Chapter 200

April 8th.

Lin Yuan finally came to Qin Yi's painting club.

This is the "deal" after Lin Yuan's return to Qin art

Lin Yuan did not hesitate.

Luo Wei's traditional Chinese painting is professional.

Looking at the cartoon image in front of her, it is estimated that her gouache is not too bad. The strength of the two people is relatively average, and half of Lin Yuan won.

If you lose, you don't lose. If it's a big deal, you become the president.

If he wins, he'll make a comic assistant for nothing!

Luo Wei snapped her fingers: "OK, Zhong Yu, make some notes. Let's smoke."

"Good!"

Zhong Yu gets excited.

The members of the painting society are crying out one by one. As the president of the painting society, Luo Wei is the undisputed first person in the Art Department of qinyi. Sketch, gouache, traditional Chinese painting and so on. She almost always takes the first place!

And Lin Yuan is a mysterious God

We all know that Lin Yuan's sketching and gouache skills are extremely strong.

If it's better than these two, it's hard to say who can win between Luo Wei and Lin Yuan!

We are happy to win or lose anyway

Even many people want to see the president lose. After all, the president is unbeaten in the Art Department of qinyi!

And Lin Yuan?

He lost and became the president of the painting society, which made everyone happy, because it means that Lin Yuan has more time to teach!

No loss!

Some people even make a serious analysis.

"If I draw a sketch, I think Dashen will win more."

"Gouache should be fifty fifty, right?"

"If you draw traditional Chinese painting, it is estimated that the great God will have no hope. Although you don't know the level of traditional Chinese painting of the great God, the art department knows that the president's level of traditional Chinese painting is even better than that of his tutors!"

"Oil painting is about fifty fifty?"

"Well, oil painting and gouache are similar in nature. Dashen's gouache painting is so good that there is no reason why oil painting can be poor. Needless to say, the president has won many awards for her oil painting."

“……”

At the same time of the discussion, there were also people who watched the excitement and didn't think it was too big. They directly sent a message in the group: "the president is going to compare painting with the great God Lin Yuan!"

"What?"

"The president and the great God PK?"

"Here I am!"

"You're not going out with your girlfriend..."

"The meteorite hit the blue star, my girlfriend can't have this wonderful

"That's it!"

"Decisive battle, this is it!"

“……”

It wasn't long after Zhong Yu finished writing the note that there were many more people in the painting society. Obviously, they were all art students.

"Who's going to smoke?"

Zhong Yu looks at Lin Yuan and Luo Wei.

Luo Wei shrugged: "at will."

Lin Yuan is a way: "you come to smoke."

Zhong Yu chuckled: "I'll draw a sketch for Dashen."

He felt out a note.

"What is it?"

Everyone is staring at Zhong Yu.

Zhong Yu even sold the key, drank the saliva, and didn't rush to open it at all.

Luo Wei asked Lin Yuan, "do you need a referee?"

Lin Yuan shook his head: "enough referees."

Yes, the painting club can be referees.

Luo Wei said she understood: "if it's really controversial, I'll invite a tutor or professor to witness it, but I don't think it needs to be so troublesome."

Lin Yuan nodded.

He and Luo Wei both have professional strength. Basically, if you look at each other's paintings, you will know who wins and who loses.

"It's time to reveal."

Zhong Yu sold enough. When everyone was getting impatient, he slowly opened the note. As a result, he looked at the content of the note. Zhong Yu's face suddenly changed and said bitterly:

"great God I'm sorry for you

"What on earth?" they said

Zhong Yu spread out the note and wrote two words on it:

Chinese painting!

The crowd was stunned for a moment, and then became more lively:

"shall I go?"

"Traditional Chinese painting?"

"President Luo's home field!"

"This is what president Luo is best at!"

"Can the great God do it?"

"Didn't the great God say that he can also draw Chinese paintings?"

"Of course, I believe that Dashen can draw Chinese paintings, but the problem is, are you not clear about president Luo's level of Chinese painting?"

“……”

Luo Wei smiles, looks at Lin Yuan and says, "do you want to change the oil painting? You don't have a chance for Chinese painting. "

Lin Yuan thought about it and said, "I took advantage of it."

Luo Wei a Leng: "what advantage did you take?"

Lin Yuan told the truth: "you can't beat me in traditional Chinese painting."However, this sentence fell into Luo Wei's ears, but it was tantamount to provocation, so that Luo Wei had a slight dissatisfaction: "do you think your traditional Chinese painting can win me? This is a traditional Chinese painting, not a sketch or gouache. "

Lin Yuan nodded.

When the other party gives himself the chance to go back on his own, he will naturally give the other party the chance: "at least today, you can't win me."

Lin Yuan is telling the truth.

