A dinner party where the guests and hosts enjoy themselves.
Chi Feichi and Kuroki Jiro didn't drink much and occasionally chatted.
The ones who drank the most were Hayaka Shizuyama and Mouri Kogoro.
Hayaka Shizuyama saw Ike Feichi chatting with Kuroki Jiro about paintings, and occasionally interjected a few words. If he didn't feel that it was not good to leave Mouri Kogoro alone, he thought he could talk to Ike Feichi about painting appreciation.
Young people are not professionals, but they do not know anything. They have unique vision and some outstanding ideas.
Thinking about it, Hayaka Shizuyama made a positive statement: Regardless of whether Mouri Kogoro comes or not, as long as Chi Fei Chi is willing, Chi Fei Chi is welcome to come and sit.
Kuroki Jiro also expressed his welcome again and again, which made Mouri Kogoro a little surprised.
Is his apprentice so able to impress others?
After three rounds of drinking, Kogoro Mouri looked at the painting on the easel beside the wall, "Master Jingshan, is that the one you painted recently? Mount Fuji, the painting is really lifelike!"
"This is the Mount Fuji that a company recently asked me to paint for them." Hayaka Shizuyama stroked the beard on his chin and turned to ask Chi Feichi, "What do you think?"
Chi Feichi looked at the sketch, not to mention the mastery of details. Mount Fuji is indeed suitable for a triangular composition, but with Mount Fuji as the distant view, there are darker trees in the close-up, and the rocks are in the lower corners, making the mountain appear taller and more majestic. "Master-level"
composition.”
Hayaka Shizuyama laughed, "The composition is just basic, but it can really highlight your strength and level."
Chi Feichi nodded. For a handicapped person like Sato Miwako, even if he asked a master to help him think through the composition, the painting would still fail.
Mao Lilan also looked at Kuroki Jiro, "You have been the master's apprentice for a long time, right?"
Kuroki Jiro smiled and said, "Yes."
"I saw a painting he painted once before, and it was very good!" Mouri Kogoro held a wine glass, finished talking to Conan and Mao Lilan, and looked at Kuroki Jiro, "But you are different from the master.
Is it in color?"
"Yes," Kuroki Jiro said with a smile, "I draw in color."
"By the way," Mouri Kogoro looked at Hayaka Shizuyama who was sitting in the main seat, "I remember the competition where the master is the judge. Is it going to be held soon?"
"I didn't expect you to remember it so clearly," Hayaka Shizuyama's cheeks were flushed with a drunken blush due to drinking, "the delivery deadline will be the day after tomorrow."
"Brother Kuroki, why don't you sign up too!" Mouri Kogoro said again, "I think you will definitely get good results! Right, Master?"
Kuroki Jiro turned his head in shock and looked at Hayaka Shizuyama.
"It will only make me, a teacher, laugh at people," Hayaga Shizuyama continued, "Kuroki's skills are simply not enough to sign up for this competition."
Kuroki Jiro lowered his head and sighed.
Mouri Kogoro spoke for Kuroki Jiro, "But, I think his paintings..."
"Mr. Mori! In fact, what the teacher said makes sense. My skills are indeed far behind now," Kuroki Jiro interrupted, then looked at Haibara Ai, his tone softened, "By the way, little sister,
How about you being my model? The way you look at Huang Ying during the day is very pure. I want to draw it, just enough for me to practice..."
"Brother Kuroki, please wait a minute," Mouri Kogoro stopped, and then said to Hayaka Shizuzan, "Master, I'd better ask you to help me draw a portrait for Xiao Ai."
Hui Yuan Ai was not in a hurry to refuse.
It seems that a certain uncle has not forgotten the purpose of their coming.
Kuroki Jiro whispered, "Mr. Mori..."
Mouri Kogoro ignored Kuroki Jiro and insisted, "When you were in Tokyo, didn't you often draw as a sideshow?"
Zaohe Jingshan hesitated, "But tonight..."
"I think it's better to forget it, Mr. Mori," Kuroki Jiro stood up, "the teacher drank some wine today..."
"In the past, the master could still take pictures even after drinking," Mouri Kogoro said with a sincere smile, clasping his hands together, "Just treat me as a favor to you, just promise me!"
Zahe Jingshan couldn't shirk it and agreed.
The group of people moved to the living room. Haiyuan Ai sat at the table and caught a glimpse of Feichi, who had his head exposed on Chi Feichi's collar. He took it out and put it on the table, "Can I take Feichi with me?"
Seeing Haibara Ai skillfully pulling out a live snake from under Chi Feichi's clothes, Kuroki Jiro and Hayaka Shizuyama were shocked.
Different from the soft toy snake, the snake was covered with somewhat reflective gray-black scales. It was long and had a strong tail when it rolled. The dark snake eyes also looked particularly cold. It was skillfully manipulated by a little girl.
I carried it and put it on the table. No matter how I looked at it, it looked... all shiny.
Most of Zahe Jingshan's drunkenness dissipated in an instant, and he stared blankly at Fei Chi who was placed on the table.
He wanted to take back his previous statement that "Chi Feichi is welcome to come over anytime", but he didn't know if that would work...
Kuroki Jiro thought that the snake was taken out from under Chi Feichi's collar, and when he thought about how he was sitting next to Chi Feichi when he was drinking just now, he suddenly felt bad all over.
