He threw Benjamin Goldberg on it, and then whistled the whip of judgment and whistled at the same time.

The whip of judgment came first, wrapping around the side of the ship, and engulfing Benjamin Goldberg at the other end.

Zhao Chuanxin shouted below: "Two, help pull a hand, don't just watch the excitement." ”

Guo Renzhang didn't move, but Qi Huang reached out to help pull.

Don't look at him wearing glasses and looking like a scholar, but when he was young, he worked as a carpenter and learned the work of carving carpentry, and he still has a lot of strength in his hands.

Benjamin Goldberg himself stepped onto the side of the ship.

Seeing a foreigner and a half-grown child, Qi Huang and Guo Renzhang were surprised.

Looking down again, I saw that the board was gone.

Dry rice ran on the sea, and suddenly jumped up.

Zhao Chuanxin bent his knees, the smart gyroscope sank first and then rose, Zhao Chuanxin caught the dry rice in mid-air, and jumped several meters high.

Pangcang ...... Landing on deck.

Zhao Chuanxin happily arched his hand: "Two, I am fortunate to be happy." ”

Qi Huang and Guo Renzhang were stunned.

Guo Renzhang suddenly thought of something, and his face changed slightly: "Are you Zhao Chuanxin?" ”

Qi Huang's reaction was the opposite of him, showing a look of surprise, and he arched his hand and said, "Mr. Zhao, I have admired my name for a long time." In Xia Qi Huang, the word Pingsheng, the number Baishi, a hillbilly who knows how to paint. This is ......"

didn't wait for Guo Renzhang to be introduced, Guo Renzhang interrupted: "Guo Renzhang, the word Baosheng, Xiangtan people." ”

Apparently reluctant to reveal more about his identity.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at Qi Huang in surprise: "Qi Baishi? ”

The unexpected.

The celebrities in the primary school textbooks are just countless times younger, no wonder they look good, but the general outline has not changed, the beard is no different from when he was old, the hair is more neat at this time, and the yin and yang heads are braided......

Qi Huang was surprised: "Mr. Zhao recognizes me?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin lacked reverence for celebrities, and said with a big grin: "The name is somewhat interesting." You say you know how to paint, so it's okay, why don't you paint ten paintings right here and now, and I'll pay you to paint ten paintings. ”

Celebrities may not be as muddy as everyone thinks.

In fact, because Zhao Chuanxin also likes painting, he has read a lot of art-related books, and he knows Qi Baishi well.

When he was a child, he was poor, she herded cattle, farmed land, cut firewood, and dropped out of school after half a year of private school.

He is also lustful, and he does not forget to take concubines when he is old, and he has an old man who is worried about the newcomer.

He also has low self-esteem and conceit, boasting to others: I am the first in poetry, second in printing, third in words, and fourth in painting.

In fact, on the contrary, his lifelong painting skills ranked first, and the rest did not rank first.

This is the more you lack something, the more you care about something, a typical manifestation of inferiority and conceit.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't care about anything else, he just thought that this person's painting was commemorative.

Qi Huang didn't expect that Zhao Chuanxin, who was famous and often stirred up the world, would make such a request as soon as they met.

He gladly accepted: "Ten paintings are inevitably dry and spiritual, and there is no charge for it, and it is an honor to be able to paint for Mr. Zhao." ”

At this time, he had already decapitated his head, became famous, and had some family assets by selling paintings.

But it is far from being as famous as in later generations.

There may be arrogance as an artist, but in front of Zhao Chuanxin, that arrogance has also been reined in.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes lit up: "Then what are you waiting for?" Draw it now. ”

"......" Qi Huang shook his head: "The boat and car are shaking, and the slightest bias of the painting will be ruined, Mr. Zhao might as well wait until he arrives in Qinzhou, and then it will not be too late." ”

In this case, Zhao Chuanxin took out a pen and paper: "Okay, since you and I are destined, you want to send me a painting, and I will also give you a painting." ”

There is no reason to ask for it only in one direction, and Zhao Chuanxin wants to output it in reverse.

Future generations will know that in this era, in addition to Qi Baishi, there is also a place for him Zhao Chuanxin.

