Chu Feng's favorite impressionist painting is actually Monet's "Woman with a Parasol".

When he first saw this painting, he really realized for the first time what it meant to be "the wind and the sun".

Not a simple explanation of this simple idiom in a primary school textbook, but a kind of warmth that is so clean and clear that it is almost dazzling, and the spring breeze seems to blow through the painting.

The halo of flowing water, the breeze blowing on the face. Looking at the painting, you can almost hear the rustling of the grass and trees being blown by the wind, and it seems that you can touch the surging of air currents. That sense of rhythm, that kind of perfect presentation...... Chu Feng believed that only a genius like Monet could draw a stunning picture.

He actually wanted to paint such a picture for Fan Qiubai, but considering the content of the painting and the huge difference between the dress of Western characters and today, he had to give up.

Maybe it's not too late to paint in the future, slowly, little by little. It is only painted as a surreal thing, or how can we combine this texture of "light as the protagonist of the picture" with Chinese painting, and then draw it for everyone to see...... Of course, that's all for later, and it's too early to think about it.

If he really painted a "Woman with a Parasol", he Chu Feng was afraid that he would be regarded as a ghost-like existence by everyone. This doesn't work, and there's not much need to put it into practice.

As for the painting for Fan Qiubai, Chu Feng thought about it and finally decided to use another painting by Monet, "Sunrise? Impressions" instead.

However, the background behind it naturally needs to be changed, of course, industrial chimneys cannot be painted, and ports, cranes, etc. must also be eliminated. Fortunately, "Sunrise? The aesthetics of "Impression" is originally reflected in the changing light and shadow, except for the boat, everything else is a hazy and dense set, which can be simply brought over.

The original "Sunrise? The size and size of "Impression" are very small, about 50 centimeters in length and width, and the ruler Chufeng has copied several times after a thousand years, so he is more impressive.

Of course, it was not the original painting, which was hidden in an art gallery in Paris, and he did not have the money to see it. Fortunately, after a thousand years, information is developed enough, and it is not the same as this kind of information exchange in the Northern Song Dynasty, which is why Mr. Wen Duan actually praised Chu Feng's "lofty vision".

Try to use lard to blend the colors of the watercolor, to be honest, this kind of thing is not easy to do. If there is too much oil, it will dilute the chromaticity, and if there is less oil, it will not be able to adjust the charm of oil painting.

Chu Feng tried for three days before he would find an approximate proportion, and it had to be fine-tuned according to the different colors, which was really not easy to use.

And Chu Feng also encountered another problem, that is, this oil dried too quickly. Once the blend is not used in time, the oil has dried up on the palette and can no longer be used for painting.

Unable to think of a good solution for a while, Chu Feng could only adjust and draw a little, such a method was naturally very inefficient, but now it can only be done like this. Fortunately, Fan Qiubai was on the side to help, Chu Feng pointed out the color he needed to use next, and Fan Qiubai was busy helping to reconcile it. Back and forth, but also very tacit.

So such a small work was painted for three days.

After the painting was completed on the third day, Chu Feng took half a step back, looked at the canvas and bowed his head slightly, feeling that there was nothing to add to the brush and ink, so he looked at Fan Qiubai and smiled slightly.

Fan Qiubai also laughed, his fair face was stained with two points of blue oil paint, which was a bright smile, like a water lily blooming.

Chu Feng was slightly stunned.

"Chu Langjun, this painting is really beautiful. I feel that the mist on this water has the style of an ancestor, but it is mixed with a halo, as if the flowing water is really flowing! Fan Qiubai smiled brightly.

Chu Feng hurriedly came back to his senses when he heard this, and smiled: "The meaning is almost the same, but the penmanship is very different." Each has its own agility, but it can't be said who is good and who is bad. ”

"That's right." Fan Qiubai nodded vigorously, his bright eyes did not leave the painting, "The family's "Sitting Alone in the Stream" seeks a sense of flow from the lines, while this painting of Chu Langjun mobilizes the flowing feeling from the deployment of colors. Although the penmanship used is very different, how to say it, it should be the same way! ”

Chu Feng didn't expect that Fan Qiubai suddenly understood the similarities and differences between Eastern and Western painting methods, and couldn't help but praise it very much for a while: "Fan Niangzi is really Lan Xinhui." ”

Fan Qiubai couldn't help but blush slightly when he heard Chu Feng praise himself, and said, "Why does Chu Langjun laugh at me, I can just see the doorway in the eyes of some laymen." Where is it like Chu Langjun, not only is the smoke and clouds of ink painted so well, but even this kind of ...... Oh, it's called oil painting, and you can paint it like that. It's really envious and jealous! ”

There was a bit of coquettishness in these words, and when Chu Feng listened to it, he only felt that his ears were itchy, as if his hair was blown lightly by the wind.

"I'm just a sideshow, and I can't get into the hall of elegance." Chu Feng said with a smile, then picked up the whole painting and handed it to Fan Qiubai, "This is a gift for Fan Niangzi, if Fan Niangzi thinks it can still be eyed, just accept it." In the final analysis, the reason why this painting can be painted is half of the credit of Fan Niangzi. ”

"I'm just helping with the coloring, it's like a cook, what credit can it be." Fan Qiubai smiled shyly, but took it with happy hands, and cherished it, "Don't worry, I will definitely give Jia Yan a look when I go home." Jia Yan has always disliked people who stick to the old style, and my father must have liked these paintings. ”

"Don't dare, it's good not to be criticized." Chu Feng replied with a smile.

Fan Qiubai held the painting in his hand, happy for a while, and his heart was warm, as if the light of the sunrise in the painting shone into his chest.

"That's right, Chu Langjun. Don't you really want to show this painting to Mr. Cheng Yuan? Fan Qiubai blinked.

"Still don't." Chu Feng touched his nose, asked himself if he still knew his teacher's temperament better, and said with a wry smile, "I'm afraid that if I really hand it over, the teacher will kick me off the boat in anger." The water in the canal is too deep for me to swim......"

With a snort, Fan Qiubai couldn't help but laugh.

The white lotus blooms brilliantly and makes people linger.

"Then, I'll help you put it in the storeroom." Fan Qiubai smiled sweetly, "It's just a collection that our Fan family found from Jiangnan." By the way, you haven't paid yet. ”

"Okay, thank you very much." Chu Feng responded with a smile, picked up the ordinary rabbit pen again, and wrote in "Sunrise? In the lower left corner of "Impression", the word "Chu Feng" was written.