Chapter 150: The throbbing of the heart

For several days, Xia Hongsheng stayed at home and practiced sketching in his house in Chang'an. The house in Chang'an City is usually Xia Hongsheng and Qi Yong came to live, and there are not many people left, but now it has been painted by Xia Hongsheng. Thanks to the crazy practice in the past few days, Xia Hongsheng's sketching level has been greatly improved, and he has improved more than a star.

Xia Hongsheng put down the charcoal pen - it was just a thin strip of charcoal - and then picked up the paper in front of him, on which was the appearance of his sister-in-law drawn from memory, Xia Hongsheng looked left and right, and felt very satisfied, reflecting the facial features and charm. Xia Hongsheng felt that he could already go and paint the portrait of Li Laoer, Li Laoer had never seen this kind of painting, and he must have been surprised after seeing it, and he took the opportunity to tell him the importance of the military merit medal, and he was seventy percent sure that this thing could be done.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard footsteps outside, and when I got to the study, I didn't knock on the door, but pushed the door in. Xia Hongsheng looked up, but it turned out to be Xu Hui, and Xu Qixian who was following her.

"Why are you here?" Xia Hongsheng smiled: "You don't have to go to Hongwen Pavilion? ”

"Brother Xia family, you really lived the life of an immortal living in seclusion in the mountains, I don't know the years?" When Xu Hui heard Xia Hongsheng's words, she pursed her lips and laughed, and said, "Today is already a holiday!" I haven't seen you since the New Year, and I thought something was wrong with you. ”

Xia Hongsheng was taken aback, he was in the barracks at the beginning of this time, and then he ran out every day, and after asking Li Ke and Liu Renshi to help find skilled goldsmiths, he stayed at home to design military medals, and then practiced sketching.

"Huh? Jingshi, what are you doing? What is this? Xu Qixian's eyes were sharp, and when he went up, he saw the stack of papers on Xia Hongsheng's desk.

Walking over and picking it up, Xu Qixian suddenly opened his mouth in surprise, looked at the paper in his hand in a daze, and then raised his head again. Stared at Xia Hongsheng and asked, "This is your sister-in-law!" ”

Xia Hongsheng rolled his eyes, I don't know my sister-in-law?

"This, this, this...... Isn't this the guy who just opened the door?! Xu Qixian rolled down, his eyes widening and widening: "This is the maid standing in the vestibule serving tea!" And I know this too. It's a cook! You, you, you...... This ......"

Seeing Xu Qixian's reaction, Xia Hongsheng was very satisfied, there was no realistic painting method in ancient China, and when painting figures, he paid attention to both form and spirit. In order to highlight the charm of the characters and the author's thoughts, more attention is often paid to the construction of artistic conception, which leads to a lack of grasp of the structure of the human body. The beauty of the painted characters is beautiful, the artistic conception is profound, the realm is far-reaching, and the aftertaste is long. However, the appearance of the characters is not realistic, and many times it makes people feel that they are drawing a person. But it is not like a human sketch, through the combination of composition, proportion, precise outline and shape position of the facial features. The demeanor and appearance of the characters are perfectly reproduced, and they are as real and recognizable as a photograph.

So it is not surprising that Xu Qixian would be so surprised when he saw such a real portrait.

"I'll see!" Xu Hui leaned over, looked at Xu Qixian's hand, immediately straightened her eyes, gasped, and looked at Xia Hongsheng in a daze: "You, did you put people in the paper?!" ”

"Painted!" Xia Hongsheng said to Xu Hui: "It just so happens that you are here today, hurry up and sit down, let me also draw a picture of the two of you!" ”

"Painted?" Xu Qixian pinched the paper in his hand: "Don't come to deceive your brother." Didn't you see someone painting for your brother? Painting can be so ...... The same?! ”

Xia Hongsheng shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "If you two sit down, I'll draw a picture for you, don't you know." ”

"Good!" Xu Hui immediately agreed: "What am I going to do?" ”

"Sit down and make a pose. But keep it up and don't move around. Xia Hongsheng preached.

Seeing Xu Hui sit down, Xu Qixian walked next to Xia Hongsheng, watched Xia Hongsheng spread out a piece of rice paper, then picked up a charcoal strip and held it vertically in his hand, stretched out his arm and gestured back and forth to Xu Hui. Then I began to sketch lightly on the paper.

The central axis of the face, the outline of the facial contour, and the arrangement of the facial features...... Xia Hongsheng proceeded in the same way. Xu Hui sat on the chair, and the sunlight outside the study fell on Xu Hui through the window. In the golden sunlight, even the fluff on her face that has not faded can be seen clearly, and her beautiful face falls in the sun, as if it is shining brightly, not only the entire study, but even Xia Hongsheng's eyes seem to suddenly brighten. Xia Hongsheng looked at Xu Hui steadily, and suddenly had a feeling that everything around him was flickering with a warm glimmer, and his heart beat a few steps faster for no reason.

