Chapter 145 - Painting the Moonlight
Those present directly began to write and paint, all of them were famous calligraphers and painters in the world. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoA calligraphy and painting are sent to the auction house, and they all start at a price of one million.
And today is Boss Xu's birthday, everyone painted on the spot, and after a few decades, it will also be a good story. It is estimated that by then, the price of this painting and calligraphy work will double again.
Zhai Nan got the skills of a master of calligraphy and painting, but compared with a few people, the level of the wheel must be 108,000 miles behind. What's more, those who can be friends with Xu Lao, how can there be young people, all of them are seniors who have studied calligraphy and painting for decades, and the paintings are definitely not comparable to ordinary people.
But just now, because Zhai Nan didn't bring a birthday gift, Xu Lao was slapped in the face, and Zhai Nan was not happy in his heart, and he always wanted to get Xu Lao back this face.
It's just that the skill level of Zhai Nan, a master of Chinese painting, must not be comparable to these old-timers. Even if I went up and drew a picture, it would be a shame.
However, Zhai Nan's skills are not enough, but he can use a puppet to make up!
Zhai Nan's previous Chinese painting masters, Zhang Daqian, Xu Beihong, Qi Baishi, no matter the level of that person, are higher than the level of this Lei Lao.
It's just that the people who paint now are all seniors in the calligraphy and painting industry, and in terms of seniority, Zhai Nan is not qualified to paint.
Just when Zhai Nan was pondering this matter, Lei Lao suddenly said to Old Man Xu: "Brother Xu, I have a little apprentice here, who has just come back from abroad and has studied foreign oil painting for several years. I just returned to China the day before yesterday, and I didn't prepare any birthday gifts for you, so I asked him to paint a picture for you on the spot, do you think it's okay? ā
Xu Lao's eyes lit up suddenly, and he hurriedly said, "Okay, why can't this work." Come, set up another table, and let the juniors draw two pictures for my old man. ā
As soon as Xu Lao said this, the disciples of several other masters couldn't bear it anymore.
A table of the older generation here, and a table of the juniors over there, all began to move their brushes.
Seeing this, Zhai Nan almost didn't go straight up and kissed Old Man Lei.
Zhai Nan was worried about how to go up, and drew a picture for Old Man Xu, but it happened that Lei Lao asked his disciple to come up.
Zhai Nan's restless heart couldn't bear it anymore, so he immediately stepped forward and said to Xu Lao: "Master, I also learned Chinese painting when I was a child, or I'll draw one for you and give you a birthday gift, do you think it's okay?" ā
Xu Lao looked at Zhai Nan worriedly, although Lei Lao said that his disciple was a little apprentice, but this was also relative. Compared with the group of old-timers, the thirties and forties are all hairy children.
Lei Lao said that he was a little apprentice, but in fact, he was in his forties, and he was almost the same as being Zhai Nan's father. However, Zhai Nan's generation is high, so it stands to reason that he can also mix with them.
But at Zhai Nan's level, Xu Lao really doesn't know. If Zhai Nanzhen drew well, it could be regarded as giving Old Xu a long face. But if Zhai Nan doesn't draw well, it will be a big shame.
Xu Lao hesitated for a moment and asked; "Can you do it? If you can't, don't do it! The paintings here are all at the first-class level in China. Even the little kids over there are all representatives of young painters of modern Chinese painting. If you've been studying for two years as a child, don't go up and play around. ā
Zhai Nan also grinned and said, "Master, you look down on your apprentice like this? ā
Xu Lao was stunned for a moment, "Have you really studied?" ā
Zhai Nan smiled: "Does the Children's Palace count?" ā
Xu Laoyi waved his hand, "Get out of the way and play." ā
Zhai Nan hurriedly said: "Don't, I'm serious, I promise not to embarrass you, okay?" ā
Seeing this, Old Man Lei said with a smile: "Xiao Nan has a heart, don't care if it's good or not, it's done." ā
This old man Lei also thinks that Zhai Nan's painting may not be very good, even if the painting is good, it may not be comparable to this group of juniors. On the junior's side, to say the least, they have been studying for more than ten years, and they are definitely not comparable to ordinary people.
However, seeing that Zhai Nan is so enthusiastic, it is estimated that there are also two brushes. When the time comes, Lei Lao and these people will help to tout two more sentences, even if it is an average painting by Zhai Nan, no one dares to find fault directly.
Xu Lao glanced at Lei Lao, knowing that with his old friend, nothing big could happen, so he said to Zhai Nan: "Yes, then you can go over and paint." ā
Zhai Nan immediately smiled and said, "Then you can look at it when you are old." With that, Zhai Nan came to the junior's table.
It's a table, but it's a big table of five or six tables, enough for seven or eight people to paint together.
Zhai Nan picked an open space and squeezed it directly.
Everyone looked at Zhai Nan coming over, and they were all interested. Those who dare to paint at this time don't have real skills, so it's no different from looking for death.
In the past, there were Lei Lao and other older generations of pearls and jade, and then there were the leaders of the younger generation turning the waves. Zhai Nan is here to stop, a proper layman!
These people present, whether they wanted to see the excitement, were worried, or were ready to make trouble, they all immediately came together.
Zhai Nan's second senior brother also learned to paint, but he never dared to make a move, because he knew what level he was, and he would definitely not be able to compare with the group calligraphy and painting association.
And now watching Zhai Nan make a move, I thought that Zhai Nan was young and vigorous, and he wanted to get back the field he had just lost. He was also worried in his heart, so he leaned over and asked, "Little junior brother, are you okay?" ā
Zhai Nan replied, "Second Senior Brother, don't worry. If I can't draw well, can't I draw badly? If it doesn't work, I'll just blacken it all and leave a white dot. ā
The second senior brother was stunned for a moment, "What does this mean?" ā
Zhai Nan smiled: "I just said that I painted a moon." ā
When the second senior brother heard this, he also laughed angrily, "You stinky boy, don't mess around!" ā
Zhai Nan also smiled and joked with you, "I'm sure I won't mess around, come, don't be idle, help me turn this ink away." ā
The second senior brother sighed helplessly, but his hands were not idle, and he began to help Zhai Nan adjust the ink.
Zhai Nan spread out the drawing paper, picked up the brush, took a deep breath, quietly took out the possessed puppet, and began to think about it in his heart.
Among Qi Baishi's paintings, the most famous are fish, shrimp, flowers and birds. Xu Beihong is most famous for his horses. Among Zhang Daqian's paintings, the most famous are landscape paintings.
These three masters are all world-renowned painting masters in Zhai Nan's previous life, and no matter which one of them is possessed, they can sweep everyone present.
And now Zhai Nan is most worried, who should he choose?
Just when Zhai Nan was worried, the second senior brother nudged it and asked, "What do you think?" You're painting! ā
Zhai Nan glanced at the second senior brother and asked in a low voice, "What is the master's favorite painting?" ā
The second senior brother thought for a while and said, "Shanshui." The master ran to many places with the troupe in his early years, but now that he is older, he can't go to those famous mountains and rivers, so his favorite in these years is landscape painting. ā
Zhai Nan nodded slightly, now he finally has a score in his heart, holding the possessed puppet, and directly opening Daqian's upper body.
Zhang Daqian combines work and writing, and what he is best at is splashing ink and color. In his later years, the masterpiece "Peach Garden" was auctioned at a sky-high price of nearly 300 million, and it was this "Peach Spring" that Zhai Nan wanted to paint.
The second senior brother next to him was also taken aback when he saw Zhai Nan's bold brushwork and thick brushwork, and couldn't help asking, "Don't you really plan to paint the moonlight?" (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )