Chapter 194

"Good! That's great! Since ancient times, there have been many paintings reflecting urban planning and the pattern of people's livelihood."

"One of the most famous is the river map on the Qingming Festival. Of course, the focus of this painting is not urban planning."

"However, in the Work Department of the imperial court of all dynasties, there are many architectural structure plans. Of course, these are written and painted with the tools brought by my brother now."

"The degree of accuracy and the realistic response of calligraphy and painting are no worse than the drawings drawn with professional modern tools."

"So, young man, if you want to know how to be in awe, let's slowly watch this little brother painting. If he really paints a mess and everyone here is not blind, we will naturally distinguish between good and bad."

"What he did may also help you get the business done, isn't it?"

Be kind.

The designer who was persuaded by another customer is no longer lucky. Now he tries his best to squeeze a seam for himself in the crowd around the table. Look at Gu Zheng who is burning incense and bathing behind the table. What can he draw.

As soon as an expert makes a move, he knows whether there is one.

When the playful Huang Haitao brought the polished inkstone to Gu Zheng, when the smart boy put up his brush, his aura immediately changed to another channel.

It was as if the time around him began to go back, as if the environment around him began to change.

A kind of antique flavor and charm began to spread from him, and began to climb steadily, driving the surrounding crowd to become solemn and quiet.

At this time, Gu Zheng is no longer the boss Gu of the black intermediary in Hongmen village, nor the greasy child who grew up eating baijiafan familiar to the villagers, but with an elegant and unknown rhyme that they can't understand, he splashed ink on a three foot square paper.

He moves around and hangs his wrists constantly. There is infinite elegance in the flow of clouds and water. It seems that he is not completing a planning map. It seems that he is writing the works of eternal fragrance in the world.

Let the people around follow Gu Zheng and wait for the last hand stroke of the painting.

Gu Zheng's works are not colorful and realistic meticulous paintings. He uses the freehand style of landscape painting as a bedding, and only uses a few strokes in the outline of specific buildings.

However, after writing, he mixed several painting skills into it. Although it was not as immortal as Gu Xiucai, it was enough to make professionals marvel at a good painting.

In the painting, first there is a main road of Hongmen village with nine twists and eighteen bends, and then the small temple in the depths of the secluded path becomes the soul of it.

Let Gu Zheng's overall structure and design come down completely according to the style of the temple. The pavilion, corridor, flying beams and fence patterns are engraved with a quite real taste of ancient style.

With the interpretation of this landscape painting, the scattered shops on this road are also dotted among them.

The front face of each room has its own flavor, and every turn is particularly unique.

People who let their eyes move with the painting can imagine how amazing the next scene will be when they look at Gu Zheng's pen.

But in a moment, the people in the room were all crazy.

In this way, everyone kept silent and watched Gu Zheng finish painting the largest site in the depths of the secluded path. When the last stroke of the towering luxury shop with a height of three floors fell, everyone gave a satisfied exclamation.

"Hoo..."

This breath was held long enough, and they were afraid that their big breath would destroy the elegant and outrageous atmosphere today.

After the completion of this panorama of Hongmen village with complete composition and fine strokes, Gu Zheng seemed not very satisfied. Instead, he did not put down his pen, but after a few empty points over the painting with the tip of his pen, he stained the inkstone with ink, and wrote three big characters in wild cursive script: Hongmen village in the white space in the upper right corner of the painting.

Then, with the most unrestrained attitude, he threw the brush to the pen holder mountain, threw away the nonexistent big sleeve, carried his hand on his back, straightened his waist, nodded to the designer who had squeezed into the inner circle, and said very modestly: "time is in a hurry, such crude works make people laugh."

well! What kind of big tailed wolf will you give me.

The designer, who was stunned by Gu Zheng's hand and dislocated his chin, just pointed at the work. His throat seemed to be blocked by a thermos stopper, but he couldn't say a word.

At this time, no one cares about who is right and who is wrong. After all, after Gu Zheng showed such a unique skill, everyone's attention will no longer focus on the poor designer.

They looked up and down around the painting. After a rough glance, everyone's face showed an inexplicable joy.

"Hey, come and see, this is the narrow road behind my house. Now Gu Zheng's painting has raised the style by three grades!"

Director Ma on one side glanced over and immediately knew: "yes, you don't look at Gu Zheng's painting. Is it still the Loess road that leaked three puddles when it rained? It's a road paved with green slate again, okay."

"You see, all around here have been changed in detail. Although it doesn't need a big project, such a change will immediately taste different."

"From the original dilapidated village, it has immediately become a well-designed folk village. It is not only clean and tidy, but also pleasing to the eyes."

They can understand it. They are not imprisoned by obscure data and are not troubled by unknown lines.

Sometimes art is so simple to integrate into life.

In the joyful discussion, the designer's client, as a witness and judge, finally opened his mouth by grasping the short beard he had deliberately left.

"Young man, although the decoration of my house is for your design company, I still want to say a fair word here."

"If you want to talk about modern home decoration, you may be professional, but you are far inferior to him in terms of the planning of Hongmen village."

"Not to mention his overall design, let's take this picture list. From every stroke and perspective, we can see the painter's familiarity with the village and his feelings for the village."

"A painting full of emotion can not be measured by simple data."

"So, young designer, it's not wrong for you to lose this game. What's the old saying? There are people outside, and there are days outside."

"Being able to encounter such a setback here is not entirely useless for your future road."

