Chapter 292: This old gentleman was quite narcissistic when he was alive

But.

It's impossible to say not to be disappointed.

was commented on as being so unbearable, Rao is Qiao Yu is in a relaxed mood, and it is inevitable that he will be a little disappointed.

So-called.

It's hard to draw a confidant.

People often become famous late.

Think of it this way.

Qiao Yu's face softened slightly.

However, she scolded someone again in her heart.

Thinking of the time when he painted this picture, Master praised her all over her body.

'Yu'er is so good! ’

'Yu'er is really proud of her teacher! ’

'Yu'er's painting is like a treasure! ’

Swindler!

She really believed the nonsense of the master and his old man, so she made this ugly deed public!

Young people also love face.

Qiao Yu scolded in his heart, and the auctioneer over there had already come to the stage with the painting.

There was a sigh around.

Qiao Yu held the auction card, thinking that the auction would be over immediately, and the fewer people would see it, the better.

It's just that when the auctioneer was just about to display the painting in his hand, an old man came up from the backstage.

"Be careful!"

"Don't you know how to wear gloves!"

"Such a precious painting, if it is destroyed by you, I will kill you!"

The old man scolded and scolded, about seventy years old, with his back bent and his voice was loud.

Everyone was shocked.

"It's Shi Huaixian's senior!"

The descendants of Mr. Shiya, who loves painting all his life, is also the only successor who inherits the painting style of the 'Stone School'!

As soon as he appeared, the scene was like a drop of water fried into an oil pot, and it was noisy.

The auctioneer was scolded and obediently put on gloves.

Shi Huaixian was still not satisfied.

Mr. Xu looked at his face and hurriedly stepped onto the stage.

He is a businessman and knows nothing about calligraphy, painting and antiques, but there are many ancient books donated by people in this charity auction, and he must ask the experts in the industry to evaluate them.

Shi Huaixian is also a master of antiques.

In order to invite him, he grinded a lot of mouths, and when he saw that he was angry, he hurriedly laughed.

"They don't understand it for the first time, old gentleman, forgive me, forgive me."

"Okay, okay, don't talk about these useless things, the number plate hasn't been given to me yet."

Number Plate!

The big guy in Area A was shocked.

Could it be that Shi Huaixian's predecessors also want to participate in the auction of this painting!

"It's just a copy."

"Shi Huaixian, what do you mean? Want to shoot with us? ”

"Mr. Xu, show us the painting."

Even Shi Huaixian's predecessors were shocked, and many people who had just sighed and slandered were curious, and their bodies were sitting up a lot.

Mr. Xu apologized and apologized, and personally arranged people to his seats, and handed over his number plate.

Qiao Yu couldn't help but look at the old man sitting beside him.

"The seniors like this painting too?"

"That's nature." Shi Huaixian said bluntly: "When the family was alive, I regretted this fragment of my ancestor for a long time, and today I am fortunate to have a glimpse of the whole picture, so I naturally want to take it." ”

It turned out that it was because of this, Qiao Yu understood.

That end.

The long scroll slowly unfolded, and the high-definition projection screen also made this long-dusted painting slowly reveal its full picture.

Open the volume, a thick mountain kicked off, the peaks and peaks are sharp, round and thick, the mountains are white and misty, and it is a unique landscape of moist landscapes.

"It's the long cloak that the old man Shiya is good at!"

One of them suddenly exclaimed.

The long linen brushwork, such as the linen is scattered and staggered, the lines are sparse and dense, the ink is dry and moist, and it can better extract the mountains and water waves, the sky is vast, and the beauty is colorful.

This method pays attention to 'painting'.

Deeper, it's also called 'Tao'.

To express the life image of yin and yang, so that the painting does not appear rigid, not only test the pen power, but also test the mood of the painter.

As the saying goes, if the character is high, the painting is also high, so the same is true for calligraphy.

The audience was silent.

Even in the front row, there are knowledgeable people who want to hold their heads high and see the whole picture directly from the auctioneer's hands.

And that's just the open book!

In the middle of the volume, the mountains turn, the trees, the dirt slopes, the mountain savages, and the boats on the river slowly jump into view.

"It's the dry ink method, and the dry pen and ink method." Someone muttered to himself.

The river is far and open, and the sea is a drop in the ocean.

Light ink gradually transitions to thick ink, light ink depiction, thick ink finish, all in one go!

If you say that you can experience the wonder of your mood when you open the book just now.

Then in the middle volume, the complicated composition and the atmospheric and chic pen power, you can intuitively feel the solid calligraphy and painting skills of the painter.

Silent.

The sound of doubt just now seems to be stuck in his throat now.

Even those who don't understand it are deeply shocked by the magnificent scenery of this long scroll.

The scene continues!

At this time, the painting has slowly unfolded to the end scroll.

Tail rolls, generally the least amount of pen and ink, leave more white space.

It is also mostly the place where the inscription bell is printed.

It is to write a word, write a word, and stamp the exclusive seal of the person who painted it, and it is completed.

But

Qiao Yu's eyes widened.

As if he suddenly thought of something, the roots of his ears turned red all of a sudden.

"Damn! What a situation! How are there so many bell prints! ”

The tail roll unfolded, and the audience suddenly made a noise!

A lot of prints!

In the whole tail scroll, a single line was written.

'On the second ugly day of the month of the year of Bingwu, Yinzhen. ’

The others are all covered and stamped, poked and poked, like a stamp maniac!

What 'Xiao Nanshan', 'Perfection', 'Righteousness'.

That's it.

These few bell prints, that is, one or two.

The rest, all of them are 'Yinzhen's treasure', 'Yinzhen's masterpiece', 'Yinzhen's treasure', 'Yinzhen's treasure seal'.

The list goes on.

Qiao Yu is a domineering person in his bones, and his own things must be stamped and stamped, just like a little beast peeing, painting the territory all over.

In Qiao's house, there are dozens of her big seals.

What jasper tiger buttons, white jade buttons, amethyst oval buttons, green jade beast buttons, pink agate turtle buttons, as long as there is good jade sent to Qiao's family, she doesn't like to play jewelry at all, all of them are made into bell seals, which belong to herself.

Now that's a little bit different.

It's not as domineering as when I was a child, but the bad history is suddenly announced, just like an adult's second year of secondary school suddenly known to everyone.

Qiao Yu wants to dig a hole and bury himself now.

"It's a pity that it's a good painting, and there are so many bell prints at the end."

"Look at the words of the inscription, this master's calligraphy and painting attainments are very good, how"

"This Yinzhen old-timer seemed quite narcissistic when he was alive."

The crowd muttered.

Aren't you narcissistic?

What treasures have come out.

Everyone's work is very subtle, so they will cover their own private seal.

Shi Huaixian's predecessors also sighed.

"If it weren't for the fact that there is a river view under the tail scroll, I really want to tear this tail scroll."

A magnificent work, suddenly messy with these stamps, isn't this a regret painting?

"If this painting doesn't have a bell print, it is estimated that it will be shot higher."

"Yes, no wonder Mr. Yinzhen couldn't be named with everyone during his lifetime, who wants to collect so many bell seals."

"Oh, it's a pity."

Qiao Yu: "."

Is it too late to regret it now?

I can redraw, really.

(End of chapter)