Gao Bo frowned, and then quickly stretched his brows.

Because he thought that it is a good thing to be abnormal, which just shows that Bai Ye has a new way of thinking about the law, so he can innovate and form a new way of moving the pen.

Thinking of this, while watching carefully, he couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and open the video recording software......

Soon after, Shiraba finished painting and put down the brush.

The eyes of the three people next to him were also a little confused. They looked at the paper on the table...... Strictly speaking, it should be a painting.

Naturally, it is not a large-scale work, but a sketch imagery.

A few black mountain rocks, sandwiched by a waterfall, the water fell down, rushing against the reefs below, stirring up layers of waves.

It's a scene of stone and water.

However, the imagery rendered in it is full of the beauty of virtual and real changes.

In particular, the expressiveness of the waterfall is just a blank space, and with a touch of ink, it gives people infinite imagination.

Laymen may only pay attention to the dynamic beauty of the waterfall, and only an insider like Gao Bo can clearly know that a few rocks on the edge of the waterfall are the most important key.

If it weren't for the backdrop of the rocks, how could there be the weather of a waterfall?

Movement and stillness have always been one and the same, complementing each other.

Of course, the most important thing is that Gao Bo also has an intuitive understanding of his painting techniques in the process of painting with white leaves.

Sure enough, it's really ...... A new method that has never been seen before.

For a moment, Gao Bo sighed in his heart, he glanced at Bai Ye deeply, and once again affirmed his previous judgment. The future of white leaves is absolutely limitless.

Among them, the lowest lower limit, is certainly a contemporary master.

As for the upper limit......

Gao Bo can't say, and he doesn't dare to speculate anymore.

“…… Teach me. ”

At the same time, Yu Chi grabbed Bai Ye, his eyes showing a wistful gaze: "Bai Ye, I want to learn this." ”

"Hey, can you learn it?"

Chen Daqi calmed down and joked: "I'm afraid that you are like those jokes, when Bai Ye taught you, you thought you knew it, and your eyes thought it was simple, but as soon as you got started, it was useless......"

“…… Get lost. ”

While the two were frolicking, Gao Bo said hello to Bai Ye and left immediately.

It's really a rush to come and go, and it's a hurry to go. But shortly after he left, a small video immediately went viral.

This is a video posted on social networks by Gao Bo after obtaining Bai Ye's consent.

The content of the small video is also very simple.

It is a white leaf brush, painting the scene of mountains and rocks and waterfalls. Many people see Gaobo's new news, click on it for the first time, and naturally see the content.

After watching it, those who understand will naturally fall into thinking, and those who don't understand will also be amazed.

"Ah, big guy. ”

"Immortal handwriting. ”

"The same hand, why are people so showy. ”

Bursts of barrage swipes are all admiring words. These are basically laymen, just look at the freshness.

A true expert has watched the video repeatedly, then took pen and paper and began to experiment.

Brush Brush Brush ......

After a few strokes, the snow-white rice paper has been ruined.

As for the results, it is naturally a mess. After seeing it, my brain felt that I would, but my hand was crippled.

Why not succeed?

There are also painters, art students, and the like who communicate in private. They wondered why the brush was as smooth as flowing water under Bai Ye's hands, but in their hands, it was stumbling, stuck and stuck.

The key is that the scenery of mountains and rocks and waterfalls is mutated, and it is just a matter of not becoming a shape, and even the interweaving and rendering of water and ink are even more dull and dead, without the slightest charm.

Or a lot of practice......

After the discussion was fruitless, these people could only comfort themselves in this way.

"Just practice more? Hey, think too much. Gao Bo heard the wind and immediately sneered, with a look of disdain.

Gao Ming was beside him, holding a brush on the paper, and also carefully drew a few strokes. Scattered the front, the paper was pitch black, thick black and black. He added a little more water, and the ink seeped out immediately, and he took the opportunity to take the pen with him.

The smudged ink has faded a little, but there is no beauty at all.

Gao Ming frowned, looked left and right, and was naturally dissatisfied. He turned around and saw the mocking smile in Gao Bo's eyes, and couldn't help but ask: "Dad, don't you often say that diligence can make up for clumsiness, and if you don't understand, you can practice more?" But now listening to you, simple practice is useless?"

"Nonsense, of course it's useless. ”

Gao Bo snorted lightly: "Do you think that it is really that simple to wipe the white leaves with your hand?

"A light stroke can be a big lift. A heavy skimming may also be as light as a weight. If he doesn't tell everyone, who knows?"

Gao Bo said lightly: "If you explore it yourself, you won't be able to study it without a few years." ”

"How many years?"

Gao Ming's eyes widened: "Is it so exaggerated?"

"Exaggerated?"

Gao Bo looked coldly: "If you take this kind of idea to learn copying, don't say a few years, maybe a lifetime, you may not be successful." ”

"Why?"

Gao Ming was stunned and a little unconvinced.

He also knew that some people called Gao Bo the first white blow, and he used to think that it was in the dark. But now, he was somewhat convinced.

His father is actually another person's brainless fan, which makes him feel that his father's noble image has collapsed a little.

Gao Bo didn't know what his son was thinking, he just sighed lightly, his eyes were a little distant and profound, "You don't understand, many people don't understand either, in fact...... After seeing the painting techniques of Shiraba up close, I finally decided on one thing. ”

"What's the matter?" Gao Ming asked.

Gao Bo was silent for a moment before he spat out a sentence, "The ink splashing method he studied has detached itself from his predecessors, or surpassed the sages, and has his own soul. ”

"Huh?"

Gao Ming was stunned: "Dad, do you know what you're talking about?"

"Nonsense, I'm a critic and I'm taking responsibility for my words. Gao Bo's eyes are complicated, "His penmanship is freewheeling, and there is no root at all." ”

"Huh?"

Gao Ming was stunned: No root, what do you mean?"

"The so-called rootlessness means that there are no rules to speak of. Gao Bo explained, "Do you think his penmanship and skills are all included in the video?"

"Naïve ......"

Gao Bo sneered, "In fact, the video is only a small part. There's a lot of stuff he showed that I didn't record at all. ”

"When he paints, he is scattered and eclectic, without any fixed pattern, but the landscapes he paints are as if they were natural. ”

Gao Bo said in a deep voice: "This kind of brushwork can be described as majestic and colorful, and it can be called the first person to break the constraints of pen and ink." ”