Chapter 232

Ning Fei painted the flood.

With several sketches, there was a flood beside the market, which spread.

Netizens finally understand what the characters are going through.

"It's a flood!"

"Ning Guan's main painting is flood!"

"My God, I finally understand why the people in the market are so afraid!"

"It's all explained."

"It's a picture of all living beings under the flood!"

When netizens saw the paintings in the scroll, they exclaimed that they enjoyed themselves.

"The ink method has five colors: focus, thick, heavy, light and clear. Different ink methods can express different artistic conception."

"There are five kinds of strokes: flat, round, reserved, heavy and changeable. What we pay attention to is the charm of the brush and ink."

"The combination of the two can show the real artistic conception."

Ning Fei's artistic conception is completely immersed in his own paintings.

His story is just a reflection.

Netizens looked at the paintings on rice paper, one by one surprised.

But at this time, someone realized something was wrong.

"No, there's a problem!"

"Look at those people in the picture, why do you feel that their faces are full of hope?"

"Yes, look carefully, many people's expressions have panic, but also calm!"

"The mother who was protecting her child didn't have fear in her eyes, but prayed!"

"Look at the officials who rushed to the flood. When the flood came, why did they rush up? What can they help?"

The whole painting is more and more complicated.

Netizens solved a puzzle, but found another bigger one.

The structure of the painting was a little strange for a moment.

At the Kyoto Academy of calligraphy and painting, Lin Shanhe looks at Ning Fei's painting in the studio, and his mood can't calm down for a long time.

He is the first person in Chinese painting. He has devoted all his life to Chinese painting. Even though he is 70 years old, his eyes are still very clear.

"Teacher, I always feel that the artistic conception of this painting is not quite right." Liu Tianzhi said softly.

He can't see through Ning Fei's painting.

Lin Shanhe said, "in traditional Chinese painting, we should pay attention to the details. When we look at the people in the painting carefully, their eyes are not focused on the flood."

"Eyes?"

Hearing Lin Shanhe's words, Liu Tianzhi was stunned.

What a small detail it is where the eyes are focused.

Can a painting achieve such details?

Liu Tianzhi looked carefully. He saw the mother and son in front of the rattle stall.

When a mother holds her child in her arms, what will she see for the first time?

What is more important than flood?

It's hope.

That is to say, the place where mother is looking is the place where hope exists.

If you look at other people in the market, the place where their eyes are focused is not the flood.

It's a blank.

There should be something there.

"It's a man! There is still one person missing in the picture What did Liu Tianzhi understand? He said in surprise.

Ruzikejiao, hearing his answer, Lin Shanhe stroked his beard and nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, his painting is all for this man."

"You think it's a picture of all living beings under the flood. In fact, it's a picture of heroes for water control."

"This young man has been laying out the layout, just for the last moment, to write down and make the finishing point."

"He is really powerful. Why have I never heard of such a powerful figure in the field of traditional Chinese painting?"

Lin Shanhe sighed. His expression and tone were full of appreciation for Ning Fei.

Liu Tianzhi respectfully stood aside, and his expression was more calm.

Liu Tianzhi has been known as a genius of traditional Chinese painting since he was a child. Now at the age of 24, he has become famous in China and won the championship of a young generation of traditional Chinese painting competition.

Although Huaxia has landscape is a variety show, the variety show of Huaxia TV is no longer different from the real competition.

Therefore, Liu Tianzhi is proud of himself and feels that he will become a master of traditional Chinese painting in the future.

Now, when he saw Ning Fei's paintings, he realized that there were mountains outside the mountains and people outside.

As far as Ning Fei is concerned, what he shows now is not comparable to him.

In Qingfeng temple, Ning Fei finally wants to draw to the last step.

Write, dip in ink, drop painting.

A few strokes, between the flood and the market, the image of an immortal quietly emerged.

The immortal has only one figure.

He is facing the huge waves, behind which are the people and the people.

He is holding a sharp sword in his hand. If you look carefully, you will find that there is the word "avoid water" in the handle of the sword.

At this point, the layout of the whole painting was completely presented to netizens."It turned out that an immortal was controlling the water and keeping one side safe."

"Who is that man, Dayu?"

"It's not Dayu. Dayu dredges the waterway and has no ability to face the flood. This man is more like a river god."

"Only God can fight against natural disasters on his own."

"This painting is really wonderful!"

"I didn't expect that Ning Guanzhu had such a deep painting skill."

"The spirit of this traditional Chinese painting is really beyond comparison."

