"It's true that oil painting is not yet recognized by the art of painting."

Lin Ke smiled: "That's because I haven't drawn him yet." ”

As soon as the words fell, the drunken scholars in the audience immediately laughed: "Are you a painting saint?" ”

He burst out laughing, as if there was some kind of magic in his laughter, causing many people around him to laugh along.

However, I heard Lin Ke chuckle, and there was a faint power in his voice:

"Not at the moment."

Not at the moment?

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked.

Lin Ke smiled and continued, "I naturally ......"

"Arrogance! You ......" The drunken scholar interrupted Lin Ke with a narrowing of his eyes.

However, when he was about to say something more, he was interrupted by a cold snort.

Interrupt ×2!

"Humph!" At this time, Dean Wu turned his head to look at the drunken scholar, and a white light burst out in his eyes: "Even a little yellow mouth dares to interrupt my disciples, do you want to argue with me!" ”

This is a means of attack that can only be carried out by existences above the three realms.

The drunken scholar was not weak, but squinted and sneered: "I am Lin Shangshu's disciple, Your Excellency should not bully the small with the big." ”

"You don't dare to fight me, but I dare to fight with you, believe it or not?" Dean Wu raised his eyebrows.

Lin Ke: ?

Big brother, I don't dare!

That's the Three Realms of Scholars, and I'm only in one realm!

However, Lin Ke also knew that because of the existence of the Staff of Saint Quasi, the Wood Chopping Method, the Reformer, and the comic "Pokémon", he could not be calculated in the realm of common sense.

"And Lin Ke?" The drunken scholar said disdainfully: "If he doesn't use the staff of holy permission, I will only kill him." ”

"Don't use the Staff of Holy Approval?" Dean Wu smiled: "Why don't he use all his hands, feet, and mouth?" You can kill him with just one word. ”

"The Staff of Divine Approval is not his own power." The drunken scholar shook his head: "The two are different. ”

"Doesn't the staff of the Holy Quasi condensed in "The Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind"? The poems created by oneself are not counted as one's own strength, and Er Yan Confucius is not without the power of spring and autumn? ”

Dean Wu scoffed at the drunken scholar's words, and after finishing speaking, he raised his sleeves: "No need to say more, then shut up, otherwise I will shut you up." ”

The drunken scholar stopped talking and continued to drink after sitting down.

At this time, Lin Ke also looked at Qi Ye again: "Whether it is a new painting or not, Qi Ye will know by yourself." ”

Who knew that Lin Ke's words caused an explosion on the other side again.

The followers who had just turned gray and defeated, now heard Lin Ke call Qi Ye's order, and they were furious one by one.

"Qi Ye? You dare to call Brother Qi 'Qi Ye'?! ”

"How can a prostitute speak out about his name?!"

"Amitabha, Lord Lin is really lawless, lawless!"

In the eyes of those people, Lin Ke, as a lowly member, actually called out Qi Ye's full name very casually, which was simply an insult!

Seeing this scene, Lin Ke couldn't help but be stunned for a moment: "Why doesn't he call Qi Ye?" I remember that Qi Shangshu gave him the name Qi Ye? ”

All at once they were speechless.

Yes, according to the rules and etiquette, there is indeed no problem with calling Qi Ye.

But the problem is that now the people on Qi Ye's side subconsciously think that the status of the lowly is not as good as the honorable status.

Just like what Lin Ke called "teachers and teachers" at any time in his previous life, it was not a matter of rules and systems, but a name brought by his own cognition.

However, Lin Ke didn't bother to get used to these people, but took the sketchpad and easel handed over by the matchmaker himself.

The most important thing in oil painting is pen and paper, and the other is paint.

Many ancient Chinese paintings were limited by cognition and materials, which made the color relatively scarce.

However, Lin Ke found some substitutes for the raw materials of oil painting and made oil paintings.

However, Lin Ke looked at the sky that was a little darker now, and felt a little regretful: "If only it were daylight now." ”

However, most people have to work during the day, work at sunrise and earn and rest every day.

Therefore, their competition is in the evening when the attention is the highest.

Otherwise, he would definitely choose to compete during the day.

Hearing Lin Ke's words, everyone didn't care, but they did know why.

Because Lin Ke's paintings really need enough light to be better appreciated.

However, it doesn't affect too much.

Lin Ke took out the paint, and then began to paint.

"That's ...... What color is that?! ”

"Why is it so bright and bright?!"

"It's not a painting, it's not a painting! Manga is also a painting, but this ......"

"No, this is the way of painting, this is indeed the way of painting!"

In the eyes of everyone, the colors in Lin Ke's pigments are different from the traditional gray, black and white.

Yellow, red, brown, green, blue, white......

Even blended with each other, there are light yellow, dark yellow, bright yellow, red red, light red, orange red......

A wide variety of colors appear in a variety of shapes on the paper of Linko's drawing board.

This is not the first time that the human eye has come into contact with these colors.

However, it was the first time they had come into contact with these colors in their paintings.

"Uh-huh-"

Lin Ke held a round-tipped pen, flat-tip pen, fan-shaped pen, row pen, etc., and painted by kneading, threading, and frustration.

In the eyes of onlookers, Lin Ke's paintings gradually changed from chaotic colors to orderly.

And in this order, the whole painting becomes a coherent picture.

On Linke's painting, a flourishing tree occupies three-quarters of the painting.

Above the trees, there are red and white plum blossoms, brown trunks and green leaves dotted among them.

And under the tree, there is the back of a small child.

The child sat on the bench with his chin in his hands and stared at the tree in a daze.

At the same time, there is a little bit of a bright, eye-catching, blazing red sun in one corner of the painting that is ready to rise.

"This is an oil painting, titled: "Sunrise".

Lin Ke finished drawing and slowly exhaled.

Fortunately, he has a fast hand, and he already has a composition in mind, coupled with the use of transformative power, so that he can finish this picture in more than 20 minutes.

If you put it in your previous life, you probably won't be able to draw it in two hours.

At this time, after Lin Ke finished speaking, everyone felt that they had recovered from the shock of the painting.

This is a collision between different civilizations and different arts!

There is no distinction between high and low art.

But there is a difference in art.

And the paintings painted by Lin Ke at this time are different from the paintings of the Great Wei Shengchao all along!

The paintings of the Great Wei Dynasty, whether they are realistic paintings or freehand paintings, do not focus on color.

And now?

In the painting "Sunrise", the clusters of bright pink flowers, the verdant leaves, the finishing touches......

Shock!

It's amazing!

And just as Lin Ke finished painting, there was a sudden fluctuation in the sky.

A little bit of red is sprinkled in the capital.

Before the sun was over, the sun rose......

(End of chapter)