Wang Pinghan didn't know the truth, he thought Wei Hong was modest, so he smiled: "I wonder if Wei Gongzi can taste the paintings with Brother Zhang?" Let's see who is better! ”

Wei Hong knows that he is not a material to be a judge, but if he doesn't send these three people away now, he won't want to stop today. These so-called literati and ink writers are still very fatal when they call it true. Therefore, Wei Hong nodded a little misleadingly, and agreed.

Seeing Wei Hong agree, Wang Pinghan was very happy, and hurriedly ordered the scholar to go back to get the painting, and so did Zhang Gongzi. At tea time, the painting of the two was placed on the table. Including Wei Hong, everyone gathered around the private room on the second floor, admiring the two paintings while tasting them.

"This maid Huansha picture is worthy of being exhibited in Yilan Garden! The painting is very exquisite! Especially the flush on the maid's face, the color is just right, one point is gaudy, and one point is light. Ok, good, good! ”

"Well, the maid Huansha diagram is indeed good, and this hundred butterfly diagram is not far behind. In the painting, the ratio of flowers to butterflies is half and half, but the flowers do not steal the beauty of butterflies, but rather bring out the beauty of butterflies. The name of the Hundred Butterflies is true! I'm afraid that in the entire city of Hangzhou, few people can draw it. ”

The audience praised again and again, Wang Pinghan and Zhang Gongzi were full of confidence for a while, and they all cast their eyes on Wei Hong. Seeing that Wei Hong was silent for a long time, Wang Pinghan hurriedly urged: "Wei Gongzi, I don't know which one is better, my maid Huansha or Baidietu?" ”

was asked like this, and the eyes of all the people present hit Wei Hong. To be honest, Wei Hong himself is a half-ass, where is he qualified to comment on other people's paintings? Besides, I am even more ignorant of this kind of ink painting. But now that he has been forced to go to Liangshan, if he retreats now, he will make people laugh. Helpless, Wei Hong could only bite the bullet: "These two paintings have their own merits, and they should be between the best." However, I prefer to go with the Hundred Butterflies diagram. ”

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Gongzi was overjoyed, and his mouth was almost grinning to the back of his head. Wang Pinghan was a little disappointed, sighed faintly, and asked, "Can Wei Gongzi tell me directly?" Where is the lower loss? ”

Wei Hong thought about what his previous art teacher had said, and now he is learning and selling: "In painting, figure painting is the most difficult." Most people can only achieve the likeness, and the most important thing in figure painting is to have both god and form, and there are only a handful of people who can have both. If Brother Wang loses, he loses in the selection of materials, if he puts aside the figure painting, with Brother Wang's skills, he will never lose to Zhang Gongzi. ”

After listening to Wei Hong's comments, Wang Pinghan was very sorry and ordered the scholar to put away the maid Huanshatu. When the scholar finished the scroll, Wang Pinghan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stared at Wei Hong very excitedly: "From Wei Gongzi's words, it is not difficult to see that Wei Gongzi's painting skills are beyond my expectations." It's still early, I wonder if Wei Gongzi can show his talents and open our eyes? ”

Lei Chuhan, who had never spoken, also lit up, although he had not known Wei Hong for a long time, but in his impression, Wei Hong seemed to be omnipotent. Maybe this painting won't be difficult for him, but Lei Chuhan really wants to see what amazing masterpieces Wei Hong can paint.

The monk who became a monk halfway is talking about Wei Hong. It's okay to talk nonsense, if you really let him paint, he's really afraid that he won't be able to handle what he draws. He wanted to refuse, but looking at Wang Pinghan's hot eyes, he couldn't refuse. This is really a trick for yourself! Wei Hong sighed helplessly, and said to the little guy standing at the top of the stairs watching the excitement: "Man, can you get me a few pieces of charcoal?" ”

"Childe, what do you want charcoal for?" The little guy looked puzzled, thinking to himself, how can charcoal be used for painting?

Before Wei Hong could speak, Lei Chuhan urged impatiently: "Let you take it, you can take it, where is there so much nonsense?!" ”

"Yes, yes, the little ones will come when they go." This little guy is a lazy donkey, and he will not work until he is whipped with a leather whip from behind.

After a while, the little servant handed over two pieces of fine fruit charcoal. Wei Hong cut the charcoal and asked the little servant to find rice paper and spread it on the table. After hesitating for a moment, Wei Hong moved his hand, and the moment the charcoal touched the rice paper, lines appeared on the scroll like clouds.

Wei Hong's understanding of sketching is not profound, and he only knows the most basic. Use monochrome to paint the basic modeling elements of the object, such as outline, volume, structure, space, light, and texture. Wei Hong originally learned Western sketching, paying more attention to figuration and realism, and under Wei Hong's walking charcoal, it was Wan Niang's face that gradually took shape. Although the color is monotonous, the smile in the corner of Wan Niang's eyes and the faint sadness accumulated between her eyebrows are vividly portrayed. The people watching from the side, as Wan Niang's face gradually took shape, their mouths gradually became O-shaped, except for shock, they were amazing. For them, the drawing technique is too unfamiliar, unheard of, and unseen. Today, it can be seen by Wei Hong's pen, for them, it is a supreme enjoyment, and it is also a topic of conversation when chatting with friends after tea and dinner.

In about a quarter of an hour, Wan Niang's portrait was painted. Wei Hong stood up straight, threw the charcoal to the table, wiped his hands with the towel handed by the servant, and breathed a long sigh of relief. Wei Hong thought that even if this painting couldn't surprise the crowd, it would be able to set off a wave, but there was silence in his ears, and the silence was terrifying. Just when Wei Hong was puzzled, wave after wave of exclamations sounded.

"Oh my God! This...... Can this still be called a painting? So real, so vivid, it's a stroke of genius! ”

"Based on this painting alone, who can paint the entire Tang Dynasty? I never thought that our small city of Hangzhou would have such a peak painter! ”

The two young ladies looked at Wan Niang on the picture scroll, and secretly said in their hearts: "Who is this woman?" It's so beautiful. I heard that Gongzi Wei has already married a family, could the woman in this picture scroll be the wife of Gongzi Wei? Ay...... What a blessed woman. ”

Looking at the sketch in front of him, Wang Pinghan was stupid, Zhang Gongzi was stupid, and even Lei Chuhan was stupid. Zhang Gongzi, who was still proud just now, looked at Wei Hong's sketches, and then looked at his own picture of a hundred butterflies, and his face couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Secretly let the scholar hide the picture of the hundred butterflies, don't take it out again and be embarrassed.

"Wei Gongzi, I don't know what kind of language to use to describe it, but I ask Wei Gongzi to accept him as an apprentice." Wang Pinghan is a very good kid, and when he saw that Wei Hong's painting was so amazing, he immediately made a big gift and learned art in front of others.

How dare Wei Hong accept apprentices, if he accepts apprentices, it will really be a mistake. Wei Hong waved his hand again and again: "No, no, Wei is doing things with Boss Li now, he is very busy, and he has no intention of accepting apprentices at all, so he will talk about it when he has time later." ”

Seeing that Wei Hong refused to accept himself, Wang Pinghan was slightly disappointed. But his eyes rolled, and he had a plan, and he paid attention to the sketch: "Wei Gongzi, can you give this painting to Zaixia?" ”

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