Chapter 282: All the way to the innate
The scene was full of low shouts, it was really because Qin Tian's side was too cruel.
The table, the paper, and the floor were soaked in ink, ticking, dripping, dripping and dripping.
A piece of paper is completely black, there is no landscape to speak of, but it is all ink.
The faces of the crowd were full of black lines.
But there are also people snickering in their hearts.
Gao Deshang, the head teacher of the first class, breathed a sigh of relief: "This time, look at how you end, you offended the new principal, I think you can't be a teacher, and no one supports you." ”
Gao Deshang admired Tian Qiu's educational philosophy very much, and their own class was educated like this, coupled with Qin Tian and his personal enmity, he hoped that Qin Tian would lose even more.
To this point, as long as Qin Tian is defeated, I am afraid that he will have to leave, and he will not be able to stay in this school at all.
"Look at Principal Tian's side, it's really amazing!" someone exclaimed, and everyone's eyes were immediately attracted.
I saw that Tian Qiu was extremely free and easy, he was originally born elegant, and he was only thirty-five years old, and he wielded a brush, or hooked a line, or painted his face, and he was at ease.
"It's a great ink, with distinct layers of thick, light, dry and wet changes. The knowledgeable teacher exclaimed, his eyes blazing.
Many teachers and students were full of good feelings towards the new principal at this moment, after all, the other party has real talent and learning, and this hand alone can rank at the peak of China.
Tian Qiu glanced sideways slightly, not stunned for a moment, but the disdain in his eyes was even stronger.
"In landscape paintings, there is a method of splashing ink, but do you think it is splashed with ink?"
The splash ink method is to use a broad pen dipped in ink capitalization to make the ink color grow a variety of changes, where is Qin Tian's splash.
However, Tian Qiu didn't care, he was in his heart, and he concentrated on his paintings at this time.
"Teacher Qin, hurry up and draw a new one, why are you standing there. Qian Xiaoshuai is about to cry, his pack of spicy noodles is going to be gone.
"But I'm done. Qin Tian shrugged, very leisurely.
"Aren't we Chinese people just paying attention to artistic conception, you see how meaningful I am. ”
The crowd fell.
It's a fart, it's completely dark.
At this time, the time has come, and with Tian Qiu's pen, his painting is officially completed.
The people followed the prestige.
The ink hasn't dried, but for some reason, it looks more flavorful.
A mountain, a tree, a wooden house.
It's just a simple painting, but for some reason, everyone seems to be there.
"Good painting, good painting!"
There were a few teachers who knew a lot about landscape painting, and they applauded again and again, and there were tears flashing in the corners of their eyes.
"I have heard that as a landscape painter, you should have the spirit of a tour guide, leading the viewer to browse together, to observe it, to enjoy it, to cultivate it, to achieve emotional relaxation, the right harmony of the soul, is to relax the mind. ”
"It turns out that this is how it feels. ”
"Principal Tian's paintings have reached the point of being superb, and I admire them. ”
Even those students who couldn't understand it, at this moment, were a little intoxicated and amazed.
Tian Qiu was proud in his heart, and he was inevitably proud, his level of landscape painting, even if he was a top master, was also admired, let alone these ordinary people.
"Eh, after you finish over there, don't forget to look at me. Qin Tian shouted, for fear that others would not see it.
Wang Ling covered her eyes.
It's really miserable.
Everyone's eyes shifted, the landscape painting they originally saw was pleasing to the eye, but now it was just a piece of ink, and Qin Tian also picked it up and lowered it wetly.
Everyone has a constipated feeling of seeing the toilet but not being able to pull out the.
"Teacher Qin, I think that a person's ability and character have little to do with it, your ability is not good, I can understand that you can't paint landscapes, after all, you have a specialization in the art industry, but your character is not very good, a teacher lies, so how to teach students correctly?"
Tian Qiu put his hands behind his back, his chin raised slightly, and said righteously.
Seeing Qin Tian smile slightly, he said, "Principal Tian, do you know what the greatest pleasure of my life is?"
"It's to defeat the enemy in what he does best. ”
Tian Qiu's expression was a little cold: "Still unrepentant, your character is really not suitable to be a teacher." ”
"Until the end, the outcome is unknown. ”
As he spoke, Qin Tian faced everyone, his palm shook, and the ink dripped even more.
