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

Chapter 216 Unparalleled Talent

Wei Wanyu was curious, took Dugu Yanjun's hand and walked over, and then she was stunned.

It's not that she hasn't seen such a beauty picture before, in fact, the beauty picture Li Yun drew for her before is also very beautiful.

What surprised her was that Dugu Yanjun smiled. In the painting, Dugu Yanjun was very happy, surrounded by flowers.

But Dugu Yanjun is more beautiful than flowers.

Dugu Yanjun was also stunned, she couldn't believe that person was her.

She couldn't believe how beautiful she was.

She has always felt that she is not good-looking, that she has a bad personality, and that she is annoying.

She even felt that her life was meaningless, because apart from her family and Wei Wanyu, she didn't have anyone else she liked, and she didn't have anything else she particularly liked.

It wasn't until seeing this painting that Dugu Yanjun realized that he was so beautiful.

It turns out that she is so sunny when she smiles, it turns out that she looks like that when she smiles.

She couldn't help but wanted to cry a lot. She felt that she was so old, and this was the first time she really knew herself.

Li Yun had stopped painting a long time ago, and Zheng Quan hadn't finished painting on the other side, so he waited quietly.

Seeing that Dugu Yanjun's eyes were red at this moment, he smiled lightly and said, "Everyone is unique, and Miss Dugu is the same. You don't have to be humble, you don't have to be proud, you are you."

"As long as you have good intentions, it doesn't matter whether you like to talk or you don't like to talk."

"It doesn't matter, you have to believe in yourself, it's more important to be yourself."

Dugu Yanjun paused for a moment, couldn't bear it any longer, then threw himself into Li Yun's arms, sobbing softly.

Li Yun froze for a moment, nodded to Wei Wanyu, then reached out and patted Dugu Yanjun on the shoulder.

When Dugu Hong saw him, he was deeply moved, and he didn't angrily reprimand Dugu Yanjun for his lack of etiquette.

Seeing that Dugu Hong didn't speak, the others envied Li Yun in their hearts, but they didn't say much.

In fact, they were still silent in that painting at this time, and many people were thinking about Li Yun's brushwork and coloring.

Zheng Quan was angry in his heart, he didn't expect so many people to look at Li Yun's painting, and this Li Yun could still hug Dugu Yanjun in front of Wei Wanyu.

He really has 1 jealousies.

But what puzzled him even more was why Yuan Fan didn't come.

"Mr. Yuan, what's the matter?"

Yuan Fan came back to his senses, looked at Zheng Quan sympathetically, and then walked over, "Young Master Zheng, you should stop arguing with him, let's go, he..."

"I'm afraid of what he will do, don't you know me yet, beauty pictures are my strong point."

"My lord, go and see that man's painting and you'll know."

Zheng Quan curled his lips, and then walked over. He saw the bright and vivid Dugu Yanjun just like living on paper.

The color palette, the brushwork, the dots, the curves, the surfaces, and the spirit expressed in the painting, May Day is not perfect, but it has charm.

Compared with Li Yun's paintings, Zheng Quan's paintings are pale and childish.

He finally knew the gap between himself and Li Yun, and he didn't care about shock or doubt.

He quickly ran back and rolled up his painting, not daring to let others see it.

The contrast was so strong that it killed him.

"His Royal Highness's painting skills are far superior to mine, I admire His Highness, and leave."

Zheng Quan bowed deeply, then turned and ran away.

It was really running, and the big guys didn't feel that Zheng Quan couldn't afford to lose, mainly because this business was too tragic compared with the top masters.

In addition, Zheng Quan's voice was very low, and no one heard him address His Highness Li Yun.

So except for Wei Wanyu and Dugu Hong, the others still don't know Li Yun's identity.

When Dugu Yanjun had cried enough, Li Yun smiled and gently pushed Dugu Yanjun away.

He nodded towards Dugu Hong, and then said in a low voice: "Mr. Dugu, Miss Dugu actually has an unparalleled talent in painting."

"The style of painting that you look down upon is the most popular in both Taixi and Great Qin."

"If Ms. Dugu was born in those countries, she would definitely become a national treasure-level great painter, so don't rush her."

"I also know a little about those paintings. When I go back, I will sort out my thoughts and pass them on to Miss Dugu in the future."

"Please believe me, Miss Dugu will definitely become a new peerless artist."

Dugu Hong was stunned for a moment, what is Li Yun's identity, naturally there is no need to lie to him about such a matter.

But is that true?

Does Dugu Yanjun really have that kind of talent?

Li Yun smiled, and then called Wei Wanyu to leave.

Wei Wanyu talked with Dugu Yanjun for a while, and accompanied Dugu Yanjun back to her studio before leaving.

……

As the sun went down, the bustling Dugu Mansion became much quieter at this moment.

However, there are still dozens of well-known painters in Chang'an in the hall, and they are all observing the painting left by Li Yun.

They are not arguing, they are learning.

In front of Dugu Yanjun's studio, there is a small yard where some flowers are planted.

A cat and a dog are playing.

This is Dugu Yanjun's pet, and there is a pair of butterflies playing with their wings.

Dugu Yanjun looked at the pair of butterflies obsessively, and suddenly thought of the scene of crying in Li Yun's arms during the day, and her face turned red immediately.

The rays of the setting sun imprinted on her face, making her more rosy.

"Yan Jun, what are you thinking?"

A voice sounded, interrupting Dugu Yanjun's fantasy.

"Hello, Dad."

When Dugu Hong came over, Dugu Yanjun hurriedly got up and saluted.

Seeing his daughter's nervous appearance, Dugu Hong felt pity in his heart, and then slowly told Dugu Yanjun what Li Yun had confessed, and finally said: "Since it's too... Now that he said that, then as a father, I don't object to your painting like this. .”

"If he is willing to teach you, you should study hard. If he is not willing to teach, you can figure it out yourself."

Dugu Yanjun nodded, and replied softly: "Daughter understands."

Dugu Hong then noticed the pencil in Dugu Yanjun's hand, and said with a smile, "What kind of pen is this?"

"This is a pencil made by Mr. Mu. He said it would be good for my drawing."

Mr. Mu?
Dugu Hong suddenly came to his senses, his daughter was talking about Li Yun.

He nodded and turned to the painting in front of Dugu Yanjun, which was imitating Li Yun's painting in the morning.

However, compared to Li Yun's painting, this painting is more detailed, and the visual impact is actually stronger, but it is a bit less elegant and happy in Li Yun's painting.

But anyway, this is still a good painting, at least much better than Zheng Quan's.

Dugu Hong was stunned for a moment, and then said shamelessly: "It's all my father's short-sightedness. If I had known that your painting style was very popular in Great Qin, my father wouldn't have stopped you. Maybe your painting skills are even better now. powerful."

"It has nothing to do with my father. Maybe only Mr. Mu knows about the whole Tang Dynasty."

Dugu Yanjun then said with some yearning: "Master Mu said that he would prepare some professional pencils and coloring materials for me when he went back."

Dugu Hong paused slightly, he had never seen his daughter's face look yearning.

(End of this chapter)