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Before Luo Ning could speak, that Miss Wanying jumped up first and shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about? We all recognize that this painting is good, and even the Governor himself praised it."

Lin Wanrong wondered in her heart, could it be that this painting was painted by Miss Wanying? It's not like, this little girl looks like a hot pepper, how can there be such delicate brushstrokes.

No matter who painted this, the words have already been said anyway. Lin Wanrong is not afraid of her, and said with a smile: "I said that he was a failure, and naturally I have my reasons."

Na Luo Ning blushed and said: "Brother Lin, please tell me, where is the failure of this painting?"

Lin Wanrong saw that her face was flushed and her expression was twisted, and seeing that the brush was delicate, it must have been written by a woman, she was shocked, darling, couldn't it be painted by this Luo Cai girl?

Wanying hummed over there: "Sister Luo, don't pay attention to him. He likes to talk nonsense and degrade your paintings like this for no reason."

It turned out that it was actually drawn by this little girl, Luo Ning. Thinking about how lofty and self-respecting Luo Ning is when she was honored as the number one talented girl in Jinling, but now under the scrutiny of the public, Lin Wanrong used the simple word "failure" to describe her. Summarizing a work she is proud of, how big this blow is, it is amazing that she did not cry out loud on the spot.

Lin Wanrong can't laugh or cry, you little girl said earlier, I still have feelings for that son of a bitch, let alone you. However, this Luo Ning is arrogant and strong, and she just doesn't want to affect his independent perception because of her relationship with Lin Wanrong.

Seeing Luo Ning biting her lip tightly, her face blushing, Lin Wanrong sighed and begged. After approving talented people and talented women, Lao Tzu is really awesome.

"Brother Lin, but it's okay, Luo Ning would also like to hear your correction." Luo Ning said firmly.

"Ms. Luo, your painting is excellent in terms of lines, brushstrokes, and angles." Lin Wanrong gave a sweet date first, and then changed the conversation: "However, it is a little too taken for granted."

Seeing that everyone was listening intently, even Yuebai and Wanying, who had been humming all the time, listened intently, Lin Wanrong said: "From your painting, this old man is in ragged clothes. Just by looking at it, you can tell that he is an ordinary person who is not satisfied with his food and clothing. Is that right?"

Luo Ning nodded lightly and said, "Yes, I just wanted to describe the situation where ordinary people are worried about this flood."

Lin Wanrong sighed: "Miss Luo, your starting point is good, but you don't understand people's hearts and people. You have never suffered hardships, and you don't understand what the people are thinking at all. Our Dahua people are the most loyal and also The best way to coax, as long as you keep them fed and clothed,

No worries about food and clothing, he will offer you as a parent. But at the same time, they are also the most realistic. If they are not satisfied with food and clothing, they will not care about anything. Just imagine, you can't even continue to survive, but you want them to worry about the flood, Miss, do you think they are all saints who worry about the country and the people? Wrong, wrong too far. For the subordinates, survival is their first need, and the country and the nation are 108,000 miles away from them. "

The talented and talented women present were silent and speechless. They are all young masters and young ladies who have not experienced hardships. Have they ever experienced the raw words of the lower-class people, they thought that people in this world were like them, full of food and drink and nothing to do? , came to worry about the country and the people. Lin Wanrong's remarks made them stunned, but they had to admit that what he said made sense.

Everyone was speechless, and even Miss Wanying, who had been contradicting Lin Wanrong all the time, looked at him with some admiration.

Lin Wanrong's heart is heavy, like pressing a few big stones. These young masters who are not diligent in their work and grains, not only in the Dahua Dynasty, but also in his previous life, have seen a lot. To be separated from reality, from the masses, is really terrible.

Luo Ning painted this picture with her own heart and saving the belly of others. She was very proud at first. Now that I think about it, it was so wrong. If the skin does not exist, and the hair is attached to it, the idea of ​​this painting is wrong, and the use of the word "failure" is light, this is completely a waste product.