But Luo Wei only thinks that Lin Yuan's words are a little harsh. After all, traditional Chinese painting is the type she is most proud of and good at: "then you may regret that the display of works on the wall is not my full level."

Lin Yuan nodded his understanding.

Luo Wei see Lin Yuan is still a calm appearance, but the heart is set off a bigger wave, perhaps this opponent is worth to go all out.

"Dashen, you..."

Zhong Yu doesn't know where Lin Yuan's self-confidence comes from. He thinks Lin Yuan doesn't understand Luo Wei's strength, and it's hard to say clearly. He can only pull Lin Yuan's sleeve a little, suggesting that it's better to change the type.

The same is true of everyone in the painting society.

However, Luo Wei no longer gives everyone the chance to tangle: "then according to the rules, it's better than traditional Chinese painting. There are too many people here. Go in and compare?"

Rowe pointed to the room inside.

Lin Yuan nodded.

How long will it take you

Lin Yuan said: "whatever."

Luo Wei picked to pick eyebrow: "that two hours good, which kind of Chinese painting?"

There are different kinds of traditional Chinese painting.

According to its materials and methods of expression, it can be subdivided into ink painting, heavy color, light magenta, fine brushwork, freehand brushwork, white line drawing, etc.

According to its theme, there are figure painting, landscape painting, flower and bird painting, etc.

"Whatever."

Lin Yuan is the same word.

Luo Wei took a deep look at Lin Yuan: "whatever."

She went into the empty room next door. Lin Yuan followed her and asked Zhong Yu to prepare the paint by the way.

"God, please pray for yourself."

After helping Lin Yuan prepare the paint, Zhong Yu whispered.

Lin Yuan nodded.

At this time, Luo Wei sat opposite Lin Yuan and picked up the brush: "as a friendly reminder, I'm going to paint ink, which is my best type of traditional Chinese painting."

"I also like ink and wash."

Lin Yuan had planned to paint ink.

But Luo Wei felt that Lin Yuan's provocation was more sufficient. She seemed to imply that no matter what she drew, she could follow him, because he had no problem

"Let's go."

Rowe's face became serious.

When she was serious, all the irrelevant emotions had been lost. She didn't even think about who she wanted to compare with. She just wanted to present her paintings perfectly.

Lin Yuan also took it seriously -

used Qi Baishi's character card seriously.

He wasn't pretending and didn't mean to be provocative.

If it's something else, Lin Yuan is not sure.

Only traditional Chinese painting, Lin Yuan felt that he had no reason to lose, because after using the character card, he was no longer Lin Yuan, but

Qi Baishi!

And, is the peak state Qi Baishi!

In fact, with Qi Baishi's character card launched, Lin Yuan's mind has been full of understanding of traditional Chinese painting.

This understanding of traditional Chinese painting, far beyond his own professional level!

This should be the top level of Chinese painting above the professional level!

And now.

What Lin Yuan is going to write is Qi Baishi's shrimp!

And the name of this picture is called "six shrimp picture"!

On the rice paper.

With a brush dipped in ink, Lin Yuan made his first painting.

This is the nearest shrimp in the picture.

The brush is dipped in light ink, the tip is dipped in thick ink, the water content is moderate, and the side and front strokes outline the head of shrimp.

The first is short and thick.

The second is long and thin.

Side front pen, the body joints have been on the paper.

And to the legs, Lin Yuan is the center of the pen, and then in the head to break a heavy ink!

Jiao Feng points down the shrimp's eyes, and Lin Yuan's wrist hangs in the air.

Light ink and thick ink echo each other, and the sense of space is instantly full

Lin Yuan couldn't help but boast that his painting was very good, but he thought that he was really ashamed of himself, so he put up with the idea.

Let's go!

Lin Yuan enjoys such a state.

And with the completion of his first shrimp, its shape, lively, sensitive, alert, has matured as if with vitality!

The characteristics of shrimp are very clear in Lin Yuan's mind.

So a few strokes, with the shade of ink, show a dynamic.

And to the second shrimp, the hard shell is almost transparent, from deep to shallow.Then there's the third, the fourth, the fifth

With the change of pen, the waist of shrimp presents various abnormal states, some bow forward, some straight loiter, and some bend crawling.

When the sixth shrimp finished, Lin Yuan finally stopped.

"No one knows shrimp painting better than Qi Baishi."

This is Lin Yuan's only feeling at the moment. Especially after looking at the paintings in front of him, Lin Yuan deeply understood

If not for the use of Qi Baishi's character card, only with his professional level painter, absolutely can't draw this level of "six shrimp picture"!

He's done.

Looking up at Luo Wei, she seems to be completely immersed in painting. Most of her ink is thick, and the range of her pen is relatively wide after her wrist is suspended. Lin Yuan can probably guess that the other person should be painting large creatures

He didn't disturb.

I didn't get up.

