Chapter Forty-Seven: Ren, Ren?

Huang Ansheng was the fastest to read, almost reading a page in a few glances, so he was the first to finish it.

After reading it, Huang Ansheng didn't think there was anything interesting, but he just felt that the whole magazine was being popular and had no characteristics.

It's just that although he thinks so in his heart, he can't say what he thinks in his heart.

After reading the magazine, Huang Ansheng saw that the others were still reading the magazine seriously, and couldn't help but drink tea while waiting for them quietly, after all, there would be a fierce battle later.

The magazine, which was only half a centimeter thick, was read by everyone one after another for more than an hour.

Among them, the slowest to see is Zhang Tiansheng.

Unlike Huang Ansheng's cursory reading, Zhang Tiansheng stayed on it for a long time every time he looked at it, as if he was appreciating a peerless masterpiece.

Seeing Zhang Tiansheng sometimes smiling, sometimes frowning, and sometimes sad, Huang Ansheng sitting opposite him didn't feel strange.

Because, Zhang Tiansheng is such a person, he treats paintings, especially all kinds of calligraphy and painting works, with a weak heart, often saying that every time he looks at a different work, he will gain a new consciousness, and also threatens that every painter is his mentor in painting.

Once, when he was visiting an elementary school, he saw a graffiti drawn by a third-grader and was shocked, and he stayed in front of the graffiti for three hours.

When he returned, he painted the masterpiece "Red Rose".

And now this "Red Rose" is still in the collection of the National Museum of Calligraphy and Painting, which is simply enshrined on the altar.

Since then, an unspoken rule against Master Zhang Tiansheng has gradually formed in the flower bed, that is, when he is appreciating the paintings, he must not disturb him as a last resort.

Otherwise, if he interrupts Master Zhang Tiansheng's train of thought and makes him miss the opportunity to draw a masterpiece comparable to "Red Rose", who will pay for this loss.

So even after reading the magazine, the rest of the people here just discussed it in a whisper, not daring to amplify the volume at all, for fear of disturbing Zhang Tiansheng.

Just an hour after Huang Ansheng finished reading the magazine, Zhang Tiansheng also finished reading the magazine.

Closing the magazine heavily, Zhang Tiansheng showed a surprised expression, as if he had discovered a new continent.

Just when he was about to say something, Yue Guidong on the side couldn't help but hold down his left hand and shook his head gently, "Big brother!"

"Hey~~~" Seeing the fierceness in Yue Guidong's eyes, Zhang Tiansheng seemed to remember something, sighed deeply, and the whole person was like a deflated balloon, becoming listless and leaning on the back of the chair.

Huang Ansheng, who was about to speak when he saw Zhang Tiansheng close the magazine, happened to see the interaction between Zhang Tiansheng and Yue Guidong, but he didn't say anything.

But after seeing Zhang Tiansheng's depressed expression, he stood up and said, "What do you think?" ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but look at Zhang Tiansheng, who was staring at the magazine on the table.

"Hehe, I... Before Zhang Tiansheng finished speaking.

"Ahem!" Yue Guidong on the side hurriedly coughed a few times, as if reminding something.

"I think that's it, not good, not bad. Glancing at Yue Guidong, Zhang Tiansheng showed a trace of helplessness in his eyes and said an ambiguous answer.

"Well, that's good, since Elder Zhang thinks it's not good or bad, then let me tell you what I say about this magazine. ”

Seeing the wordless exchange between Yue Guidong and Zhang Tiansheng, a gleam flashed in Huang Ansheng's eyes.

"Ahem, this magazine can be called an innovative work, a new milestone in the art world, not only combining stories and paintings, but also suitable for all ages, I think this new way of painting should be the next stage of our painting and calligraphy association needs strong support. ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, Huang Ansheng showed that he was very optimistic about the comics, which was completely contrary to his previous disdain after reading the magazine.

At this moment, Feng Yueyun, who had been targeting Huang Ansheng before, couldn't help but interrupt: "Acting President, I don't agree with your statement. ”

Hearing Feng Yueyun's tone accentuate when he said the word "agent", Huang Ansheng couldn't help frowning, but soon he let go of his frown, looked at Feng Yueyun with a smile and said, "Hehe, Old Feng, the purpose of us here today is to discuss and discuss, so if you have any ideas to say, please say it." ”

Looking at Huang Ansheng's polite appearance, Feng Yueyun still had an ugly face, only to hear him "hum" heavily, and then said: "Agent, president, I don't agree with what you said, now it's just a comic magazine, how can you say that this is a new milestone in the art world? And most of the painting skills in this magazine are very rough, not a masterpiece at all, you say that such a work is a milestone, I can't agree with it." ”

Seeing Feng Yueyun competing against each other, An Tianhu, who was sitting next to Huang Ansheng, couldn't help but stand up and said: "Elder Feng's words are wrong, after all, every cross-era milestone is rough from the beginning, but we must learn the essence from it and transform the essence to create a new milestone." ”

Qin Shanhai also stood up, "A little baby is a little baby, I have lived for more than 60 years, and every year it is called an innovative work, just like a carp crossing the river, but there are only a few that can be passed down to this day, that is, you say that it is a milestone or a milestone." ”

Seeing this, Zhao Qingguang, Beigong Yun, Chen Kaitian, Li Xuan and others also stood up one after another, joined in the heated discussion, and when they were excited, they even slapped the table hard, foaming at the mouth, and behaved like a high-ranking person should behave at all, like a shrew scolding the street.

Seeing the chaotic crowd, Zhao Siying shook her head, revealing a look of helplessness.

