Plane of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 479
Rows of pavilions appeared on the rice paper, majestic and gorgeous, looking at these buildings, Xu Qinglan had a feeling of déjà vu.

Putting down the thick brush, Qin Guan picked up a thinner brush and began to outline. Not long after, a lady appeared on the bridge, and then it was coloring. A beautiful woman with a princess gold jewelry on her head appeared on the paper.

The princess is slim and tall, wearing a red brocade robe, with white fox fur at the brim and skirt, standing in the snow and looking down, she is so beautiful.

At this time, someone couldn't help shouting, "Wow, it's so beautiful."

"It feels like the girl in the painting is alive."

"I think those snowflakes are really flying, and the fox fur on her body is really shaking in the wind."

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Xu Qinglan had already seen the person in the painting, and said in disbelief, "It's me!"

Hearing this, the tourists looked at Xu Qinglan one after another, and someone shouted, "Oh, it's really this beauty."

"Wow, it's so romantic for a handsome guy to paint a portrait of his girlfriend."

"Honey, draw me a picture too." A girl said, shaking the arm of her boyfriend next to her.

The boyfriend immediately became embarrassed, and it was okay to draw a manga by himself. With this level of painting, it would be difficult to learn it for another 30 years.

Seeing the noisy crowd around the audience, the stall owner painter was a little unhappy. This young painter is definitely a top master. Masters are the most taboo to make noise. He immediately glared at the tourists, put a finger on his mouth, and made A silent gesture.

The discussion of the people slowly stopped, and they began to concentrate on looking at the paintings, but more and more people gathered here, three floors inside and three floors outside, blocking half of the narrow street.

Qin Guan was not influenced by these people, and continued to paint, and everyone found that there was another figure under the painting, dressed in an ancient scholar's robe, although there was only a side face, but some people had already seen that it was only one-third of the figure. One can be [-]% sure that the scholar in the painting is the young painter in front of him.

People were surprised to find that the eyes of the beauties on the bridge were looking at the young scholar under the bridge, and the scholar was also looking at the beauties on the bridge.

The four eyes are facing each other, and the eyes of the two seem to be communicating, and a kind of emotion permeates the painting.

"It's amazing, it's amazing, I feel like the people in the painting are alive."

"Look at their eyes, it really seems to be talking to each other."

"I think that even those great Chinese painters may not be able to draw such good paintings."

"This painting is worth 10."

"I estimate that this young man will become famous in the future. This painting is worth at least 200 million."

At this time, Xu Qinglan was immersed in happiness. This painting is now a priceless treasure to her. No matter how much money is given to her, she will not sell it. She wants to treasure it forever, because it is a testimony of their love.

Xu Qinglan's heart was drunk.

Qin Guan's method of picking up girls is almost complete.

After the painting was finished, everyone saw Qin Guan pick up a pen and write down a sentence: "I only hope that your heart is like mine, and I will never disappoint lovesickness."

Then miraculously, he took out a Tianhuangshi printing pad from his pocket, dipped it in the cinnabar ink pad, and printed his own seal.

The stall owner's eyes lit up when he saw the seal in Qin Guan's hand, and he was envious and sighed in his heart. The top-quality Tianhuangshi seal is something ordinary people can afford.

Finally finished, Qin Guan waved to Xu Qinglan, Xu Qinglan walked over unconsciously, "Do you like it?" Qin Guan asked.

"I like it, I like it so much." Xu Qinglan felt like falling in love at the moment.

Looking at Qin Guan, she threw herself into his arms.

At this moment, a voice that disrupted the atmosphere sounded, "This artist, I will offer you 2 yuan if you want to sell this painting."

When everyone looked at it, they found that it was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a fat figure, and there was a coquettish bitch next to him.

Qin Guan said lightly: "Not for sale."

"5." The obese middle-aged man continued to shout.

"Not for sale."

"8, you are not famous, this price is already very high." The obese middle-aged man still did not give up and shouted.

Many people nearby were also amazed that it took only half an hour to earn 8 yuan. This young painter is really amazing.

At this time, the stall owner and painter was a little unhappy. He felt that the fat man had tarnished the painting in front of him, and said angrily: "8, let me tell you, from my point of view, this painting is 80 yuan. , is also underestimated.”

Seeing someone disrupting the situation, the fat man said unhappily, "Do you think he is Li Keran or Pan Tianshou? Well, I'll offer 10. This price is enough to buy a painting by a well-known domestic artist."

Fatty really fell in love with this painting.

Don't think he is a bit gaudy with women, but he has a good eye for paintings.

Someone made an offer, which meant that others valued it, and Qin Guan didn't feel annoyed, but seeing that the other party was still stalking, he pointed to a bracelet on Xu Qinglan's wrist and said, "My girlfriend's bracelet is worth tens of millions."

Everyone looked at Xu Qinglan's wrist, and found that there was a green jadeite bracelet on the wrist, and the fat man suddenly lost his temper. She was really not short of money.

The fat man was suffocated, and before leaving, he muttered, "It turns out that he is a little boy who relies on women."

Xu Qinglan heard the man's words, looked at Qin Guan's darkened face, and laughed, "Hahahaha, Brother Guanguan, you've become a badass, I will support you from now on."

"Just a little boy, just remember today's words, you support me." Qin Guan also smiled.

The painting is already dry, Qin Guan just wanted to put it away, but at this time the stall owner painter said: "This teacher, my name is Ma Yi, it is not convenient for you to carry it like this, I know a framer, do you want me to help you?" introduce."

Qin Guan was right when he heard it, "That's too much trouble for you, just tell me the address, and I can go there by myself."

"No trouble, no trouble, I'll take you there, and then can I buy you a drink." The stall owner, the painter, rubbed his hands and said.

"Ask us?" Xu Qinglan was puzzled.

"Your painting skills are too high, I hope I can ask you for advice." Ma Yi looked at Qin Guan expectantly.

Qin Guan thought, since he has nothing to do anyway, he might as well find a place to sit.

When I came to a painting shop in the back street, the owner couldn't help but praise the painting when he saw the painting, and picked it up three days later.

The three of them came to a bar, which was a very quiet bar. They found a place on the side, and when they turned around, they could see the stream flowing in the stone ditch behind them. It was a little romantic.

"Mr. Qin, which college did you graduate from, and which master of Chinese painting did you study under?" Ma Yi asked after sitting down.

"Don't worry, what you call Teacher Qin makes me feel awkward. As for the teacher, it's inconvenient to say." Qin Guan can't say that he is a student of the Shushan School brother.

(End of this chapter)