Xia Hongsheng's gaze fell on Xu Hui's face so straightforwardly, the fixed eyes made Xu Hui suddenly embarrassed, no one had ever stared at her so unabashedly, Xu Hui gradually became nervous, her heart was beating wildly, and she felt that those eyes seemed to be a little hot, otherwise how could she feel a fever on her face that he was staring at fixedly?

A touch of crimson crept up Xu Hui's cheek without knowing when.

Drawing and drawing, Xia Hongsheng suddenly felt inexplicably embarrassed, and suddenly remembered a poem in his mind, with peach blossoms on his face. Although there are no peach blossoms here, and it is not the season for peach blossoms to bloom, looking at Xu Hui's scarlet face, Xia Hongsheng feels as if he has seen peach blossoms in spring.

Xu Qixian kept staring at the paper in front of Xia Hongsheng on the side, unable to take his eyes off, and gasped from time to time, amazed.

After a long time, Xia Hongsheng put down the pen in his hand, blew the paper, blew away the scattered charcoal chips, and then picked up the paper: "Okay!" ”

Xu Hui immediately ran over and took the paper to look at, and saw that on the rice paper, on the chair under the windowsill, there was a light coming in, and a pretty and beautiful girl was sitting quietly in the light, with a shy smile on her face, her eyebrows were looking forward to it, and she was curious, and there seemed to be a spring-like warmth in her eyes.

"That's good......" Xu Hui's voice was soft and glutinous, and she said.

"Really?" Xia Hongsheng felt that his face was a little feverish, was the coal stove in the house burning too hot? Why is it so hot? Xia Hongsheng touched his nose, scratched his hair again, looked away, looked at the bookshelf next to him, felt a little embarrassed and nervous, and said, "If you like it, give it to you...... I'll give it to you! ”

Suddenly, a voice broke up the subtle slightly embarrassing atmosphere of the game, Xu Qixian took the piece of paper on which Xu Hui had been drawn, and said, "This, this is really ...... This kind of painting technique, my brother has never seen it, and he paints people as if they were in the mirror! ”

Xia Hongsheng hurriedly turned around, coughed dryly, and said to Xu Qixian: "This kind of painting method is called realistic sketching, and it is extremely pursuing the true reproduction of the painted object, do you want to learn it?" I'll teach you! ”

Xu Qixian shook his head: "Don't learn." For my brother, I don't have a talent for painting. It's busy enough on weekdays. ”

"I want to learn!" Xu Hui said on the side.

Xia Hongsheng nodded and said, "Well, I can tell you in advance, this is not so easy to learn, and it requires a lot of boring practice. I think it took me three years to learn how to draw eggs...... Belch...... In short, the process is slow and boring. ”

"I'm not afraid!" Xu Hui's interest was very high, and she was about to sit down and start immediately.

Xia Hongsheng laughed: "Forget it today, it's a very long thing, not at this time and a half - let me eat something first, I only care about practicing at noon, and I missed lunch." ”

"Jingshi, I haven't painted like this before before and I delayed my lunch to practice, what's wrong?" Xu Qixian asked curiously: "Also, just now you said that you have studied for three years?" ”

"Uh, don't care about these details......" Xia Hongsheng scratched his head: "I've been practicing all day these days, I haven't painted for a long time, and my hands are divided, and after practicing, I'm going to ask for a portrait of His Majesty, which is used in the army." ”

Hearing Xia Hongsheng say that it was used in the army, Xu Qixian stopped asking more, and the three of them walked out together. Xia Hongsheng ate something, and Xu Hui said that he wanted to start learning painting, so he went back to the study and explained from the basics.

Before I knew it, an afternoon had passed, and Xu Qixian and Xu Hui stayed for dinner, and then they were ready to go back.

Xia Hongsheng sent Xu Qixian's brothers and sisters out of the door, and saw a carriage parked outside.

Xu Qixian stepped forward and got into the carriage, looked back, and saw Xu Hui saying to him: "Brother, you go in first, I think of a question, ask the elder brother of the Xia family." ”

Xu Qixian nodded and went back to the carriage. Xia Hongsheng took a few steps forward and said with a smile: "What do you want to ask?" ”

Xu Hui shook her head, pursed her lips and smiled: "No, I lied to my brother." I just want to thank you, me, I love that painting! ”

Listening to Xu Hui's soft and glutinous voice and shy smile, Xia Hongsheng felt that his heart suddenly softened, as if he wanted to be touched by something.

"Then, then I'll go!" After Xu Hui finished speaking, she turned around and hurriedly ran to the side of the carriage, shouted Xu Qixian, pulled her up, and when she left, she stretched out her head again and waved goodbye to Xia Hongsheng.

The carriage drove away, disappearing into the cold winter night.

Xia Hongsheng took a deep breath of cold air, feeling that the cold breath filled his heart and spleen, and then looked at the place where the carriage disappeared and sighed.

This familiar throbbing feeling is not good...... (To be continued.) )