At this time, she also noticed another person in the audience who did not stand up and "discuss" fiercely.

"Elder Zhang, can you tell whose work this comic is, is it a new work of some people?"

Zhang Siying quietly came behind Zhang Tiansheng and asked with a magazine.

However, in the face of Zhang Siying's question, Zhang Tiansheng shook his head and pointed to the noisy crowd, "Hehe, Xiaoying, shouldn't you ask me?"

Seeing Zhang Lao's push, Zhang Siying suddenly frowned, half coquettish, half serious: "Zhang Lao, don't be perfunctory juniors, I really want to know." ”

"Oh well. Looking at Zhang Siying's serious look, Zhang Tiansheng nodded, "However, let's go to the side and talk about it." ”

At this time, looking at the noisy people, Zhang Siying couldn't help frowning and nodded, "It's okay." ”

Fortunately, Huang Ansheng and the others quarreled and did not notice the departure of Zhang Tiansheng and Zhang Siying.

After approaching the inner hall at the back of the hall, Zhang Siying hurriedly asked, "Elder Zhang, tell me quickly, can you recognize whose handwriting it is." ”

As she spoke, Zhang Siying anxiously put the magazine in her hand in front of Zhang Tiansheng.

"Hehe, Xiaoying, do you know that I must know the person who drew this comic?"

At this time, Zhang Tiansheng, who was sitting at the round table in the inner hall, looked unhurried.

However, compared with Zhang Tiansheng, Zhang Siying was extremely anxious, and seeing that Zhang Tiansheng didn't say anything, she couldn't help but hurriedly shake Zhang Tiansheng with her hand, "Elder Zhang, Grandpa Zhang, just tell Xiaoying, I beg you." ”

Zhang Tiansheng hurriedly begged for mercy: "Okay, okay, don't shake it anymore, you have to shake my old bones apart." ”

"Hee-hee, let's take a look. Seeing Zhang Tiansheng agree, Zhang Siying couldn't help but show an expression of successful tricks.

"Well, I'll see. ”

After agreeing to Zhang Siying, Zhang Tiansheng couldn't help but pick up the magazine on the desktop and read it again.

Fortunately, this time Zhang Tiansheng read it very quickly, and he went through the entire magazine in just a few minutes.

Zhang Tiansheng, who was reading, closed the magazine, and Zhang Siying couldn't help but hurriedly asked, "Grandpa Zhang, how is it, do you see it?"

As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Tiansheng expectantly.

But Zhang Tiansheng shook his head and said: "The four comics in this magazine were drawn by six different people, and the one "Naruto" collected the drawing skills of these six people, while the remaining "Oolong Temple", "Old Master" and "Ah Yuan" were written by two or three people. ”

"One of the best paintings is "Naruto", the painting technique is delicate, the composition between the characters and the scenery is just right, but it is far less than some famous works, and looking at the pictures he draws are full of tension, it can be seen that this author should be a boy in his 20s. ”

"However, this painter's painting skills are slightly lacking, and I can see that there are many inconsistencies in these paintings, which should be created by multiple people, but in general, the paintings painted by this painter are mainly based on this painting, and the others are constantly modifying on the basis of this painting, so in these paintings, you can also see the traces of the other five people. ”

Hearing Zhang Tiansheng's words, Zhang Siying couldn't help but pick up the magazine and look at it seriously.

But after a while, he looked puzzled, "Is it discordant?" ”

"Haha, Xiaoying, you must know that everyone is different, so the paintings are different, even if they look exactly the same, but the charm in the paintings is different because of the different painters. You haven't reached my current state yet, and when you do, you'll be able to see the disobedience. Zhang Tiansheng said with a smile.

But Zhang Siying didn't continue to ask about that realm, but looked frustrated, "Grandpa Zhang, you said that this magazine was drawn by six people with low painting skills, so it wasn't painted by everyone." ”

"Hehe, not necessarily. Zhang Tiansheng touched his chin and smiled.

"Ah, Grandpa Zhang, what do you mean?" Hearing Zhang Tiansheng say this, Zhang Siying was suddenly full of hope again.

"Hehe, although it was drawn by six young people, I can see from it that five of them are higher than or similar to the author of Naruto in terms of drawing skills, and the most important thing is that those five people are imitating the author of Naruto. Speaking of this, Zhang Tiansheng paused.

"However, the author of Naruto is not really the original creator, and although he draws well, I can tell that he has only learned how to draw manga in the last 3 months. ”

"Then you mean that this author also learned how to draw comics from others?" Hearing this, Zhang Siying also understood what Zhang Tiansheng meant.

"Yes, this is the first time that this author's cartoon has appeared, but I can tell that he is very unfamiliar with this method of drawing, and he is not able to do it with ease, and the twists and turns in many places are very stiff, not at all like the creator. Zhang Tiansheng said.

"Then can you tell who this creator is?" Zhang Siying looked at Zhang Tiansheng.

"Hey~~, this kind of painting is just like Huang Ansheng said, it is a milestone painting method, as far as I know, there is no one in the world who can do this step. Shaking his head, Zhang Tiansheng sighed deeply, finally looked at Zhang Siying, and said with a smile: "However, you are very promising." ”

"Oh, Grandpa Zhang, don't be joking, seriously. Although she was praised by Zhang Tiansheng, Zhang Siying was not happy at all, but pouted, if anyone else saw it, she would definitely be cute, but unfortunately what she saw now was Zhang Tiansheng.

Therefore, Zhang Tiansheng just smiled, "Maybe, that person is also possible." ”

"That person?" Zhang Siying frowned, "Could it be that you are talking about, Ren, Ren Wu?"