Chapter 772 You will regret it!
Ye Wanxi has many fans, but there are also quite a few who are keen to criticize her.
As early as when Grandpa Lü suddenly suggested that Ye Wanxi paint a picture for us to see, many haters had already started to predict that Ye Wanxi would embarrass herself.
Unexpectedly, Ye Wanxi not only drew it, but also drew it quite well, ruining the haters' plans ahead of schedule.
Seeing that they could no longer continue to accuse him of exaggeration, they had no choice but to turn their guns on him and characterize everything as a script.
After all, even if most people hear someone talking eloquently and sincerely praising their paintings, they would at most think that this person has good taste and consider them a kindred spirit.
Why would they immediately ask someone if they can draw and then ask them to draw a picture for them? The topic change would be too abrupt. Apart from the script they had prepared in advance, they couldn't think of anything else.
However, it turns out that some people's ideas are just that erratic.
As soon as Ye Wanxi started writing, Grandpa Lü gradually concealed his indifference. When Ye Wanxi stopped writing, he immediately went up to examine the composition and overall artistic conception of the painting.
The more I looked at it, the more I liked it, but the more I looked at it, the more I found the two little figures drawn in the back to be inexplicably irritating.
"Your painting is quite good, but it's a pity that you've added unnecessary details."
The subtext is that these two little figures are a bit redundant, and it would have been better if they hadn't been drawn.
Ye Wanxi understood, but just smiled and didn't reply.
At first, when her senior brother asked her to draw a person, she really didn't understand his intention.
It wasn't until he asked her to add another person the second time, emphasizing that they would be a couple, that even she, who was slow to understand, realized what he meant.
That's why she added another girl and arranged for the two of them to share an umbrella side by side.
She wasn't a particularly skilled painting master to begin with, so she painted whatever made her happy; being happy was the most important thing.
"Brother, why don't you write a few words?" Ye Wanxi handed the calligraphy brush to Feng Tianyu.
Although she was better at painting than her senior brothers, her handwriting was not as good as her eldest brother's.
Feng Tianyu took the pen and asked, "What should I write?"
"You decide what to do."
Upon hearing this, Feng Tianyu gave her a deep look, then picked up his brush and inscribed a familiar poem on the upper right of the painting.
What night is this, that I row my boat midstream? What day is this, that I share a boat with the prince? I am honored by this favor, yet I do not mind the shame. My heart is troubled and restless, for I have met the prince. The mountain has trees, and the trees have branches, but my heart rejoices in you, though you do not know.
This is a poem from "Song of the Yue People" in the Chu Ci (Songs of Chu), which tells the story of a Yue woman's sincere love for a prince.
Because of this meaning, this poem, especially the last two lines, is often used to express feelings.
When Ye Wanxi saw the poem written by Feng Tianyu, her face turned red. She secretly thought that when she left later, she would have to take the umbrella home as a souvenir!
Grandpa Lü was somewhat surprised when he saw Feng Tianyu's calligraphy, and exclaimed in admiration, "What beautiful calligraphy! To be able to write such beautiful calligraphy at such a young age, you must have been practicing since you were a child."
Feng Tianyu remained silent. That was indeed true. Although he hadn't practiced this much in this life, he was a bit rusty when he first held the pen.
But he lived for over a hundred years in his previous life, and he can't even write a few characters well? Wouldn't that be too embarrassing?
Seeing that he didn't speak, Old Master Lü assumed he had guessed correctly. Then, as if he had thought of something, he shook his head and said, "Even if one practices from a young age, it still requires a certain talent to write like this, and the same goes for painting..."
As he spoke, Old Master Lü suddenly straightened his back, cleared his throat, and said in a serious tone, "I see that you two have some talent in calligraphy and painting. Why don't you become my disciples and learn calligraphy and painting with me? I guarantee that within ten years, you will definitely shine in the world of calligraphy and painting."
Ye Wanxi and her companion: "???" What's going on? Weren't they participating in a program? How come they suddenly started taking on apprentices?
Even Sister Lü, who had been standing on the sidelines as a backdrop, was stunned. In her family, spanning two generations, from her father and several uncles to her own brothers, sisters, and cousins, very few had inherited her grandfather's talent for painting.
Her grandfather had several outstanding students who were said to be quite famous in the calligraphy and painting world. As a result, many people tried various ways to become his students and learn painting from him.
She declined the offer, citing her grandfather's advanced age and lack of energy to continue teaching.
Now, all she's doing is collaborating with a TV program to promote her craft, and her grandfather has already broken his rule by chasing after the young people to take her on as an apprentice.
For a moment, Sister Lü even wondered if she was hallucinating, and her gaze towards Ye Wanxi and the other person became somewhat subtle.
Although Ye Wanxi and her companion were surprised, they quickly recovered and politely declined, saying, "Thank you for your kind offer, but we're just drawing and painting for fun and haven't considered pursuing this career. You should..."
Before Ye Wanxi could finish speaking, she was sternly interrupted by Old Master Lü: "What do you mean by painting for fun? This is art. How can you just play around with it?"
Ye Wanxi's eyelids twitched, and she quickly tried to cover it up, saying, "Yes, yes, art should not be desecrated. I didn't express myself clearly. What I meant was that we are all amateurs and have never thought about developing in this direction. We may have disappointed you."
The old man was still unwilling to give up: "Which professional master didn't start from being an amateur? Even now, if you go to those calligraphy and painting associations and ask, how many dare to pat their chests and say they are professionals? Whether you are professional or not is not in the evaluation of others, but in your own strength."
Even so, we cannot accept you as our teacher.
"Why?"
"Because we have a master."
Grandpa Lü's eyes brightened slightly: "Who? Which national champion is it? Is it surnamed Xu or Qi? Could it be that bastard surnamed Lin?"
"No, our master was just an ordinary person with no fame, and he has already passed away."
Ye Wanxi was afraid that the old man might become competitive and suddenly say he wanted to see their master, so she blocked the way in advance.
As expected, upon hearing her words, Old Master Lü immediately showed a hint of regret, but he quickly perked up and eagerly said, "Since your master has already..."
"grandfather!"
Before Grandpa Lü could finish speaking, his granddaughter interrupted him.
"Since they are unwilling, why force them?"
Old Master Lü choked for a moment, and his face immediately showed some embarrassment.
Normally, people are the ones begging him, unlike these two, who are begging to accept but still refuse.
"You really don't want to?"
Ye Wanxi shook her head with a faint smile.
"Do you know who I am?"
Ye Wanxi shook her head again.
Old Master Lü took a deep breath, ultimately refraining from boasting about his identity and accepting disciples. He gave a haughty snort, his words carrying a fierce tone: "You'll regret this!"
After saying that, he turned around and stormed off. After taking a couple of steps, he turned back and added, "You'll definitely regret it."
Ye Wanxi and the others: "..."
(End of this chapter)
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