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When the wind blew, a leaf suddenly floated down and fell on Ye Junsheng's shoulder. He stretched out his hand and twisted it, looking at its color, it turned out to appear withered and yellow.

Inadvertently, the air was invaded by autumn, and the leaves were already withering in autumn and were blown down by the wind.

——The four seasons are reincarnated, and the time is gone, and it will never stop. Thousands of years ago, a saint sighed and said, "The dead are like this, and they will never let go of day and night!"

In contrast, people are like grains of sand in a river, and they will disappear without any trace if they are not careful.

Standing in the backyard, Ye Junsheng looked at the sky with his hands behind his back, his eyes narrowed slightly. In front of him, he placed a book case, and the four treasures of the study were all covered, and the rice paper was spread out, just waiting for him to finish his writing.

When the emotions were almost brewing, Ye Junsheng took the pen and dipped it ink, and he used the pen like flying, swishing, swishing, quickly rendering it on the white paper-

What he currently writes is not words, but painting and painting.

Speaking of which, the predecessor of the nerd, he not only focused on reading, but also had a dilemma in writing and painting. Only in this way can he lay a solid foundation and let Ye Junsheng enjoy his achievements, and he had more skills out of thin air.

If this is not the case, you have to start from scratch. Time travelers just practice calligraphy will probably be lingering.

These are all water grinding efforts, and you cannot have real skills without hard work over the years.

He has read the meaning of the scriptures, is good at writing and can write paintings, and three items are considered the talents that a nerd has. However, he is dementia and does not know how to make a living by this, and it is not useless.

Since time traveling, Ye Jun gave birth to a boy, using articles of classics; selling characters to improve his living conditions, so that he can achieve calligraphy. In the calculation, there is no chance to show his paintings.

Now, he wants to try to practice his skills in preparation for next year's talent competition.

Gu Xuezheng's invitation letter had been sent to him long ago. He had agreed to participate. After all, Ye Junsheng's practice of "virtuous Tao" is the way to enter the world. Participating in such a huge influential competition is beneficial to the progress of his cultivation.

Since you have decided to participate, you must actively prepare and strive to be the best. In terms of attitude, how can you be perfunctory and vague?

The competition for talented people is divided into four major sections: poetry, calligraphy, painting, and music. Painting ranks third and is an extremely important component. If possible, of course you must practice in advance.

Because he had a foundation, Ye Junsheng only needed a state of mind or inspiration.

The ink was so refreshing that it was almost done in one go. About two quarters of an hour later, a "Towered Tree" was made of ink, which was copied from the big banyan tree at the door of Du Zhuzhai as a model.

After looking at it, Ye Junsheng shook his head, feeling unsatisfied, and immediately kneaded the painting into a ball and threw it into the wastebasket under the desk.

Come again...

The second picture is "The Hen Eats the Insect Picture". I saw a big hen strolling in the grass in full spirit. I lowered my head to look for the insects...

"The lines are dull, the expression is stiff, and I'm not satisfied."

Ye Junsheng murmured to himself, continuing to knead the painting into a ball and throw it away.

Then three paintings were all disappointing and were discarded as waste paper.

I always lack that sense of understanding!

Ye Junsheng chose to put down his pen and ink, and decided to stay aside for the time being, think more, and understand more. After thinking hard, he suddenly remembered the famous saying of later generations, saying, "The beauty of painting lies in the fact that it is similar to not similar. Too similar is vulgar, not as deceiving the world", but it can be regarded as a motto.

When the thought was touched, I immediately picked up my pen and wrote this copybook, ready to post it in the study. I saw it from time to time, but I had some insights.

"Brother, where are the paintings you drew?"

At this time, Ye Junmei came and asked curiously. Hearing that his brother wanted to draw a painting made the girl jump up with joy.

Ye Junsheng stretched out his hand and pointed at the mountains of waste paper piled up in the wastebasket.

When Ye Junmei saw it, he said, "Brother, why did you throw it away?"

"What's the benefit of keeping a failed work?"

Ye Junmei stuck out her tongue, but took the wastebasket and opened it again to watch it. When she saw the "Hen Eating Worm Picture", she smiled like a flower and found it very interesting.

After reading one by one, he said, "Brother, I want to draw too."

Ye Junsheng gave up his seat and said, "Here, come and give it a try."

Although my sister didn't go to Xiyue Academy for a long time, because the women's academy did not preach the meaning of the scriptures, in addition to teaching moral articles such as "The Women's Training", the others were just teaching poetry, writing and painting. Therefore, she had more time to concentrate on learning knowledge about calligraphy and painting.

Ye Junsheng also wants to see what Ye Junmei has learned.

I saw the girl sitting on a chair, looking at her nose and the heart, and then her spirit was calm. Not to mention anything else, this air condition alone was extraordinary and admirable. She was originally very beautiful, and when she sat down, she had a static aesthetic temperament, just like the person in the painting.

He lifted the pen with his white wrist and dipped it ink. Then the strokes flowed and began to paint.

