"Hello, the phone number you called has been turned off, please wait..."

Ouyang Guoqing hit his finger on the desk in the office, watching Ouyang Ming put down his phone, "It's been shutting down?"

Ouyang Ming nodded and said, "Well, I don't know what the situation is."

"This is troublesome. Cao Morong is going crazy and wants to do something about Douyin. The market situation in Lizhi is very good now. If you completely take over Cao Gongsu's market share, you will be considered to have completely gained a foothold in Shanghai."

Ouyang Ming hesitated for a moment and said, "I went to Huamei. I heard that Zhong Yue had not returned. He should have returned to Huizhou. Why should I go to Huizhou to find it?"

Ouyang Guoqing shook his head and said, "Forget it, the New Year will be in a few days. If you have anything to do, let me talk about it after the New Year. Let the old guy Cao Morong clamor for a few more days. Zhong Yue has what he wants to do, so don't bother him again."

Ouyang Ming smacked his chin with both hands, "Brother Yue is a bit awesome these days..."

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The snow has been stopped for several days. There is no one near Xiaohe Mountain. In addition, the Zhong family has been in a state of no one for a long time, so the news that Zhong Yue is at home has not leaked. Zhong Yue just talked to Zhang Laifu and went into seclusion at home.

As New Year's Eve is getting closer, Zhong Yue is now preparing for the work of using calligraphy into painting in an orderly manner.

The [Qi Baishi's shrimp painting skills] that had been lying in the package for a long time was also seeing the light of day again. Zhong Yue stared at this thin booklet. The recycling price of the mall was 80,000 yuan. If he added his own remaining achievement points, he could buy a copy of the brushwork system of famous modern masters. Of course, Zhong Yue would not change it. He searched through the mall. Generally, the price of famous masters' famous techniques was priced at 200,000 yuan.

Such as the horse painting techniques of modern painter Xu Beihong, Zhang Daqian's lotus painting techniques, etc., these are all high-end goods in the mall. Zhong Yue's small savings are not enough to read, let alone exchange them. The [Qi Baishi's shrimp painting techniques] obtained from this lottery, even in the most difficult time, Zhong Yue was reluctant to sell it.

"The matching drawing system has been found. Has the host confirmed the use of [Qi Baishi shrimp drawing skills]?"

"Confirm." Zhong Yue replied.

The system prompts: "The technique has been successfully applied, and the host can directly enter the brushwork system for learning."

Zhong Yue entered the brushwork system, and outside the alley in the north Hutong in Laojing, various shouts came into his ears.

"Gourd! Candied haws~~"

"Grind~~scissors~a kitchen knife!"

There were many technical requirements and analysis in Zhong Yue’s mind about the need to draw shrimps, and Qi Baishi’s brushwork of painting shrimps was directly absorbed and mastered by him. No wonder the booklets of techniques like this are so expensive, and this is so expensive that it makes sense...

Although Zhong Yue has used [Qi Baishi's shrimp painting skills], it does not mean that he has the level of Bai Shiweng's shrimp painting. The technique is just a thing of how to use the pen and ink, just like a martial arts secret. If you learn the moves, how much power it can exert depends on your personal level.

Zhong Yue was originally thinking about how to bring his "big yellow croaker" into the system, but before he could open his mouth, he was swallowed into the system. It seemed that Zhong Yue didn't need to worry about the brain to bring some valuable things into the system. This also made Zhong Yue more confident in the forty-three lines of the "Ling Fei Jing" that "takes things out".

Maybe he will really take a chance.

After entering the yard, Zhong Yue saw Qi Baishimao in the corner of the wall and didn't know what he was fiddling with, so he shouted: "What are you doing sir?"

Qi Baishi seemed to have been discovered by someone, and quickly replied: "Nothing. Nothing..."

Zhong Yue looked at the old Caimi looking panicked, and knew that he must be hiding something again. It is rumored that Qi Baishi had worked as a carpenter before, so he always liked to hide his treasures in some secret walls to avoid being stolen. It is one aspect of guarding against foreign thieves, but also guarding against domestic thieves...

Although Qi Baishi's shrimp painting skills have been used, Zhong Yue still believes that it is more appropriate to give this "big yellow croaker" hand, after all, Lao Qi likes it.

"This is a ceremony of apprenticeship, please accept it with a smile."

Qi Baishi saw the small cardboard box handed over by Zhong Yue, raised his eyebrows and said, "Come on, what gifts should I bring?" As he said that, his hand like a chicken claw had already pulled the small handbag over.

"Tsk tsk, this yellow croaker... looks like a Zhouzheng, very weighty, very good, very good."

However, Zhong Yue was secretly bleeding in his heart. These six pieces of gold cost him nearly 700,000!

The first bonus he had just obtained from a little paint was spent like this...

"I don't know if the sir can teach me this shrimp painting technique?"

Qi Baishi took Zhong Yue's big yellow croaker, looked happy and said, "No problem. In fact, your pen is already at a certain level, but you just have a little less."

"What's missing?"

Qi Baishi scooped a bowl of water from the water tank and gave it to Zhong Yue, saying, "Shrimp."

"You mean... am I missing an observation of shrimp?"

Lao Qi shook his head and said, "You lack choices. Everything must be perfect. Think of yourself as a god? This is true for painting shrimps, and the same is true for being a human being."

Different teachers, the same goes for Zhong Yue, who learned bamboo painting from Zheng Banqiao, got this answer, and the shrimp painting master from Qi Baishi, got this answer. Zhong Yue has learned more and more painting skills now, but if you understand it carefully, you will find that Wang Ximeng's green landscape needs to be chosen, and Zheng Banqiao's ink bamboo paintings need to be simplified. Bai Shiweng's ink shrimp not only needs to be chosen in layout, but also in color design, there must be a certain choice. If it were not for the great effort in the virtual and real lines, it would not have been possible that it would be so simple and appropriate, as soft and solid.

"Sir, how can we improve?"

Qi Baishi frowned, "I just said you are more stupid than Keran, and now I still find that you have a bad memory." He raised a big yellow croaker over his head, and looked earnest, "Do you understand?"

Zhong Yue was a little absent-minded, "Are you going to continue sending yellow croaker?"

"You must not be idle when painting every day! The pen cannot fall off!" As he said that, he hid the yellow croaker in his thick black cotton jacket. "Oh, it's still Lou Shibai's cleverness, you can think about it yourself."

Zhong Yue was also amused by Qi Baishi's contempt, but when the old man Baishi left, he gradually couldn't laugh. Perhaps this choice was not just about every stroke on the paper.
Chapter completed!