"I'm sorry, President Marshall, I also told Master Liu Yizhi before, I don't know much about painting, and I'm just a student at Qingbei University now. At that time, I was also inspired to paint these two paintings. The other paintings really don't. ”

Surin said apologetically.

"What? Are you saying that these two of your paintings were really improvised in a matter of hours? ”

Before this, Liu Yizhi had told Marshall about Su Lin's process of making this painting, but Marshall always thought that Liu Yizhi was exaggerating, but now that Su Lin said it himself, Marshall was even more shocked.

After all, as one of the few Chinese who can make a name for themselves in the oil painting industry, Liu Yizhi knows how much Oriental people are looked down upon in the oil painting world. So this time, he wanted to let Su Lin ruthlessly open the eyes of these great European painters in front of so many members, so he said to Su Lin in Chinese: "Su Lin, you will once again give full play to your ability to paint on the spot last time, and paint a peerless oil painting on the spot, so that these foreign devils can open their eyes from the bottom." ”

"Uncle Liu, in this way, I'm afraid it's not okay?"

Su Lin originally wanted to keep a low profile, but since Liu Yizhi said so, he was also very angry at the scarcity of Chinese people in the European Oil Painting Association, and he also wanted to show his hand in front of these arrogant Europeans.

"What's bad, that's it. Moreover, if you don't paint, you can only make the painting bigger. Go to the booth outside, Surin, are you confident? ”

Since seeing the last time Su Lin painted "She, She, She" in more than two hours, Liu Yizhi felt that there was nothing that Su Lin couldn't do. Even if you can't draw a masterpiece comparable to "She, She, She", even if you can't play on the spot, it is definitely much better than the members of these associations.

"Okay! Then listen to Uncle Liu, let these foreign devils open their eyes. ”

Su Lin put on the mask and hat again, and Liu Yizhi communicated with Marshall, who was also shocked that Su Lin really wanted to paint on the spot, so the shock brought by this was even greater.

Especially the members of the association in the conference room, although they recognized the quality of Su Lin's two paintings, they did not believe that Su Lin could paint a super-first-class oil painting in just a few hours. Because for them, it often takes a few weeks or even months, or even a year or two for a long painting, to be created slowly.

Oil painting is not a sketch, how can it be painted in such a short time? This genius painter of the East is really too arrogant, and sure enough, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and he is arrogant after achieving a little achievement.

Even President Marshall and Vice President Mimo were incredulous, and Marshall frowned even more, feeling that Surin was a little too arrogant. However, good painters are proud and confident, and Marshall knows this.

Walking out of the conference room, the security guards had already begun to clear the room, and in the very center of the room, there were drawing boards and the best oil paints. Under the watchful eyes of a group of people, Su Lin began to sway, and actually began to paint.

But this time, Surin was still prepared to be less stunning, and it would be nice to paint a similar oil painting a little. After thinking about it, he thought of the mural "Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea" posted in his home.

The Eight Immortals are indeed the classic immortal characters in traditional Chinese mythology, and each immortal has his own surname. As soon as Su Lin's heart moved, he decided to paint a picture of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea.

There are Western oil painting techniques to depict the myths and stories of the East, which is also an ingenious idea and idea. Su Lin said that he would do it, and under the watchful eyes of everyone and the media, he picked up the paint and began to paint quickly and meticulously.

"Oh my God! It's really Sunny, that genius Chinese painter, who wants to paint on the spot! ”

A Western journalist couldn't help but scream.

"It's Sunny, the pride of our Huaxia! The fact that such an oil painting genius can appear in our Huaxia country is really a slap in the face of these great artists in the West! ”

"It's amazing! I actually painted on the spot......"

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway. In the eyes of the audience who don't know the process of oil painting, there seems to be nothing too strange about Su Lin's on-site painting, after all, there are sketches, ink paintings, etc. However, insiders can see at a glance that when Su Lin made oil paintings, he did it in one go, without any modification or first drawing, there was a furrow directly in his chest, and a lifelike and ingenious oil painting version of the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea was gradually formed on the drawing board.

