Zheng Wangshu looked at the old man with a smile, and suddenly said, "Grandpa, since some people have doubts, I would like to draw a picture on the spot. Is that okay?"
Today is the old man's home court, so she naturally needs to get the old man's consent for anything she wants to do.
Wasn't Zheng Xinyue unwilling to give up? Then she would make her give up completely and let her know what it meant to be slapped in the face to the extreme.
Seeing how confident Zheng Wangshu was, Mr. Zhou knew in his heart that this painting must have been drawn by her personally, otherwise, when questioned like this, her first reaction would have been to try to get away with it.
Thinking that Zheng Wangshu could paint such a painting, Grandpa Zhou also looked at her with admiration. This granddaughter-in-law was really extraordinary.
"Why not? Go ahead and paint. There are so many of you sitting here. Come and appreciate the talents of our Zhou family."
After the old man finished speaking, he laughed twice, then called the waiter over and asked him to get the brush, paper and inkstone.
Everyone became interested and gathered around Zheng Wangshu, waiting to watch the fun.
Everyone here is a big shot. Once people reach a certain age and a certain level, they will like drinking tea and painting. Some even like fishing and playing with crickets.
Everyone looked at Zheng Wangshu's paintings with admiration in their eyes. They were no worse than those of famous artists.
I really didn't expect that this girl, who looks young, is so experienced.
Now Zheng Xinyue was finally a little panicked. In her heart, although Zheng Wangshu was not smart, he was not a fool. If this painting was really not drawn by her, would she dare to draw another one in front of everyone?
If she really draws a better one later, wouldn't that be a slap in her face?
Seeing Zheng Xinyue fidgeting, Zhou Yunyan couldn't tell what he was feeling. He felt as if he was walking on clouds and was dizzy.
He stared at Zheng Wangshu's face and felt that this woman was both familiar and unfamiliar.
The waiter quickly brought paper and pen, and Zheng Wangshu put the things directly on the table next to him.
Everyone gathered around.
"I wonder what Comrade Xiao Zheng plans to draw?"
An old man next to him couldn't help but ask.
Zheng Wangshu looked at the old man and asked, "Grandpa, what do you want me to draw?"
Old Master Zhou thought about it and didn't say anything for a while. What if what he said was not what Zheng Wangshu was good at? Wouldn't he be embarrassed then?
Now that so many people have gathered to watch the fun, Zheng Wangshu must save the Zhou family's reputation.
"Just look at the painting, anything is fine."
Zheng Xinyue thought about Zheng Wangshu's painting of cranes and pine trees, and wondered if she couldn't draw people. She said, "I have a suggestion. Since today is Grandpa's birthday, why don't you draw a picture for him?"
Zheng Wangshu raised his eyebrows. This portrait was really difficult to draw. People who paint Chinese paintings know that technique is one thing, and whether it looks like the real thing is another. Some people have good technique, but the shape they draw is not that accurate.
So many people present today are laymen. Others not only want to see how well you draw, but also whether your drawing looks like the real thing.
After all, the old man was sitting there and everyone could see him.
Zheng Xinyue felt proud when she saw Zheng Wangshu didn't say anything.
"Why aren't you talking? Sister, are you unable to draw?"
Zheng Wangshu sighed and said, "No problem. I'll draw a picture for you. Grandpa, just sit on the stool. I can draw quickly. It's okay if you want to move around. Don't overwork yourself."
As soon as Zheng Wangshu opened his mouth, his words were full of respect and love for the old man.
Such remarks made Zheng Xinyue look even less presentable. Everyone knew that one had to sit still and maintain the pose when having a portrait painted.
The old man is already old, and it’s a pity that Zheng Xinyue still has the guts to say that.
Mr. Zhou smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, kid, you can draw it. I also want to see what others will draw of me."
Zheng Wangshu thought that since he was going to paint everything, he might as well include the old lady, so he suggested: "Why don't I paint the grandmother as well? It will just take a little longer."
The old couple are sitting together, and it would be more meaningful if they were included in the painting together.
After hearing this, the old lady couldn't help laughing, and finally decided to draw the two elders.
A crowd of people gathered around Zheng Wangshu, making it almost airtight. No one was in the mood to eat and they all gathered together to watch Zheng Wangshu write.
At this moment, everyone's interest in painting reached its peak.
Zheng Wangshu ground the ink, then picked up the brush and with a few strokes, he painted the old man's expression.
Chinese painting is different from sketching. It emphasizes the charm and atmosphere, and does not take a long time.
With just a few strokes, you can draw the character's features.
Zheng Wangshu wrote very quickly and finished most of the painting in a short while.
Everyone watching from the side was amazed. Looking closely, they saw only a few strokes, but when they stood further away, they were surprised to see that it was truly amazing, exactly like the old man's.
Although the painting is not very detailed, anyone who knows the artist can tell who it is at a glance, and the painting captures the old man's temperament.
Old Master Zhou sat there, trying his best to remain still. When he heard everyone say this, he became curious and wanted to go and take a look right now.
Zheng Xinyue was watching from the side and felt like the sky was falling. She thought today was a good day for her to show off, but unexpectedly, something went wrong. Zheng Wangshu was even more eye-catching than the old man, the birthday boy. If you didn't know, you would think today was her home court.
Zhou Jingchuan looked at Zheng Wangshu silently from the side, with deep admiration in his eyes. This woman was so charming. How could a normal man not be moved?
Women admire strong men, and so do men. This kind of versatile and independent woman exudes a lot of charm.
Zhou Yunyan on the side also had a complicated expression. He had never thought that Zheng Wangshu could be so outstanding.
It was originally a pearl, but in his place it was covered with dust and turned into a fish eye.
Now that the dust on her body has been washed away, her original luster has been revealed, and she has suddenly become dazzling.
He actually gave up such a woman to someone else. At this moment, Zhou Yunyan wanted to die.
Everyone on the side was amazed and couldn't help but give a thumbs up.
"I never thought that Mr. Zhou's granddaughter-in-law would be so amazing. It really makes me envious."
"Who says it's not true? If my daughter-in-law could be like Comrade Zheng, I would wake up laughing in my dreams."
Everyone was talking in low voices, all filled with envy.
What do wealthy and powerful families value? Naturally, fame and fortune. In such families, sons and grandsons are the means for them to compete with each other.
Families like this generally prefer talents like Zheng Wangshu, who is really very ambitious.
Finally, Zheng Wangshu put down the final stroke.
"Okay, I'm done."
The old man and the old lady stood up to see without hesitation.
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