"Sister, I...I'm not right? The general in this painting's eyes are moving?"

Liu Xixi rubbed her eyes in surprise and said uncertainly to her sister.

"So you feel this way, so do I!"

Hearing his sister's words, Liu Qingqing nodded and said.

This is the third painting that Liu Qingqing has seen to give herself this feeling. One is the world's top famous painting "Monlalisa's Smile". No matter which angle you look at this painting, you will always feel that Monlalisa smiles at you and always looks at you.

There is another portrait painting that Ye Rongyao painted for himself. The painting is more vivid than this painting. No matter from any angle, the painting is like living.

The third picture is this one. The general's eyes are also moving. From which angle you look at him, his eyes seem to follow you.

"Looking from the horizontal, it looks like a ridge and a peak on the side! This..."

Suddenly, Old Master Liu's face changed and he said to himself in horror.

Of course Liu Yunlong understood his father's words.

So Liu Yunlong kept looking at the painting from several angles.

"That's amazing!"

Liu Yunlong couldn't help but sigh.

This kind of painting technique is amazing.

Throughout history, people who have had this painting skill can count it with one hand.

I didn't expect that my eldest son-in-law could achieve such a painting skill.

This is no longer called everyone calligraphy and painting. He is definitely the master of calligraphy and painting!

"Grandpa, what's going on?"

Liu Xixi didn't understand why the eyes of the figures she was painting moved.

"It's light! The eyes of the characters in this painting can constantly change according to the light."

Mr. Liu explained.

This is simple, but it is absolutely difficult to draw such an effect. It involves the use of the amount and angle of the ink.

It is impossible for a painter who has not reached the level of a master to draw such a painting.

At this time, Ye Rongyao had already finished drawing the last stroke.

Ye Rongyao once again dredged some ink, picked up his pen and wrote a poem on the painting "Going Out of the Frontier" and wrote another poem on it:

The bright moon was bright during the Qin Dynasty and the Han Dynasty was passive, and the people had not returned after thousands of miles of long march.

But the flying general in Longcheng was not allowed to cross Yinshan.

This poem is the finishing touch, and after the title, it immediately produces a mythical effect.

With Ye Rongyao's pen, the brush was like a sword, with iron and silver hooks drawn in strokes. Every time he moved, it gave people a strong sense of shock. The tip of the pen was paper, and the momentum was strong and powerful, as if this word could penetrate the desk!

"I feel ashamed of this hand word. There is a perfect rhythm between strokes, like a flowing cloud and water, giving people a perfect feeling."

Looking at Ye Rongyao's words, Old Master Liu's eyes lit up.

Mr. Liu has always thought that his calligraphy is good, but now he realizes that he is really a frog in a well!

Compared with Ye Rongyao's brush, his brush is really not as elegant as the one.

When the last stroke of this poem is completed.

Everyone seemed to have traveled through history and saw the intense scenes of their hearts.

Boom, boom, boom!

There were faint trembling from the ground, and at the same time, there were roars in my ears, as if thousands of troops were galloping, wielding under my army!

Use your own life to defend this land.

A painting, an artistic conception, a historical story!

When everyone was immersed in this painting for a while, Ye Rongyao wrote in the lower right corner of this painting: Taoyuan Ye Rongyao.!"

Mr. Liu was enlightened and said three good words in succession.

"Haha, I'm so ugly."

Ye Rongyao said with a smile.

"This painting is so perfect, glory, give me this painting!"

Liu Yunlong said to Ye Rongyao.

Now Liu Yunlong really loves Ye Rongyao's "Picture Out of the Frontier"!

As a soldier and a collector of calligraphy and painting, Liu Yunlong never likes such a painting.

Liu Yunlong even thought about it. He would frame the painting and hang it in his bedroom, and he would see it every day.

"Dad, if you like it, just take it."

Ye Rongyao nodded and said.

"Okay, good son-in-law!"

When Liu Yunlong heard this, Ye Rongyao really gave him this painting and immediately became so happy that he couldn't talk.

"Glory, when will you draw a picture for grandpa?"

Laozi Liu looked at Ye Rongyao and asked.

Mr. Liu also liked this picture from Ye Rongyao's "Picture to the Frontier". Unfortunately, he said it was too late and was taken first by his son.

"Okay, tomorrow, it's getting late today, so it's better to go to bed early!"

Ye Rongyao said.

After all, it’s almost the early morning now, and I’m not that young. Mr. Liu is so old that he needs to rest early.

...

"Bang bang bang..."

"Glory, get up quickly!"

In the middle of the night, Ye Rongyao was still sleeping in a daze and heard a bang knock on the door.

"It's dad!"

Liu Qingqing was also woken up by the noise. As soon as she heard it, she heard that the person knocking on the door was her father.

"It's almost time, can you still sleep!"

Ye Rongyao picked up his phone and looked at it. It was three o'clock in the morning.

I was depressed.

When this person was sleeping the most, no one was happy when he was woken up.

"Husband, get up quickly, it must be a problem!"

Liu Qingqing hurriedly urged Ye Rongyao to get up and put on his pajamas immediately.

"Dad, what's the matter?"

After putting on his pajamas, Liu Qingqing went to open the door.

After all, my father knocked so urgently, something must have happened.

"Where is glory?"

Liu Yunlong asked anxiously.

"I'm wearing clothes!"

Liu Qingqing said.

"Dad, what's the matter?"

Ye Rongyao put on his pajamas and walked through the problem.

"I don't have time to explain to you. Come with me and I'll tell you when I get in the car."

Liu Yunlong pulled Ye Rongyao and trotted downstairs.

"Dad, I'm still wearing pajamas!"

Ye Rongyao said depressedly.

This night, for convenience, I basically wear pajamas when I wake up, because there is no need to pay attention to it at home.

But if you have to go out to do things, and wearing pajamas seems a bit inappropriate.

"It's too late, just wear it like this!"

Liu Yunlong said while pulling Ye Rongyao away.

Now that life is at stake, how can you care about this outfit?
To be continued...