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Not to mention Song Yanzhi, even the old Henry was angry with Tang Yan's extremely irresponsible words, even Westerners, especially old men in the West, are actually far more tolerant than Easterners in many things.

In Henry Sr.'s view, painting is undoubtedly a very serious matter, and it is by no means said that you can paint with a brush, but you need to be in a good state of mind, environment and many conditions to paint a good work. Even if it is an ordinary study, at least there must be a serious treatment, and painting in a restaurant is already a kind of desecration of painting in any case.

"I'm starting to hate you, young man!" Old Henry's words were also very direct, but Tang Yan looked at his watch impatiently and said, "Your bottle of wine is normally about thirty-five to forty minutes to decant wine, which means that our dishes can only be served at this time." That's almost enough time, hey, old man, you're not going to tell me you don't have a paintbrush here, are you? ”

Old Henry was definitely angry with Tang Yan, Huo Di stood up and left without saying a word. That is, in about three minutes, old Henry came back with a man carrying a drawing board, on which the canvas was already nailed, and he himself held a small bucket with a paintbrush, and another person with a complete set of pen, ink, paper, and inkstone in his hand.

"Your Chinese paintings, or our oil paintings, you pick one!" Old Henry did not deliberately embarrass Tang Yan because of his rudeness, and the production of an oil painting often takes more than a day, and it is almost impossible to complete it in half an hour. It's a Chinese painting. With this kind of ink painting alone, it is still possible to achieve it in just 20 minutes. Of course. The quality of such paintings is often not very good, because a real painter often has several days or at least hours of time before the preparation and composition in his mind.

Who knew that Tang Yan looked at his watch very arrogantly and said, "There is still such a long time, so let's have one each!" ”

This sentence, the big tone almost didn't make the old Henry directly angry cerebral hemorrhage, and Song Yanzhi also regretted it. Knowing that Tang Yan has such a character, how can he bring him here? In fact, Tang Yan said that she would paint a picture in half an hour, and she still believed it, because she had seen Tang Yan's skills in her home, and said that as long as he painted the level of that day, it would actually be shocking enough. Who would have thought that Tang Yan would boast that Haikou would ask for a Chinese painting and an oil painting.

Tang Yan just said to do it, after opening the drawing board. Over there, he turned his head and instructed Song Yanzhi: "You polish the ink for me first, and I'll do an oil painting first!" With that, he picked up a piece of charcoal and began to sketch it on the white canvas.

The movement here had already attracted the attention of the entire restaurant, and everyone stopped the knives, forks and cups in their hands and looked at this side together. When they saw Tang Yan start to sketch lines with charcoal, some people even stood up and poked their heads out to look at this side.

Three times five divided by two, a simple outline had already appeared on the drawing board, and then Tang Yan grabbed the brush and poured oil paint on it without thinking. began to be painted on canvas. In some places, it is even more simple to grab the oil paint with your hands and apply it to it. Although most of the people present actually had little research on painting, and they may have never seen the process of painting in their lives, Tang Yan's drastic depiction still made them feel very beautiful.

This is also expected, Tang Yan's figure is already excellent, and he has a very good kung fu, and there are traces of kung fu between his gestures. Even if you are painting, that figure is very eye-catching.

Old Henry looked at Tang Yan's depiction on the canvas, the expression on his face gradually changed from anger to disdain, in his opinion, Tang Yan's simple lines are not enough to carry any atmospheric paintings, unless it is intended to graffiti, or a pure abstract work of ultra-modernism, otherwise, this is a very irresponsible attitude towards painting.

"Hair dryer! Or a dryer! Tang Yan quickly completed half of the work in a big way, oil painting is an art, many times need to use the three-dimensional sense of oil paint superimposed as a means, and it will definitely take a long time to wait for the ink to dry naturally, Tang Yan obviously does not have that time to wait now.

Fortunately, there was already a hair dryer in Old Henry's restaurant, and after quickly bringing it over, Tang Yan also happened to put down the paintbrush.

Watching Tang Yan blow the oil paint on the canvas with a hair dryer, the whole painting basically took shape, the disdain on Old Henry's face slowly disappeared, and the rest was surprise. No matter how Tang Yan finally finished, at least until now, the standard that Tang Yan has shown is quite high. Moreover, old Henry seemed to see that the painting that Tang Yan was painting now was his own work hanging at the door of the restaurant. Old Henry almost wondered if Tang Yan liked his works very much, he had seen it many times, and today he deliberately showed his level here.

