The Secret to Picking Up Girls

"Hehe, Yuze, don't be too modest. Excessive modesty is a form of pride. You mustn't become a prideful person!" Liu Yuanzong said to Zhang Yuze. Although he said this, his face was still smiling, clearly showing that his fondness for Zhang Yuze had greatly increased.

Zhang Yuze nodded, but in his heart, he was thinking about what he should paint. Generally, for a painter, before painting a picture, he should already have that picture in his mind, so that he can truly paint with divine inspiration. However, Zhang Yuze hadn't prepared anything today, so if he were really to paint a landscape painting, the effect would probably be much worse.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuze seemed to have thought of something. Although the Liu Yuanzong in front of him was a master of landscape painting, he also had his own unique insights on figure painting. He had always discussed landscape painting with him. If he could also have some insights on figure painting now, he would probably gain even higher praise from him.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yuze had made a decision in his heart. For some reason, Zhang Yuze suddenly remembered the scene between himself and Tian Jingjing yesterday.

Instantly, Zhang Yuze's inspiration exploded, and he began to paint leisurely.

Liu Yuanzong and the eccentric old man beside him, seeing Zhang Yuze closing his eyes, knew that he must be conceiving the composition. They didn't even dare to breathe loudly. Now that they saw him start painting, they couldn't help but widen their eyes, wondering what Zhang Yuze was going to paint at this moment.

Watching Zhang Yuze's technique, which was so fast that it was almost dazzling, Liu Yuanzong's eyes widened. The black ink brush landed on the paper, and often, with a few embellishments from Zhang Yuze, several different strokes became a whole. This was truly amazing. How many years of tempering would it take to have such a magical brushstroke!" Liu Yuanzong exclaimed from the side.

Soon, a "Sleeping Beauty" picture was already vividly on the paper.

On the painting was a stunningly beautiful girl with half-revealing clothes, long hair, and large, beautiful eyes tightly closed. The clothes on her body seemed to be covering and yet not covering, making her look extremely alluring.

Looking at the painting in front of him, with the ink still not dry, Liu Yuanzong's eyes widened, filled with admiration.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Liu Yuanzong's expression was extremely excited, obviously feeling very moved. "This is the long-lost Southern School brushwork! Yuze, where did you learn it from?"

How would Zhang Yuze know about the Southern School and Northern School? He had learned all this painting knowledge from Tang Bohu. How would he know about these things? However, seeing Liu Yuanzong's excited appearance, Zhang Yuze couldn't very well not answer, so he said to him: "Well, when I was young, I once followed a wandering painter and learned painting for a few months. Later, I achieved some small success, and that's how it is."

After listening to Zhang Yuze's words, Liu Yuanzong nodded. He didn't doubt his words at all. Generally, people who are engaged in art these days rarely create behind closed doors. They usually travel through mountains, rivers, and seas to find so-called inspiration. It's rare for someone to achieve success by creating behind closed doors. So, he didn't find it strange that Zhang Yuze had encountered a wandering painter.

"Yuze! I didn't expect you to have such skills at such a young age. Your attainments are already above mine. Alas! I'm getting old!" Liu Yuanzong looked at the painting in front of him with great affection and suddenly sighed.