Luo Ning's eyes were flushed, and she tried her best to hold back her tears. Since she was an adult, she has won the title of the first talented woman in Jinling because of her intelligence and talent. Although she also maintained modesty and prudence, the little vanity in a woman's heart was naturally Yes, this time is the biggest blow she has suffered since she was an adult. Although she is strong, she was approved by Lin Wanrong in front of everyone, and the grievances in her heart are naturally inevitable.

"If you want to paint life, you must first paint people's hearts." Seeing that Luo Ningxuan was about to cry, Lin Wanrong sighed with emotion and continued, "Don't cry, don't cry, I have a remedy."

Luo Ning wiped the corners of his eyes and hummed, "Who cried? What remedy do you have."

Lin Wanrong took out the self-made pencil from his arms and said with a smile, "It's up to me, this baby."

Except for Luo Ning, no one else has seen this pencil. Wanying seemed to have forgotten the awkwardness with Lin San, and said, "Lin San, what is this?"

Lin Wanrong smiled slightly and said: "This is a black horse and a white horse after a hundred years of love, turned into ashes, poured with their ashes, it is called a pencil."

Wanying was stunned for a moment, hummed softly, and immediately realized that this is Lin San joking about herself, this person is really bad, and she still has such thoughts at this time, she spat softly, turned her head not to. Looking at him, he looked at Lin Wanrong's movements out of the corner of his eyes.

Lin Wanrong took the pencil, lightly traced a few strokes in the eyes of the portrait, and added a few strokes on his face, then clapped his hands and said: "Miss Luo, you can follow the mark of the pencil and trace it again. "

The pencil mark was very light, and everyone looked at it a few times, but they couldn't see anything at all. Luo Ning knew that he didn't know how to use a brush, so he hummed lightly, pinched the cuff with his left hand, and lifted the small letter on the table with his right hand, and traced along the mark.

She didn't quite understand it at first, but the more she painted, the more surprised she became. In the end, her expression became more excited and her drawings became more detailed. After a long time, she dropped the brush and shouted happily, "Brother Lin, I understand."

Everyone looked at the table again, but saw the old man in ragged clothes, his eyes were still a little sad, and it had faded a lot, but there were a few shallow smile lines on his face.

Following Lin Wanrong's words just now, think about it. Everyone understands a little bit. Although the poor people are a little bit tired on this river bank, they can finally eat enough. Naturally there is a smile. The sadness in his eyes is that he is worried that after the dam is repaired, it will be hard to get enough food and clothing. From their point of view, I am afraid that they would like to have floods every year and build dams every year. When the poor laugh, they also have tears, which is the true portrayal of this painting.

In fact, Lin Wanrong is not very satisfied with this kind of change. It can only be considered far-fetched to change this Chinese painting with sketching and brushwork, but what he said just now was too harsh, and forced that little girl Luo Ning to cry, and had to save as much as possible. .

Everyone let out a long sigh. To be honest, Luo Ning's paintings and strokes are all superb, and they are emotional. It is a rare masterpiece, and it would be a pity if it was scrapped. It is a great luck to be rescued now.

Wanying snorted: "Lin San, I asked you to pick up a big bargain. With just one or two strokes, Sister Luo's painting can be considered your contribution."

I'm dazed, this kind of one or two strokes to change the picture, your eldest lady has the ability, can you do it yourself?

Although Hou Yuebai saw that Lin Sanhui was a painter, he sneered at his pencil skills, thinking, this guy is a person with high eyes and low hands, he is a master at painting, but his painting skills are mediocre. Don't worry, next time I have a chance, I will compare my painting skills with him.

Only Luo Ning understood the skill of Lin Wanrong's one or two strokes, and in a blink of an eye, he changed the painting to a different artistic conception. Is this painting done by me? Luo Ning looked at the painting, feeling both sad and moved, full of feelings. During the meeting, he turned around and ran away.

Wanying hurriedly called out, "Sister Luo, where are you going?"

Luo Ning stopped for a while, but didn't turn around, she said softly, "Wanying, you guys can continue painting, I'll go over there to relax, and I'll be back soon."

Wanying glanced at Lin Wanrong angrily and said, "It's all your good deeds?"

Lin Wanrong was stunned, thinking, what does this have to do with me. Seeing the bubbly look, Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "There used to be a white horse, and I fell in love with a black horse..."