Qi Huang's eyes lit up: "It turns out that Zhao Chuanxin can also paint?" ”

"I'm ashamed." Zhao Chuanxin is very modest this time: "The technology is very shallow. ”

Benjamin Goldberg looked at the master in amazement, isn't this like the master's character?

He didn't know that in the field of painting, Zhao Chuanxin didn't dare to hold up in front of Qi Baishi.

He took out his sketchpad again and clipped it on. He took out his pen and looked at the ship and the people present from his current angle, and after a brief look, he put pen to paper.

Qi Huang wondered: "Where did Mr. Zhao get the board and pen and ink?" ”

It's not scientific to copy it at hand.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't raise his head: "It's all trivial, it's not important." ”

Verbal humility does not mean that you will hesitate to write.

I think that when he practiced pen drawing, he was almost vomiting when he practiced line practice, and the screws and ladders were usually drawn one by one.

and then to the later cyberpunk fantasy maps, extremely complex architecture......

The characteristics of Zhao Chuanxin's painting are that he does not pause, the fault tolerance rate is super high, and the frequency of wrist shaking is amazing.

True sketch.

Guo Renzhang was reluctant to have more contact with Zhao Chuanxin, but he was keen on art and couldn't help but watch with Qi Huang in the back.

After seeing the same speed as Zhao Chuanxin's printer, he couldn't help but gasp.

This kind of flower work does not exist in this era.

It's kind of like using magic in front of Muggles.

It's like a student rushing to do homework on the last day of the holiday, like a writer who finds that he hasn't moved a word in the middle of the night and waits for an update the next day.

Qi Huang couldn't help it: "Mr. Zhao, you ......"

At first it seems sloppy and the lines are minimalist, but after a few moments, the chimney of the ship comes out, vividly.

Zhao Chuanxin paints, and now he doesn't have to take into account the order of the front, middle and back scenes, he can really draw whatever part he wants, just like a printer.

Even the perspective of this painting is not from the perspective of his position at this time.

Slightly overlooking the painting, the painting includes the entire ship, including the four of them, including Zhao Chuanxin himself, who is painting.

The ship and the environment are depicted in detail, and when it comes to the characters, Zhao Chuanxin uses a bit of freehand technique, the image is realistic but the brush and ink are minimalist, the brush line becomes weak, there is no strong ink rhyme, but it is more lively than the ship part, and even the humor can be seen in the painting.

The layman looks at the liveliness, the insider looks at the doorway, at first Qi Huang still looked down on Zhao Chuanxin's Western painting method that only paid attention to the brushwork, but when he arrived here, his expression became dignified.

If there is anything that can limit the speed of Zhao Chuanxin, it is only the time when the pen is inked.

He also has characteristics of dipping ink, and when the dragonfly is dipped in water, he usually doesn't look at it, but it can be just right.

It will definitely not be soaked because it is too stained. It won't be because it hasn't been stained, so you need to dip it a second time.

After drawing the last stroke, Zhao Chuanxin took two steps back, observed it by himself, and then nodded with satisfaction: "Play steadily, it's done." ”

One of the benefits of pen drawing is that every time you finish it, you can feel a sense of joy and satisfaction when you finish it.

Qi Huang looked at it and kept nodding his head: "Western painting skills, heavy industry does not rewrite the freehand, the rare Mr. Zhao has integrated into the taste of our freehand, from the majestic and bright to the frank and natural transformation, it can be seen that this kind of painting skills have been perfected." It's really unimaginable that the famous God of War has such ability! ”

He is admired from the heart.

There is a specialization in the art industry, according to rumors, Zhao Chuanxin is a reckless man who dances with knives and guns every day, but he is just such a person, and he can paint a shocking painting.

When this spreads, I am afraid that it will shock many people's jaws.

At first, Zhao Chuanxin felt that it was not good to be too flamboyant in front of Qi Huang.

But at this time, I suddenly figured out that from the 80s of the last century to 1901, Qi Huang had been imitating during this period and made a large number of fake paintings. The period from 1902 to 1918 was a period of transition for his development.

It's still too early to reach the top.

So there is no need for me to show my cowardice in front of him.

Thinking about this section, Zhao Chuanxin showed a row of neat teeth: "It's exaggerated, it's exaggerated, Zhao is only rough in basic painting skills, and in the world art circle, he can barely rank in the top ten, and it really can't be higher." ”

Qi Huang: "......"

