My Identity As A Schoolmaster Has Been Exposed

Han Honghu's management of the five senses is out of control!

At the same time, his voice is completely uncontrollable!

The mood is even more!!!

I f*ck!

I went out and secretly sent a message, and it didn’t last for two minutes. This painting has gradually looked like a painting!

He saw all the mountains, waters, and houses!

The corners of his eyes twitched, he sucked in a cold breath, and muttered to himself: "No! There was nothing just now..."

He immediately took out his mobile phone and took a snapshot of the painting.

Click!

I took a few photos and sent them directly to my boss.

In this case, the boss was mentally prepared after seeing the first two messages of Han Honghu, and then he was typing to Han Honghu, so that he didn't worry, waited, and just prepared to send them, these photos were sent over!

He clicked to check!

Fuck!!!

f*ck!!!

Han Honghu, you have something wrong!

"This is called hand training? You told me that this is hand training?"

"Do you know what the pen is used in Mr. Xu's photo? This is a side pen!"

"Look at the ink on these trees in his pen! Look at the levels of these trees again!"

"Ms. Xu told you that he is practicing writing?"

Han Honghu felt trembling when he saw the news from the boss, and immediately replied: "No, no, no! No! Boss, this is my personal opinion!"

"I just saw that this painting is not a painting, it's one piece, that piece of ink! I don't know how it became a painting all at once!"

The other party was also very confused when he saw his news, and was in a state of speechlessness!

After a while, he reacted and responded to Han Honghu with a message: "Wait for me! You give me a good wait there! Don't talk nonsense!"

Afterwards, he stopped returning to Han Honghu's information. He flipped through these photos repeatedly. Although only a small part of the painting was taken, he could still see some doorways.

"Black ink and light ink are just right. Many people paint landscapes with no distinction between light and shade, but anyone who becomes everyone has a lot of research on it."

"He is like this!"

"Although these seemingly simple strokes, they give people a feeling of Shulang, which makes people look forward to it more and more!"

"I didn't find the wrong person!"

He himself is a lover of landscape painting, or a collector!

There are many landscape paintings of ancient celebrities in his own home, which he has studied quite a bit.

"Dyeing and rubbing should also be simple, not in the form of luxury."

"This technique..."

This is the real collector, who really understands landscape painting!

As for Han Honghu, he can only turn on the repeat mode next to Xu Cong, and keep saying: "Fuck, fuck, fuck..."

He has no other words to describe everything he sees, and the contrast between these two minutes is really too big!

Before, it was nothing, it felt like scribbles, but after that, the ink dots on the painting turned into scenery, a panoramic view of the landscape!

If it weren't for the same piece of paper, if it wasn't for a minute or two he left...Han Honghu would really question whether this painting has been changed.

Soon, Xu Cong finished the whole painting and put down the pen.

Han Honghu panicked, his first reaction was: "So fast! I feel that time is passing so fast, is the battle over?"

Xu Cong smiled at him and said, "No..."

Han Honghu smiled bitterly and let out a long sigh of relief: "Sure enough, it's not over yet, it really can't be so fast!"

Xu Cong said at this time: "Just wait for the ink to solidify!"

puff! ! !

Wait until it freezes????

Han Honghu looked at Xu Cong sharply, almost twisted his neck, thinking in his heart: "Isn't this just finished?"

Turn your head and look at the whole painting again! The landscape is lined up, with alternate long and short shots, with mountains in the near shots and sparse forests.

Going up a little bit, the middle scene is a bend of the lake, the sky is clear and clear, and there are a few low slopes not far away, scattered in a pattern, light ink and light slanting.

The vision is ethereal, the mountains are high and the water is wide.

This is a three-stage landscape painting!

Han Honghu stared at him, he couldn't see anything, he immediately took a photo and sent it to his boss.

In a few seconds!

Han Honghu's cell phone rang.

It's not that there is news, but the other party called directly, and Han Honghu said to him, "Boss?"

The other party was very excited and said: "I will go straight tonight! Paint, don't take it away! Put it at Teacher Xu's house! I will go over tomorrow, please personally!"

A "please" perfectly interprets the value of this painting. Even if Xu Cong hasn't signed and stamped it, he has already conquered the other party with his knowledge of landscape!

When I saw Xu Cong's painting, all the distracting thoughts in the other party's mind disappeared. At this moment, he is a devout pilgrim, rushing to Xu Cong.

Hang up the phone and leave the company directly!

The secretary followed, shouting behind him: "Mr Wen, there is another meeting..."

He said to the secretary without hesitation: "Cancel!"

The value of this painting far exceeds his expectations! He must go face to face and respectfully invite!

The picture Xu Cong just drew is better than the one on the wall, and Xu Cong is very careful when he draws this picture!

The essence and artistic conception of landscape painting are more visible, so that those who know how to paint will be fascinated!

In the car, he constantly looked at the picture of Xu Cong's painting.

"The stone is dragged horizontally and draped with hemp, and the method is clear and relaxed."

"The tree method is uneven and the structure has bone strength, and the branches of the tree, every business."

"With a dead tree rubbed with a dead pen, the ink color is intricate and moisturized."

He is full of praise for this painting, no matter from which angle it is viewed, it is always good!

The driver has been driving with him for more than ten years, and he has never seen him like this before.

"Mr. Wen, have you encountered some of your paintings? Or is it a painting by a certain ancient celebrity?"

"But...in the past, when you received ancient famous paintings, there was no such praise!"

He laughed wildly and said to the driver: "The ancient and modern paintings have no meaning for comparison! But it is undeniable that his paintings are better than the still-life landscape paintings I have collected!"

The driver has never heard him say this to any living painter, and he has always been calm and constrained, and he is never full of words!

But this time, for Xu Cong's evaluation, he was uncharacteristically, and the driver was even more curious. What kind of person is he who can turn his boss into what he hates?

He looked at the navigation, it was a place called Xiling County, a small county that had never been heard of.

Could it be that an 80-90-year-old master of traditional Chinese painting lived there in seclusion?

After Han Honghu hung up the phone of his boss, he looked at Xu Cong. At this moment, he admired and respected even more.

"Ms. Xu, I'm going back first, this painting..."

Xu Cong saw him and left like this, reminding him: "Take this painting away! Stay with me, maybe if you don’t pay attention, it will be treated as waste paper, splashed with water, blown by the wind, and torn. What's wrong."

After hearing this, Han Honghu gave a fierce heart: "!!!"

How rare is Han Honghu's natural way to let his boss come to pick up the painting in person!

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