"You're going to die--" That Wanying was a violent master. Hearing him tease her again, she kicked her with a flying kick. She was fast and fast. She turned out to be a trainer. .

Lin Wanrong was too lazy to entangle with her, so he walked away and walked a few steps under the embankment, just about to find a place to pee, but saw a charming figure sitting on the ground, staring at the rolling river in a daze.

No, it's just a few criticisms. How can this little girl think so hard and want to jump into the river? Lin Wanrong was shocked and hurriedly shouted: "Miss Luo, don't jump--"

Luo Ning looked back, but saw Lin Wanrong rushing over, she smiled and said, "Brother Lin, what are you talking about?"

Lin Wanrong said: "Miss Luo, you must not jump. I was just talking to you just now. You can't commit suicide."

Luo Ning was shy and angry, and said angrily, "Brother Lin, what are you talking about, why do I want to jump into the river?"

"That's good," Lin Wanrong wiped his cold sweat and said, "As long as you don't jump into the river, everything can be discussed."

Luo Ning felt that this person was sometimes very smart, but sometimes he was a dead brain. He really couldn't do anything about him, so he took a few steps back, got away from the river, and said with a smile: "Now you can rest assured. ."

Lin Wanrong sat beside her unceremoniously and said: "It scared me to death, so you didn't want to jump into the river. Miss Luo, let me tell you, the water in the Yangtze River is muddy and yellow, and jumping into the river can cost millions of dollars. Don't choose this. The Xuanwu Lake is clear and the scenery is pleasant, so it's perfect to jump into the lake." Luo Ning looked at him with a smile, and said angrily, "Brother Lin, are you the one who persuades people like this?"

Lin Wanrong said oddly: "Persuasion? Why should I persuade you, you are a strong woman, do you need someone to persuade you?"

Luo Ning's expression darkened, she shook her head and said, "Brother Lin, you are wrong. This time, I really feel bad."

Don't do it, it's just a small blow. How could this talented girl be discouraged? It seems that the education of setbacks needs to be greatly enhanced.

Luo Ning sighed and sat beside him, looking at the leisurely Jiang Shuidao: "In the past, I felt that I was proficient in everything, even those men were not as good as me, so I was very excited. But Later, when I saw the couplet of Shi Wei Xian, I was shocked. Brother Lin’s words yesterday and the instructions on this painting made me realize that I am just a frog in the bottom of a well, and I don’t even know how big the sky is. Brother Lin, as you said, I grew up in a family of officials and officials since I was a child, and I have never had contact with the people at all, and I have very little experience and experience.

This chick is very good at self-criticism. You are unlucky when you meet me, but only with encouragement can you make progress. Lin Wanrong nodded and said: "Miss Luo, you are sincere and caring. It's too late for everyone to like you, so how can you hate it? What about you. Persevering in your dreams is an amazing thing. As for experience, you can’t be in a hurry. You’ll understand when you’re older and experience more things.”

Luo Ning glanced at him and said, "Brother Lin, I have always found it strange that you are obviously not a few years older than me, but why do you know so many things and understand people's hearts so well?"

There is no way to answer this question. Lin Wanrong said solemnly: "Actually, I have been asking myself this question. But you know, it is really difficult to answer a question raised by a genius."

Luo Ning was stunned for a moment before realizing the cold humor in his words. She covered her mouth and giggled, "Brother Lin, you are not serious when you speak."

Lin Wanrong sighed: "In fact, I really can't find any other words to describe me other than genius."

Luo Ning said softly, "I think so too."

Lin Wanrong laughed, this little girl actually learned my humor, it's kind of interesting.

Luo Ning's face was a little relieved, she couldn't sit still, got up and said: "Brother Lin, I'm going to paint, you are not allowed to follow me, otherwise, I will die again." Like Lin Wanrong is like a beast of a flood.

Damn, am I that scary? If it wasn't for you to invite me, I wouldn't be too lazy to go there. After talking for a long time, I forgot to urinate. I was about to take action, but suddenly a "mud figurine" appeared next to me.

The man's face was covered with mud, bare feet, and his face looked familiar. Lin Wanrong was stunned and said: "Lord Luo, why did you do this?"