The young woman's gaze lingered on Chu Ming for a moment, then shifted to the young attendant, Liang Yuan. "Did the young master copy this painting too?"
The fourth painting was clearly a cut above the first three. Though it was still a copy of Old Master Tang Bai's landscape painting, it showed an understanding of its own in the details. Surely it couldn't have been painted by an attendant...
Of course, she would never say that out loud.
Ning Hao and Liang Yuan only had to glance at it a few times to realize why the young woman was so surprised.
The technique and artistic conception of this last painting had nearly broken free of the original landscape.
Shock flickered in the depths of their eyes.
Yesterday, their junior brother Chu could only copy paintings, yet today, he had added something of his own to the original...
Had he really only just begun learning Calligraphy and Painting?
Seeing that Liang Yuan's expression barely changed, the young woman assumed he had painted the fourth piece.
She gave a soft laugh. "This painting has some distinctive details, but they're a bit superfluous..."
Before she could finish, Liang Yuan, dressed as an attendant, said in a listless voice, "I didn't paint this. My young master did, then had me copy it."
"Oh?" The young woman's eyes lit up at once. At last, she had a proper excuse to look straight at Chu Ming with her lovely eyes. "But on closer inspection, the details aren't superfluous after all. As the saying goes, first you see a mountain as a mountain, then you see it as not a mountain, and finally you see it as a mountain again. Your painting skills are far superior to this young attendant's."
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