Van Gogh glanced at Gong Feiyu lightly, and someone had come to beg him to accept disciples before. I have seen too much of this kind of performance, either arrogant and conceited or hot-hearted. Although some people have enough talent, they don't have enough heart, and many people eventually give in. "Since you are so confident, then you draw a picture, and you will draw this stone."

It's simple, and there is the ability to paint fruit. This kind of thing couldn't be easier. Thinking of this, Gong Feiyu picked up the pen and brushed it twice on the drawing paper on the table in front of him, and a stone appeared in front of the three of them. Xi Qian looked at the real thing again and was immediately surprised.

Van Gogh was overjoyed, although Gong Feiyu did not show the slightest painting technique. But this talent is good, and others may only feel that Gong Feiyu's paintings are very real. But Van Gogh was able to read a person's heart in a painting. The person in front of him is extremely talented. "Your talent is indeed good, but you are confident that you will become a Cultivation Dao Grandmaster within twenty years?"

If this sentence is heard by other painters, it is first of all incredulous, and secondly, ridicule. But Van Gogh had a reason to make such a request. And Gong Feiyu will be afraid? "Yes! My goal is to become a Grandmaster of the Painting Dao. Become the best artist in the world! ”

As for why it's not a dream, do you need to talk about it? Gong Feiyu's dream is the empress! The rest are all behind, and everything has to make way for dreams!

Gong Feiyu's resounding answer made Van Gogh's cloudy eyes light up. "Good! I can take you. But I ask you to start from scratch! ”

It's exactly what I want, Gong Feiyu said: "It's exactly what the disciple wants!" A strange thought flashed through Gong Feiyu's mind, could it be that this is the protagonist's aura? In fact, Van Gogh's decision to take the palace Feiyu was also very determined, and he decided to make a desperate bet. He was seventy-eight years old and didn't have many years to live. Even if he really receives a closed disciple in the future, he won't have much time to teach. Since then, his own school of painting has to be ruined! This is something that must not be allowed!

"Good, good, good!" Van Gogh was still afraid that Gong Feiyu would resist him and ask him to start from scratch, but it seemed that it was unnecessary.

"Thank you for this time, and thank you for me." Gong Feiyu is very grateful to the Qian family. They have found themselves a world-class painting master.

Xi Qian smiled: "Brother Feiyu is too polite, you saved my grandfather and sister, this thank you should be what we said to you." ”

This can be regarded as a good person with a good reward, Gong Feiyu thought. While saying to Xi Qian: "Where, I'm just saving myself." ”

When Xi Qian was leaving, he said to Gong Feiyu: "Come to my house when you have time, this girl is very much talking about you." ”

Uh, don't pester me to teach her how to fight the sea monster and everything will be fine. Gong Feiyu responded with a smile on his face, "Okay, I'll go when I have time." ”

"Okay, today is the first class, I won't tell you how to draw, but you can take a good look at these paintings." Van Gogh led Gong Feiyu directly into another room.

Uh, what's the situation? Gong Feiyu was puzzled. Test? Forget it, let's take a good look at the painting. I'll go, what's this? What appeared in front of Gong Fei was countless messy painting marks, is this graffiti?

No, these three strokes together seem to outline a ship. Wait, why does this painting look so much like our Chinese ink paintings? No, it's an abstract painting. No, it's a combination of both!!

It's a ship, it's like the sea, it's definitely a man, and there's a weapon, a petrel、、、

It took a whole morning for Gong Feiyu to finish the first painting. And from that picture, he saw countless scenes, this is a map of naval warfare! When Gong Feiyu looked back at this painting, he suddenly realized how amazing those messy painting marks were. One more stroke will add to the painting, and one less stroke will not make a portrait.

This is a new style of painting, a combination of abstraction and ink painting. That's right, this is Van Gogh's own genre, the Xingyi School! A new type of painting that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

A year, a whole year. Gong Feiyu spent all his time looking at paintings, and in this year's time, he went from looking at paintings to appreciating paintings. For the painting, I began to identify with it from the bottom of my heart. And not just a tool to develop Devil Fruit abilities. Its charm successfully attracted Gong Feiyu. This year, Gong Feiyu's understanding of painting has also been raised to an unprecedented height. If he is allowed to be a painter and a critic of paintings, it is more than enough.

