Strictly speaking, this painting is actually impeccable, whether it is the painting skills or style, as well as the artistic conception of the fish leaping over the dragon gate, or every detail.
But Lin Yu just felt that something was missing. He couldn't help but took down the painting, held it in his hand and looked at it over and over again.
When he saw the blank space above the dragon gate, he couldn't help but suddenly realized that there were a few inscriptions missing on the painting. If there were more words written by everyone in calligraphy, the painting would be perfect.
Lin Yu caught a glimpse of a painting of the Four Treasures of the Study on the desk on one side. He spread the painting on the table, picked up the brush, and was about to inscribe.
But the moment he picked up the pen, he hesitated again. Would it be bad to do this? Would the original owner be unhappy? But he himself had obsessive-compulsive disorder, and when he saw that the painting was missing a few words, he felt something in his heart.
Extremely unnatural.
At this moment, the door opened and a voice came over: "Grandpa, are you there?"
Then a faint fragrance came over, and at the same time a delicate figure appeared at the door. Lin Yu raised his head in surprise. The moment he raised his head, he couldn't help but froze.
I saw the girl in front of me, with silky black hair blowing in the wind, slender eyebrows, a pair of soft eyes that looked indifferent and without desires, and two small dimples on her face.
The tender and smooth snow skin has a wonderful color, and the image of pure beauty is perfect.
"Who are you?" The girl looked at Lin Yu warily, and then she caught a glimpse of Lin Yu's hand holding Guan's brush and the painting spread out on the table, and her expression changed drastically.
"Come here, catch the thief, there is a thief." The girl exclaimed.
"No, no, no, you misunderstood, you really misunderstood, I just wanted to write an inscription on it." Lin Yu was startled, unable to imagine that the girl's voice was so high-decibel.
Just when he waved his hand, a drop of ink dripped down the brush, right into the blank space of the painting.
For a moment, the room was silent, and the girl stared blankly at the drop of black ink on the painting.
This drop of ink was added to the originally perfect painting, and the intact painting was suddenly damaged. It was like an extra fly in a delicious dish, or an extra mouse in a pot of soup. In short, it was more.
It's as disgusting as it is, and as ugly as it is ugly.
"My painting... This is the painting I painted with the most care. You bastard, you ruined my painting, please pay me..." the girl screamed, she ran up angrily and stretched out her hand.
The jade hand grabbed Lin Yu.
Unexpectedly, she was so excited that the center of gravity of her high-heeled shoes became unstable. She exclaimed and leaned back.
"Hey, be careful." Lin Yu quickly stepped forward and gave him a hug.
Lin Yu was stunned by the soft slender waist in his hands and the fragrance that entered his nose. For a moment, he even forgot to let go, and the two of them just looked at each other.
It's just that Lin Yu ignored his hand because he was too hasty just now, and now it's still on the other person's chest. The softness that he couldn't hold in his hand shocked him.
"Ah... let go..." the girl screamed.
"Oh, I'm so sorry." Lin Yu knew that he put his hand where it shouldn't be. He hurriedly retracted his hand, and then the girl, who lost the support of his right hand, fell straight to the ground.
"Uh... I'm sorry." Lin Yu was dumbfounded.
"Come on, come on, Yuchen, is it you?" At this moment, an old man came out of the bathroom holding his stomach.
Seeing the situation in front of him, he couldn't help but said dumbfounded: "What's going on?"
"Grandpa, he is a thief, he destroyed my painting."
After a while, Liang Yuchen rubbed her buttocks that were almost broken in half, sat sideways on the sofa and said angrily, Lin Yu let go just now, causing her to fall directly to the ground, and now there is a pain in her buttocks, and this bastard
He also ruined one of his most proud paintings.
This made her almost gnash her teeth in hatred for Lin Yu.
"This is all a misunderstanding. Let me introduce you. This is Lin Yu, my latest teacher. The school plans to open a health class. This is my granddaughter Liang Yuchen, who studies at Jiangnan Academy of Fine Arts." Liang Side has already figured out the situation.
"Are you kidding? Keep in good health? Do you think he looks like he knows how to keep in good health? Has he grown hair?" Liang Yuchen said angrily. She had no good impression of Lin Yu.
Lin Yu was furious. He really wanted to take off his pants to prove that he had grown hair. This woman was so good at attacking people. But in front of him, he had to hold back because he was at fault.
"Well, Xiao Lin is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. He gave a lecture at the school before, and some students came to learn health-preserving exercises from him. The response was good. Now a large number of students are asking the school to launch health-preserving classes." Liang Side said with a wry smile.
"Then you can't invite a thief to give lectures," Liang Yuchen said.
"Let me reiterate, I am not a thief. I was just fascinated by the painting." Lin Yu couldn't bear it anymore.
"You are a thief. If I had come in late, you would have definitely taken the painting away. And you also destroyed my painting, which is my best painting." Liang Yuchen became more and more aggrieved as he spoke.
