
With Liang Xueyao pouring his painting power into Dao Xiaomengmeng's paintings, this painting has changed. Just like Xiaomi Li's, Xiaomengmeng seems to have become a living villain in the painting, but it is different. That is, the picture of millet grains is a harmonious and warm picture.
But Xiao Mengmeng's thing is that she pulls the rabbit's ears from time to time, then grabs the monkey's tail, and then kicks the puppy flying, completely showing the posture of a little devil in the painting. When the animals saw her coming and didn't even dare to run, her feet were all trembling, completely surrendering to the magic power of Xiao Mengmeng.
And at this time, Xiao Mengmeng wanted to see the flowers in the distance, and she ran to the flowers with her little feet. Those flowers seemed to have seen Xiao Mengmeng's enough.
All were trembling, as if shivering. When Xiao Mengmeng reached the flower bushes, all the flowers began to bloom, but it felt as if they were afraid of slowing to open and were missed by the little devil. In general, they are in the most beautiful moment of desperate opening up.
And these petals were also blown by a breeze, in order to wrap around Xiao Mengmeng, which makes people look like a little fairy, but it gives the impression that these petals are trembling around the little devil. Around, there is no feeling of a fairy at all.
Cen Qingqing looked at this painting a little ridiculously. Although her daughter is indeed like this, the performance is too obvious, but Xiao Mengmeng is very satisfied, and her eyes are beginning to shine. , I seem to want to try the feeling in the painting.
Liang Xueyao said to Lu Wen with some excitement after showing these, "Uncle, I guessed it, right, these two pictures are such mysteries?"
Just as Lu Wen wanted to speak, there was a voice beside him saying, "Yaoyao, you are wrong. These are not two paintings, but one painting."
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