Ye Junsheng stood aside and looked at it. He couldn't help but praise: "Okay!" After speaking, he felt uncomfortable, for fear that it would disturb his sister's emotions.

Fortunately, Ye Junmei ignored it, was completely immersed in her own state of mind, and still focused on painting.

The breeze comes, and withered leaves float down; the wind is still filled with a faint fragrance, which makes people smell it and feel refreshed.

Looking at his sister's quiet and picturesque beauty, Ye Junsheng felt something strange inexplicably. He quickly raised his head and looked at the floating leaves in the sky, dazed and dazed.

"Hehe, it's done."

The sound came to my ears, and Ye Junsheng pulled it back from his thoughts and looked down: "Okay, it's such a good painting!"

I saw that picture of the painting, the forest was faintly vague, the grass was lush, and there was a stream flowing down, which looked extremely clear, and several small fish could be seen swimming. By the stream, a little white fox was very agile, scooping water into the stream with its forelimbs.

While drinking, the two elves looked around with their eyes, as if they were on guard, afraid that a tiger or jackal would suddenly come out...

What a picture of "The White Fox Drinks the Stream"!

Ye Junsheng himself has a good vision of painting. When he saw it, he felt that the painting made by his sister on the spot had soft strokes, distinct ink levels, and full and vivid scenery. Especially the little white fox, as the main body, was lifelike, lively and vivid, and it simply painted the charm.

In comparison, I am lucky that my family has a pretty good foundation, but the hen I painted is simply a chicken made of soil, stupid and completely angry.

Could this be a talent that is rare in a century?

My sister only studied for a few months and was able to splash ink into paintings, leaving behind her for a few streets...

Ye Junsheng was speechless.

Ye Junmei looked at him and smiled and said, "Brother, is the painting I drew really good?"

Ye Junsheng nodded and sighed: "It's very good, it's much better than my brother's paintings. Well, in the academy, have the teachers and the others praised you?"

Ye Junmei scratched her head embarrassedly: "No, I haven't really painted it in the academy. This is the first time I've painted it."

Upon hearing this, Ye Junsheng almost staggered and was about to fall: The first time, I made a mistake...

"No, have you not copied it in class?"

"Not yet. Now I'm just teaching some book principles. It won't be until next month that I can officially start painting."

Ye Junsheng was covered in black lines: My sister has been so good at painting for the first time. How many times can she draw? Which teacher can still teach her?

After being surprised, I was happy and I was really happy for my sister.

Ye Junsheng had long understood Ye Junmei's intelligence, and it is not an exaggeration to discover one more talent now. It seems that he is really right to send her to the academy to study.

He picked up the painting again and carefully appreciated it. As he looked at it, he felt that something was wrong.

"Brother, I'm going to cook."

Ye Junmei said, returning to the house with a light body.

Ye Junsheng said "um" casually, but his eyes were still not far from the left and right of the picture. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he slapped his thighs, and quickly took out something from the world space of the mysterious yellow stone seal in the world and placed it on the desk of the book.

It is the "Spiritual Fox Picture" - since refining the treasure seal, it has been collected in the precious space and stored in a single formation.

Open the "Spiritual Fox Picture", the landscape of the white fox reading is revealed in your eyes.

The main body of "The White Fox Drinks the Stream Picture" is a white fox; the main body of "The Spirit Fox Picture" is also a white fox, but one is drinking water and the other is reading, and the pattern and movements are quite different. However, when the two paintings are arranged side by side in front of you, look left and right, Ye Junsheng actually feels that the charm of the two white foxes is very similar.

Is it an illusion?

Ye Junsheng asked himself, but he quickly denied that it was extremely difficult to have illusions and other illusions as a magician in the realm of Dharma.

So, what's going on?

Different paintings and different authors are somewhat similar in artistic conception, which is really unbelievable.

Besides, Ye Junmei lived in Pengcheng since she was a child and rarely had the opportunity to go out to the wild. How could she have seen the white fox and have an impression and draw it?

You should know that things you have never seen before are impossible to draw. Just by imagination, at most you can draw a contour. How can you draw so vividly?

Ye Junsheng felt suspicious, and after comparing it, he took back the "Spiritual Fox Picture". Then he walked to the kitchen and asked Ye Junmei: "Junmei, brother, what is strange is that you have seen a white fox before?"

Ye Junmei was concentrating on baking rice and shook her head: "I haven't seen it before."

"Then how can you draw this white fox?"

Ye Junmei smiled and said, "Brother, you forgot that strange dream I always had before. A white fox was chased by a evil wolf... Well, I just painted this painting according to that dream."

As soon as she said that, Ye Junsheng immediately remembered: A few days ago, my sister had a dream for several days, and she asked him to interpret the dreams. However, at that time, Ye Junsheng thought hard but failed. Later, my sister stopped dreaming again, so she put it aside.

This is the reason...

It is not unbelievable to draw according to dreams.
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