The Daughter of the Enchanted in the Modern Age

Chapter 159

As the country with the largest population in the world, China can destroy anything with its population.

Just like this netizen war, due to VPN restrictions, only a small number of Chinese netizens came out of the wall to fight with netizens from the Han State. However, this small number already possessed an extremely powerful combat power.

The Han State netizens could not win against them. Cui Yongjun's comment column was gradually filled in by Chinese netizens. They all asked Cui Yongjun to apologize.

At that moment, some painters who had good relations with Cui Yongjun of the Han Country stood up.

@ Han Zhiyu: “Netizen China, don't count on the number of people you have to twist the truth. Cui Yongjun's painting skills have many ways that your Chinese do not have. Take for example the three-dimensional ink painting method. In your historical record, such a method of painting is recorded, but in Chinese historical painting, there has never been such a painting. It was Cui Yongjun who reproduced this painting method. You should apologize to him for your rude behavior.”

Han Zhiyu's words were like flags that instantly united the hearts of Han Country's netizens. Everyone is excited again.

[You're saying that the Han State learned from China, then do you have such a painting? ]

[That's right, that's right. You keep saying that we learned from you, but you can't even produce a painting like that. How can you have the cheek to climb a wall and fool yourself? ]

[Oh, China calls itself a great country in the Chinese Dynasty every day. So the great country in the Chinese Dynasty relied on its long history to seize everything and pretend to be its own? ]

[Out of Han State social media. Chinese netizens should apologize to us! ]

The originally valiant and passionate Chinese netizens are now wrong. Everyone pulled out of Country Han's social media and returned to China to investigate.

For example, the effect of three-dimensional landscape painting in Cui Yongjun's paintings has been recorded in Chinese history. This is a painting technique called "Fog of Light".

Special ink painting about painting with ink. The color is very simple. In traditional Chinese painting, most of the colors are black and white.

Because the color was single, the painters did not pay much attention to the level of the image. Instead, they focus on the meaning.

Instead, Light Error Art drew one black-ink drawing through a skilled painter and profound changes to the ink. It attracts a three-dimensional feeling in modern painting techniques.

This technique has disappeared throughout history. After checking the information, netizens realized that Cui Yongjun really knew the missing technique.

Ancient books that recorded such painting techniques have been recorded much earlier than those mentioned by ancestor Cui Yongjun. Netizens knew that Cui Yongjun must have learned Chinese art from somewhere and claimed it as his own.

However, no one had any evidence and they could do nothing to him.

Seeing Chinese netizens fleeing with their tails between their legs, the news media in the Han State became even more arrogant. They took up the issue and publicly stated that Cui Yongjun was a national painter in ink painting.

Subsequently, the Han State began to do its usual work. They began to prepare all sorts of procedures, wanting to apply for the protection of the Han State's cultural heritage and Cui Yongjun's various painting skills.

With this app, if anyone mentions this art in the future, they will associate it with Cui Yongjun and Country Han.

Netizens in the country were furious, but there was nothing they could do. Even in the Painter Association, no painter knew of such a lost technique. The world was filled with excitement abroad, and the world of painting and calligraphy at home was shrouded in worry.

Just as everyone was fed up with the matter of Cui Yongjun but couldn't do anything about it, someone from the Painter Association suddenly suggested that Yuan Wanxia's painting, the painting, that rose suddenly but was also very mysterious, possessing many ancient techniques.

Perhaps he would know this lost painting skill?

That was when everyone remembered Yuan Wanxia. Speaking of this person, everyone felt that it was strange. The value of his painting increased too quickly while he himself did not stand out.

As of now, other than his painting and the name Yuan Wanxia, no one knew anything else.

Therefore, the president could only look for Professor Zhang and see if he could help contact Yuan Wanxia. Although at his age who no longer care about reputation, still feel disadvantaged reviled by the world of painting and calligraphy in the Han Country.

When Professor Zhang called out to the manor, Xia Wanyuan was lying on a swing reading a book. After hearing Professor Zhang explain the situation, a hint of anger appeared in Xia Wanyuan's heart.

“Then I will hand this to you, Xiao Xia. That Light Error Art had been gone for too long. I wonder where Cui Yongjun learned this technique.” Professor Zhang, who was always relaxed, gritted his teeth when talking about Cui Yongjun.

"It's okay. I know how to draw it. Don't worry, I'll send it to you tomorrow.” Xia Wanyuan was initially a little surprised that Professor Zhang suddenly looked for her in a hurry. After hearing what happened from Professor Zhang, Xia Wanyuan calmed down.

After hanging up the phone, Xia Wanyuan searched for a painting of Cui Yongjun online. When she looked at the painting drawn by the so-called Master Han, Xia Wanyuan's eyes showed a hint of shock.

Could such a painting be famous??

In the eyes of his teacher in his previous life, this painting would stain the stove despite being burnt.

