Bring The System To Datang

Feiqi ran back with Li Yi's letter, looked for Meng Haoran, and then picked him up.

When they arrived, Li Yi and the others arrived at Hongnong first.

Regarding Hongnong, Li Yi wrote a bunch of things, handed them over to local officials, and just followed them.

As long as the local officials do not want to perform beyond the norm, and govern with the methods in the plan, there will never be a problem.

Li Longji knew that he looked at Li Yi's writing.

At this moment, he patted Li Yi on the shoulder and opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

It's easy to put Li Yi in any position, so it's best not to put it in any one position and tether it to the side.

Wang Wei stood by, and he stretched out, shrank, stretched out, shrank again...

Li Longji directly stuffed the letter to him and glared at him by the way. I am so terrible?

Look at my brother Yi, you dare to pull my girl's little hand in front of me, and provoke me by holding it.

Wang Wei took a look and frowned: "It's an idyllic poem, not well written."

"Then you improvise and write something better than this poem, ten, nine, eight..." Li Yi counted down, improvised, after ten counts, a five rules.

"With artistic conception, it is not easy." Wang Wei changed his words immediately.

He felt that his neck was chilly. He thought of the seven-step poem that boiled beans and held soup, and thought of juice as juice.

Taking seven steps does not mean that there is only seven counts. At the speed of Li Yishu, he switched to Cao Zhi, and it was estimated that his head had fallen.

"You don't know Meng Haoran, do you? His family is also quite rich. He doesn't do any work, and he spends all day looking for people to write poetry in the Yangtze River."

Li Yi knew that in history, Meng Haoran and Wang Wei met a little late, and Meng Haoran was not good at painting.

After meeting Wang Wei, Wang Wei drew a portrait of Meng Haoran.

The painted images are relatively floating, and the paintings with brushes are all about artistic conception.

In fact, I can draw better meticulous brushwork effects, such as Cao Yi's out of water, the paintings I draw give people the feeling that the clothes are tightly attached to the body.

Correspondingly, Wu Dai is the wind, not only in painting, but also in sculpture.

That is to say, he can achieve the exquisite meticulous painting. The problem lies with the general teacher when he worked hard to study medicine.

You must learn anatomy if you want to draw the figures of the fine brushwork well.

Li Yi himself secretly gave people anatomy classes in Zhuangzi, and the most talked about animals was animals.

Including dissecting frogs, and a monkey dedicated to medical career.

Li Yi didn't want to kill animals like this. He could kill anything for the sake of eating. He was forced to that point.

monkey……

When he lectured on anatomy, people who were waiting for treatment appeared in his mind.

He draws characters, if he is patient, he can draw like photos.

"Okay, Doctor Li, how are you painting?" Wang Wei thought of Meng Haoran, and then he wanted to paint with Li Yi.

Li Yi thought about it seriously, and said: "You are now in a style that is not as good as mine."

Li Yi tells the truth, Wang Wei is not good enough at this moment.

And Li Yi himself used to paint and calligraphy, but he was not proficient in any aspect.

When he arrived in the Tang Dynasty, his physical fitness improved, and his memory was able to memorize pictures, which was better than one glance and ten lines.

Whether it is studying medicine or other aspects, it is a lot better than ordinary people. With his practice and experience, Wang Wei is not good at it now.

Li Yi is no worse than Guo Ziyi in sports.

Li Yi was influenced by his previous experience. He was always inferior to Guo Ziyi in shooting. Some things got used to it, and his mind was locked.

NS! At the critical moment, Li Yi let go, and Guo Ziyi might not be able to face him.

"You don't believe me!" Wang Wei was still very courageous just now, but he changed in an instant and was dissatisfied!

"Do you know how many bones there are on Daoist's body? Do you know what the flesh connected to each bone looks like? Can you draw the whole face while looking at a skull? Can a person be from eighteen to..."

Li Yi asked Wang Wei a series of questions. Wang Wei shook his head, shaking his head again and again.

"No way, can you? Tell you, freehand brushwork is easy to write, but it is hard to listen to what others say realistically.

I never pursue freehand brushwork. Someone will do better than me.

I prefer to be realistic, listen to other people's descriptions, and draw the criminal's appearance.

Coupled with the criminal's psychological and behavioral profile, it is easier to catch people. "

Li Yi is not disgusted with all kinds of paintings. He just hopes that more people who can be realistic will join the criminal investigation team.

Wang Wei clenched his fist and felt unwilling. He always felt that he was good at painting.

"Your maid, I think there is one with a gold tassel on her head. Let's paint together. Don't call her over. Just remember her look. How about who draws it like this?"

Li Yi started to bully Wang Wei. He has a system and he can call out the appearance of that woman at any time.

System: "Ah...thank you!"

"Success!" Wang Wei thinks that he has been in contact with the maid named Du Juan for a long time, including that!

The others watched the excitement, and the two began to paint.

Li Yi uses pencils, pencils of various colors.

Wang Wei uses a brush, and he also carries a lot of ink with a variety of pigments.

As soon as the two pens came out, Wang Wei actually lost.

Wang Wei painted on the rice paper he painted, and Li Yi painted on newsprint.

Both of them outline the lines first and then fill them.

Li Yi paints all the shadows, whether it is oil painting, gouache, or drawing, he pays attention to shadows.

Shadows in Chinese paintings are actually equally important, but it is easy to paint landscapes but difficult to paint figures.

The landscape paintings of Chinese painting can be painted in the soul, and I feel that I have entered when I look at it. Some scenery is actually the same as Chinese painting.

However, when painting characters, Chinese painting cannot enter the soul.

Half an hour, Li Yi stopped writing. He cheated, which belonged to copying.

The cuckoo leaped on the paper, vivid and vivid, the feeling of the photo.

If it is just a photo, Li Yi is not a bully. The key is that the photo is filtered.

The background is also added, misty and rainy.

Next to it was the Southern Dynasties Liang's "Sauvignon Blanc": Long Acacia, long farewell. Beauty is as far away as rain...

Li Yi put down his pen, Wang Wei is still drawing there, working very hard.

"Li Lang~~~" Princess Yong Mu was upset, and she shook Li Yi's hand, she wanted it too, so beautiful!

"This is simple and simple, I'll paint it for you when I come back, and I will paint it seriously. Oh, and Xiaolan.

Wen Tian, ​​in fact, in my heart, I can never draw your beauty, because your heart is the most beautiful.

It takes a lifetime to taste, and it is still fascinating after many years. Like a vast river, like a crabapple weeping! "

Li Yi hurriedly stated his position, he knew what to say, and if he didn't tell others, he would confuse with Princess Yongmu.

Li Long basically came to see the painting and was still thinking about how to paint. He was very happy. After hearing Li Yi's words, he stared at Li Yi fiercely.

"Look, the third brother agrees, and the eyes have absolute certainty. Are you not the third brother?" Li Yi said calmly when facing Li Longji's eyes.

"Yes! Great!" Li Longji gritted his teeth while looking at the two people's hands together again.

After speaking, Li Longji laughed happily again, and pointed Li Yi's forehead with his finger: "When you return, you will take another road. You will make plans for the county along the way."

Li Yi didn't hide, and clicked twice: "Okay, it's not a big deal."

"Don't always work hard, just rub it." Queen Wang said from the side, then raised her hand to rub Li Yi's head.

Li Yi: "..."

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