Chapter 202: Looking Back

There are some things that you don't know the bitterness and pain of not knowing if you try them yourself.

Fan Ji'an, a master of Chinese painting, in the eyes of the public, he devoted himself to studying Chinese painting, and he persisted for a lifetime for decades before he has his current achievements.

But he knew in his heart that he was not a single-minded master in his early years, and he dabbled in a wide range of fields, not only studying oil painting, but also studying Ukiyo-e of Dongying......

All in all, he tried to learn the art of painting all over the world.

It turned out that it was not easy. However, if you can form your own system and become popular in some countries and regions, you can't just learn it.

Anyway, he tossed for a few years, but he still honestly took care of it, and since then he has focused on studying Chinese painting.

From this, he knows that it is difficult to cross borders.

So for Baiye, I have been in several industries, and I am actually at ease.

Such a talent should belong to the flow of demons.

In the midst of the sigh, Fan Ji'an and the others also urgently wanted to know whether this mural was the legendary Chaoyuan Immortal Scepter picture. So their eyes also shifted to the side.

At this moment, Bai Ye frowned and looked at a group of people. A bunch of people entered the temple, all kinds of gasps, whispers, and sighs, and he was not deaf, and he must have noticed the movement.

This mural can't be painted. What's more, Cao Xiang also came over and whispered a reminder to tell him the origin of Fan Ji'an and the others.

A giant in the art world, a master of the art world in Hangzhou, has a lot of origins.

But what does this have to do with you?

Bai Ye's reaction was a little cold, mainly because in the past month or so, he was basically immersed in the creation of murals, and even his thinking was a little numb.

His eyes were glazed, his eyes were blank, and his face was haggard.

So his coldness, Fan Ji'an and the others didn't mind. After all, when they are focusing on creation, they are basically in this state.

Besides, when they were painting in Bai Ye, they interrupted each other's emotions and train of thought, empathy, and they felt that they had already lost their temper when they encountered this incident.

Bai Ye is just indifferent and doesn't squeak, which can be regarded as very kind.

At that moment, Fan Ji'an smiled, and his voice was very kind: "Bai Ye, you mural...... Did you create it yourself, or do you have a template?"

Bai Ye blinked and sobered up a little: "Of course it is...... There are templates. ”

"As expected!" Fan Ji'an and the others also had some excitement in their eyes, and they were seven points sure.

"Is the template a Chaoyuan Immortal Scepter diagram?" someone asked directly.

"Huh?"

Bai Ye was stunned, and then shook his head: "No." ”

"What?"

"How could it not be ......"

The content of this mural is clearly consistent with the records in literature and history. ”

When Fan Ji'an and the others heard this, they had a feeling of disillusionment and subconsciously argued. They are quite sure, how could they be wrong?

"I'm ...... Eighty-seven immortal volumes. Bai Ye explained.

"Ahh

This answer was unexpected, and Fan Ji'an was stunned: "This ...... Is there a difference?"

After all, the Chaoyuan Immortal Scepter Diagram, this work depicts eighty-seven immortals. He felt that Bai Ye felt that the same work was just a different name and a statement.

"Of course there is a difference. ”

However, Bai Ye's expression was serious, and he slowly explained: "Chaoyuan Immortal Staff Diagram, that is Wu Zongyuan's work, and the Eighty-Seven Immortal Scroll is Wu Daozi's painting. ”

"What?"

Everyone was shocked, and their eyes widened a little.

Wu Zongyuan and Wu Daozi are not only different dynasties, but also have different reputations.

The former is not out of the circle, and most people don't know. The latter is a famous and ordinary person. Bai Ye said that the model of this mural came from Wu Daozi. The meaning of this must be very different.

In an instant, Fan Ji'an came back to his senses and said urgently: "Bai Ye, you can't joke about this, how can you prove it?"

"Proof that there is no ......"

Bai Ye smiled, shook his head, and stopped talking.

How can this kind of thing be proven? Did he tell everyone that in another world, this is a recognized fact?

In fact, the eighty-seven immortal scrolls are the same as the Chaoyuan immortal scepter diagram.

First of all, Wu Daozi painted eighty-seven immortal scrolls, and the murals left behind were seen by Wu Zongyuan, studied and comprehended, and then integrated into his own skills, so that he had the Chaoyuan immortal scepter diagram.

In the original time and space, this small temple is an ancient cultural relic passed down from generation to generation in the Southern Song Dynasty.

The murals in the temple were after the Jin people occupied the Central Plains and Bianliang was destroyed in the war, and some Taoist priests moved south and came to Lin'an...... That is, Hangzhou.

In order to commemorate and pay tribute, several Taoist priests could not restore the Taoist Palace, so they could only make a brief version of the temple, and then asked the painter to copy a picture.

Bai Ye, who had just graduated that year, participated in various art exhibitions and traveled to various galleries, but he never found a chance to get ahead. In the most impoverished times, to the point of falling out on the streets.

Fortunately, at this time, a senior brother from the same school pulled him and invited him to participate in an "antique" studio.

The location of the studio is this ancient temple. He struggled with all kinds of things at the time, but in order to eat, he finally changed from resistance to obedience.

Bai Ye remembers very clearly that his first work was to transform the murals in the temple into silk works. It wasn't easy, he painted for three months, during which he scrapped countless manuscripts, and he was considered to have completed the task.

Then the work was sold, and he earned 10,000 yuan.

With the money, he cried.

His youth, his pursuit, and his dreams were completely shattered.

In the following years, he devoted himself to studying, and he was better than the blue. In this studio, the boss had an accident, everyone broke up, and he took the opportunity to stand on his own.

In the past few years, his studio has gained a firm foothold in the industry, and has continued to grow stronger and bigger, which can be regarded as a benchmark.

With a mansion, with a luxury car, with enough money to achieve financial freedom.

Shiraba is very happy and happy, but he rarely recalls the past. He was in a trance, and he couldn't remember what his original intention was when he chose the path of art.

He traveled into this world and has been chasing fame and fortune......

It's just a habit, a kind of self-preservation. After all, in this strange world, apart from a huge amount of money, is there anything else to rely on?

However, he really didn't expect that in Hangzhou, there was still this small temple. Even due to the difference in time and space, the situation of the temple has changed. But the similar pattern, including the matching of details, convinced him that it must be the same temple.

That's why he took over the task of rebuilding the temple. During the repair, it was even more difficult to build the small temple as the original time and space.

The mural is naturally the focus......

For more than a month, he has not only been restoring the murals, but also creating. In fact, the mural in front of me is the same theme as the eighty-seven immortal scrolls and the Chaoyuan immortal scepter diagram in the original time and space, but the form has been newly changed.