Chapter 898: Full of Food and Drink 2

Seeing that Feng Qingxue only showed admiration for traditional culture and did not show any disdain for the influence of the world, and that their background issue did not seem worth mentioning in her eyes, the masters present felt very relieved.

Jin Ruochu looked at Wen Ruyu and said, "Old Wen, what do you say?"

Among this group of people, Wen Ruyu, who graduated from Capital University, has unparalleled attainments in calligraphy and painting that are unmatched by everyone.

Wen Ruyu is the leading figure in the painting world.

Wen Ruyu thought for a moment, and said to Feng Qingxue, "Write a few words, or draw a picture... Oh, it's late now, and the kerosene lamp is dim, so it's not convenient to write. Show me your previous works and your most recent works."

How could Feng Qingxue miss such a good opportunity?

He answered and immediately walked into the east bedroom.

Wen Yue could see that Feng Qingxue was indeed very talented in calligraphy and painting, and he couldn't help but admire her talent.

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"Yes! I am best at painting flowers, followed by insects and feathers, and then scales and shells." Feng Qingxue answered truthfully, "In fact, I really like landscape painting, but I just don't know how to do it. Now I am busy with work and I am devoted to studying medicine, so I put aside my study of landscape painting for the time being and keep practicing what I already know."

Zhu Ling could only agree with his wife, "Not bad, not bad."

After taking a look at her daughter who was sleeping obediently on the bed, Feng Qingxue gently opened the cabinet. In fact, she was taking out her latest calligraphy and painting works from the space. She had never given up her calligraphy, painting, foreign language and other subjects during her work.

Wen Ruyu nodded and said to Feng Qingxue, "I see that you are very good at painting flowers, grass, insects, feathers, scales and shells, right?"

Jin Ruochu took a look and said, "You have quite a good foundation!"

A painting of a lotus in ink and wash painting was brought to the main hall. Wen Ruyu took it in her hand and asked Lu Jiang to move the kerosene lamp over. She looked at it carefully in the light for about ten minutes and handed it to Jin Ruochu, "Old Jin, take a look."

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"No wonder I felt that Xiaoxue exuded a scholarly air when I first saw her. She is indeed a fellow artist like us. With her level of skill, she may not become a great artist in the future, but she will have a place in the painting world. However, if she gets guidance from Brother Wen, her achievements will be immeasurable."

After carefully looking at the painting, he passed it to Zhu Ling and Wen Yue, skipping Huang Qinghong who knew nothing about calligraphy and painting.

Jin Ruochu laughed, "Old Wen is best at painting landscapes and figures, followed by flowers and insects, and feathers and scales are no problem for him. Of course, even if flowers and insects are not his best, he can still paint a hundred times better than you."

The brush strokes are unrestrained, combining vigor and charm; the painting style is elegant and graceful, and unique.

"Of course. No matter which one you practice to the limit, you will be able to master all of them." Feng Qingxue praised Wen Ruyu highly.

Hearing this, Wen Ruyu's thin and serious face showed a smile. He handed the ink lotus painting passed back to him to Lu Jiang, and said to Feng Qingxue, "Bring the tea!"

Feng Qingxue was stunned at first, and then her face was filled with ecstasy.

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Amidst everyone's congratulations, Feng Qingxue personally brewed tea, using a good teacup and fine tea leaves. She brought a Yunlong Xianshou red sandalwood tea tray that she had found from who knows who and brought it to Wen Ruyu, then knelt on the ground with her knees raised high, "Please have some tea, teacher!"

(End of this chapter)