"Really, why are you bringing Feichi there?" Mouri Kogoro saw that Hayaka Shizuyama and Kuroki Jiro's faces were a little pale, scratching their heads and explaining with a smile, "Master Shizuyama, don't worry, those are pets raised by my disciples.
Snakes, they generally don’t bite people.”
Conan thought in his mind, yes, it's just that he doesn't usually bite.
For him and the uncle who had been bitten, all they could say was this.
"The hobbies of young people nowadays are really strange..."
Hayaka Shizuyama calmed down, picked up the charcoal pen, and observed the drawing. However, from the beginning of the stroke, the slight trembling in his hand caused the lines to become distorted.
Even if Hayaga Shizuyama tried his best to control it, the lines slowly falling on the painting could not outline a normal human shape at all.
Standing behind Hayaga Shizuyama, Mouri Kogoro, Mouri Lan and Conan looked more and more solemn.
My hands are shaking to such an extent that I can't even draw.
"no way!"
Hayaka Shizuyama suddenly tore off the pages from his sketchbook, crumpled them into a ball and threw them in front of him. He covered his trembling right arm with his left hand and lowered his head in silence.
"I'm sorry, Master!" Mouri Kogoro immediately came to his seat and apologized, "I was too complacent, that's why I made the unreasonable request."
"No," Zaohe Jingshan raised his head, his expression returned to calmness, and he smiled, "Actually, I'm getting more and more drunk these days, hahaha..."
"Teacher," Kuroki Jiro said to save the situation, "I see you haven't gone fishing in the sea for a long time, right? Why don't you go tomorrow with Mr. Mori and Mr. Chi?"
"What a good idea," Maori Kogoro agreed. Now that the situation has been confirmed, it would be better to let Master Jingshan adjust quickly and relax. "I hope you will appreciate it, Master."
"Sea fishing..." Hayawa Jingshan was a little moved, "It's been a long time since I've gone fishing in the sea."
Mouri Kogoro turned to look at Kuroki Jiro who stood up, "But, is it possible to fish in the sea in such a heavy rain?"
"The weather forecast says it will clear up tomorrow morning and the temperature will rise," Kuroki Jiro said.
"In that case, I'll rest early tonight." Hayawa Jingshan stood up, said hello, and turned to go out.
"Master, please rest early." Mao Lilan said politely to Conan.
"Same for you." Zahe Jingshan replied politely before closing the sliding door.
After Zao He Jingshan left, Mao Lilan complained, "Dad, you are really too rude just now."
Kuroki Jiro was also dissatisfied and whispered, "Yes, Mr. Mori, teacher..."
"Teacher wants to confirm the situation of Master Jingshan." Chi Feichi explained for Mouri Kogoro.
"Why?"
Mao Lilan and Kuroki Jiro were stunned.
"Yes, Brother Kuroki," Mouri Kogoro said to Kuroki Jiro seriously, "please don't take offense. I just want to see if the master's hands are shaking so much that he can't draw like you said.
, that’s why I said this, and if it’s a symptom of hepatic encephalopathy, master, it’s better to go to the hospital for a physical check-up before it’s too late..."
Seeing Mouri Kogoro's look, Chi Fei thought for a moment and said, "It's not very serious, but the whole arm is trembling, and there are signs of trembling in both left and right arms. There is some neurological problem. It's best to go to the hospital for a checkup."
"
The situation is not serious enough to be uncontrollable, but even if it is treated, the most it can do is to control and alleviate it. For an artist, if he is so shaken that he cannot even draw lines well, then he is basically useless.
Kuroki Jiro sighed, "So that's it, I will find a way to persuade the teacher to go to the hospital."
In the following time, Kuroki Jiro took a group of people around the house and also took a group of people to see the studio where he painted.
There is a painting on the easel. The pink rose bouquet contrasts with the green leaves, which looks fresh and delicate.
"So this is where you paint." Mouri Kogoro looked around.
Mao Lilan was attracted by the painting on the easel and walked forward, "It's so beautiful. Is this rose a work by Mr. Kuroki?"
Haiyuan Ai walked up and took a look. It was indeed very eye-catching.
"It's not finished yet." Kuroki Jiro smiled angrily.
"Your use of color is really beautiful." Mao Lilan praised.
Jiro Kuroki pointed to the painting tools on the table and explained with a smile, "I used this pastel and added glue, and then painted it on."
Conan pointed at a bottle and said cutely, "This white one is also called Hu Fen, right?"
Chi Feichi looked over and saw that using white powder is a technique in Japanese painting. Before painting, you first apply a layer of white powder on the paper as a base.
"You even know this? In fact, this is paint made from pulverizing oyster shells." When Jiro Kuroki turned around with the paint bottle, he knocked off the covering canvas on the easel next to him, revealing the simple composition of the Mount Fuji painting below.
picture.
After Conan saw it, he was stunned for a moment, "This painting..."
Kuroki Jiro sweated, picked up the canvas, covered it back, and said with a smile, "I wanted to figure out the composition of the teacher's painting of Mount Fuji, so I painted it."
Mouri Kogoro smiled and said, "You really work hard."
"Where, by the way, it's getting late. Let me take you to the hotel to rest." Kuroki Jiro walked towards the door. "The hotel is near the mountain road outside the bamboo forest. It's less than ten minutes away from here.