Taoyuan Mountain Village

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"All things painting magic, coupled with this thing, should be able to reach a more magical level."

Jiang Xiaoye waved his hand and rolled up the golden thatched drawing paper, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

A map of mountains and rivers?

If you want to be shocked, relying on the mountains and rivers is not enough, you need to add something!

The sound of firecrackers and laughter in Yushan Village continued. On the way Jiang Xiaoye came, he saw Xiao Hei sniffing the delicious food made by various households in the village, turning his head to consider which one he could eat.

Now Xiaohei has no problem eating Baijiafan at all. The animals that Jiang Xiaoye raises are better treated than the other.

With the dog ring and the bell, Xiao Hui looked much gentler. Seeing Jiang Xiaoye's eyes, his eyes widened, and he followed up with a simple and honest wagging his tail.

"Wang!"

Xiao Hei rushed to the village suddenly, not knowing that he smelled something he liked to eat.

"Go!"

Jiang Xiaoye smiled and patted Xiao Hui's big head.

Xiaohui topped Jiang Xiaoye, and chased Xiaohei with the sound of the bell.

The villa at home is too big and there are many rooms. It is a headache to paste couplets. Taotao and Er Niu are playing outside with candies. Li Lan, Chu Shiyuan, and grandma and grandpa are posting couplets.

Jiang Yunshan is entertaining guests.

"Xiao Ye has liked to draw since he was a child, but I didn't expect his talent to be so high. He writes and writes, and he writes the couplets every year, but what he wrote in the past looks much neater than it is now. Fei is the same, if you write carefully, you will definitely be able to write better!"

Jiang Yunshan is bragging. Jiang Xiaoye, who has returned, has absolutely no idea when he likes to draw. This hobby only came after college. As for writing, he is forced to write every year. Who wants to write couplets when they have nothing to do?

"Who did you learn words from?"

Mr. Mei just wanted to know who could teach such a disciple. He knew all the calligraphy masters, but he was not so good at it?

If you teach such a disciple, wouldn't the whole calligraphy world boast long ago?

Having someone in succession is something their older folks prefer to brag about.

"Who did you learn it from?" Jiang Yunshan thought for a while and said, "I don't know this. I didn't learn about Mao when I was in elementary school, and I didn't hear about him learning. I only know that he studied painting for a period of time. This brush The words are all pondered by themselves, by the way, Mr. Mei, what do you think of the word my son?"

Jiang Yunshan picked up a blessing and asked Mr. Mei.

"Of course it's a good calligraphy! When I was in elementary school? I was thinking about it? How is this possible?" No calligraphy teacher?

Yes, in this place, how come there are calligraphy people here?

"My word is drawn by painting, and suddenly I know it. I haven't learned much. It should be because I have learned ink painting with me. Let's go out and paint. I can't let this painting go in this room."

Jiang Xiaoye came, brought the golden thatched drawing paper, and handed the drawing paper to President Qian by the way.

President Qian felt his hands sink, and at the same time, he found this thing hot, and said in surprise: "What is this?"

"Golden thatch drawing paper, this is special paper, tougher than cowhide, let's go out and paint." Jiang Xiaoye gestured outside, then went upstairs with some supplies for ink painting.

"Master Jiang, the best ink pen and inkstone are prepared in the car, we will prepare it for you!"

Bai Xingchen was overjoyed and went out immediately.

"Okay!" Jiang Xiaoye put down his things.

Ye Feng was rubbing the golden thatched drawing paper with President Qian, completely unaware of what it was.

"Golden thatch drawing paper? Tougher than cowhide?"

"It's a little heavy, it seems a little long!"

It's a bit long. After going out, I chose to stick it up on the wall. The yard is big, and half of the wall was almost covered.

"This is a painting? This 12-meter painting? This is too exaggerated, right?"

President Qian looked at Jiang Xiaoye and said, "Mr. Jiang, you have doubled in size?"

Is this too big?

"It's too small and imposing enough, isn't it ink painting?" Jiang Xiaoye understood the most thoroughly when the mountain god splashed ink. Since he broke the shackles and entered the cage, he was even more proficient in the magic of painting everything.

"Yes, ink painting, Master Jiang, how long will it take for you to finish it? We will have to rush back by noon tomorrow at the latest."

Bai Xingchen originally thought that Jiang Xiaoye would draw a smaller painting, but who knew that it would be doubled directly than before!

"Two o'clock now, before five o'clock, it is estimated that it will take two and a half hours, after all, it is a bit big."

Jiang Xiaoye flicked the golden thatched drawing paper with his hand, and the drawing paper was immediately attached to the flat wall, and for a while, it seemed to be attached to it.

"Two and a half hours?"

"Two and a half?"

"This……"

No one cared about the magic of this golden thatched paper, but was frightened by Jiang Xiaoye's words, and finished the painting in two and a half hours?

"If you talk about landscape painting alone, two hours are enough, but if you don't add anything to landscape painting, it's not shocking."

Jiang Xiaoye looked at the ink pens, ready to start.

Ink painting, there are many painting methods, Jiang Xiaoye picked up a plate of ink.

"Master Jiang, can I make a video record?"

Qiu Yu hurriedly asked, to know that Jiang Xiaoye used to paint

But I never cared about it, just toss with you, I'll draw mine.

"Yes!" Jiang Xiaoye nodded.

"Xiao Ye, what are you doing? Draw seriously!" Even though he knew that his son was good at drawing, even though he didn't understand it, Jiang Yunshan still felt that it would be very difficult for his son to do something shocking.

Jiang Yunshan couldn't help reminding him.

"I know, it's very simple, you should post the couplet quickly."

With the magic of painting everything in hand, Jiang Xiaoye swelled very much.

"Don't worry!" Jiang Yunshan wanted to see his son show his great power. Mr. Mei has come to ask for paintings, and there is also the president of the Huaxia Painting and Calligraphy Association. How powerful is his son now?

Qiu Yu came and started recording.

Jiang Xiaoye shook his hand, the ink on the plate flew up, and at the same time, he waved his hand and splashed ink!

In the middle area, a piece of ink suddenly appeared. The strange thing was that the shapes were like mountains and rivers. Jiang Xiaoye wrote dragons and snakes, and quickly changed the shape and details of these inks!

"So fast!"

It was the first time that Mr. Mei saw Jiang Xiaoye painting, and he couldn't help being surprised. He had seen too many masters and even great masters painting. How could he have such a speed?

Mountains are connected with mountains, Cangmu Forest, a red sun is slowly rising in the central area!

"Our son still has this ability?" Li Lan and Chu Shiyuan also came, and they were stunned when they saw Jiang Xiaoye painting.

"Is this our son?"

Jiang Yunshan couldn't help but mumble, two scumbags, gave birth to a mutation?

too fast!

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