"The quality of your painting is too low to be seen. Yang Fan's voice continued to echo in the hall, ringing in the ears of the crowd, and could not be dispersed for a long time.

Zeng Qinghai, that is the top master of Chinese painting in China, his works have been auctioned for a sky-high price of 300 million, this kind of price, not only refreshed the price record of Zeng Qinghai's personal works, but also refreshed the price record of works in the contemporary Chinese painting industry in China!

is such a master of Chinese painting, but Yang Fan said that the water quality of his painting is too low, which naturally caused the crowd to sigh.

"What's the matter with this young man, he really thinks that he can guide the country by collecting a picture of a lady?"

"This young man is stupid, right?

……

The crowd looked at Yang Fan with disdain and sneered.

Zeng Qinghai frowned even more, looking at Yang Fan with unkind eyes, he just wanted to embarrass Yang Fan, but he never expected that Yang Fan would be so open-mouthed, and said on the spot that his painting level was low.

However, Zeng Qinghai knew very well in his heart that what Yang Fan said was not all wrong.

Although Zeng Qinghai is regarded as the master of Chinese painting in China, his painting skills are really not top-notch, Zeng Qinghai is good at artistic conception, the kind of artistic conception that can make people immersive.

And Zeng Qinghai also relied on these advantages to become a master of Chinese painting in China!

"Yang Fan, you just said that I painted the bottom of the water, which means that you are very good at painting, why don't you paint a picture, let us all see your water?" Zeng Qinghai raised the corners of his mouth, and looked at Yang Fan playfully, he was a dignified master of Chinese painting, but he was said by a junior that the water quality was too low, and he naturally held back a breath of anger in his heart.

"That's it, you said that Zeng Lao's water quality is low, and you have the ability to paint one yourself. ”

"It's ridiculous, who wouldn't say that you have the ability to paint it yourself. ”

……

The crowd was upset for Zeng Qinghai and attacked Yang Fan.

Yang Fan frowned, dragged his chin and thought about it, then nodded and said, "It's okay, I haven't painted for a long time, so let's create one today." ”

As he spoke, Yang Fan walked directly to the table with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Yang Fan looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, and his mind couldn't help but fall into memories.

At the beginning, Yang Fan was in charge of the huge underworld, not only discussed some details of painting with Tang Yin, Wu Daozi and others, but also completed the painting together with Gu Kaizhi.

Shaking his head, Yang Fan didn't think much about it, picked up the brush on the table, and slowly fell towards the rice paper.

Seeing this, the crowd shook their heads and sighed lightly, they originally just wanted to extinguish Yang Fan's arrogance, but they didn't expect Yang Fan to be so ignorant, he really stepped forward and picked up the brush to prepare to paint.

Even if Yang Fan was born and began to learn painting, now he has only studied for more than ten years, even if Yang Fan is talented, a thousand miles a day, but how can it be compared to the master of Chinese painting who has been focusing on this for more than 50 years, Zeng Qinghai.

On the side, Chen Linxin sneered, while Tie Shishi, Ding Xiaoxiao, Ding Yuan and others were full of worries.

However, before the crowd could think about it, the brush in Yang Fan's hand had already fallen and danced rapidly on the rice paper.

Brush!

Yang Fan paints very quickly, almost in one go.

Yang Fan's pen strokes wandered away, a lonely boat, an old man, and the green mountains and flowing water in the distance slowly emerged.

"This ...... Isn't this the scene that Zeng Lao painted before?!"

"It's exactly the same as Zeng Lao's painting...... No, he draws better than Zeng Lao. ”

"Oh my God, this ...... This is really a second kill! He really paints better than Zeng Lao. ”

……

The crowd's eyes rolled on, staring at Yang Fan's paintings.

The scenery painted by Yang Fan is exactly the same as that painted by Zeng Lao, but Yang Fan's painting is more delicate, and even the fluttering smoke and dust and the fish under the water, Yang Fan has carefully embellished them with brush and ink, which is immersive.

"Tang Yin's painting style, Wu Daozi's painting style, Gu Kaizhi's painting style......" Zeng Qingshan squinted his eyes, bowed his body, and carefully looked at Yang Fan's paintings.

Zeng Qingshan swept it away, and found that the simple painting in front of Yang Fan actually contained the painting style of several famous Chinese artists.

However, these styles complement each other to create a new style of painting that is fascinating!

"This ...... How is this possible?!How can you, a teenage doll, paint such amazing works and have such a mature painting style!" Zeng Qinghai's cloudy eyes widened, staring at Yang Fan in disbelief.

Zeng Qinghai has been practicing Chinese painting for many years, and naturally knows the sourness of each center and the difficulties in it, if you want to achieve Yang Fan's current water quality, if there is no sixty or seventy years of tempering, it is absolutely impossible.

But Yang Fan is clearly just a teenager under the age of twenty!

"It's so good, it's so good!" At this time, Ding Yuan, who was in a wheelchair, took a deep breath and finally said a word.

As the principal of Zhujiang No. 1 Middle School, Ding Yuan has been in the education world for many years, and has a special preference for calligraphy and painting.

Ding Yuan can see at a glance that Yang Fan's paintings are very perfect, and their value is definitely not lower than the "Lady Picture" in his hand.

Even, now Ding Yuan has an urge to exchange "Lady Picture" for Yang Fan's paintings!

"How could he draw so well......" On the side, Chen Linxin's lips squirmed, and he subconsciously said.

"His painting quality is really higher than Zeng Lao's. ”

He ...... What he said turned out to be true. ”

……

In the hall, the crowd whispered, looking at Yang Fan's gaze was also a little solemn, just now, Yang Fan threatened that Zeng Qingshan's paintings were of low quality, and the crowd only regarded them as jokes, but at this moment, the crowd was in awe and respect Yang Fan.

The crowd now understands that Yang Fan is really not just talking, but has real skills.

Yang ...... Teacher Yang, can you give me this painting?" At this time, Ye Zhijie pushed Ding Yuan and walked towards Yang Fan.

Ding Yuan's eyes flashed with fine light, and his eyes stared at the painting in front of Yang Fan.

Ding Yuan likes Yang Fan's paintings from the bottom of his heart, otherwise, Ding Yuan would not have been cheeky enough to come forward to ask for Yang Fan's paintings.

Yang Fan nodded and said, "You can take it." ”

This painting was originally painted by Yang Fan, and it was not of much use to Yang Fan to take it, and it would be fine to give it to Ding Yuan.

However, Zeng Qingshan on the side trembled slightly, his eyes were red, and he looked at Ding Yuan with jealousy.

Whether it is "Lady Picture" or Yang Fan's paintings, they are all priceless treasures, but these two are all included in Langzhong by Ding Yuan, which naturally makes Zeng Qingshan envious.

Zeng Qingshan gritted his teeth, bowed down, and said carefully: "Teacher Yang, please give me a piece of work." ”

In the fifth shift, all the six watches owed before will be made up, and then there will be a wave of outbreaks......

(End of chapter)