ps: Thanks to "Wufei Yeyu" for the reward. Hehe...
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The hut in the middle creaked, and an old man with white hair and beard but a rosy face came out. Huang Rong was overjoyed and shouted: "Old naughty boy, look who's here!"
Is this old man with a rosy and tender face like a baby Zhou Botong? Before Liu Meng could take a closer look, Zhou Botong laughed a few times, suddenly turned around, and quickly got back into the hut. Huang Rong caught up and knocked on the door: "Old naughty boy, I
You came all the way here, why are you hiding?" Guo Fu also shouted from behind: "Old naughty grandpa, we haven't seen each other for a long time, come out quickly!"
But Zhou Botong replied from inside the room: "Don't come out, don't come out! Even if you don't come out, you won't come out even if you beat me to death!" His tone was nonsensical, like a willful child, and everyone smiled after hearing this.
The hut in the south suddenly opened the door, and a man walked out. He said with a smile: "I am a distinguished guest, but I am not far enough to greet you. I am not polite enough. Please forgive me." Everyone turned around and saw an old monk wearing cassocks. He had a solemn face and a free and easy manner.
, has a majesty that has long resided in human beings, and is none other than Master Nandi Yideng, one of the five martial arts masters.
As acquaintances and elders, Huang Rong took everyone to sit in Master Yideng's room first. When talking about how he and the old naughty boy were neighbors in the Valley of Flowers, Master Yideng just smiled and said nothing. Huang Rong was extremely smart.
Thinking of the old naughty boy's reaction just now and the fox hunting in the black swamp that Guo Xiang had talked about, he immediately understood and said with a smile: "It turns out she is here too."
Yi Deng, the old naughty boy, Ying Gu and other three people live in seclusion here without any servants or disciples to serve them. They have to take care of everything by themselves. Huang Rong and others are juniors, so they cannot let Yi Deng pour tea for themselves. Liu Meng has a sharp eye and quick hands.
, grabbed the teapot on the wooden table, asked where the boiling water was, and then carried it over.
The fire stove made of clay was engraved with many little figures, but the workmanship was rough and quite immature. Liu Meng filled the pot with water, started the fire, and then sat cross-legged on the ground and looked at the carved figures on the outside of the fire stove.
The little figures have funny faces and different expressions, especially one of them has a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, just like squatting in a pit, and I can't help but laugh.
A gust of breeze blew by, and suddenly a proud voice sounded from behind: "How is it, the little man up here is fun?"
Such a high level of Qinggong. At this speed, he had no time to respond. Liu Meng was startled and turned around to see the old naughty boy looking at him with a very proud look. There seemed to be expectation in his eyes, as if he wanted to be praised by the other party.
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"None of these little people have the same look, and the expressions on their eyebrows are so interesting, haha, so interesting!" Liu Meng knew exactly what kind of person the old naughty boy was. He didn't hit the snake on the stick, so he immediately pointed at the little boy.
People are endlessly happy.
The carving of the little figures on the stove was done on a whim by the old naughty boy. After he finished carving it, he forgot about it. He came out quietly because he wanted to see Huang Rong and the others whom he hadn’t seen for many years. He didn’t want to meet Liu Meng on the fire.
He was boiling water in front of the stove and having some fun. Then he remembered that it was his own masterpiece, so he deliberately came over to hear the compliments of this handsome young man.
An old man and a young man gathered together next to the stove. They pointed at a few little people with particularly weird expressions and postures, and commented on what was funny. Liu Meng suddenly felt blessed, picked up a branch, and drew a figure on the ground with a few strokes.
He looked like him and said with a smile: "Who do you think he looks like?"
Zhou Botong couldn't help but be surprised when he saw that this young man's painting style was weird, and he could outline a person's appearance in just a few strokes. He looked carefully and saw that the person painted on the ground had thick eyebrows and big eyes, a simple expression, but he was a very familiar person, and said:
"Guo Jing?"
Liu Meng smiled and said: "It's the hero Guo." He used a branch to write next to him, and drew a portrait of a beautiful, smart and cunning woman. This time, before Liu Meng could ask, Zhou Botong had already shouted: "This
It’s Xiao Huang Rong!”
"Yes, it's Aunt Guo." Liu Meng nodded to confirm, raised his eyes and took a closer look at Zhou Botong's face, smiled, and then sketched a portrait on the ground with a long beard and a childish expression, and asked: "
Who is this?" Zhou Botong stared blankly at the portrait, suddenly shouted, turned to Liu Meng and bowed: "Little brother! Your magical skills are much better than those of the old naughty boy, why don't you teach me?"
Liu Meng, like many of his classmates, had practiced simple figure drawing out of boredom during his miserable middle school days. Zhou Botong had never seen it before, and he immediately scratched his head with joy and pestered Liu Meng to teach him how to draw.
For the next two or three hours, Huang Rong and other girls chatted and reminisced with Master Yideng and Gu Ying, while Liu Meng found a pile of river sand outside, spread it out on the ground, and held a bald pen tube that Zhou Botong got from somewhere.
, carefully taught simple sketches.
First, there were shapes such as circles, squares, barrels, ladders, etc., and then straight lines, curves, wavy lines and other lines. Then Liu Meng taught some simple bottle fruits and asked Zhou Botong to draw according to them. Unexpectedly, Zhou Botong was innocent by nature. Although he had no ambition, he still
His understanding is very good, and he can draw something similar in a short time.
In the evening of that day, Huang Rong cooked several home-cooked dishes by herself. After everyone had a good time, the girls rested in Yinggu's room, while Liu Meng was dragged to his room by Zhou Botong so that he could continue to ask for advice on painting techniques.
The old naughty boy Zhou Botong was also a very smart man. He moved the river sand into the room and spread it on the table so that he could paint under the oil lamp. The night was getting dark in an instant, and Liu Meng taught him a few common animal painting methods, and he became a little sleepy.
, and let out a big yawn.
Zhou Botong was having a great time, but he was not willing to let him go to bed. He immediately rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "You are amazing at painting. I won't compare with you, but I have a unique skill that you definitely can't do." As he said this, he used both hands.
He took a bald pen and drew on the sand together, but he drew an egg with his left hand and a banana with his right hand.
With a proud look on his face, Zhou Botong said: "How is it? Awesome? This is the old naughty boy's unique secret skill. There is no other semicolon in the world." Liu Meng rubbed his eyes and thought, isn't it just drawing a square with the left hand and a circle with the right hand?
There is nothing magical about using it. I immediately used a pen to draw, but I could only draw a simple circle. It was absolutely impossible to draw different objects like Zhou Botong.
Seeing that Liu Meng tried several times but couldn't get it right, the old naughty boy Zhou Botong was very happy and said with an air of authenticity: "Do you admire it? Do you want to learn it? Please, I will teach you."
I'm going to choke you! Fighting each other!? What an original stunt created by the old naughty boy! Liu Meng's eyes widened and he didn't even think about it. He immediately clasped his fists with his hands and nodded his head and said: "Zhou Shenxian, your stunt is so awesome, teach me."
Teach me!”
Zhou Botong's vanity was satisfied, and he then demonstrated the unique skills of using different tricks with his left and right hands, and told Liu Meng his experience. However, fighting with left and right hands cannot be practiced by people who are not pure-minded, such as the loyal Guo Jing and the simple Xiaolong.
Female; Huang Rong also learned it together, but with her eccentric thinking, she couldn't learn it despite all her efforts.
.(To be continued..)
ps: Well, we will write very seriously in the future...