"Do you know why I keep letting you see paintings but not letting you paint?" Van Gogh asked the palace to fly feathers.

Gong Feiyu thought about it and had a faint guess: "Learn to appreciate paintings." ”

"Not bad." Van Gogh was very satisfied with Gong Feiyu's answer, his purpose was as simple as that. "You must have gained a lot this year. Officially teach you to draw from today. ”

"Before that, let me tell you about the painters of my school, the Three Realms. First, the physical environment. This is a focus on real-life depiction and realistic scene shaping. The painting made in this way is concrete, delicate and rigorous, so that people have an immersive sense of reality.

Second, the situation. This is a deeper expression of the physical environment, which reflects more of its freehand characteristics. It is a combination of the painter's personality and emotion into the image. This kind of painting is not as real as the physical environment, but it is more integrated into the painter's emotions and emotions. Create the environment with intention.

Third, artistic conception. This is a higher state after the situation and the physical environment are integrated. It is the perfect combination of emotion and image. It is the product of forgetting things and self, and the painter doing whatever he wants. The top becomes a painting, the bottom becomes a painting, and the painting is unique. ”

Reality and fiction? Gong Feiyu thought.

"Now you have to start from the first entry, and with your talent you will reach the physical realm very quickly. The difficulty lies in the improvement of the situation and artistic conception, which no one can help you. The only advice I can give you is to read the people of the world and walk the way of the world. Draw a way, keep it in your heart! Van Gogh looked at Gong Fei and said slowly.

Seeing Van Gogh looking at him, Gong Feiyu immediately said, "The disciple must have taken the master's words to heart. ”

"So, let's get started now." Van Gogh nodded in satisfaction and began to teach Gong Feiyu to draw. And because this was the last time he would accept disciples, Van Gogh taught him very carefully. In addition, Gong Feiyu himself is very talented and has a desire to learn. Progress is also rapid.

Time flies in a blink of an eye, and now it is the fifth year that the first palace Fei Yu has learned to paint. Now he can draw realistic scenes with just the pen in his hand, without the help of the power of the Devil Fruit. Now he has reached the limit of the physical realm, but he is suffering from the inability to comprehend the entry of harmony.

In a blink of an eye, Gong Feiyu was already fourteen years old, and his height had grown to be the height of an ordinary sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy. During the past five years, Wanting, the little Lori, has also come every once in a while, every year. It's just that the former little Lori has also grown into a sixteen-year-old wonderful girl.

"Feiyu, now I have taught you everything I can teach you. The rest is up to you, and there are some things you should know. Van Gogh was lying on the bed, breathing faintly. At the age of eighty-two, he finally crushed this painting master!

Gong Feiyu was very sad in his heart, and his eyes were red. The old man in front of him, although he only taught himself to draw. But in the process of painting, there are also many truths about how to behave and behave. The once careful advice, the once wordless care, the scenes presented in Gong Feiyu's mind like a picture scroll.

"I wasn't originally called Van Gogh, my original name was Leonardo da Vinci." Van Gogh said to himself.

"Fifteen years ago, when I was still Leonardo da Vinci, I was challenged by Picasso to try my painting skills. And the losing bet is an arm, and shouting that your own paintings are rubbish. As a result, I lost one of my left arms and could no longer draw for the rest of my life, and personally said that my drawings were rubbish. Van Gogh quietly spoke of the past that had been silent for many years, and it was extremely thick.

Well, I said how to be so familiar, it turned out to be the same name of the famous painter on the earth. Wait, and Picasso?? Uh, I'm messy. Gong Feiyu's thoughts drifted away all of a sudden.

"I was unwilling to fail, and I swore a poisonous oath that I must wash away my shame. But he couldn't paint again for the rest of his life, so he decided to accept disciples, but when Picasso learned about it, he obstructed it in every possible way, and even secretly sent people to kill people who wanted to worship me as a teacher. In an accident, I was rescued by Han Bang, and then I changed my name and came to the East China Sea. I hope to receive a qualified disciple to correct my name. Van Gogh said this and looked at Gong Feiyu, his eyes full of anticipation.