After helping Yun Jing lie down on the bed, Bai Zhi naturally took off his shoes and socks, and then covered him with a quilt.
It wasn't until this moment that she realized what she had done, and her face suddenly turned red with embarrassment.
"What have you done? Take off his shoes and cover him with a quilt, just wash his face and feet. Although we can be considered friends, our relationship is not that good, right?"
Her heart was pounding and her face was on fire. Bai Zhi was shocked when she reacted, but she was so natural before. She even vaguely felt happy to do more for Yun Jing...
Looking back at the others, Bai Zhi found that everyone else's attention was focused on the painting of Yun Jing and did not notice her actions, so she breathed a sigh of relief.
Then she looked at Yun Jing's sleeping face, and as she looked at it, she reached out to touch it, and even had the urge to kiss her. If there was no one else in the room, she might really do that.
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When her fingertips were about to touch Yun Jing's skin, she retracted her hand like an electric shock, resisting the inexplicable impulse in her heart and turned around to go to the table.
This Young Master Yun is too dangerous, simply poisonous...
At this time, Xing Guangning, Luo Zheng and the others were all looking at the painting of Yun Jing, each of them silent, their faces full of shock.
In a realistic style painting, everything on it seems to be imprinted on the real thing. You can't tell if it's a painting unless you look closely. Especially since there are actually three to four thousand different people depicted on it. Everyone is vivid and lifelike. It's basically condensed.
The real-life picture is simply incredible.
"This painting is so...so...so good!"
After observing carefully for a moment, Xing Guangning's nephew opened his mouth and said, unable to use suitable words to describe his mood.
He's also a poor guy. He hasn't read many books and can't even say shit...
After all, the woman who was fooling around with Xing Guangning is a person who loves painting, and she also likes painting. After observing it for a while, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "I am no longer qualified to judge the quality of this painting. I can only express my own feelings. The above
The people, things and scenery are real. If it weren't for the frozen pictures, they would be almost the same as reality. When I calm down and watch them, I even have an immersive feeling, as if I feel the river breeze blowing on my face, as if I hear the painting.
The dialogue between the characters on it seems to smell the fragrance of flowers, and seems to hear the uniform chants of the trackers... I just want to say that being able to see this painting, especially witnessing the birth of this painting with my own eyes, is a lifetime experience.
Worth it”
Luo Zheng scratched his head and glanced at her, thinking to himself, is it that good? It's just that the painting is more realistic, there are more villains on it, and it's a lot more awesome...
Muttering in his heart, his eyes suddenly lit up, he pointed at a certain place in the painting and grinned: "Hahaha, look, is that me? That's right, it's me. Swimming in the river, exactly like me, no
I was surprised when I thought that Brother Yun had drawn me in the painting. Hey, half of my butt was exposed and he had painted me on it. Well, he just painted me a little smaller, only about the size of a soybean. I was surprised.
How did he draw such a small villain with all the details? Especially when people can recognize it is me at a glance."
"This is Mr. Yun's greatness. If you want to understand, you can also draw." Xiaofei joked to Luo Zheng, and then he said with admiration: "Tsk, tsk, he painted with a brush, so meticulous.
If I were to draw, let alone draw such realistic details, I would just get a big mess of ink when I poke it with the brush."
"Go, go, if you have Mr. Yun's ability, how about joining my ship and becoming a sailor? I'm going to blush for you, a bastard," Xing Guangning said with disgust.
Xiaofei rolled his eyes and said, "You can do it, uncle. You are not as big and rough as me. You just have better martial arts."
Too lazy to pay attention to him, Xing Guangning looked at the painting in front of him. He was about to cry without tears, and murmured: "What can I do? I really want to buy this painting, but at the moment, it seems that in good conscience, I can't sell it."
I probably can’t even afford it, but the meticulous and exquisite painting skills alone are worth a lot of money. It’s an honor to take a look at it, let alone buy it, or even mention spending money to buy it. I feel a sense of insult to this painting.
Feel"
"As you said, Lao Xing, it is an honor to take a look at this painting. Why should you be dissatisfied and keep it in your pocket? If you ask me, if this painting falls into the hands of anyone and is shelved, it will be an insult to it.
It should be placed in the most conspicuous place for the world to observe and appreciate, that is the best place for it," Xing Guangning and his wife said, never taking their eyes away from the painting.
At this moment, Bai Zhi, who came to the table, also calmed down. Looking at the painting in front of her, her eyes got wet for no reason. Her voice was choked and she said: "Look at this painting, you think it is good, but I
After reading it, the whole article is filled with four words: the suffering of life, the sailors sweating under the scorching sun, the boatmen struggling to carry the goods, and the trackers who have been tortured by life, they are all silently talking about it.
It tells about the pain of life and makes people sad to see it.”
"Indeed, when I heard what Miss Bai said, I felt a strong sense of guilt in my heart for some reason. I have traveled to and from that section of the river countless times, and each time I hired trackers to pull the boats, but I never thought about how many people they had.
It’s painful, I just feel that it’s natural for me to pay and they contribute their efforts. Now looking at this painting, I just feel guilty. If I go back and forth on this river again in the future, I probably have to pay more money so that my conscience will not feel uneasy.” She seemed to be infected by Bai Zhi’s emotions.
