In the end, Gao Yun also completely saw the real owner of this portrait on the drawing board, which was the current King of Jin, Zhou Yan!

Gao Yun's eyes deepened, staring at the beautiful man's face on the canvas for a moment.

Due to the limited resources in her hands, Jun Zilin only sketched portraits of people.

I had a big charcoal block in my hand, and I was gradually running out by the end.

In the end, my hands were covered in charcoal ash.

And the characters on the drawing board have also taken shape.

Jun Zilin is not a professional sketcher, and it is very difficult for me to feel that I can sketch Zhou Yan's appearance.

At that moment, she didn't sketch any further, but used her fingers to make the edges and corners of it again, and then stopped.

Standing up, Jun Zilin suddenly found that she was standing with her master Gao Yun.

She hurriedly put down the drawing board and gave Gao Yun a decent salute, "Master, disciple is polite!" ”

Gao Yun was originally looking at Zhou Yan's portrait painting, but now she was suddenly interrupted by Jun Zilin, she suddenly came back to her senses, and then looked at the beloved disciple in front of her, "Qingyun, you are really very talented." Not only is the fine brushwork excellent, but even the painting is ...... Well, what kind of painting is this? Can it be made of charcoal? ”

In front of the master, Jun Zilin didn't dare to boast, so she passed perfunctorily at the moment, "I went to the stove room before and saw that this charcoal block could be painted, so I'll try to draw it now." In fact, this charcoal block is really difficult to use compared to the wolf's hair. ”

After a few words, Jun Zilin also shook the charcoal ash in his hand.

Gao Yun saw it, her eyebrows and eyes were vivid and she smiled, took out a white silk handkerchief from her cuffs, and actually took Jun Zilin's hand and wiped off the black charcoal ash on it for her, "Qingyun is extremely talented, and he didn't take care of you when he was busy with his teacher before." Come, come with your teacher. ”

He didn't let go of him, threw the blackened handkerchief on the ground, grabbed Jun Zilin's hand, and led her to a small door in the backyard.

Jun Zilin hurriedly put away the drawing board, and didn't know what Gao Yun was going to do for a while.

Pushing open the closed small wooden door, Gao Yun and Jun Zilin entered.

Although she has been to this painting garden several times, this is the first time Jun Zilin has returned to this hidden place. Su Ri, Gao Yun does not allow anyone to trespass in this art garden.

Now that he is willing to bring himself here, what is this for?

Within this small gate is planted a wider and closed green bamboo, and before it is near, you can already hear the sound of the rushing stream and smell the clear mountain spring wind in your nose, which is refreshing.

"Master, where are you going?"

"You'll know when you arrive."

Gao Yun didn't reply to her clearly, and only took Jun Zilin to the depths of the bamboo forest.

I'm really worried that Fluttershy won't be able to find her when she comes back.

Jun Zilin wanted to excuse herself, after all, she didn't know how far she had to go.

But suddenly, the person in front of him stopped.

If it weren't for Jun Zilin's sudden braking, she would have to hit Gao Yun.

She followed Gao Yun's side and followed his line of sight to look ahead. The bamboo forest gradually thinned out, replaced by a small pavilion in the forest.

Gao Yun looked at this pavilion, and her eyes were a little yearning and affectionate.

Could it be that this is the residence of the teacher?

Jun Zilin couldn't help but guess.

"Come with me!"

Gao Yun grabbed Jun Zilin's hand and led her to the attic.

didn't realize that his big palm was getting tighter and tighter, Jun Zilin only looked at the attic in front of her in surprise, why did she feel a little familiar?

But in her memory, there had never been such an attic.

Could it be that her memory has been skewed again?

Standing under the attic, Gao Yun looked up at all this, he stepped up with some sighs, and turned his head and said, "Qingyun, you come in and take a look." ”

"Oh."

Now that you're here, there's no reason not to go in.

I want to see what is in the attic that Gao Yun is in such a complex state of mind.

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

Jun Zilin first widened her eyes and looked inside.

It's just that when she saw the situation inside, her curiosity was like encountering a pouring rain, and she was suddenly doused with only a cloud of ashes.

"Do you recognize these paintings?" Gao Yun was still in high spirits, and her slender fingers cherished the paintings hanging on the walls of this attic.

The paintings are made up of a pair of cardboards, and on the cardboard are landscapes sketched in charcoal blocks.

It's just that because of the age, these charcoal blocks have been poured down, making the scenery on the cardboard very blurry. Rao is so, at a cursory glance, these views are about the same as those outside the attic.

It seems that the owner of this attic loves this place, otherwise he would not have recorded the scenery in his paintings.

But no, why is there cardboard here? Also, these sketches are almost the same origin as her!

In an instant, Jun Zilin understood the reason why Gao Yun was looking for herself to come here.

It's only because she sketched a painting that Gao Yun brought her here. "Master, did you draw these?" Jun Zilin asked tentatively, knowing in her heart that these were not painted by Gao Yun at all. And Gao Yun is not good at these things.

"It was painted by the old man."

"Where is the old man?" Seeing him answer, Jun Zilin hurriedly asked.

Gao Yun was silent, but he didn't speak, but his eyes looked straight at Jun Zilin, and there was unspeakable reluctance in the depths.

It seems that Master Gao and his deceased have an unfinished relationship?

Jun Zilin secretly guessed, and at the same time approached the painting hanging on the wall next to her, and reached out to caress the painting on it.

Painting with charcoal in the furnace and painting with mature charcoal are two types of handwriting.

Therefore, the paintings drawn by the charcoal blocks in the stove appear rough and powerful, and the lines are very uninhibited; Painted with mature charcoal blocks, it is much more modest in comparison.

Jun Zilin compared, and at the same time was shocked, she immediately concluded that the people here were too much beyond her imagination!

Not only can you make cardboard, but you can also make mature charcoal!

Gao Yun's old man won't be dressed like himself, right?

"Master, where is your old friend now?" Thinking of this, Jun Zilin eagerly wanted to know, who is this person and where is he now?

And she thought about one thing more clearly, if the other party was also wearing it, then whether the other party had a way to get out of here. Or is the other party already gone?

Because the painting looked a little old, Jun Zilin was not sure if the old man was still there.

Gao Yun didn't say anything, just silently watched every painting in this attic.

Immediately, he asked Jun Zilin, "Qingyun, can you promise to do something for your teacher?" ”

"What's the matter with the master?" Jun Zilin asked, wanting Gao Yun to exchange the news of the old man.

I saw Gao Yun pointing to all the paintings in the field, and said word by word, "Help the teacher redraw all the paintings here!" ”

"This ......"

Jun Zilin's painting skills can only be regarded as average, and if she is put aside in her previous life, she is not outstanding.

Now, she has painted a portrait of Zhou Ye, and she feels very good. And painting all the fifty landscape paintings in this attic is not only difficult, but also not easy to restore, and it is not what she is good at.

Hot book recommendation: The new work of the catty god ", the new book of the god of forgetting, the new book of Chen Fengxiao, the new book of the god of taste