Just waiting quietly.

At this time, there are more and more people in the painting society, accompanied by endless discussions:

"compared with traditional Chinese painting?"

"Isn't the great God gone?"

"It doesn't seem so hard to guess."

"The suspense is not big. What I am looking forward to now is how wonderful president Luo's Chinese painting will be this time!"

"Yes, I haven't seen president Luo's Chinese paintings for a long time!"

"Zhong Yu, you too. What's wrong with it? You've got Chinese painting."

"Big God's pig teammates."

"This is the number one disciple. No one will pit his own master."

"Ha ha ha, maybe the great God won?"

"Please, even a professional Chinese painting player may not win president Luo."

"Even at the professional level, president Luo is one of the most powerful painters of traditional Chinese painting."

“……”

At this time, the door suddenly came restless.

Zhong Yu's face was in tears. Seeing the comer, he became more and more depressed: "how did Professor Kong come?"

"Professor Kong can't come."

"How many tutors have been disturbed by this."

"Dashen and president Luo are not ordinary students."

"At their age, even if they enter the professional painting world in the future, they will be able to create a world."

“……”

No matter what happens outside, no one comes in.

Nearly two hours later, Luo Wei finally stopped painting. She rubbed her sour wrist and looked at Lin Yuan: "are you ok?"

"Well."

Luo Wei nodded: "in the future, I will be the president of the painting society and teach you more. I also want to teach, but I don't know how to teach as well as you..."

Lin Yuan

Luo Wei finished painting, has not too much competitive mind, to be exact, she does not think she will lose: "exchange to see?"

"Well."

Lin Yuan takes off the painting and hands it to Luo Wei.

Luo Wei also took off the painting and handed it to Lin Yuan.

"I painted Phoenix, the king of birds, but it's not the first time for me to paint Phoenix. I've practiced drawing Phoenix since I was a child, and I've practiced it for eight years so far, but I don't master the color very well, so it's always the method of ink painting. It's a fly in the ointment..." Luo Wei took over Lin Yuan's painting while introducing it.

Lin Yuan took over Luo Wei's painting, there was a moment of surprise in his eyes!

This is really a picture of a phoenix spreading its wings!

The brush stroke is just right, and the pride of the king of birds is fully displayed by Luo Wei!

Beautiful!

Beautiful!

If Lin Yuan didn't have Qi Baishi's character card, he would be a little inferior to ink, because he is really good at drawing Phoenix!

By the ear.

Luo Wei is still introducing her painting: "there is no real Phoenix in the world, just like there is no dragon, so I have no reference and comparison. I can only improve it according to people's depiction of Phoenix, as well as some movies, animations and even paintings. The essence of this painting lies in..."

I don't know why.

Luo Wei's eyes suddenly fixed on Lin Yuan's painting, her voice, also in an instant, suddenly stopped.

Air, dead silence.

Are shrimp and Phoenix comparable?

Anyone with a little common sense knows that there is no comparison between the two creatures.

Shrimp can be eaten by everyone. If you have money, it's OK to eat a lobster worth several thousand yuan.

But the Phoenix, but it is people can't see its life Zunyan.

So people give Phoenix countless good intentions.

Such a beautiful image has been reflected in Luo Wei's paintings.

But when Luo Wei sees Lin Yuan's painting, she suddenly doubts whether Phoenix is more noble than shrimp.

If you say that you are using pen and ink, Lin Yuan is manipulating pen and ink!His shrimp seems to be like a living creature, full of interest and lifelike.

Ink color and pen mark are not complicated, but they vividly show the structure and texture of shrimp.

A stroke, outline between, with the taste of gold and stone.

Good painting quality, excellent appreciation ability, and family background since childhood, make Luo Wei even have an inexplicable sense of inferiority.

It's amazing.

Luo Wei didn't know what kind of facial art she was showing. In her short breath, she widened her eyes, raised her eyebrows, and couldn't restrain her enthusiasm and joy.

Shape, quality, motion

The beauty lies in the similarity and dissimilarity.

Luo Wei suddenly understands why Lin Yuan says he can't win.

That is not conceit, but a kind of extreme self-confidence, that is the master's natural!

Her Phoenix is doomed not to win even if she studies hard for a few years. It's not that her painting is not good enough, but that the other side's painting is too good!

I want to

Luo Wei is sure that she has fallen in love with this painting, just like the desire she had when she saw the real work of an ancient master at a high-level painting exhibition last time. It's a kind of almost primitive pleasure.

As for the result of the game? That doesn't matter anymore.

Phoenix Not as good as shrimp!

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PS: in order to keep the chapter going, I have to bear the fact that I didn't make it. I just finished the six thousand words. It's still early. I'd like to write another chapter to finish the story. Thank you for your monthly tickets. The number one position of the new book is very stable.