"Although everyone says that I can understand calligraphy and painting, I have lived for so long and have never seen anyone who can be so great at calligraphy and painting!"

Yan Xiangyi stared at Bai Zhou in surprise. This was definitely not something that could be achieved by just practicing. It was just God's food to eat.

Bai Zhou said embarrassedly: "Actually nothing!"

Yan Xiangyi shook her head: "Xiaobai, don't say that in the future. I know you are modest, but if you say this in front of some people, they would think you mock him!"

nothing?

This is nothing?

To put it bluntly, Bai Zhou's paintings have reached another level. Can he drive people's emotions, or what he draws carry the author's spiritual attack?

To put it bluntly, even those who do not understand Chinese paintings can see the extraordinary paintings of Baizhou.

Yan Xiangyi looked at Lin Qiwen and said, "What a pity. If your grandfather had walked a few years late, he would be very pleased to see Bai Zhou!"

"At that time, the old man was good at all the four arts of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he was very good at chess, especially Go. It's a pity!"

Lin Qiwen looked helpless: "Grandma, what are you thinking!"

The old man is good at everything and is always happy, but when he mentions the old man, he will feel sad.

At the dinner table, it was not just Yan Xiangyi, but Lin Qiwen's aunt. After a while, a boy who looked like he was fifteen or sixteen years old came down on the second floor.

"Who are you!"

This boy is different from others, especially his temperament.

As soon as the old lady saw her grandson, she immediately became angry: "Speak well!"

Lin Shanglu curled his lips, looked at Lin Qiwen, and whispered: "Sister, you have a bad attitude!"

Lin Qiwen gave her younger brother a blank look and said, "This is my student!"

Lin Shanglu was shocked: "Sister, do you like those who are younger than you?"

Lin Qiwen took a deep breath: "It's just a student!"

Lin Shanglu said, "That's fine!"

The old lady frowned: "I know how to play games every day and learn from Baizhou. I am the top scholar in Gansu Province. I have higher accomplishments in calligraphy and painting than your grandfather!"

Lin Shanglu: "Ha? Grandma, you are too much. Belief your grandson so much and elevate others!"

Yan Xiangyi snorted, "High up? After dinner, go to the study to see the picture of the Yunding Heavenly Palace, which was just drawn by Bai Zhou!"

Lin Shanglu wanted to argue, but Lin Qiwen poked it with her arm and immediately shut up and had dinner.

"My Aunt Liu is good at craftsmanship!" After dinner, Lin Qiwen smiled and said, "My grandfather is a gourmet and is more concerned about what he eats. Only Aunt Liu is staying in my house for a long time!"

Bai Zhou thinks that being a human being must be honest. You can hide what others have not asked, but if others have asked, you must say it out.

He nodded: "It's okay!"

Still... OK?

Lin Qiwen was a little dissatisfied.

I ask you how my handwriting is, it’s okay if you give me a sentence. I’ll admit it. After all, Bai Zhou’s handwriting is much better than her. It’s good to get a sentence.

But you even said it's okay for this meal?

Apart from these two words, you can never find any words to praise others?

Moreover, Lin Qiwen thought she had eaten all kinds of delicious food with her grandfather. Although some people had better skills than Aunt Liu, Aunt Liu's control over it was definitely top-notch in just a few dishes served.

"You've eaten something better?"

Bai Zhou nodded.

Lin Qiwen didn't believe it: "Where is it?"

Bai Zhou said: "I can do it myself!"

Lin Qiwen originally wanted to say where she was and would definitely try it, but after asking, she regretted it because she suddenly remembered that Bai Zhou was from the north and the southern ones, and the food at home was light. Bai Zhou said it was okay, but it was probably because it was not very good.

Sure enough, Bai Zhou said that I did it myself, and she became even more certain, so she didn't argue.

He was a little surprised: "You can still cook!"

Bai Zhou nodded: "I know a little!"

Who can't do anything now?

After all, if you take apart the instant noodles, buy some noodles yourself, put them in the pot, make an egg, and have two slices of vegetables, isn’t it just a meal?

After all, I came to guide Lin Qiwen. After dinner, after a while, Bai Zhou started to watch Lin Qiwen write.

Bai Zhou is definitely qualified to teach Lin Qiwen’s knowledge of calligraphy and painting, especially the relevant skills. Lin Qiwen feels that it seems to be similar to what the old man said, but there are some differences.

"Calligraphy and painting are long-distance running, and it is impossible to see too much results in the short term. You can wait until half a year or a year to compare your two characters and you will probably see the changes!"

There are many things that you can’t understand just by saying them. Most of them need to stumble once before you can understand why a certain place needs to do that.

Of course, with a teacher, you can indeed avoid many detours.

What Lin Qiwen asked was not only limited to calligraphy, but also painting.

"Actually, my idol is my grandfather, who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He is a perfect match with my grandmother. My grandfather used to be the president of Shenzhen-Hong Kong University. My grandmother was the first president of the Shanghai Women's College. They had one son and three daughters! My father is the eldest, but unfortunately he did not inherit the literary literacy of their two people. However, he was influenced since childhood, so he must be better than ordinary people!"

"On the contrary, I have three aunts, one of them joins the Ministry of Culture and two academicians..."

Lin Qiwen said a series of words, and Bai Zhou was frightened.

God of Study!

This is really a family of gods to learn from!

It is said that three generations have a family. To put it bluntly, cultural influence and family culture inheritance are absolutely priceless.

This is not something you can buy with money.

Many people think that now is a money society. Indeed, the more this is the case, the more important this kind of family culture inheritance is.

Now he really understood what Song Baiying said.

Want money?

What do you want to do?

To put it bluntly, if you really have a relationship with these people, as long as you have no other intentions, you are just a pig and can fly.

"What? I was scared?"

Lin Qiwen looked at Bai Zhou's terrified expression and smiled.

"Ah, no...no!"

Bai Zhou shook his head.

The literary department, Lin Qiwen, did not say it clearly, but she was probably in a high position and the two academicians...

"You mean, your little aunt was an academician before?" Seeing Lin Qiwen nodding, Bai Zhou took a breath: "How old is she?"

Lin Qiwen raised her eyebrows: "My little aunt is thirty-eight!"

Thirty-eight...

A thirty-eight-year-old academician...

This is too young, which means that this little aunt was elected as an academician before she was thirty-eight years old.

"how?"

"Oh, it's okay, it's just... I thought I was less than thirty years old!" Bai Zhou smiled awkwardly.

Bai Zhou and Lin Qiwen were chatting here, while Lin Shanglu came out of the study and muttered inside his mouth.

mmmp, is this really drawn by that guy outside?

The top scorer in the college entrance examination?

Is it amazing?

There are too many awesome people in the family.

So he was not surprised at all about the so-called top scorer in the college entrance examination, but the painting...

It was indeed a little scared.

When I came out, I happened to see my sister talking to Bai Zhou.

Lin Shanglu snorted.

"Xiao Lu, what are you doing? Have you written the words you wrote?"

Lin Qiwen put down her pen.

Lin Shanglu ran away when he ran away.

"Lin Shanglu, you dare to run away. I will call my dad now and say you are angry with grandma!"

Sneer, Lin Shanglu stopped and looked at the sky with a sad look on his face.
Chapter completed!