"Humility benefits from full loss."

The designer who was a little blushed by the old man opposite, although arrogant, is not a reckless person.

When Gu Zheng revealed his unique knowledge, to be honest, he was also in awe.

Although he is a pure modernist interior designer, how many people who are engaged in this industry do not have the corresponding beauty?

When he saw Gu Zheng's paintings, he would admire them from the bottom of his heart. What about other people?

So after getting the designer under the steps, he lowered his arrogant head and bowed to Gu Zheng, who was still surrounded by the villagers and asked for details: "sorry, your drawings are more suitable for the planning and design of Hongmen village."

At this time, Gu Zheng did not make any ironic response because of the other party's bow. Instead, he pulled the other party aside. In order to prevent others from hearing their conversation, he hugged the designer's shoulder and turned his back.

"It doesn't matter. I have a large number of adults. We don't know each other. In fact, you don't have to worry about this big business."

"We don't bother two masters. You also eat with your real skills. You are still the undertaking unit of our design and decoration, but this time you have to make the order according to the drawings."

"I wonder if you have any questions?"

Ouch? And this good thing?

The designer is a fool if he doesn't agree. He tries his best to say something they both know: "thank you, boss Gu. I don't know where the store occupied by boss Gu in this street is?"

"By the time of formal construction, I'll cover all the material costs for the interior decoration of boss Gu's shop, and I'll give you a 50% discount on the labor costs. What do you think?"

Just wait for your words. It's really good.

Tens of thousands of small pieces outside and inside here are saved.

Gu Zheng, who has taken advantage, is no longer difficult for the designer. They are not in a state of mutual connection now. They are partners now.

Satisfied Gu Zheng put the designer's arm, sent him in the direction of director Ma and shouted at the eldest sister: "our big designer said that as an apology, he gave a 10% discount for the decoration of the basic shops in this street!"

Hey, the designer who was decided by others can only discuss the follow-up matters with director Ma, because Gu Zheng directly caught his weakness.

Even if such a big business is discounted and adheres to the principle of small profits and quick turnover, the profits are enough for a designer firm to eat for three years.

Therefore, if he wants to continue his work, he can only recognize it by pinching his nose.

Sister Ma, smiling, warmly received the well-dressed designers who had been cleaned up again.

Because everyone was busy listening to the designer's quotation, Gu Zheng, who finally calmed down, suddenly found that there was another person who didn't join the fun, but stared at him with a very hot look at the baby and never left.

He is another client of the designer, an old man in a gray Tang suit at the end of spring.

Gu Zheng, who was startled, subconsciously took a wrong step back, but asked with great respect: "what's the matter with the old man?"

"Yes!" the old man nodded and asked, "which art school are you? It's strange. I haven't seen you in the Department of traditional Chinese painting."

"Is it from the animation department and Design Department of the comprehensive university? No, you can't practice this traditional Chinese painting without more than ten or twenty years of Kung Fu."

Gu Zheng, who finally understood, smiled: "I'm not a student of the Academy of fine arts. I'm a little boss born and raised here. I like to draw a few strokes when I'm bored."

"Don't ask me who I worship. I haven't worshipped a teacher. I just draw blindly."

Gu Zheng's words made the old man opposite choke directly. Now he has a mouthful of old blood in his heart. I don't know whether to spray it properly.

And Gu Zheng's next words made him swallow.

"However, I am not a person who has no pursuit. I also feel that I have great shortcomings now. Therefore, I also applied for the university this year. I want to receive professional training. At least I can pass the academic degree, don't you think?"

"That's right!" the old man agreed with Gu Zheng's words very much, and automatically ignored Gu Zheng's words: "it's never too old to learn, it's necessary."

"Young man, it seems that I misunderstood you. You are still modest and eager to learn. You are not complacent. You also know that you need to study more professionally and systematically. Yes, young man, which major did you apply for?"

What about technical school education?

Art students rely on talent and spirituality. Which major will they choose for further study?

Is it Chinese painting or the most popular art design?

But then Gu Zheng's answer made the old man angry.

"Ah, I'm going to apply for the business administration major of the National People's Congress. There seems to be a branch school in Nancheng district."

Oh, my God!

The grieving old man couldn't help it any longer and directly showed his identity.

"Have you considered applying for the adult education course of the Central Academy of fine arts? You have a higher degree of freedom to learn art."

"At your professional level, it is estimated that when you apply for the junior college class, your tutor will have to let you graduate with your eyes closed."

In order to tempt Gu Zheng, the old man is also the right medicine. He secretly lowered his voice and continued, "and it's easy to get the certificate. The basic subjects in art colleges require very low scores."

"Go to your age!! apply for an adult, first, to recharge yourself, but to gild your education."

"Then you might as well choose our school. It's cost-effective."

Suddenly said good heart how to do?

Gu Zheng was struggling in business school and beauty school. The old man dropped the last heavy bomb.

"Well, I'm Liu Weimin, a graduate tutor majoring in Chinese painting. The College of adult education is a secondary branch set up by our Academy of fine arts. If I say hello to the leaders, although we go to the college with money, you don't think about scholarships."

"However, in order to cultivate more excellent talents, if you apply to our Academy of fine arts and make excellent works, I am the master. I can send your works to higher-level competitions or art exhibitions."

"Young man, sometimes people who learn painting are not necessarily down and out. Maybe its profit is more profitable than your current small business."