The Secret to Picking Up Girls

"Yuze, you've come at the perfect time! Come and judge, I just painted such a wonderful piece, and he actually says it's a pile of dung! This man is just too awful!" As soon as Liu Yuanzong saw Zhang Yuze, his eyes lit up immediately, and he excitedly pulled Zhang Yuze over.

"Uh!" Zhang Yuze was also extremely puzzled by what he heard. He looked at Zhou Guocheng with some surprise, thinking to himself: This old man's words are really too sharp! Even if it's the truth, he could say it more tactfully!

However, Zhang Yuze also curiously looked at the painting that Liu Yuanzong had painted. In an instant, Zhang Yuze's aura changed in the hearts of the two old men, transforming him into a refined scholar who was well-read in poetry and books, inspiring awe and respect.

Of course, Zhang Yuze's transformation was also due to the influence of the Tang Dynasty master's ability within him.

"Grandpa Yuanzong, this bamboo painting of yours, in terms of ink usage, doesn't seek variation. The bamboo leaves have no layers, completed in one stroke, with the brushstroke mainly using the central tip, occasionally using the side tip. The uppermost bamboo leaves are in the 'swallow flight' style, picked out using the concealed tip technique, which is extremely vivid. Indeed, the brushwork is experienced and very particular!" Zhang Yuze said solemnly, looking at the painting in front of him.

Liu Yuanzong clapped his hands repeatedly after hearing Zhang Yuze's words. He looked as if he had found a kindred spirit, extremely delighted.

"But..." Zhang Yuze said, his tone changing.

"But what?" Liu Yuanzong asked, seeing Zhang Yuze's tone change, his brow furrowed. It seemed like there was some shift in the conversation, causing his heart to sink. Perhaps influenced by Zhang Yuze's aura, Liu Yuanzong now paid extremely close attention to what Zhang Yuze said, just like a student listening to a teacher grading their paper.

Zhang Yuze nodded and said to Liu Yuanzong, "But Grandpa, this painting of yours, according to the season when the flowers are in full bloom, the white flowers blooming in profusion, it inevitably fails to highlight the theme."

"Oh!" Liu Yuanzong frowned, but he seemed noncommittal. He looked at the painting on the table, stared at it for a while, and then looked at Zhang Yuze, saying, "I wonder what Yuze's opinion is?"

Zhang Yuze smiled faintly, then looked at Liu Yuanzong and said, "Actually, bamboo is a plant with extremely tenacious vitality. It grows in all four seasons. Grandpa, why don't you paint winter bamboo? This would better highlight the value of bamboo!"

Hearing Zhang Yuze's words, Liu Yuanzong's eyes lit up, and he immediately sighed, "Yuze, what you said makes a lot of sense. All along, I've been painting the painting itself, but I haven't considered the environmental factors. Today, you've truly given me a lesson!"

"Haha, I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. You were just momentarily negligent," Zhang Yuze said, waving his hand at Liu Yuanzong.

"Don't put a high hat on me. Grandpa really didn't consider so much." Saying this, Liu Yuanzong suddenly remembered something and said to Zhang Yuze, "By the way, Yuze, Grandpa has already seen your theoretical knowledge of painting intent. Now, why don't you show off your painting skills?" Liu Yuanzong said to Zhang Yuze with a "Heh! Heh!"

Hearing his words, Zhang Yuze frowned. Looking at Liu Yuanzong, who was looking at him with hopeful eyes, he knew that he probably wouldn't be able to avoid making a fool of himself this time. He nodded and said to him, "Alright! Since Grandpa, you've said so, then I'll make a fool of myself. If I don't paint well, please forgive me!"