"Dad! Look, this sunny is using oil to paint the Eight Immortals, and if we buy this painting and give it to grandpa, it will definitely be very face-saving. After so much media coverage and exposure of this painting, the price will definitely skyrocket. ”

Qin Li looked at Su Lin's painting techniques and process, and he already deeply felt the gap between himself and him, but Su Lin's current painting, he had an inevitable determination.

"Well, I just heard President Marshall say that Sunny's current painting will be auctioned at the afternoon auction. As long as the price isn't ridiculously expensive, we'll take a picture. ”

Although Qin Zesheng doesn't know much about oil painting, he can also see that although Su Lin's painting is not as good as the previous "She, She, She", it must be a famous painting.

"Sister Xueling, look at this sunny, isn't it a little familiar? Why do I feel like I've seen him? And it's very familiar, and he even wears a hat and a mask. ”

Sally hadn't interviewed Sunny before, but now she puffs out her mouth and looks at Sunny who paints!

"You think so, too? Sally, I think this Sunny sounds familiar, but I just can't remember where I've seen it. If only you could see him for what he really is, you must know who he is. Have I seen this person before? ”

Chen Xueling also quickly searched in her mind, but among the young generation of Chinese who specialize in oil painting in her impression, there is no such person at all!

"Oh my God! Mimo, you see, this sunny can really paint on the spot, and paint oil at such a fast speed, it's incredible! ”

Marshall, the president of the European Oil Painting Association, was surprised at Mimo, the vice president, and when he saw the lifelike Eight Immortals in Su Lin's pen jumping on the paper one by one, he knew that he still underestimated this genius painter from the East.

"President Marshall, didn't this Sunny just say that he was a student at Qingbei University? I happen to have a student who is the vice president of the Academy of Fine Arts of Huaxia Guoqingbei University, and she seems to be there today, so I'll ask her later. ”

The student in Vice President Mi Mo's mouth is naturally Chen Xueling. When Chen Xueling came to the Royal Academy of Arts to study for graduate and doctoral studies, Mimo was her supervisor. Although Chen Xueling's painting level does not meet the requirements for membership, Chen Xueling's theoretical level is relatively high. The study of European oil painting is also relatively in-depth.

"Haha! Surin, you didn't let us down. ”

Liu Yizhi stood beside Su Lin, without moving a step, for more than two hours, just watching Su Lin's crazy painting, he also saw his blood surging.

Soon, one of the most advanced oil paintings in history "Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea" was born, and it made a grand debut under the witness of thousands of oil painting lovers and oil painting masters from all over the world.

When Su Lin supported the whole painting and officially showed it to everyone, the audience held their breath, stared at the eight immortals written by Su Lin, each of them was full of energy, naturally with a sense of immortality, facing the surging sea, there was no fear at all.

The eight immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers.

The demeanor and magic weapon of each immortal, their indifference in the face of the sea, and the feeling of fluttering immortals, infected everyone on the scene. This kind of painting can no longer be described by painting, the characters and breath in it seem to be able to run out, so that everyone on the scene after seeing it, they feel as if they are like the immortals who fly over the sea, not bound by heaven and earth, and can come and go freely.

**！

Don't be afraid of difficulties!

Challenge!

Rise to the challenge!

This is the information revealed by Su Lin's Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea,** and challenges, what is more valuable in this world than **?

Maybe now you will feel that you are enough**. Because you are in a **country, you can act**, and no one restrains you. However, have you ever thought that the real ** does not refer to your body? It's whether your soul, your spirit, is bound by something else.

If you have to do a job you don't like in order to survive, and worry about all kinds of things, then you just don't **, your spirit has been restrained, suppressed by this bustling metropolis, and it is spiritually not **.

Everyone present felt such a ** breath from the painting, which was leading them to break the shackles of life and break the shackles of their souls.

Holding their breath and finally exhaling heavily, many felt their bodies and minds relax in an instant. A lot of things that used to be on the tip of the bull's horns, and many things that couldn't be figured out and couldn't be let go of before, are now all figured out and let go.

The Eight Immortals crossed the sea, ** at ease, Marshall looked at Su Lin in horror, his painting could achieve such an infectious effect. (To be continued.) )