Fortunately, Wang Guan is also a person who has experienced a big scene, and he will not be stage frightened at such a moment, and even turn passive into active, and hurriedly presented a gift, a little embarrassed: "I came in a hurry, so I prepared a thin gift for Grandpa Pei, I hope you like it.\\"

As he spoke, Wang Guan gently rested the scroll in his hand on the table.

"Well, you're welcome." Grandpa Bei nodded lightly, he has been a patriarch for decades, and his authority is very heavy, and his words and deeds are overwhelming pressure.

Of course, it is undeniable that most of it is Wang Guan's psychological effect, putting pressure on himself.

"You ......" At the same time, Mother of Pearl's gaze was like a torch, piercing like a sword: "What's your name, how many years have you known Xiaoye?" Why haven't I heard her mention you before? ”

"Mom, he's ......"

"I didn't ask you, let him say it himself."

Baye was about to explain, but the mother of pearl stared back.

"They are college classmates and have known each other for a long time."

However, the fritillary can block one, but not the other. An Huanqing, who was sitting next to her, didn't seem to see Mother Pearl's face, and said to herself: "You also know what happened after that, and after a long time, you naturally fell in love." It's normal that you haven't heard of it, because they broke up after graduation. ”

"Boom!"

Another bomb exploded, blowing everyone up, and even the parties Wang Guan and Baye were dumbfounded.

"Hee-hee, but as the saying goes, there is a fate to meet thousands of miles away."

An Huanqing enjoyed the feeling of making up the story, and immediately came back before Baye's mother asked: "Auntie, you should know that we went on a trip a few months ago. Speaking of fate, Wang Guan works in the porcelain capital, and his family lives in Jiangzhou, and we met him when we passed through Yaoli. ”

"You don't know the situation that day, as soon as the two of them met, it was thunderous...... Woooooo ”

found that An Huanqing became more and more unreliable. Baye, who blushed prettyly, simply covered her little mouth, lest she talk too much and easily flash her tongue.

However, it was precisely because of this that the atmosphere in the hall fell into embarrassment again, and even the mother didn't dare to ask more. lest she know something that makes her very troubled.

"Ahem!"

Fortunately. The old man was well-informed and found that the situation was wrong, so he immediately changed the topic, pointed to the scroll on the table and said, "This is calligraphy and painting?" Open it up and take a look. ”

In order to resolve the embarrassment, the mother of pearl naturally cooperated, removed the teacup on the table, and wiped the table clean.

"When we were visiting Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou, we saw a very good picture, and I heard that you appreciate Chinese calligraphy and painting. So I bought it......"

At this time, Wang Guan explained, while untying the scroll tie, slowly spreading out the picture, and placing it in front of Grandpa Pei.

"Huh?"

Looking at the picture, Grandpa Pei's heart moved. However, he didn't show it, just nodded and said, "The painting is average, how much did you collect it?" ”

If it were a normal situation, hearing such an evaluation, the average person would definitely say that it didn't cost much. However, at this time, Wang Guan was very abnormal, and said solemnly: "The buyer offered 20,000 yuan." After I bargained with him, I cut down 5,000, and I bought it for 15,000, which is also a big bargain for me. ”

"Cheap? I think it's a big loss. ”

At this time. Solo Fei, who had been silent, finally spoke, with a bit of sharp thorns in his tone: "Let's not talk about the amount of money, just whether this painting is worth the price." No matter how I look at it, you look like you've been deceived. ”

"Really?"

Wang Guan turned his head to look at Shan Fei and said with a smile: "You seem to be a returnee, and you also have research on traditional Chinese calligraphy and painting?" ”

"You're not right."

Shan Fei frowned and said, "It seems that our overseas students are not patriotic." In fact, we are in a foreign country, and we have experienced the differences between Eastern and Western cultures, and we miss our motherland more than anyone else. ”

"So when we have free time, we often go to some of our own countries. Personally, I like art, and there are often Chinese dramas and musicals in foreign cities, including Kunqu opera, art exhibitions and other performances and exhibitions. ”

Shan Fei smiled: "For example, last year, there were exhibitions of Zhang Daqian, Pan Tianshou, and Zao Wou-Ki. I've seen a lot, and I've learned a little bit about it. ”

"Don't forget your roots, it's good."

Grandpa Pei nodded lightly and said approvingly: "I once heard that some young people always think that traditional calligraphy and painting are not as good as Western oil paintings. Because the colors of oil paintings are bright and gorgeous, giving people a strong intuitive feeling, while Chinese ink calligraphy and painting are too light, like boiled water without taste. ”

"Whenever I hear these remarks, I always want to tell them that ink calligraphy and painting are not light, but elegant. As long as you carefully observe and appreciate it, and you have more contact, you will find that the taste is mellow and the aftertaste is endless. ”

After speaking, everyone next to him nodded again and again.

"Pei Lao said it so well."

Before Wang Guan could speak, Shan Fei preemptively said: "Our own culture is our foundation, and we should resist the cultural invasion of the West......

