Chapter 432: The Four Judges Lost Their Horses

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From the attitudes of Weng Yanling and Sun Guangshao, Zhou Dingcheng saw the thoughts of these two people, and also understood his weak situation, of course, he didn't know the dispute between these two and Zuo Ling. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zuo Ling has been staring at these two old guys from a distance, she understands that it is impossible to make them completely against their wishes and win, she just wants to lose a little face, that is, like Weng Yanling promised, although she loses, she can be more decent than winning, how can this be done, she doesn't know, but she believes that they will be able to do it.

People are old and sophisticated, they have crossed more bridges than ordinary people walk, and they have adopted methods that others can never imagine, and when you find out, everything has become a fact, and this fact can be justified.

At this time, on the contrary, he calmed down, he didn't see the whole of this painting, but he understood the body language of the four judges, that is to say, the realm of the whole painting together is not much higher than half a painting, it is basically the same, so he still has the possibility of fighting.

Someone may have said, isn't this nonsense, can a whole painting be different from half a picture?

In fact, it is really possible to be different, and it is very different, such as calligraphy works, looking at the part and the whole, the difference will be very large, not to mention painting. Looking at a painting is like looking at a person, you only see half of a person, is it the same as seeing all of a person?

There are many people who have been on this, looking at a person behind the beautiful person, and then quickly running to the front to see, but after seeing it, running faster than a rabbit, this is the difference between the part and the whole.

As far as calligraphy and painting are concerned, the control of the whole work mainly represents the high and low realm. Ordinary painters do not involve the question of realm, compared with a painter of Tang Bohu's level, it is mainly the realm.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, open the painting." Zhou Dingcheng is impatient, and now he can only open the painting to see the real chapter, even if he loses, he has to hear a loud noise.

"Two brothers, it's your turn."

Weng and Sun gave up the place and asked Zhou Dingcheng and Shen Boyong to open the seal.

Zhou Dingcheng and Shen Boyong didn't say anything, one stood aside and began to uncover the sealed painting.

When the seal was lifted, Zhou Dingcheng's hands trembled a little, he really didn't want to see the moment when he was judged to lose, but now it seems that it is impossible to escape this ending. As the saying goes, an ugly daughter-in-law always wants to see her in-laws.

Shen Boyong smiled, of course he understood Zhou Dingcheng's thoughts, just like he was willing to stand on Tang Bohu's side, everyone has a position, pure fairness and selflessness are still possible for the ancients, and for today's people, especially those who have emotional ties with themselves, it does not exist.

Shen Boyong is the most admired Tang Bohu Wuzhong master, even Tang Bohu's calligraphy was criticized for being too soft, he thinks that it is a kind of charm, speaking of which, Dong Qichang's penmanship at the end of the Ming Dynasty is also soft, but it does not affect him to become the late Ming Dynasty to overwhelm the four seas of the painting and calligraphy master, "History of the Ming Dynasty" said that he tablet plate according to the four descendants, many overseas countries have sent envoys to buy his calligraphy and painting works, reputation throughout Asia.

If China's military strength at that time could be the same as Dong Qichang's calligraphy and painting, Asia should be unified at that time, and it is estimated that even the great voyage can be packaged, and the entire history of mankind will change, but it is a pity that art and military power cannot be equated.

By the way, the calligraphy of Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty was studied by Dong Qichang, and the calligraphy of Emperor Qianlong was studied by Zhao Mengfu.

After the scroll was opened, the eyes of the four judges lit up, and they nodded in approval, once they appreciated, they were in an absolutely positionless perspective, just pure appreciation.

"It's really good, to draw such a good picture at such a young age, a genius among geniuses!" Weng Yanling said approvingly.

Although he only admired it for a moment, he had already come to the impression that the painting was still slightly inferior, and this impression was basically a judgment. The so-called genius among geniuses is paving the way for the situation, he promised Zuo Ling to make the loss more decent, and now he is starting to fulfill his promise.

"Well, Brother Weng's words are reasonable, if you take into account the age and painting skills, and you are really evenly matched with Bohu, or even surpassed." Sun Guangshao responded.

Zhou Dingcheng hit the snake with the stick and said with a smile: "Why don't we use this method to evaluate this time?" โ€

The moment he saw the scroll, he was also amazed, but in the end, he still had to admit that his painting skills were slightly inferior.

Hearing Weng Yanling and Sun Guangshao's statement of appreciating paintings in combination with age, he immediately found an entry point, if he really wants to evaluate it like this, at least he won't lose, if a year's skill is counted as one point, and he will win.

Of course, he can't hope to win now, and if he doesn't lose, he wins.

"How can this work, comparing paintings is comparing paintings, how to add age? If that's the case, a three-year-old can scribble indiscriminately to compete, and if you add your age, it's a mess. How is this age scored and calculated? โ€

Shen Boyong immediately retorted, wondering in his heart, why did these two old guys suddenly turn back?

"Xiao Shen, you're too worried, I didn't say I really wanted to do this, this is what Ding Cheng said, you have to object to him."

