I Broke Out Of My Grave And Was Yearning For Live Broadcast!

"this painting--"

After Peng Peng breathed a sigh of relief, he raised the piece of paper in his hand, and waved it in front of everyone.

"What's wrong with this picture? Is it the one I asked you to take?"

Ye Xuan took a look, and there were a few peach blossoms on the painting, which was undoubtedly the one he asked him to take.

"No, I'm not talking about this painting. The name of Qi Baishi is written on it."

Peng Peng was a little bit incoherent now with excitement.

Everyone was surprised when Qi Baishi was famous.

"I said, Peng Peng, what are you talking about? This painting obviously painted peach blossoms. How could it be painted by Qi Baishi?"

Teacher Huang took a closer look. The paintings are obviously peach blossoms in full bloom. Everyone knows that Qi Baishi is best at painting fish and shrimps. Why are there still peach blossom paintings?

"But the signature below is Qi Baishi's. I just searched it online. The signatures are exactly the same. I can't find the slightest difference."

Peng Peng continued.

But Ye Xuan frowned and thought about it carefully, thinking about it for a long time before remembering it.

"You said Qi Baishi should be Xiaobai, right?"

Ye Xuan said thoughtfully.

"noob?"

Everyone was stunned after listening.

"Yes, if I remember correctly, it should be Xiao Bai. I remember that this peach blossom was left by Xiao Bai."

Ye Xuan nodded, accustomed to their surprised look.

The netizens in the live broadcast room frantically swept their screens.

The dignified master of traditional Chinese painting is actually called Xiaobai by Ye Xuan, which is simply a shock.

"No, no, maybe Qi Baishi's paintings are also under the guidance of Old Man Ye."

"Looking at the appearance of Old Man Ye, he seems to be quite familiar with Master Qi Baishi. They are not going to make a new year, right?"

"Upstairs, I think you are right."

There was a lot of discussion in the live broadcast room, but in the end it still had to be watched by Ye Xuan.

"Take it over and let me see why such a fuss is made. Isn't it just a painting?"

Ye Xuan took the painting from Peng Peng and glanced at it twice.

"This is Xiaobai's painting. The peach blossoms are still as bad as ever. If I hadn't given him a few words, I guess I'm still working hard to paint peach blossoms."

Glancing at the peach blossom on the painting, Ye Xuan smiled helplessly and stretched out his hand to play the painting.

When Ye Xuan said these words, everyone's jaw dropped.

"Grandpa Ye, what did you just say?"

"Did you guide Master Qi Baishi?"

Sister Zifeng said in surprise.

"Yeah, what's wrong? Is there any problem?"

Ye Xuan shook his head helplessly when he saw them like this. These children, even if they were celebrities, would be surprised if they said anything casually, their mental endurance was a little too bad.

After listening to Ye Xuan's words, everyone's faces were full of expectation, hoping that Ye Xuan would tell the story between him and Qi Baishi.

"Grandpa, can you tell me how you met Master Qi Baishi and how to give him advice?"

"People of us now know that Qi Baishi is a generation of masters of traditional Chinese painting, and his skill in painting fish and shrimp, especially shrimp, is lifelike."

Sister Zifeng went on to say that, in fact, Qi Baishi is her idol. She especially likes the fish and shrimps painted by Qi Baishi, and there are several pictures in the family.

Seeing sister Zifeng looking so expectant, Ye Xuan nodded, cleared his throat, and told the story between him and Qi Baishi.

In fact, Qi Baishi didn't explore the doorway to paint shrimp by himself.

When Ye Xuan thought about Qi Baishi, he was still a hairy boy and he was particularly interested in Chinese painting.

But the point is that this kid didn't find his own way, and the paintings he drew were horrible.

"You don't know the paintings he painted when he was young. They were so poor that they couldn't bear to look at them directly. They were not as good as Peng Peng's paintings."

Ye Xuan shook his head when he said that, with a bit of disgust in his eyes.

When Peng Peng heard it, he clutched his chest and fell backward, why is he lying down with the gun every time.

"Hahaha, if you say that Grandpa Ye again, Peng Peng's self-esteem should have been beaten by you."

Sister Zifeng laughed, and didn't care about the wronged Peng Peng next to her.

"Master Ye, you should go ahead, don't worry about my feelings at all, he is not uncomfortable anyway, he just needs to be free..."

Peng Peng couldn't help but sing as he spoke.

"It's alright, don't play tricks, listen to what Elder Ye has to say."

After listening to Peng Peng's words, Teacher Huang stretched out her hand to pat her behind, and then looked at Mr. Ye with eyes full of expectation.

At that time, Qi Baishi was obsessed with painting peach blossoms, and no one looked at the peach blossoms.

Since Qi Baishi has been painting for several years, but no one appreciates it, this kid is discouraged and intends to blaze a different path instead of painting Chinese painting.

And Ye Xuan happened to ran into him at that time, and kindly enlightened a few words.

Although Qi Baishi is not good at painting peach blossoms, he is the best at painting fish and shrimps, because his family is fortune in aquaculture.

Originally, Qi Baishi wanted to inherit the family business, but he was too stubborn and wanted to take the road of traditional Chinese painting, so in the end his father's property had to be transferred to others.

However, this also helped Qi Baishi, who later painted shrimps very well, and laid the foundation. After all, his family is engaged in aquaculture. After getting along with these creatures for a long time, he also knows their characteristics.

"But this kid is quite savvy. I just gave a few sentences casually, and I didn't expect to draw a work in half a month."

Ye Xuan nodded again and again when he said that, his eyes were full of satisfaction.

"Although it was not worth mentioning in my eyes at the time, it was still pretty good."

It was not until Qi Baishi worked hard to make progress later that this appeared in the eyes of the public.

"Probably that's it."

After speaking, Ye Xuan spread out his palms.

Everyone seemed to be addicted to the story just now and couldn't help themselves.

"I didn't expect that Qi Baishi and Old Man Ye would have such a connection. In other words, if he hadn't met Old Man Ye, Qi Baishi wouldn't be as famous as he is now."

Teacher He couldn't help but sighed. It is estimated that Qi Baishi's encounter with Ye Xuan would have spent his life's luck.

"I think so too. Fortunately, I met Grandpa Ye, otherwise we would have lost such a master of traditional Chinese painting."

Sister Zifeng kept nodding her head.

"By the way, Grandpa Ye, you probably haven't seen Master Qi Baishi's later works. I have some here. Why don't you take a look at his painting skills."

Sister Zifeng quickly took out her mobile phone and took out the paintings she had collected at home.

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