But old Henry himself knew very well that it was impossible, because even if it was true, Tang Yan had no reason to see this painting. This painting was completed by Henry Sr. for less than half a month, and it was hung in the dining room less than a week ago, and Tang Yan, even if he was an admirer, could only have seen his other works.

After drying the oil paint, Tang Yan began to write again, and after twenty minutes passed, the whole painting was basically completed.

Tang Yan took a fountain pen, signed his name in the lower left corner of the drawing, and then threw the pen directly into the pen holder, steady and accurate.

"Song Yanzhi, is your ink polished ready?" Tang Yan asked loudly.

Song Yanzhi nodded, "Okay", although she didn't see the painting painted by Tang Yan, because the drawing board was always facing her from the back, but from the expression of the old Henry, Song Yanzhi knew that Tang Yan once again gave an amazing result, even if this painting is not the unity of heaven and man, it is definitely a rare masterpiece, otherwise with the old Henry's appreciation ability, it is impossible to be so dumbfounded.

Tang Yan didn't say a word, picked up the wine decanter with one hand, and directly covered the corners of the tablecloth on the table where he was sitting with the other hand, and the things on the table were naturally rolled in. Tang Yan threw the tablecloth and the contents aside, spread the drawing paper on the table, picked up a brush, licked it full, and directly aimed the bottle mouth of the wine decanter at his mouth, and poured out a little red wine......

"Mortals, tremble!"

Hearing this, Song Yanzhi almost fell down.

Originally, Tang Yan really did enough posture just now, and he really made it like a hidden master, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Nima, the Internet language came out, what kind of thing did this kid want?

Seeing that Tang Yan began to splash ink, Song Yanzhi had the heart to continue reading, but she wanted to know why Old Henry was shocked when she saw Tang Yan's oil painting, and she was a little undecided.

At this time, one of the several guests who had gathered suddenly exclaimed, "Isn't this the painting hanging at the door?" This is too similar, how can the similarity be so high? ”

As soon as he said this, the crowd soon became in an uproar, and the guests who could afford to spend this money to eat in this kind of restaurant, even if they were vassals and elegant, had more or less little understanding of the art of painting, at least the level of appreciation was not bad. Many people thought this painting was very familiar before, but after being reminded, they suddenly woke up, isn't this the painting on the wall at the door?

Immediately, everyone completely put down their food and gathered around.

Song Yanzhi, on the other hand, walked over quickly, carefully examined the painting, and showed a strong sense of shock on his face.

Old Henry hadn't come to his senses yet, and muttered, "How is that possible? It's impossible! "He was frightened by Tang Yan, his painting took three days to paint, and Tang Yan, Nima, did it really take 20 minutes to paint? Do you want that? It's flawless! If you do this, you will make the painters all over the world have no jobs!

Tang Yan was still waving over there, and he didn't care about the situation here, but Tang Yan did draw too fast, that is, about ten minutes, and threw the brush directly on the floor!

"Come and see, old man!" Tang Yan glanced at his watch very proudly, the time was just right, it only took less than thirty-five minutes in total!

After speaking, Tang Yan poured the wine decanter into his mouth again, and he drank a total of two sips, and the bottle of red wine had already been drunk by him.

Wiping the wine stains on the corner of his mouth, Tang Yan seemed to be unsatisfied and said: "This wine is really delicious!" ”

And old Henry, standing in front of the ink painting painted by Tang Yan, was even more stunned, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

What Tang Yan painted just now is a painting of Wu Daozi's "Zhong Kui Catching Ghosts", this painting has long been lost, and some are only copies of later generations. And Tang Yan's painting, obviously, is definitely of high quality among so many copies. Ordinary people may not be able to see it, but an old man like Old Henry, who has been working on painting all his life and is still a good friend of Song Yixuan, a native of the Republic, it is absolutely impossible not to see the level contained in Tang Yan's painting.

"This is what you painted? That's impossible! Old Henry once again uttered the impossible, in his opinion, it was unrealistic to paint so high in the first place, and besides, this painting was actually painted in a little more than ten minutes? If it's true, is Tang Yan still called a person?

"Alright, old man, you have to believe that there are transcendent beings in this world, I said that I am not a genius, do you think that is a word of self-humility? I just don't want to be in the same league as those ordinary people! Alas, now shocked, right? In such a thing as art, talent is more than 10,000 times more important than hard work! Tremble, mortal! ”

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