As for the 'wrong light' painting method, Xia Wanyuan felt it was even simpler. In his previous life, this could only be considered a basic painting technique. He had no idea how in the modern world this technique became so popular.

Since she had approved of Professor Zhang, Xia Wanyuan immediately went to look for Uncle Wang and asked him to prepare a brush, ink, and paper.

Since she was going to show the painting in front of netizens from both countries, Xia Wanyuan drew it more thoroughly this time. It took four hours before he finished painting one. When he looked up again, the sky was already dark.

Jun Shiling stepped into the main building. Before he could speak, Uncle Wang showed him the way. 

"The lady is painting in the study."

As Jun Shiling walked to the door of the study room, he smelled a faint scent of ink.

Xia Wanyuan looked like she had finished painting. There was a Xuan paper on the table covered in ink. Xia Wanyuan sat to the side.

"Why are you thinking of painting today?" Jun Shiling walked over and looked, his eyes shining with admiration. 

“Good painting.”

"I have to help Professor Zhang." Xia Wanyuan massaged her temple. He had been focusing on painting for four hours in a row, and his neck and arms were a little sore.

“It's hard for you.” Jun Shiling's voice fell into Xia Wanyuan's ears, leaving him stunned for a moment.

In his previous life, he had drawn so many paintings. There were teachers who scolded him for his bad paintings, friends who praised his progress, and parents and relatives who were proud of him.

However, Jun Shiling was the first to think that it was difficult for him.

Jun Shiling controlled his strength extremely well. After a while, Xia Wanyuan felt that the pain in her body had reduced a lot.

"Enough." Xia Wanyuan stopped Jun Shiling from continuing to massage her. He stood up and pointed to a chair. 

"Sit here."

Jun Shiling did not know what Xia Wanyuan wanted to do, but he still followed his actions and sat down.

The pressure on his shoulders made Jun Shiling's heart soften, and the warmth in his eyes almost overflowed.

Xia Wanyuan had just started when Jun Shiling stood up.

"What's the problem?"

“Alright, I'm not tired. You must be tired after painting for so long. Rest and prepare for dinner.”

"All right." Xia Wanyuan nodded. 

There's a commotion downstairs. Thinking that Xiao Bao had already returned, Xia Wanyuan got up and went down.

As he watched Xia Wanyuan leave slowly, Jun Shiling's eyes were filled with gentleness. It was as if a huge net, as it wrapped around Xia Wanyuan.

How could he be so good? So good that when I think about what if I don't have it in the future, I will feel that the whole world will lose its brilliance.

At the dinner table today, Jun Shiling was helping Xia Wanyuan with food as usual, but Xiao Bao seemed to be very active.

“Wow, Mom, Dad brought you meat. I treated you very well!”

“Wah, Dad put shrimp into Mom's bowl. I care so much about Mom!”

“Dad brought water for Mom! Dad is very considerate!”

Xia Wanyuan had originally not thought too much about it, but she was a little embarrassed by the****** and Xiao Bao's exclamation.

Jun Shiling glanced at Xiao Bao, who widened his eyes and looked at Jun Shiling expectantly. His eyes were filled with anticipation. 

'Dad, look how amazing I am! I've been praising you. You have to work hard and help me give birth to a little sister as quickly as possible!'

"Eat properly," Jun Shiling replied heartlessly.

"Good." Xiao Bao, who did not receive any praise, was unhappy.

“Dad, Mom wants to lose weight. Why did you put so much meat in her bowl?”

“Dad, I love to drink milk. Why did you pour warm water for her?”

“Dad, you..”.

As Xiao Bao chewed on his favorite pig ribs, he could also set aside a little space to choose Jun Shiling.

Jun Shiling's grip on the chopsticks tightened, and he had the urge to beat up a smaller version of himself.

Xia Wanyuan smiled from the side. Jun Shiling glanced at Xia Wanyuan, who was boasting, and picked up another piece of pork with his chopsticks. He then turned to Xiao Bao and said,

“Why should he lose weight? If she doesn't take good care of herself, how will she give birth to a beautiful and cute little sister for you?”

Xiao Bao's eyes suddenly widened. Daddy makes sense!!!

Xiao Bao immediately imitated Jun Shiling and took out a piece of meat from Xia Wanyuan's bowl. “Bu, eat more!!! All the best!!!"

Xia Wanyuan who had earlier bragged became the focus of the conflict. He glanced with a reproachful tone at Jun Shiling, who was sitting in front of him.

There was a flirtatious and subtle look in his eyes that he was not aware of at all, causing Jun Shiling's breath to stagnate.

***

After a day, seeing that no one from China was coming out, the people from the Han State became more confident and spoke more arrogantly.

“Looks like China doesn't deserve his name. What is the ancient civilized country? It has a long history and does not even know the little Light technique. How laughable.”

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