Chapter 62

Everywhere was the sound of admiration. Although Lin Xiao's face was calm, his eyebrows still showed a little color. He made no reservation and did his best. It should be noted that the simpler a painting is, the more it can test and reflect a person's painting skills.

Long Yin nodded constantly, and then asked aloud, "ye jiawuchen, what do you think of this painting?"

The scene was quiet, and his eyes focused on him, waiting for his words of "willing to bow down to the disadvantage".

Ye Wuchen glanced blandly at the Qingshui lake and said, "it's not bad... But if childe Lin only has this degree, I don't care to compare with it."

As soon as this arrogant remark came out, the scene was stunned. Even long Yin's face was stunned for a long time. The people's voices were confused again. There were ridiculers, disdains and sneers, but no one put on a look of expectation. As they think, ye Wuchen's sentence is undoubtedly defending his face with arrogance and pretending to disdain. A man dressed as a bachelor even stood up and shouted, "it's really wrong of you to insult such an amazing work!"

Ye Wuchen looked at the man and said, "if this painting is the so-called amazing work in your eyes, it can only show that you have not seen a really good painting. In my eyes, this painting is only worthy of being called a rough and indiscriminate work, both in painting skills and painting environment! "

This is undoubtedly more arrogant than just now, and he satirized Lin Xiao without mercy. Lin Xiao's face turned green, and he immediately recovered his calm. He said calmly, "my painting is naturally difficult to get into the eyes of young master Ye. Please give me some advice."

"It's easy to say. Since childe Lin sincerely asks for advice, I'll give you some advice."

The muscles on Lin Xiao's face twitched, and everyone opened their eyes to see how the arrogant young master ye would teach.

Ye Wuchen went to the drawing board of Qingshui lake, squinted and asked, "dare you ask Mr. Lin whether he has been to Qingshui lake?"

"Of course."

"So this painting is the scenery of that season by Qingshui lake?"

"Autumn."

"Really, so... What about the autumn wind?"

"... autumn wind?"

Ye Wuchen shook his head in disappointment: "the scenery you painted is not bad, but the whole painting looks dead, dull without the slightest sense of freshness, and the painting is in a mess. It should be noted that the willow wind on the lakeside, the windless lake is dead water, and the windless willow is dead willow. The most beautiful lakeside breeze is not reflected in this painting. Therefore, this can only be a rough and indiscriminate work. "

Before Lin Xiao answered, the former bachelor shouted again, "you're easy to say! Curling autumn wind is invisible and more elusive. How to draw it. You can draw it for us! "

Lin Xiao also nodded and smiled and said, "in that case, please show us what the breeze by the lake is."

Ye Wuchen smiled calmly and said, "then you look good!"

Ye Wuchen scooped up his brush, gently touched the ink, drew inclined willow branches on the willow, and randomly dotted with dancing willow leaves

"The so-called 'willow branches go out from the West and leaves go east' is not a real painting style. The wind comes without a problem, and it is difficult to put it on paper. It is skillfully described by willow branches. "This is to draw the wind with willows. Although the wind itself is invisible, everyone can see the willows when the wind blows!"

(Note: this seven character quatrain comes from Jiang Shi's Yan Chong painting Liu Yan.)

Re grinding, the falling point of the brush also began to change, and shallow ripples loomed on the lake.

"This is based on the water painting style. There is neither wind nor wave. The microwave can be used to describe the wind direction and wind force of the clear wind. Childe Lin doesn't even know such simple common sense?"

Lin Xiao: "

Finally, ye Wuchen's brush fell on the woman under the tree. The pen shook slightly and picked up several flying hair. Then stop the brush and turn around.

"Hair is the same as willow, which can be used to skillfully describe the breeze. Obviously, there are so many things to describe the wind, but childe Lin painted it so lifeless. It's really wrong. " He shook his head gently, with a sigh on his face.

The scene suddenly became completely quiet. Because they were shocked and speechless. Ye Wuchen's writing speed was so fast that he was not under Lin Xiao at all. Moreover, with so few strokes and more than ten seconds of sketching, the artistic conception of his painting changed greatly in an instant. At this time, when they looked at the painting, they really had a subtle feeling of being on the scene. They saw the willows blowing the wind, the water waves rippling, and even felt a breeze blowing on their faces, bringing bursts of coolness.

Shock, incomparable shock. Those few strokes raised a wonderful painting in their eyes to a higher level again. From today's Qingshui lake, they began to vaguely realize what the "painting scene" mentioned by Ye Wuchen before.

The middle-aged scholar was stunned at the painting. He was ashamed on his face, hugged his fist and said, "ashamed, admire!"

"Good! Although it's just a few simple strokes, it's a real magic stroke. I really didn't expect that your attainments in painting have reached such a level. I'm really relieved! " Long Yin sighed excitedly.

It's not just others. All over the Ye family, except ye Shuiyao, ye Nu, ye Wei and Wang Wenshu are surprised. How did you expect ye Wuchen to surprise them so much without warning. Ye Wei whispered to himself, "is it true that master Jianshen not only excels in swordsmanship, but also in painting?" Long Yin then said, "I have decided to keep this painting by Qingshui lake, which was jointly completed by two heroes. Although Lin Xiao failed to depict the breeze due to his negligence, his painting skills can be said to have reached the realm and can be seen by everyone. However, Wu Chen's understatement greatly improves the painting environment of this painting, which is even more amazing! "“ Your majesty! " Ye Wuchen turned around, then looked at Lin Xiao with a complicated look and said, "Your Majesty, Wuchen doesn't agree with me. Although Lin Gongzi's painting skills are exquisite, it's too far away. "“ This...... "Long Yin frowned and was speechless for a moment“ Dare you ask Mr. Lin, what is the peak of painting skills? " Ye Wuchen asked“ The pinnacle of painting is naturally the ability to depict the objects in the painting as the same as the real objects! " Lin Xiao replied“ Oh... "Ye Wuchen went to the painting, looked at it for a while, and then pointed to a green insect on the willow branch with a pen holder:" excuse me, this little insect, young master Lin, do you think you are satisfied with your painting? " Lin Xiao glanced, and then said proudly, "although I'm not talented, I also have arrogant qualifications above my painting skills. Although this is just a green insect for ornament, Lin Xiao realized that there is no difference even compared with the real object. "“ Oh, really? " Ye Wuchen smiled disapprovingly, and then pointed some green ink with a brush. The tip of the pen moved. He had drawn a green insect of the same size on another willow branch, and then got out of his body, smiled and didn't say a word. Due to the green worm's new painting, the pen and ink are not dry. It reflects slightly in the sun and looks like wriggling from a distance. When the crowd didn't know why, suddenly a bird song sounded, followed by a girl's sweet call: "Xiaoqing!" A blue shadow flew quickly to the, all the way to the middle, then swooped down quickly in the air, and the sharp beak fell heavily on the "Qingshui Lake". With a light sound, the drawing board shook a few times, and the green silk bird with excessive momentum was directly shocked to the ground and struggled to flap its wings. Ye Wuchen picked it up, quietly input a little force of Wuchen, and easily repaired the little wound it had just suffered. A small hole was pecked out on the "Qingshui Lake", and the position of the small hole was just the position of the green insect painted by Ye Wuchen. While stroking the extremely docile green silk bird in his hand, he said slowly: "if childe Lin's painting skills have reached a level comparable to real objects, what about mine?"{ Thank you for your support. Your support is our greatest motivation}this novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation