The reason why everyone is so novel is that most of them know the rules of the Jia family, and that their younger brothers are afraid of their older brothers.

In order to reflect the identity of the elder brother, brothers will always scold their brothers with their identity.

This method is the mainstream embodiment of the orderly order of the age and the young.

Not to mention his brother, even Jia Tanchun often gritted his teeth and taught Jia Huan a harsh lesson?

But I rarely see such warm teachings in front of me.

Moreover, Tanchun, who is familiar with Jia Huan's temperament, did not expect Jia Huan to listen to Jia Cong like this.

Her younger brother really gave her a headache. Usually, she couldn't even listen to the words of the master and his wife.

Therefore, this scene is heart-warming.

They watched it interestingly, but one of them was extremely uncomfortable and impatient.

It's Jia Baoyu.

Not only did Jia Cong teach Jia Huan's picture make him uncomfortable, but the "bastard words" that "a man sheds blood but does not shed tears" made him even more displeased.

How can tears be compared with a rough thing like a man's blood?

It's like a bastard, vulgar, too vulgar!

Daobi was not planning to do anything, so he turned to Lin Daiyu and asked, "When will we leave? The old lady is afraid she has woken up."

Lin Daiyu gave him a blank look, snorted, and said, "What are you anxious about?"

As he said that, he took out the piece of paper he had picked up before from his sleeve. Yu Guang saw Jia Baoyu's face was anxious and his eyes were nervous, afraid that she would go to find Jia Cong to speak, and Daiyu pursed her lips and laughed secretly.

However, although she was displeased when she saw Jia Baoyu and Shi Xiangyun having an intimate conversation before, she would not do the same thing.

She knew that if she was like this, Jia Baoyu would feel like a knife in her heart.

In the past two years, although the two have been quarrels and have bumped into each other, she will never forget Jia Baoyu's kindness to her.

Speaking of which, she is really a stingy mouth and a sucking heart.

After snorting softly, Lin Daiyu glanced at the sweaty Baoyu with a sharp corner of her eyes, turned around and spoke to Shi Xiangyun, and she whispered: "Girl Yun, go and ask about this painting."

Although Shi Xiangyun is careless, he is also a person with a glorious heart.

I had long seen the eye contact between Bao and Dai, and I also vaguely figured out some of the names.

When I saw Lin Daiyu, I asked her to take the pot, and Jia Baoyu nodded repeatedly for approval, both funny and angry.

However, she was magnificent by nature and didn't care about this. She looked at the two of them sarcastically, which made Bao and Dai a little red, and then took the drawing paper and stepped forward.

At this time, Jia Cong and Tanchun had already arranged Jia Huan, so that he would stop crying.

Jia Tanchun was still whispering to Jia Huan a lesson, and ordered him to return the golden hairpin to Amber in a while.

Shi Xiangyun approached, sniffed and smiled, with bright eyes and white teeth, and greeted: "Hello, third brother!"

Jia Cong nodded and smiled, "Sister Shi is good, too."

After Shi Xiangyun smiled, he held the two corners of the drawing paper in both hands, raised it to his face, and said to Jia Cong: "Third brother, is this the painting you painted?"

Jia Cong looked at it and saw a few lines directly on the drawing paper, outlining the appearance of a proud Jia Huan.

Unlike the ink paintings of this era, ink painting focuses on freehand painting and vividness, while sketch focuses on similarity in shape, which is likeness!

Very similar.

On the drawing paper, there was almost a vivid Jia Huan, making a "hilarious" expression.

Although I can't see any mysterious meaning, it's very interesting.

Jia Cong nodded and smiled, "It was made by me by random graffiti."

After seeing his painting, Jia Huan curled his lips and said, "It's not a duck that can be painted casually, that's me!

Jia Cong compared me with me to write a thousand-character essay, and he only drew it for me after losing."

Everyone twitched their lips, laughing and crying.

This is mostly about coaxing the child.

But then everyone looked at Jia Cong again, and Jia Tanchun on the side said, "Third brother, this seems not to be drawn by a brush..."

Jia Huan replied again on the side: "It was Jia Cong who drew it with charcoal strips!"

Jia Tanchun glared fiercely and said, "It's neither big nor small. The third brother is several years older than you. Can you call the name?"

Jia Huan immediately became honest.

Jia Cong paused slightly and said, "Because I was bored in the East Road courtyard before, I often painted with branches on the ground, painted people, painted trees, painted flowers, painted birds...

Over time, I have some experience.

It’s just that it’s hard to reach the elegant hall, so I just want to explain it a little.”

