Ten years of film queen, finally became a top star

Chapter 110 Red sleeves add fragrance

These two people are also quite strange. They don't feel like a couple at all when they are chatting together, but when they are quiet and watch each other, there is really a subtle little atmosphere.

They look very compatible, except that Xue Qingyu's clothes look like they were stolen from somewhere.

Coupled with the tacit understanding between the two of them that doesn't even require eye contact from time to time, one can finally see the feeling of being childhood sweethearts.

Xue Qingyu was spreading paper behind the desk, while Yu Jiang was grinding ink in front of the table. The whole scene looked harmonious no matter how you looked at it.

[This boy surnamed Xue is quite good, can he be a beautiful lady? ]

[Just remembered, I watched this love variety show {狗头}]

[Wow, foreigners are painting ink paintings? ]

[It's the Xue family's genes. They have produced many calligraphers and painters. The most valuable calligraphers and painters in modern China are from their family.]

The ink stick in Yu Jiang's hand was produced by Xue Jiaqing Baoxuan. Although it was not old ink, its quality and carvings were excellent.

The way she ground ink was also very standard, her posture was upright, and with the cheongsam she was wearing, she looked a bit like a lady from a noble family.

The three-quarter sleeves reveal her arms that look like lotus roots. Her slender wrists are steady, and her jade fingers are pinching the ink stick and rotating it at a constant speed.

At this moment, Xue Qingyu made people ignore his exotic face, and his every move was more like that of a traditional scholarly family.

He spread out the rice paper and weighed it down with a jade paperweight. Then he looked up at the camellia flowers outside the window and quietly prepared a draft in his mind.

When the ink was almost ground, Yu Jiang helped him choose a softer goat-hair brush from the pen holder.

Xue Qingyu picked up the pen, lifted the pen, and put it down, splashing ink with ease.

The size of the paper was not large, but because the camellia tree had many details, Xue Qingyu still took an hour to finish it.

During this period, Yu Jiang cooperated with him very well. They changed pens and added ink, and the two basically did not need to communicate. By looking at Xue Qingyu's previous move, Yu Jiang could prepare for his next step.

There are thousands of dating shows, but this kind of dating scene is unheard of. The interactivity is not high and there is not much communication.

The live broadcast may sound boring, but it is really good to watch. The taste from the tacit details in the quiet atmosphere seems to be more fragrant.

[Looking at the way they look now, I can imagine that they learned to paint together when they were young.]

[I'm sorry Ran Feng, it's really a bit sweet, childhood sweethearts are the best! ]

[The law of true fragrance comes late, I just said they look like brothers, forgive my poor eyesight, they are clearly a young couple of literary youths! ]

[Oh my god! What am I thinking? I am a fan of Zombie CP! Is my childhood sweetheart going to be defeated by my childhood sweetheart? ]

[This guy's movements are really beautiful, but it's a pity that he has a foreign face. ]

[Just watching them drawing, I can imagine a million-word novel in my mind! ]

[Novel keywords: wealthy family, old friends, childhood sweethearts, engaged couples! ]

The trend of the hot search terms for "Duyan" changed three times a day. At first it was Yu Jiang's mixed-race dating partner, then it was Yu Jiang and they get along like brothers in a romance variety show, and now it is Yu Jiang and Xue Qingyu.

This morning, Ran Feng recorded IDs for various countries for the album release. In the afternoon, he learned about the arrangements for the New Year's Eve party. In the evening, he attended a public dinner for the brand he endorses.

He didn't have time to watch the live broadcast, so he could only ask his assistant to help record the screen. During the break, he did take a look at the One-Eye.

I felt relieved when I first saw that entry, but I found this entry more and more unpleasant to my eyes this afternoon.

What is it okay to do? Why is it okay? What is there to be okay about? Why do netizens like everything now?

But complaining won't change anything, his work is still going on, and there is certainly no reason for Yu Jiang to suspend his work.

Ran Feng felt very frustrated as he watched the public opinion online change while being unable to do anything.

No matter how aggrieved he was, the live broadcast of the dating show was still going on and Xue Qingyu just happened to stop writing.

The camera focuses on the painting where the ink has not yet dried. The camellia on the rice paper seems to be blooming on the branches. It is obviously a black and white ink painting, but it gives people the feeling that the flower has color.

A layman may just think it looks beautiful, but only an expert can understand the sophisticated techniques involved in this painting.

[This kid has something! ]

[This is the first time I’ve seen flowers in ink painting. I thought all ink paintings were landscapes.]

[I remember he only used a brush, does anyone know where the gradient effect on the petals came from? ]

[Didn't he say before that his family is quite rich? Don't rich second-generations eat, drink and have fun, but also play music, chess, calligraphy and painting? ]

While netizens in the live broadcast room were amazed, Xue Qingyu selected a wolf-hair brush, dipped it in ink, and handed it to Yu Jiang with both hands.

"Ayu, can you please give me a word?"

Yu Jiang took the pen, nodded slightly with dignity, and walked behind the desk.

"Who planted the camellia flowers? I come alone in the drizzle. It seems like I am with you but you are not there. The red flowers are blooming like fire in the snow."

Since it was a casual painting, Yu Jiang just randomly mentioned a poem that he could think of at the time to suit the occasion.

"I don't have a seal, so just write a name." After she said that, she wrote down the name "Yu Jiang".

Yu Jiang's handwriting is good, and his running script is particularly outstanding. After all, he has a teacher, so he will not embarrass Aunt Xue.

After finishing writing, Yu Jiang handed the pen to Xue Qingyu, who took it very attentively.

After thinking for a while, he also picked up a pen and wrote his real name "Davis Norman" on the paper...

It was originally a very good painting, but now with English letters written on it with a brush, it looks weird and out of place no matter how you look at it.

Although Yu Jiang was speechless, since it was someone else's work after all, she didn't say anything.

Unexpectedly, Xue Qingyu was even more aggressive and opened the lid of the ink pad. "If I don't print it, someone will expose it as a fake. I still have to print one."

"What if I don't bring it? You can't ask me to carve a seal for you right away, right?" Yu Jiang's tone was a little impatient.

Xue Qingyu was still thinking of a solution. Yu Jiang was afraid that he would continue to procrastinate, so he simply dipped his thumb in the ink and made a handprint under the inscription.

"A handprint is still a handprint. That's enough for now. Stop nagging me!" After Yu Jiang warned him, he wiped his hands with the silk scarf on the table with relief.

Xue Qingyu reacted and smiled, then imitated her and made a handprint on the paper, part of which covered the handprint she left.

Looking at the heart-shaped pattern formed by the handprints on the rice paper, Xue Qingyu said with satisfaction: "This time it's perfect!"

Yu Jiang was speechless again. This child was stupid when he was young. Why is he getting stupider as he grows up?

Xue Qingyu, who was judged to be a fool, was still laughing foolishly: "Hehe, I'll send it to you after I mount it."

Yu Jiang rolled his eyes, "Why? You still want me to be a family heirloom?"

"That's not necessary. This is our first official date, so let's keep it as a souvenir~" Xue Qingyu said cheerfully to himself.

Seeing his silly look, Yu Jiang couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay, since you've left your name behind, when I can't afford to eat, I can sell it somewhere and maybe it'll be worth some money."

Xue Qingyu said in an exaggerated tone, "Oh dear! How can you not afford to eat when I'm here?"

Sure enough, the couple's feeling of CP can only be maintained by not talking.