, Xing Guangning couldn't help but said with a heavy heart.
Luo Zheng looked at this and that, shook his head and said: "There are too many similar hard and tiring lives in the world, happening every moment. Instead of lamenting here, we should think about what to do in the future so that we can
There are fewer similar things in the world. Even if what we can do is very little or even insignificant, as long as every more person thinks about the poor people, the suffering in this world will be reduced by one point."
"Brother Luo makes sense. We all had similar feelings after seeing this painting. It can be seen that Mr. Yun's painting is definitely not as simple as it seems. Different people may have more or less different feelings when they see it.
Feelings, so I think that this painting should be seen by more people, that is the value of this painting. At the same time, to be arty, the artistic value of this painting is not only reflected in it.
The greater artistic value of authenticity and meticulousness is the strong flavor of life contained in it. It can be said that everyone above and every detail are interpreting a real picture of life. These are the most precious." Xing Guangning nodded.
road.
As soon as he said this, everyone nodded slightly thoughtfully.
After a moment of silence, Xing Guangning's woman said: "Okay, let's not talk about this. How to deal with this painting depends on Mr. Yun's plan in the end. Now, let's talk about what's really great about this painting."
"Awesome? This painting itself is amazing, what else is so amazing about it?" Luo Zheng scratched his head and asked.
The woman from Xing Guangning pointed to a certain place in the river in the painting, where there was a looming small fish, which was only the size of a sesame. She said: "Look here, the most amazing thing about this painting is the details. Take this
For a small fish, you see, the fish is looming and vivid in the water, but it is only the size of a sesame seed, but Mr. Yun actually carved out its scales, fins and eyes. I simply can’t imagine how he did it.
of"
"Don't tell me, I really didn't notice it just now. This detail is absolutely amazing." Luo Zheng stared with admiration on his face.
At this time, Bai Zhi subconsciously glanced at Yunjing sleeping on the bed, and seemed to be amazed at how Yunjing did it. Then she pointed to a corner of the painting and said: "Look at this place, there is a leaf here, only rice grains."
Although the texture on the leaves is clearly visible, especially on the leaves, which are only the size of rice grains, there is actually a clearly drawn insect the size of a pinhead. You can see the insect eating away at the leaves.
, this is too ingenious.”
"It's really like that. Don't tell me, there are similar details in this painting. Let's all look for it and see if there are any other subtleties that we have overlooked before." Xiaofei said as he approached the painting with a glare.
Then he was pulled away by Xing Guangning and said with a pout: "Don't get so close and block us. Besides, you're a bit slobbery when you talk. Don't damage Mr. Yun's painting."
"Um, uncle, have you ever said that about me?" Xiao Fei rolled his eyes.
The next few people looked at the painting carefully, looking for various details as if they were trying to find fault with each other. As each detail was found, Bai Zhi and the others were all amazed, and gradually their scalps even became numb.
For example, there is a tracker in the painting. He is only the size of a soybean, but the shoes he wears have a hole in his right foot.
Another example is that a tracker holds a dry tobacco pot in his mouth. There are several small characters on the pot that are almost invisible to the naked eye.
And somewhere at the bottom of the cargo ship, there is a screw the size of a pinhead...
There were so many similar details that Bai Zhi and the others were amazed every time they found one. They couldn't imagine how the cloud scenery was drawn with a brush.
However, there was something that shocked them even more.
In a certain cabin of the cargo ship, the window there was half open, and there was a woman sitting inside. The woman on the picture was already small, less than the size of a soybean. There was no need to say the details, she looked like a real person, but it really shocked them.
What's more is the woman's hand. She is holding a book in her hand, and there are actually words in the book!
The book in the painting is only the size of a needle's nose, but there are actually words in the book?
As a congenital master, Xing Guangning opened his eyes wide to read the text on the book. He was stunned to see the text clearly. It was actually a description of a martial arts secret book. Although there were only a few dozen words, based on his experience, he figured out
In a moment, I realized that the description of martial arts in dozens of words was actually true!
This is too scary. The book on the painting is only the size of a needle's nose, but there is a real description of martial arts secrets in the book. How many other similar "Easter eggs" are there in this painting?
When they marveled at the details of the book, Bai Zhi discovered another shocking detail that made people's hair stand on end.
That is, there are two people looking at each other in the painting. Their eyes are only half the size of a sesame seed in the painting, but in the eyes of the two people looking at each other, if you look closely, you can actually see the reflection of each other in each other's eyes!
What are details?
This is the detail that calls her mother!
The question is, how does the cloud scene achieve such fine details?
They searched for "Easter eggs" in the paintings. Every time they found one, they couldn't help but look back at the sleeping cloudscape. Every time they found a detail, they were shocked by the "horror" of the cloudscape.
Can a human draw this painting?
However, Yunjing did it!
As they got to the back, they had a vague feeling that the content of Yun Jing's painting was by no means as simple as what they saw.
The details they found were just what they saw, but what about the 'invisible' content?
I'm afraid only the cloud scene can know how much content this painting really contains.
No, maybe Yun Jing himself doesn’t know how much content there is. After all, he is just a painter and knows how to paint this painting with a hammer...
This chapter has been completed!