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Chapter 265: Phoenix Yu Fei! He is not a pervert!!! (Kneeling and begging to subscribe!!!)



Chapter 265: Phoenix Yu Fei! He is not a pervert!!! (Kneeling and begging to subscribe!!!)

Feng Qingran's compliments made Mengniang's expression soothed.

After all, it's just the style, not the embroidery.

The design of the style is more inclined to the imagination.

"Okay." Mengniang nodded and found a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Putting the wedding dress neatly aside, Feng Qingran spread out the drawing paper.

Grind the graphite and pick up the pen.

Feng Qingran had already made up his mind about what to paint.

But he didn't start writing immediately, because his painting level is not very good.

And he doesn't want to expose this shortcoming, and if he wants to be included in the Allure List, it is best to develop in an all-round way.

This is like the six arts of a gentleman, even if there is no speciality, there can be no obvious shortcomings.

"System, give me 100,000 points of painting and 50,000 points of embroidery. 33 Feng Qingran ordered in his heart.

With a flash of light in the brain, a large amount of memory appeared, which was immediately digested.

This is the brilliance of the system. The things you buy can be integrated in an instant, and the money is different.

I was still hesitant about how to start the pen before, but now if there is divine help, dip it in ink, flip it up and down on the rice paper, and the pen walks the dragon and the snake.

If painting Dao has increased his skills, then the improvement of embroidery Dao experience will make this picture more professional.

Originally, Mengniang had a more casual attitude in her heart. Feng Qingran can paint? She didn't believe it very much.

It doesn't mean any mockery, it just feels like its previous style, it shouldn't.

Spreading rice paper is nothing, picking up a pen is nothing, but when she was about to start writing, she suddenly felt that Feng Qingran's temperament seemed to have changed.

Couldn't help but cheer up.

However, as Feng Qingran drew more and more lines, the prototype of a wedding dress was gradually revealed and became more and more clear.

Meng Niang was completely immersed in it.

Only Xu Wuyou, who is not well-versed in literary talent, pretends to be there, just because he looks good.

After a while, Feng Qingran confidently closed his pen, turned his body sideways, and said softly, "Aunt Meng, please take a look."

The dream girl woke up like a dream.

The whole person stepped forward directly.

Leaning down, a little bit, carefully scrutinized the wedding dress.

The pattern deviates from the Phoenix she usually embroiders.

Not one on the chest, but many. Waist, hem, cuffs and back.

Compared with her meticulously carved and vivid phoenix embroidery, Feng Qingran's painting of Phoenix is ​​not delicate.

In contrast, she felt that the Phoenix she embroidered was lifeless and lifeless.

She didn't pay attention before, but now she knows that she is too rigid in form, but lacks God.

Some places, such as cuffs.

A very simple and symbol-like drawing method is used directly, but anyone who sees it has to say, this is Phoenix!

They are connected together in a staggered manner, directly changing the old pattern of only auspicious clouds on the cuffs.

Unexpectedly, the painting skills are so amazing!

Mengniang was amazed, but it wasn't over yet.

If the idea of ​​this pattern caught her eye, then the innovation of the style really surprised her.

The tunic with the outer cover, the design of the waist, especially the hem of the robe, is even more wonderful. It is not one but divided into nine circles, each of which looks like Phoenix's tail feathers.

Absolutely!

Absolutely!

"The princess, no, pouring dye, this is what you came up with?!.々!" Meng Niang's eyes were reluctant to move away.

Feng Qingran smiled slightly and said, "This is what I thought about in my spare time when I was in Sect."

"Then... can you let me make it...?!" Mengniang stared at Feng Qingran's face tightly, her voice trembling with excitement, for fear that she would be unhappy at all.

"Of course!" Feng Qingran tilted his head slightly and smiled: "The reason why I drew it is to ask you, Aunt Meng, to help me make it before the wedding.

Although he can do it himself, it is too troublesome.

And the process of this kind of thing is also cumbersome and boring, he prefers fun things.

"Okay!" Mengniang nodded again and again, overjoyed.

"I will definitely do it on time, so that you can marry in the most beautiful manner that day! 35

Mengniang has a hunch that such subversive innovations will definitely lead a new upsurge in imperial clothing!

It is her greatest honor as an embroidered mother to be able to complete this work by herself and witness the result!

Marry out?

After listening to Mengniang's words, Feng Qingran had no abnormal expression on his face, but was amused in his heart.

Marrying or not going out has nothing to do with him.

It depends on how much Young Master Yun Zhao loves Yun Muqiu~

"By the way, Qing Ran, does this dress have a name?" Mengniang asked excitedly again, if she could name this wedding dress, how lucky would she be?

However, Feng Qingran had thought of one by the way when he was painting.

The red lips pursed, and said softly: "Phoenix is ​​singing, and it is in Gaogang. Parasol Tree is born, and it is rising in the sun.""

"This wedding dress, let's call it Phoenix Yufei.""

It already has a name!

For the first time, Meng Niang was a little disappointed. After all, it is a very proud thing to be able to name a work that you have made by yourself, not to mention it is such a masterpiece!

But on second thought, it seems that the name Phoenix Yu Fei can instantly kill everything she thought about.

If the pattern of this dress could be spread out into a piece of cloth, wouldn't that be the case?!

"Good name, good name!" Mengniang clapped her hands and praised, without a trace of unhappiness.

Good things have to be matched with good names. What she thought about before was too tacky!

Feng Qingran made a random excuse to go downstairs, leaving Xu Wuyou and Mengniang some time to talk.

Mengniang tasted the verse just now in her heart, and the more she tasted it, the more charming she felt, and her face was surprised. This is a rare good verse!

In addition to embroidery, her daily hobby is to appreciate poetry and prose, but she never imagined that she could export it into chapters!

"6 `"I haven't seen each other for a few years, the county master has come to such a level!" Meng Niang couldn't help sighing.

"That's it!" Xu Wuyou sighed proudly: "Don't you look at whose son...daughter?!!"

Mengniang didn't have any doubts and rolled her eyes: "Worry-free, you don't know poetry, embroidery and painting, what are you proud of? You don't know how high your painting skills are?"

From her point of view, those painters with names and surnames in the dynasty may not be able to get it.

Moreover, from her professional perspective, Dian Dian definitely knows embroidery, because it is more like a design drawing than a painting.

If you hadn't actually come into contact with it, you wouldn't draw it like this out of thin air.

If it was said that before, it was only because of Xu Wuyou that I had a good impression of Feng (Qian Lihao), but now, it is the appreciation from the heart, and the goodwill is overwhelming.

However, Xu Wuyou, who doesn't know anything about these things, doesn't care at all, he waved his hand and said, "Never mind, I was born anyway, it can't be fake!"

Feng Qingran slowly walked down the pear-flower wooden ladder on the second floor, and swept over all kinds of dresses.

Of course not to take the initiative to buy skirts, he is not a pervert.

It's just that he saw an opportunity in it.

Although the styles of these dresses are new, they are relatively mediocre compared to those ancient costumes, Lolita, Cosplay and Lei...cough he had in mind.

If we can realize these one by one through Luoyifang, it will surely cause a boom in the times.

Of course, he wasn't trying to make money, and he wasn't interested in this kind of thing either.

The bright eyes gradually narrowed.

What he wants is a name!

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