Ah, that's what I'm talking about.

The old man's words also made Bai Ye and the others laugh.

However, the output of the purple clay pot is indeed not much, on the one hand, Bai Ye and others consciously control the quantity, and the scarcity is expensive, and if there are too many things, it is not worth much.

On the other hand, it's also because Bai Ye is busy, so it's impossible to take care of too much. So now, the purple clay pot studio is basically Huang Ziyu in charge. He alone can make three pots a day, which can be regarded as efficient.

Don't say wait a month, some people's orders are scheduled for two years.

But complaining is complaining, but no one wants to cancel the order. Because everyone knows that the slower the shipment of high-quality purple clay pots, the higher its value.

This is the advantage of monopoly, there are no competitors, and the standards set by themselves must be invincible.

Under the old man's "accusation", Bai Ye smiled silently, and did not say anything about arranging the old man to cut in line or something. He knew it was just a joke. Some people are more particular about "style bones", and if he takes his jokes seriously, it may backfire.

This is also true, and after a chuckle, several old men changed the subject.

"Your mural, is it finished?" asked Yu Hao.

Seeing Bai Ye nodding, the smile on Yu Hao's face became a little thicker: "Okay, I'll take a look when I'm free in a few days." I'm going to compare the difference between the mural after it has been painted and the white drawing before it has not been painted. ”

"Maybe it will disappoint you. Bai Ye hurriedly took a vaccination.

You must know that in his previous life, he had only seen the eighty-seven immortal scrolls drawn in white, and coloring the white drawings was his own aesthetics, and Yu Hao might not appreciate it.

"Don't be presumptuous. ”

An old man next to him smiled and said: "You used to study oil painting, although you don't want to admit it, but the mastery of color in oil painting is stronger than that of traditional Chinese painting." ”

"I don't like to hear that. Someone began to retort: "The rich colors of Gongbi painting are not necessarily bad." In real comparison, it is not inferior to oil painting. ”

"Don't raise the bar, look at the problem objectively. ”

The old man said dumbly: "I have to honestly admit that the breakthrough and progress of gongbi painting are also inseparable from the nutrients of Western painting." ”

"Who doesn't admit it. ”

The retort of humanity: "Our Chinese civilization has always been inclusive, eclectic, and integrates the strengths of hundreds of schools, and then forms its own style, and then is unique, as long as the core does not change." Isn't this the case with fine brush painting, isn't that true of oil painting? Do you dare to say that in the process of development, oil painting has not absorbed the nutrients of other types of painting?"

This is true, and the others nodded and did not refute it.

Seeing this, the man said confidently: "What's more, I believe that the blue is better than the blue." In today's development of the times, the shape and color level of gongbi painting are no longer inferior to oil painting. ”

"Really?"

Hearing this, the old man smiled: "In that case, do you want to compare?"

"Okay, I'm afraid you won't make it. ”

The two old men stood up, blowing their beards and glaring at each other, as if sparks had been sparked.

But a few people next to him watched the excitement happily and had no intention of obstructing it. On the contrary, there are people who add fuel to the fire and shout with great interest.

A group of people boating on the lake heard the call and hurriedly rowed back. When I heard about this, I was also very interested, so I immediately went to prepare.

But......

Isn't this a Chinese painting circle?

Why did the two old men engage in the confrontation between oil painting and gongbi?

In this busy process, Yu Hao also noticed the surprise in Bai Ye's heart, and immediately found a gap to explain: "I said that oil painting is good, it is because I have itchy hands recently, and I have learned oil painting, that is, I have studied it for two or three months, and I probably feel that I have made achievements, and I can't help but show off." ”

"Everyone knows his mentality, so they just push the boat down the river and make a game. ”

Yu Hao smiled: "To put it bluntly, it is the exchange and discussion of painting techniques. For a while, don't just look at it, if you have any thoughts or feelings, remember to speak up. In this kind of occasion, there is no need to worry, the more positive the better. ”

"Hmm!"

Bai Ye thought for a moment and slowly nodded in understanding.

The best way to integrate into the circle is to show your ability. For capable people, even if others may not like it, they will never be underestimated.

Next to the lake, there are also rows of small cottages, which are buildings of different shapes.

When the group walked into one of the buildings, they entered a spacious space with various painting tools, like a special studio.

Everyone is moving, and the table is moving, and the drawing paper is spreading.

Swing the pen, mix the paint, all kinds of lively.

Ten minutes passed, everything was ready, and the two old men stepped forward happily, first attacking each other with words, revealing each other's shortcomings in various ways. Then, tell the other party how powerful he is, and swear that the other party will definitely lose, so he quickly abandoned the pen and surrendered.

After a mouthpiece, everyone watched it with joy, and even the corners of Bai Ye's mouth couldn't help but turn up.

It's no wonder that as the saying goes, old children and old children, sure enough, some people are old, like naughty children, and love to play and make trouble.

Of course, the two old men also knew that they couldn't win each other by mouthing alone, so they "warmed up" for three minutes, and then hummed and chirped, intending to see the real chapter with their subordinates.

For those who draw with a brush, the drawing paper is spread on the table.

For oil paintings, the canvas is sandwiched to a shelf.

The two of them held the pen at the same time, and their expressions immediately became serious, and with a serious demeanor, they began to create their own works.

Due to time constraints, the two would certainly not create large-scale works, but chose sketches together.

As for the subject matter, it naturally varies.

Gongbi painting, the choice is Cordyceps. Oil painting, the choice is a meadow. The two of them are by the window, and there is a botanical garden outside, which is very convenient for framing.

Everyone was silent, separated by several steps, and watched behind the two.

Bai Ye noticed that due to the difference in brushes, the contrast between the two people's brushstrokes was very stark. One is mainly outlined, and the other is mainly brushed. But they also have one thing in common, that is, the brushwork is very delicate.

Soon after, the old man of Gongbi was the first to stop his pen and take a few steps back to admire his finished work. It was an orchid with slender leaves, and the lines were full of elasticity and vitality.

The pale white petals are moist and full, giving people a sense of fragrance and purity. Beautiful, aesthetically pleasing, exudes a unique temperament.

is worthy of being a celebrity, and his shot is really extraordinary.

Bai Ye sighed in his heart, but he didn't feel strange, this is the normal operation. In fact, everyone pays more attention to the elder next to him, whose oil paintings seem to be ......

That's pretty good.

Bai Ye was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that the old man who had only studied oil painting for a few months was not bad at his oil painting level. Although the oil painting is only a simple grass, the dense grass is also divided into long and short, green and yellow, and shades, which is the irradiation of light......