Of course, Weng Yanling refused to take the blame, and immediately threw it to Zhou Dingcheng, which means that if you want to do this, you can carry the black pot.

"Lord Zhou, do you really want to do this?" Shen Boyong asked with a tiger face.

"This ...... Of course, I just said it casually, what the old-timers said, our younger generations also have to respect and love the old. โ€

Zhou Dingcheng said vaguely, but he refused to deny it completely, which meant that if Weng Yanling agreed, he would carry this black pot in the name of respecting the elderly.

"Don't think about it, this time it's just about painting as the only consideration, and not mixing anything else." Weng Yanling saw through Zhou Dingcheng's mind and immediately sealed his mouth.

"It should be done." Sun Guangshao also said.

"Yes, if you don't do this, you can't be fair and just, and that's not an evaluation, it's an insult to art." When Shen Boyong heard the two old men say this, he was even more indignant, and he wanted to shout with his fists.

"Okay, I don't have any disagreement." Zhou Dingcheng is one to three, so naturally he only has to obey.

"And what's the outcome?" Shen Boyong asked.

"The result? I haven't seen a meridian yet, so it's too early to talk about the results. "Zhou Dingcheng is on fire, Shen Boyong is a little embarrassed, he really thinks he is a bully.

"Ding Cheng is right, let's not quarrel, let's appreciate the paintings, after appreciating them, we will put the two paintings together for scoring and judging." Weng Yanling said.

"That's what I meant, I was wrong." Shen Boyong hurriedly changed his words.

The four of them reached an agreement and began to carefully appreciate it again, from the overall style, the local painting techniques, to the brushwork of each line.

"It's a pity, the technique is more than novel, and the skill is still lacking." Shen Boyong pretended to regret.

Moreover, this time he inadvertently fused oil painting with Chinese painting, which looked like an impressionist painting style, but he followed a purely classical path in brushwork, which really confused the four of them.

"Isn't the novelty of the technique also a kind of transcendence from the fence? At the same time, this is also a manifestation of a breakthrough in the realm. Zhou Dingcheng naturally did not hesitate to praise him.

"That's true, but it also depends on whether this novelty is mature to determine whether it is superior." Weng Yanling said.

Zhou Dingcheng felt this bitterness in his heart, this article on reversing the case was really difficult to do, and it gave him a big problem.

In fact, he never asked him to favor himself at all, and he didn't have any thoughts, this was just what Zhou Dingcheng thought in his heart.

Sun Guangshao looked at it carefully for a while, and said with a smile: "If you look at it from the realm alone, besides, it's really not too much, in my opinion, his weakness is still the lack of skill in painting." โ€

Zhou Dingcheng said with a smile: "If you talk about skill, Bohu has the same problem, you look at the few strokes of this fold, it is obviously a failure." โ€

He pointed to a place drawn by Tang Bohu to show them.

"You're nitpicking on the inside of an egg." Shen Boyong said angrily.

Tang Bohu stimulates the potential to seek breakthroughs, and indeed achieves this goal, but there are inevitably unstable places in the brushwork, just like playing basketball, in the fierce collision and competition, the movements are out of shape, and the standard movements cannot be achieved. If this kind of distortion can be said to be an aesthetic progress, it is obviously a failure in specific calligraphy and painting works.

"Aren't you talking about power? Is this failure a sign of lack of skill? How do you say I'm picking bones in eggs? Otherwise, let's let Bohu come up and let him talk about it himself. "Zhou Dingcheng is really on fire.

"Don't make any noise, let's push it out together, don't let so many people down, and don't let people see jokes, okay?" Sun Guangshao hurriedly said.

The situation immediately froze, and the painting does look slightly inferior, but if the realm is not weak, the skill is poor, but Tang Bohu's painting is not perfect, or it can also be said that the perfect work does not exist in the world at all.

Wang Xizhi's "Orchid Pavilion Preface" is called a masterpiece, but there are miswritten words in it and then erased, no one in later generations criticizes this, on the contrary, this "fireworks" increase the life atmosphere of the work, but it is also a part of the divine product, more distinctive, closer to perfection.

This is also the difficulty in the evaluation of calligraphy and painting art, there is no fixed and accurate scoring system, although there are realms, painting skills, brushwork and other standards that can be considered, in the end it is still necessary to judge according to the overall evaluation, how to score this score together, it is almost an unsolvable problem.

At this time, besides, he came uninvited, walked over to give a salute first, and then said with a smile: "Please forgive the boy for being rude, but the paintings of the boys by several masters are not completely unpacked, how can this be evaluated." โ€

"What, incomplete dismantling?"

The four of them were stunned, looking at the painting, they had already uncovered the canvas, how could they still say that the opening was not complete?

Sweat. Great Khan.

In March, the climate in Suzhou is still a little cool, and these four people can't stop sweating on their heads.

is also an authoritative connoisseur, and he hasn't even opened the scroll completely. A lifetime of reputation can be ruined. What is this called, it is nice to call the horse stumbling in the front hooves, and it is difficult to hear it is called capsizing in the gutter.

Anyway, it's a big mess.