Guo Renzhang was stupid, he had never seen such a brazen person.

The sea breeze bent the corner of the paper, and Qi Huang stretched out his hand to smooth it.

He was quite pleased: "Mr. Zhao really gave me this painting?" ”

"Nature." Zhao Chuanxin said: "I'm waiting for your paintings, and you have to have contacts as a person." ”

Looking at what he said, Qi Huang couldn't cry or laugh, how could he still repay the debt?

Guo Renzhang also had some hot eyes.

He is a man who loves to draw.

You must know that in order to get Qi Huang's paintings, he did not lose any money.

often invites him to visit the mountains and rivers, and he wanders around for a year, and even some are not doing his job.

In addition, I often prepare some small gifts, such as flail incense bead box, Xin Xiang, Canaan agarwood and other things that literati and ink writers like.

Fountain pen strokes also appeared at this time, but in very small quantities, and were called hard strokes.

Charcoal is also hard, but it cannot be called a hard stroke.

Coupled with Zhao Chuanxin's name, if you get such a painting, it would be a wonderful thing to take it out and brag about it.

You must know that he has not heard of anyone collecting Zhao Chuanxin's works.

Qi Huang was overjoyed when he saw Hunting, and also took out one of his paintings and gave it to Zhao Chuanxin to observe: "How about Mr. Zhao take a look at this painting?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin took it and looked at it, and the painting was a cricket.

If you have to evaluate, Zhao Chuanxin can be summed up in four words - fresh and elegant.

To be honest, if it was just this level, Zhao Chuanxin would not be too lazy to collect.

Thinking of this, he suddenly said to Qi Huang: "Forget it, I've been very busy lately, don't paint yet." When I have time, I'll go back to you and draw it. ”

The heart said let's see if there is time in thirty or forty years.

When Qi Huang matures and is at his peak, or in his glorious old age, it will not be too late at that time, anyway, Zhao Chuanxin is confident that he will be able to live to his end.

This is called, good food is not afraid of late.

Qi Huang seemed to see Zhao Chuanxin's thoughts, and the arrogance came up: "Could it be that Mr. Zhao doesn't look down on Qi's paintings?" ”

Perhaps it was the same painter who made Qi Huang forget the identity of Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigarette and squinted at him: "Damn, when Lao Tzu said he wanted it, what did he want?" Even if you can't look at your current paintings, what can you do? ”

"......" To be honest, Qi Huang was a little scared, after all, Zhao Chuanxin was like a murderer. He stammered and asked, "That, that, please advise me on what's wrong with the painting." ”

Zhao Chuanxin held a cigarette, took the cricket picture, and pointed to this famous man of later generations: "Your color habits are too simple, why don't you dare to use the red and green of the people?" The penmanship is too delicate, are you a big girl? Gentlemen must have the domineering of gentlemen. You can't just patronize freehand, you must know how to combine fine brushwork with hearty freehand, and walk out of your own unique path......"

What Zhao Chuanxin said was all nonsense, it was the route that Qi Huang took later, but he made it clear to him in advance.

At first, Qi Huang was not convinced, but with Zhao Chuanxin's words, some things gradually penetrated in his heart.

At this time, Guo Renzhang next to him had the courage to speak: "With all due respect, Mr. Zhao is good at Western painting, and it is really a bit ...... to point out other people's ink Chinese paintings."

Qi Huang stopped him: "What Mr. Zhao said is reasonable, Qi has long wanted to be determined to create, but he has no clue, and now he listens to your words, it is really enlightened." ”

Guo Renzhang: "......"

Benjamin Goldberg smiled proudly and said to Guo Renzhang: "This is all a matter in the painter's circle, you don't know anything about it?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin immediately scolded: "Bold, who told you the truth?" ”

Guo Renzhang: "......"

"......" Qi Huang laughed loudly: "This little friend is Mr. Zhao's apprentice?" Learn to paint with Mr. Zhao? ”

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "The inferior apprentice learned killing skills from Zhao. ”

It's a killing technique, not a ring technique, and the traditional killing technique is about talking and singing!

At this time, a crew member came in a hurry, and Lao Yuan pointed to Zhao Chuanxin's apprentice and said: "Someone reported that you secretly boarded the ship, now please show your ticket!" ”

(End of chapter)