"It's not about boycotting, it's about removing the dross and taking the essence." Grandpa Pei shook his head slightly, pointed to the painting on the table and said, "You just said that this painting is not good, can you talk about the shortcomings?" ”

"That'...... I'll be ugly. Shan Fei smiled humbly, stretched out his hand and gently tore off the scroll, facing himself at an oblique angle, and then pointed to the lakes and mountains, obviously hesitated, and then sighed: "There are too many problems, I don't know where to start." Let's start with the rendering of ink. ”

It turns out that Solo Fei really has two brushes, from the ink rendering, to the overall layout of the picture, to the details of the lines of the lakes and mountains.

During this period, Bayeux also listened attentively, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously flashed a bright smile.

Seeing this situation, Shan Fei's heart moved, and he was naturally overjoyed, and he made endless comments. It didn't stop for a few minutes, and in the end I really couldn't find fault with the picture.

After a pause, Shan Fei felt a little unsatisfied, his eyes flickered, and he continued: "Of course, the lack of painting skills is difficult for ordinary people to see. However, as long as you have some knowledge of modern and modern painting art, you should know that the author of Yanbo Shangren is not famous in the slightest. As long as ordinary people are aware of this, they will definitely not suffer. ”

The last sentence is naturally a sarcasm of Wang Guan who hides needles in the cotton.

In this regard, Wang Guan was calm, but smiled: "I didn't suffer a loss, in fact, this painting is really good." ”

"Dead ducks have hard mouths." Shan Fei snorted in his heart, his eyes secretly glanced at the beautiful bay leaf, and scolded in his heart: "Good cabbage is always arched by pigs." ”

"Do you think this painting is good?"

At this time, Grandpa Bei said lightly: "What's the good place?" ”

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes were on Wang Guan, and Shan Fei talked eloquently for five or six minutes, and he had already degraded the picture to nothing, and he was very reasonable. If Wang Guan only said that it was good, but could not explain the reason, it would be dwarfed.

"The picture is about Taihu Lake."

Under the gaze of everyone, Wang Guan smiled and said: "I heard Baye Ye say that this is filmed in Suzhou, and the painting is a beautiful scenery connecting the Taihu Lake in Suzhou. And the author of the picture, Master Bo Yan, is an angler in Taihu Lake, and it is estimated that he is also from Suzhou......"

"Cunning fellow."

When Shan Fei heard this, he hurriedly said: "We are talking about painting, not about the author." ”

"That's right." Grandpa Pei agreed: "The author is the author, and the painting is the painting, and it can't be mixed up." ”

"Grandpa, the painting was painted by the author, why can't we talk about it." Bayeux argued.

"It's different."

Grandpa Pei shook his head, looked at Wang Guan and asked, "Young man, you just want to talk about this?" ”

"Actually, I didn't finish ......" Wang Guan chuckled: "I want to say that although the author is from Suzhou, the style of painting is not the inheritance of the Suzhou Wumen School." ”

"Oh!"

Grandpa Pei was a little more interested, and asked curiously: "Then tell me, what style should this painting belong to?" ”

"It's a very ordinary painting, where is there any style."

Shan Fei muttered, his eyes staring sharply at Wang Guan, ready to find fault at any time.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be to learn the painting techniques of the masters of the Shanghai School of Painting Huangshan Mountain Mountain." Wang Guan said with a smile: "And the dry brush of the picture is light and light, sparse and elegant, which is the characteristic of 'Bai Binhong'." ”

"People in the mountains of Huangshan?"

An Huanqing was a little inexplicable, and whispered: "Who?" ”

"I don't know."

Bayeux blinked lightly, also at a loss.

"You see that?" At this time, Grandpa Pei was a little excited, but he immediately covered it up and said in surprise: "Can you be sure that this is Hongsuo's painting style?" ”

"Of course."

Wang Guan said with a smile: "Hongsuo was influenced by the Xin'an School of painting in his early years, and was characterized by dry brushwork and light ink, sparse and elegant, and was Bai Binhong; After the age of eighty, it is characterized by dense and heavy black, translucent in black, and is a black binhong. At present, although there is a slight lack of technique, this painting is very unified in terms of virtuality and reality, complexity and simplicity, and sparseness, which is obviously imitating the early landscape works of Master Huang Binhong. ”

In addition, Master Huang Binhong attaches the most importance to the chapter, and pays attention to the use of the pen as a seal, which is strong and powerful. However, this person who learns imitation should have only practiced for two or three years, and belongs to the realm of the first glimpse of the doorway, so in our opinion, the drawing is more rigid, stiff, sluggish brushwork, and has many shortcomings. ”

Wang Guan said with a smile: "But we should look at things with a long-term vision, this is a painting of ninety-three years, and now twenty years have passed." In the past 20 years, the author has definitely grown and may have become a famous artist. Then the value of this painting may not be as high as the tide rises, so I will wait for the day when the value will appreciate. ”

"You...... It's purely a rhetoric. ”

Shan Fei sneered: "This painting doesn't have a real name at all, do you know whose painting it is?" Even a painter who is now famous will definitely not admit that such a bad painting is his early work......"

"This painting...... Really bad? (To be continued)

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