"Teacher Qin is not like this. Dong Guohao was puzzled, he knew that this guy had a bad stomach in his heart.
"Look at that drawing paper!" Tan Yu suddenly said in surprise.
At this moment, I saw that the ink was falling off at a strange speed on the drawing paper, which was full of ink.
Gradually, a little bit of landscape was presented in front of everyone.
“......”
"This!
Everyone held their breath, and the spicy strips in Qian Xiaoshuai's hand fell to the ground.
I saw that dozens of seconds later, the originally miserable picture had already appeared in a landscape painting at this moment.
On both sides are tall and stacked peaks, and in the middle there is a mountain path that seems to lead to the depths with no end in sight.
Obviously, the painting is simpler, but everyone loses their minds.
"How do I feel that something is wrong with this mountain. ”
"Look at the forest side into a peak!" a teacher suddenly lost his voice in surprise.
He moved to the left at once, to the right at once, or took a few steps back.
Each seat has a different view.
"It's beautiful!"
The girls were amazed.
"Shanshui Shi Shanshui pays attention to 'teacher creation', and should be in the creation of the environment, high in the environment, painting and watching the painting together immersive. A teacher said with a trembling voice.
At this moment, he burst into tears, and for some reason, his emotions were difficult to suppress.
"How is it possible!" Tian Qiu was stunned, when he saw Qin Tian's painting appear, his soul was almost frightened.
Not to mention the weird splashing technique, this painting alone is already a masterpiece!
He didn't believe, and he didn't want to believe, how could a young teacher in his early twenties, without any background, have such skills.
Could it be that there are really geniuses in this world?
"If Principal Tian's landscape painting is the pinnacle, then Teacher Qin's landscape painting is unheard of in the world. ”
Qin Tian smiled.
The scenery on his painting was taken from a corner of the Taiji Sect.
For thousands of years, he has lived there, watched it for many years, and naturally integrated its charm into his soul.
A mountain and a stone, all in my heart.
There is a natural spirit in the pen.
"Mom, I'm getting goosebumps. Ma Xin screamed, and his whole body trembled.
"Teacher Qin is really still Teacher Qin. ”
"A bunch of people get hot in the face, and I like to watch them stunned the most. ”
The students of Class 18 laughed.
What is an all-rounder, Mr. Qin is.
"But I was really upset to see him triumphant. ”
Guo Feifei bared her teeth.
Lu Jie, who was on the side, had been watching quietly, and the person stood in front of the person, as if his whole body would glow.
However, at this moment, no one noticed the eyes of the Nine Dao people.
He is not an ordinary person, he is a half-step grandmaster, which is different from what ordinary people here see.
When Jiudaoren first saw this landscape painting, he saw not mountains, but shocking giant swords, piercing the sky.
Outsiders look at mountains, or forests or peaks.
Look at him and look at the mountains, but it is a piercing sword, a gentle sword, and a thick sword.
His gaze kept sinking into it, standing in place, and even more motionless.
I just feel comfortable staying in it for the rest of my life.
"Broken!"
Suddenly, Qin Tian's voice sounded in his mind, and the Nine Dao people were suddenly startled, and then they woke up, and they were already sweating profusely.
"Teacher Qin, I feel like I'm about to enter the Grandmaster, why did you interrupt me. "Jiudao people are a little aggrieved.
Qin Tian's voice came in.
"That's not your way. ”
"And do you know where this road leads?"
Jiudaoren shook his head and didn't know, he hadn't even seen this kind of place, he just felt that it was amazing.
"All the way to the innate!" Qin Tian said with a smile in his voice.
The Nine Dao people stayed in place, only feeling their brains buzzing and thinking.
"Whoever can see the end of the road can enter the innate realm. ”
The Nine Dao people were so frightened that their eyes were about to fall out.
What kind of painting is this?
All the way through the congenital, what a big breath.
"Then you ......" The Nine Dao people also spoke, because the innate is too ethereal, but someone can actually manifest this realm.
I saw Qin Tian smile indifferently, standing in place, and said, "What is innate." ”
(End of chapter)