Datang: Li Er, are you teaching me how to do things?

Chapter 212 Datang's First Pencil

Dugu Yanjun has a special studio. The room is not very big, but it is elegant and exquisite, and it looks comfortable and pleasant.

Wei Wanyu had obviously been here before, and after entering, he went to get a teacup, while Dugu Yanjun poured tea for Wei Wanyu and Li Yun.

Li Yun didn't pay attention to these details. He looked at the picture scroll hanging on the wall and felt that he had returned to his previous life.

There are many paintings hanging on the wall, all of which are in the form of sketches.

But there are no portraits, all the paintings are animals.

Cats, dogs, or horses, and cicadas.

Li Yun suddenly felt distressed. Due to social phobia, Dugu Yanjun didn't dare to observe others, so that she didn't have a portrait of a person here, all of them were animal paintings.

However, no matter how good the animal paintings are, it is difficult to attract the attention of others.

If you want to be famous and get recognized by others, you still have to learn to draw portraits.

Li Yun thought for a while, and then asked: "Miss Dugu, can you draw people?"

Dugu Yanjun blushed and said softly: "I haven't painted before, so I don't know if it's okay?" "Can you draw your sister Wei, please, I want a picture of her."

Wei Wanyu looked at Li Yun in puzzlement, she didn't understand what Li Yun meant.

But she was willing to believe in Li Yun, so although she was a little puzzled, she didn't say much.

Instead, he said: "Sister Yanjun, draw me a picture, draw it in your way, it must be very beautiful."

When Dugu Yanjun heard this, he couldn't help being a little nervous.

After a while, with the encouragement of Li Yun and Wei Wanyu, Dugu Yanjun spread out the drawing paper, and then began to paint.

She wanted to paint a portrait of Wei Wanyu.

Li Yun noticed that Dugu Yanjun used the thinnest brush.

But after all, it is a brush, no matter how thin it is, it cannot compare with the art pencils of later generations.

Li Yun thought of this, and a thought flashed in his mind, and then he said: "You guys paint here first, and I'll go out for a while."

After a while, Li Yun went to the kitchen, brought some charcoal, and then asked for a small knife, cut it continuously, and finally made a thin stick as thick as a small straw in later generations.

He found another piece of rag, wrapped the little sticks, and tied them tightly.

Only then did he happily return to Dugu Yanjun's studio.

At this time, Dugu Yanjun has already drawn a half of the painting, and he has finished drawing Wei Wanyu's eyes.

She really is the way of sketching in later generations, one stroke at a time, very careful.

And Wei Wanyu in her writing is lifelike and very clear.

Li Yun saw it in his eyes and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Not long after, Dugu Yanjun finished the painting, and shyly handed the finished painting to Wei Wanyu.

Wei Wanyu in the painting is delicate and cute, calm and mature.

Wei Wanyu saw the painting Li Yun gave her yesterday and thought it was very good.

But when she saw Dugu Yanjun's painting at this time, it was the first time she could not be shaken.

In Li Yun's paintings, she has an invincible temperament and gives people unlimited reverie.

But in Dugu Yanjun's painting, she is more real. The hair on her face and the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes are clearly visible. She is so real that people can't help but want to touch her.

Wei Wanyu liked it very much, and said happily: "I like this painting very much, thank you sister."

Dugu Yanjun's eyes were also excited, she nodded with a smile.

Li Yun handed the pencil he made to Dugu Yanjun, "I will give you a pen. This is only temporary. When I go back, I will let the carpenter in Fuchu do it. Then the pencil will be more useful."

"This……"

Dugu Yanjun froze in place, not daring to take up the pen.

Li Yun smiled, and then took out a piece of drawing paper again. He used a pencil to sketch Wei Wanyu's face casually according to the pattern of his previous life sketch.

Compared with Dugu Yanjun's painting method just now, Li Yun is more refined this time.

Because Li Yun even drew Wei Wanyu's facial muscles.

Relying only on the Chinese painting skills rewarded by the system, he couldn't pretend to be a complete beep, so he gradually outlined half of the face, drew the eyes and apple muscles, and then stopped painting.

"Miss Dugu, have you seen it?"

"You are very talented in painting, but your painting direction is different from other people's. But in the distant Taixi Kingdom and the Great Qin Kingdom, people actually paint like you."

"However, they draw more delicately. No one has taught you, so you don't understand that portraits need to observe people's bones and muscles."

"But you are already very good. Painting with a brush is too thick, and it is just right with a pencil. This is mine."

"You see, the depth of the color can express different muscle directions."

Li Yun then imitated the art students of later generations, scraping obliquely with a pencil, which did look a bit realistic, and also outlined Wei Wanyu's facial muscles.

Wei Wanyu was stunned, she didn't expect Li Yun to understand this.

"Brother Yun, you have to teach sister Yanjun, her paintings are so good, but no one recognizes them."

Li Yun smiled, "She is your sister, that is my sister."

He then hands the pencil over, and you take it.

Dugu Yanjun took the pencil with a blushing face. She felt that the place where Li Yun held it was very warm, and her pretty face couldn't help but blush even more.

"Master Mu...do the people of Great Qin really paint like me?"

Great Qin is Rome.

Li Yun nodded and said with a smile: "The Great Qin State is an empire as big as the Great Tang Dynasty. They have a vast territory and a large population. In their place, painters paint like you."

"But they will also paint, and they will have different colored brushes."

"When I go back, I will send it to you in a few days."

Pencils are easy, as for different pigments, it is also easy. At this time, Chinese paintings have begun to use pigments, but compared with Western paintings, the colors of Chinese paintings are much lighter, and there are basically no bright red or green.

It's not that the technology can't reach it, it's just that the style of painting is different.

Li Yun only needs to order a few words, and the paint he wants can be made.

Dugu Yanjun looked at Li Yun with a blushing face, and then bowed deeply.

Li Yun smiled, "It's okay, you have to remember that your talent is very precious, as long as you can draw portraits of people, you will definitely be famous in the Tang Dynasty."

Dugu Yanjun heard the words, and looked at Wei Wanyu happily, she was obviously looking forward to it.

Although she has social phobia and is afraid of socializing, it does not mean that she does not want to be recognized by others, especially her family.

"Da da da!"

There was a sound of footsteps outside, "Miss, Miss Wei, my lord, the master invites you to the hall."

Dugu Yanjun heard the words, his face changed slightly, and he took a step back with some resistance.

Seeing her, Wei Wanyu asked in a low voice, "Sister, what's the matter?"

"Sister Wanyu, I don't want to go, and Dad is introducing me to seniors again, I'm afraid."

"It's okay, my sister is with you."

Dugu Yanjun doesn't want to meet strangers, but Dugu Hong feels that she needs to see more strangers so that she can exercise her courage.

Li Yun smiled and said: "Your sister Wanyu and I will accompany you, don't worry."

Dugu Yanjun was taken aback for a moment, couldn't help but look at Li Yun, then nodded silently.

(End of this chapter)