Chapter 68: You're Embroidering Wrong

As the sun rises in the east, the mild first rays of light shine through the clouds and shine on the stage of the national competition, igniting the first fireworks of the competition.

"Come on, Yu Huan!"

"Baiyun slightly rushes ducks!"

"Yao Meng, you are the best!"

"Xu Jie, come on, and rush to the finals."

The cheers from the audience were loud, and everyone could open up to support their favorite players on the stage before the game started, and the players on the stage would respond to them when they heard it.

Some embroiderers even gave the audience a heartfelt comparison on stage.

When the host came to the stage, everyone's voices disappeared.

At this moment, everyone has a pair of shelves next to them, and the embroiderers need to fix their embroidered works to these shelves so that everyone can see them.

"Welcome back to the stage of our national competition, where last time we were asked to copy a painting by a master."

"We all know that the most difficult to reproduce is the master's painting, because some of the master's painting techniques are special, so there is no way to restore the artistic conception of the original embroidery. But it is precisely for this reason that embroidery has become more meaningful and meaningful. ”

"Without further ado, now let's follow the jury directly to see the works of the embroiderers."

Today's judges still have plain clothes, but they have added some special patterns to the plain clothes, and there is always a finishing touch.

It attracted the attention of the audience and better promoted the embroidery culture.

The first thing I saw was Yu Huan's work.

Yu Huan has achieved good results several times in a row, so it can be regarded as a lot of anticipation, everyone wants to see what kind of good works Yu Huan can bring to everyone this time.

The black cloth cover was removed, and a landscape painting with black and white as the main color appeared in front of everyone.

"This embroidery is my copy of the early Song Dynasty painter Li Cheng's "Reading the Stone Tablet".

The complaint is that in the winter field, an old man riding a mule is stopping in front of an ancient monument to read the inscription, and a cold tree with all its leaves growing on the nearby Pituo. Desolate fields, uprooted dead trees, and standing stone monuments. Difficult to read makes people feel the vicissitudes of life, the past is like smoke, and it is unbearable to look back.

"But the reason I chose this painting in the first place was because it was a treasure that my teacher left behind when he was alive. The teacher wanted to complete this picture back then, but he fell ill before he could do it, and now, I have fulfilled my last wish. ”

Looking at the embroidery on the silk cloth, several teachers showed a smile of appreciation, and the focus of this work is on the artistic conception.

"The embroidery rock is made of a shuttle needle, the trunk is a dense needle for the ink, and the non-ink is used for the virtual needle, okay, it's so beautiful, the characters on the other side, you actually use a Tibetan needle, it seems that your teacher really taught a great apprentice." Meng Wenzhi took a magnifying glass and looked at the stitches on the silk cloth, a smile piled up on his face, and praised.

I already have this kung fu at a young age, and I will definitely achieve a lot in the future.

The other teachers also nodded their heads, and the work was indeed good.

The only person on the scene who did not show an appreciative expression on the scene was Bai Ling.

Her eyebrows and eyes were slightly cold, and looking at this painting, her eyebrows gradually twisted.

"Did Mr. Bai find something wrong?" Seeing this, the host asked.

Bai Ling's eyes touched Yu Huan, her eyes were facing each other, her eyes pierced into Yu Huan's heart like an ice blade, and Yu Huan's heart was seen clearly, including the panic in her eyes.

"Is this painting really a legacy from your teacher?" She asked coldly.

"Yes." Yu Huan replied.

The cold color between the white eyes increased dramatically.

"You're embroidering the wrong one."

As soon as this remark came out, it caused an uproar, just now everyone said how well this work is embroidered, and now Bai Ling actually said it wrong.

What the hell is going on.

"There should be a little boy with a mule next to the old man, but according to the preservation time of this painting, the child is only a few strokes of the original painter, so the ink is not deep, logically speaking, it should be very blurry or even unclear. But your child is so clearly visible, you have to look up the information on the Internet. ”

The corners of Yu Huan's mouth pulled out two bitter smiles, "Sure enough, I can't hide anything from Teacher Bai's eyes." ”

"I really have the original painting, but two days ago there was a sudden accident, the painting was destroyed, but I was already halfway through the embroidery, I couldn't give up halfway, so I had to find the picture from the Internet."

Yu Huan thought that he could hide from the world, but who knew that Bai Ling's eyes were so vicious, and he could see it at once.

Bai Ling didn't say anything and acquiesced to her statement, the trees in front of her were embroidered very really, revealing a sense of vicissitudes, and it was impossible to embroider them without seeing the real handiwork.

"But how did Mr. Bai know that the child in this painting has been blurred?" At this time, the judge beside Bai Ling helped ask the question that everyone wanted to know.

Bai Ling looked at Yu Huan and said word by word: "Because I have seen this painting before and embroidered it." ”

At first, the painting was in the master's hand, but after he embroidered it himself, the master took it and gave it to a friend.

I think Yu Huan's teacher must be the master's friend.

"So there's another thing. Teacher Bai's eyes are really vicious. The host hurriedly answered, making the other teachers look less embarrassed, after all, Bai Ling was the only one who could see that there was something wrong with the painting.

The next few works are not bad, but after all, they still have some charm, but they are similar.

Immediately followed by Baiyunwei.

Bai Yunwei won this time, and when the judges and teachers came to their side, they didn't need others to say, they just ripped off the black cloth, and she couldn't wait for everyone to see her works.

At this moment, everyone exclaimed, and even the judges' eyes showed a look of surprise.

The painting chosen by Bai Yunwei is actually Yu Feiyan's "Peony".

Yu Feiyan loves to paint peonies, and the peonies in his pen are rich in color, rich and bone, and flourishing.

The characteristics of Shu embroidery are, the color is bright and beautiful, the needlework is exquisite and delicate, and its richness can be the first of the four famous embroidery.

It's so suitable for painting peonies.

The peony embroidered by the white clouds, the green leaves and the red peony complement each other, vividly,

She even did a special treatment, boldly tried to dial the velvet, which made the petals look a little fluffy, adding a mellow texture, and the red color was eye-catching.

Its branches are clean and clear, especially there is one at the bottom, the colorful mandarin duck rests, and Rao is still unable to cover the showiness of the peony.

The flower color is bright and vulgar, the jade smile is fragrant, the style is chic, magnificent, and it is worthy of being the king of flowers.