Looking at the pictures in the studio, netizens felt as if they had gone through the era of frequent floods and beasts and experienced the disaster themselves.

Good Chinese painting, the most important is that a trace of charm.

Everyone is talking, at this time, a barrage is let the whole live room netizens are boiling.

[painter Liu Tianzhi]: "Mr. Ning Guanzhu, my teacher wants to buy this painting. Just raise the price."

"The teacher said that this painting can be called a classic of traditional Chinese painting. He is willing to pay millions of yuan to buy this painting."

This barrage, like a heavy bomb, exploded in the live broadcast room.

Liu Tianzhi's master is Lin Shanhe.

Master of traditional Chinese painting, a real master.

When he was young, Lin Shanhe was arrogant. With his exquisite traditional Chinese painting skills, he showed amazing light on the world painting stage.

It's hard to get a ticket for his exhibition, and his paintings are worth thousands of dollars.

Now, Lin Shanhe has offered to buy a painting of a younger generation. Is he willing to pay a high price?

"Is this... True?" Some netizens asked in disbelief.

"Is this man Liu Tianzhi?"

"There is a saying that this painting is really classic. All the details are perfect."

"The value of art lies in people. If you think it's worth it, it's worth it!"

"That person is Liu Tianzhi, who has also been living Chinese painting, as well as official certification, I click in to see it."

"Is it really Liu Tianzhi? That's not to say that master Lin Shanhe really wants to buy master Ning Guanzhu's paintings. "

"It's another big piece of news."

There is no doubt that netizens are deeply shocked at this moment.

Not to mention how wonderful the painting is, the news that Lin Shanhe proposed to buy it is hard to believe.

At the end of the scroll, Ning Fei wrote down with a brush: Ning Fei, the master of Qingfeng temple, wrote by Yangyue 12

so far, the painting is complete.

Ink has been immersed in rice paper, into the paper three.

The whole picture is majestic and flowing, and the people in it are vivid as if they were alive.

And the back of the river god, is to give people a sense of boundless and distant.

Lin Shanhe really wanted to buy Ning Fei's paintings for a simple reason.

Because for the first time, he felt the charm of immortal from a painting.

You know, the most rare part of traditional Chinese painting is charm.

Few people dare to draw immortals in traditional Chinese painting. It's not that they can't draw the image of immortals, but that they can't draw the feeling of immortals.

Ning Fei's painting is not felt by others, but as a master of traditional Chinese painting, he feels it clearly.

Just the back of an immortal has the charm of an immortal.

That's why Lin Shanhe wanted to buy this painting.

"How can such a charm be drawn? Has he ever seen a fairy?"

In the painting and calligraphy courtyard, Lin Shanhe muttered to himself.

Liu Tianzhi was silent.

He still can't believe it.

If Ning Fei's technique and ink method reach the peak, Liu Tianzhi can understand it. After all, there are many talents in traditional Chinese painting, and everyone has their own expertise.

But the charm of this kind of thing, is the real pursuit of the peak of traditional Chinese painting.

The charm of Ning Fei's painting is that even his teacher Lin Shanhe is full of praise.

What a monster this is.

In Qingfeng temple, Ning Fei looks at his painting and smiles with satisfaction.

Ever since he saw the statue of river god on the wooden boat today, that feeling has been lingering in his heart.

Therefore, he was eager to draw the charm of the river god.

Now seeing the finished product of the whole painting, he is very satisfied.

Then Ning Fei looked at the barrage, and he also noticed Liu Tianzhi's painting.

Although he doesn't know Liu Tianzhi, he knows that he is also a powerful person according to the reaction of netizens.

However, Ning Fei shook his head with a smile and said:

"sorry, this painting is not for sale."

"It's my own interest and my own collection."

"I hope you understand."

Ning Fei is not willing to sell this painting, because of the charm of the God of the river, he may not be able to draw a second time.Sometimes that feeling is fleeting.

This kind of painting, in terms of value, is far from being available to millions or tens of millions.

Hearing Ning Fei's reply, Lin Shanhe seemed to have expected it. He just shook his head and sighed with regret.

"This man is really a talented person."

Immediately, Lin Shanhe thought of something and said:

"by the way, God, you can contact him again and tell me about the thing Lao Wang asked me to do. I think with his help, we should play games."

"Yes, teacher."

Liu Tianzhi nodded and said.

He looks at Ning Fei in the studio.

He was dressed in a white Taoist robe, full of immortal spirit and extraordinary bearing.

He could not help thinking:

Where did such a person come from?