This painting of his was indeed hanging on the wall, but now it was placed on his desk, with a drop of ink on it. Liang Side looked at Lin Yu with questioning eyes.
"I just feel that something is missing from this painting, so the artistic conception seems a bit lacking." Lin Yu said with a wry smile.
"What are you talking about? Do you mean that my painting is not good? I am a talented girl from Jiangnan Academy of Fine Arts and have won the International Painting Exhibition Competition for two consecutive years. You are saying that my painting is not good?" Liang Yuchen became even more angry.
"I didn't say your painting was not good, I just said it felt like something was missing." Lin Yu said, dumbfounded.
"That's what you mean. Do you know how to paint? Why do you judge what I say?" Liang Yuchen became angrier as she spoke. This was her best painting. This bastard broke it and didn't say anything.
And he still criticizes his own words. Is there anyone like him?
"Xiao Lin, tell me, what's missing?" Liang Side said, his eyes suddenly shining.
"The artistic conception of this painting is good, comparable to the handwriting of ancient people, but if there are a few more words, the artistic conception will be even better, and it will be perfect." Lin Yu expressed his thoughts.
"That's right." Liang Side slapped his thigh and said, "Yuchen, don't you remember that when I showed this painting to Master Chen, a master of calligraphy and painting, he also pointed out that the shortcoming of this painting was that it was missing a few words?
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"Remember, Teacher Chen said that his calligraphy level is limited, and the inscription may greatly reduce the artistic conception of this painting, and the gain outweighs the loss." Liang Yuchen said.
"That's it. Xiao Lin can see the problem with the painting at a glance, which shows that he is quite knowledgeable about painting styles. You have misunderstood him." Liang Side said with a smile.
"Even if it is, what is he doing with a brush? Does he want to write an inscription? Just kidding, even Teacher Chen, a master of calligraphy and painting, doesn't dare to write an inscription. He is so young and he knows woolen calligraphy." Liang Yuchen said angrily.
"I really want to write an inscription because I think my calligraphy can match this painting." Lin Yu said pertinently that while he was learning medical skills since he was a child, he also learned calligraphy because his master said that as a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, his handwriting is very good.
important.
A person's medical ethics and courage can be reflected in his handwriting, so he is quite confident in his handwriting.
"You don't even draft a draft when you're bragging. You're just good at drawing talismans." Liang Yuchen said disdainfully.
"Xiao Lin, are you serious?" Liang Side smiled.
He didn't know why, but he was very optimistic about this young man whom he met for the first time. He had an intuition that this young man would definitely be able to do what he said.
"Of course it's true. If there were a few more words on this painting, I guarantee that the artistic conception would be improved by more than one level." Lin Yu said.
"Blow, keep blowing." Liang Yuchen sneered.
"Yuchen, you might as well let Xiao Lin try it. I think what he said is true." Liang Side said.
"Grandpa, are you mistaken? His calligraphy skills are so bad that his hair is not even long." Liang Yuchen said in surprise.
Lin Yu was angry. This woman said that he didn't have hair for the second time. He almost took it out and showed it to her. It was so bullying.
"The painting is like this anyway, why don't you let him try it." Liang Side suggested.
"No, I will never let him mess around." Liang Yuchen sat up suddenly to object, but accidentally twisted her buttocks, and she couldn't help but scream in pain.
"Just let him try. Don't worry, I can trust this guy. How about Xiaolin, please make a guarantee." Liang Side smiled.
"Okay, if what I write on the question doesn't satisfy you, you can do whatever you want." Lin Yu said with a smile.
"Are you serious?" Liang Yuchen hesitated.
"Of course, you can make conditions now." Lin Yu nodded.
"Okay, if what you said doesn't satisfy me, you will strip naked and run around school naked for a week." Liang Yuchen said through gritted teeth.
Lin Yu felt that his head was full of black lines. This woman was so cruel. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, if you are not satisfied, I will run naked."
"Okay, I'll bear witness." Liang Side said with a smile.
Lin Yu walked up to the front, picked up the brush again, took a deep breath, dipped it in ink, and then swung the brush with a flourish.
"Fish leap in the water and geese are in the clouds!" The words are vigorous and straight, with unique style. The meaning of the words is perfectly integrated with the artistic conception of the painting, and the overall level of the painting is immediately improved by several levels.
"Good, good calligraphy." Liang Side exclaimed. Lin Yu's writing of these words was excellent. Although he liked calligraphy and would copy a few words with ink when he had nothing to do, compared with Lin Yu, he was far behind.
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He picked up the painting and hung it on the wall again. He looked around and liked it more and more.
Liang Yuchen also looked at the painting on the wall in surprise. Lin Yu only wrote a few words, but the overall level of the painting immediately rose several levels. These words were just right and blended with the artistic conception of the painting.
One body, blended into nature, comparable to everyone's masterpieces.
"This... was really written by you?" Liang Yuchen asked in disbelief. It was hard to imagine that Lin Yu, who looked ordinary, could actually do this.