This statement cannot be considered modesty. In today's era when Chinese ink paintings are re-interpreted, sketching is really hard to see the orthodox eye when drawing with lines.

Even if there are plain and freehand paintings in Chinese paintings, what is particular about is generalization and vividness.

In the eyes of traditional Chinese painting, people who paint like Jia Cong can only be described as superficial.

However, these young ladies and ladies of the Jia family are not old-fashioned masters at present.

I have no interest in "eliminating demons and defending the way" for the painting world.

They are used to seeing Chinese paintings ink and wash, and how can they not be rare when they see such novel paintings?

Even Jia Huan was narcissistically carrying a "self-portrait" with him. How could those girls who love beauty avoid the vulgarity?

But they were not familiar with Jia Cong after all, and Jia Cong was steady and not easy to play and beg for a while. The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Seeing that they wanted to speak but stopped, Jia Cong chuckled and said, "It's the New Year now. Although I am older, I have nothing to give to you sisters.

Why not just draw a bad painting to celebrate the New Year with all the sisters and express your feelings."

Everyone was overjoyed when they heard this, and felt a little embarrassed. They all thanked them with blessings: "Thank you, third brother."

Jia Cong stretched out his hand and said, "My sisters do not need heretics."

He looked at the early days outside again and said, "If everyone is not busy, I can wait for a while and I will draw a picture with my second sister first."

Everyone was moved when they heard this. Jia Baoyu was silent for a long time. At this moment, he said, "I'm afraid I don't have time, and the old lady inside is still waiting to wipe dominoes."

Jia Cong smiled at him and said, "One cup of tea is enough."

"So fast!"

Everyone became more and more surprised, and Jia Baoyu became silent.

Jia Cong said no more. He found the simple drawing board and charcoal pen he had made from the corner of the bookcase, and asked Jia Huan to help him get the paper.

After some preparation, Jia Cong said to Jia Yingchun, who was a little shy, "Second sister, don't have to be nervous, either read, drink tea, or chat."

After Jia Yingchun responded unnaturally, he didn't know where to look.

Shi Xiangyun smiled and took the book for her, but everyone gathered behind Jia Cong.

Then he quickly drew lines on the paper...

Every medical student will learn some simple sketching techniques in the first year after entering university.

Because both systematic anatomy and local anatomy are needed.

After drawing thousands of pictures of blood vessels, muscles, bones, organs and even dense nerve plexuses, almost every medical student is a master of sketching.

It's not too simple to draw a few portraits of characters.

However, as time spreads, a vivid portrait of Jia Yingchun on the drawing paper suddenly appeared, the impact it brought to them was unimaginable.

After Jia Cong finished his last stroke, he looked at Jia Yingchun, who was shy on the drawing paper, and was almost the same as the real person opposite him. The sisters of the Jia family no longer cared about their reserve and all exclaimed.

Even Baoyu forgot about Jia Cong's "rudeness" and praised him repeatedly.

Of course, the reason why he was so "generous" was that although Lin Daiyu also liked Huaer, she always stood farther and her eyes never fell on Jia Cong...

Only Jia Huan was extremely unhappy and had a gloomy face, as if Jia Cong gave his things to others.

After Jia Cong finished his pen, he smiled at Jia Yingchun, who was increasingly uneasy on the other side and said, "I've finished painting, let's take a look at it."

When Jia Yingchun heard this, he was a little scared and said, "Brother Cong will do it after painting, no need to look at it..."

Before he finished speaking, Shi Xiangyun ran over and held his hand and pulled it over.

When Jia Yingchun, who was blushing, saw herself on the drawing paper, she was stunned for a moment.

Looking at yourself on paper is a completely different feeling than seeing in a bronze mirror.

What you see in a bronze mirror is always unintentional and will not pay attention to.

And the self in the painting seems to be the real self.

Looking at his gentle and charming look in the painting, his shy look with a slight uneasy look, even Jia Yingchun felt...

Very good looking.

But when she suddenly came to her senses, she became more and more shy when she saw the sisters looking at her with a smile and complimenting her constantly.

Seeing that it was getting late, Jia Cong rolled up the painting paper and gave it to Jia Yingchun. Then he said to everyone: "Since the old lady is still waiting for all the sisters, I won't be able to stay much.

If everyone likes it, come find me with Brother Bao when you have free time.

They are all their own sisters, so there is no need for heretics to go.”

Because of the painting, everyone seemed to have brought him closer, and decided on the spot the painting order, you today and I tomorrow and she will be the next day.

Finally, after thanking each other, they left together.
Chapter completed!