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Ink painting is particular about a "meaning" word, artistic conception arrives, the whole painting will give people a feeling of being surrounded by artistic conception, the Chinese painting master is very skilled in brushwork, when painting, the action is also particularly exaggerated and domineering, an ordinary brush in his hand, like a living real dragon, on the white paper keeps dancing.

It didn't take long, just a few minutes, I saw the corners of the Chinese painting master's eyes slightly raised, and the corners of his lips were inadvertently raised, revealing a smile, and a landscape painting with sweet artistic conception took shape under his pen.

The things painted by the master of Chinese painting are very simple, just an ordinary mountain, but under his wonderful brushwork, this mountain gives people a feeling of mystery.

Because it is an ink painting, the mountain has only a simple outline, and the details seem a little blurred, or even completely absent, but it is these ambiguities and deliberate neglect that make this painting have the characteristics of the overall artistic conception far beyond ordinary ink paintings, especially a figure in a pavilion on the mountainside.

At first glance, this is just a simple back, but if you look closely, you will find that the most special thing about this figure is not the gender, appearance or appearance, but why this person is in the gazebo. What he was thinking in the face of the distant sun, whether he was looking forward to it or feeling lost, you can't know, you can only guess by your own imagination.

This is the artistic conception that this painting brings to people, you can appreciate the expectation of a better life from this painting, and you can also understand the helpless sigh of life. Because, this person is in a very special position, not in the safest position of the gazebo, but standing on the edge of the gazebo. Just take one more step to the edge. It's the cliff.

"Wow!! worthy of being a master of Chinese painting......! This...... Is this a masterful painting? It's so good!"

"A master is a master, and the level is really not what those of us can imagine!

"It's amazing! An ordinary ink painting can paint such a good artistic conception, and from beginning to end. The time it took to complete the painting was still so short. Seemingly. This little brother is going to lose!"

"That's right. A painting can depict a person's contradictory feelings so realistically, I think this little brother is doomed. To be called a master is indeed not an ordinary person. Just a painting, I saw the gap. ”

The next moment, a huge discussion sounded, and the focus of people's discussion was undoubtedly the work that the master of Chinese painting had just completed, although Wuqi did not participate, but to be honest, for these comments of the masses, he also had to agree that this old painter with the title of master of Chinese painting really has a very high attainment in painting, and it is definitely the highest level in this city.

However, if you want to beat yourself with this painting alone, it is definitely a joke, and you can paint such a masterpiece even better, even if you have already reached the realm of spiegel and stop water.

Thinking of this, Wuqi smiled slightly.

He had 12 points of confidence in himself, and as soon as his mind moved, he began to paint. However, in order to highlight that his level is higher than that of the master of Chinese painting, Wuqi did not choose the same brush and ink as the master of Chinese painting for ink painting, but picked up a variety of prepared pigments and used the brush to make color paintings.

Compared with the speed of the master of Chinese painting, the speed of Wuqi is obviously much slower, and the range of action of painting is not very large, and there is no domineering of the master of Chinese painting at that time, but it is better to be delicate.

As long as he perceives any disharmony, he will stop to make up for the part he has ignored, so as to connect the various scenes in the painting more reasonably.

Time passed in such a boring process, minute by minute, because the speed of Wuqi's painting was too slow, and there were too many details to deal with, and the painting was a color painting, before coloring, outsiders could not see anything specific to be expressed, and many onlookers lost interest when they saw half of it, and even, the number of people who left became more and more.

At the same time, as time passed, the voices of discussion against Wuqi became more and more unfavorable, reverberating one after another.

"What the hell is he drawing?"

"I don't know what to do. All I could see was a few lines. ”

"What the hell, this little guy has been painting for hours, and he still hasn't drawn anything, is he painting?"

"I suspect that he has given up, he is just deliberately delaying time, maybe he can't afford to lose, I'm afraid of losing face. ”

"I see, it's not that he can't afford to lose, but he doesn't want to lose, he can't lose, and he can't accept the fact that he loses. Don't forget, this little brother makes a living by selling paintings, and if he loses, do you think his paintings can still sell as well as before?"

There is no doubt that these words were heard by Wuqi, very harsh, but Wuqi didn't care, but as if he was listening to a joke that had nothing to do with him, he put it aside with a slight smile, and continued to make his own paintings wholeheartedly, putting all his energy on hand, and continuing to make the most basic sketches before the completion of the color painting.

After another full hour, Wu Wizard finally finished all his sketches, and breathed a long sigh of relief, by this time, there were few people left who had faith in him, and the number of people who mocked him, ready to see his jokes, were more and more, almost enough to fill the whole street.

However, when Wu Qi saw this, he still smiled plainly, and all the ugly words were completely left behind by him as if he hadn't heard them, he didn't mean to be angry at all, and he didn't have the mood to explain, and he didn't bother to explain, so he continued to concentrate on his own business in front of everyone's laughter in front of everyone's words. Dip in paint and paint the sketch little by little.

This is another long process, the work of coloring is very meticulous, not letting go of any detail, and the processing is also very careful, almost every time you are lustful in an area, you must carefully stop the brush and carefully observe it, until you are satisfied with the color of that area, and then you will start the coloring work of the next area.

Exactly two hours later. No Wizard finally finished his painting. With a sigh of relief, he put down his paintbrush and put his work in order for the first time, truly showing it in front of everyone. He smiled and said, "Okay, please watch." ”

As soon as this statement came out. Many people expressed disdain. Because their attention has long since left the drawing paper, and has shifted to Wuqi's face, or some thoughts that are in common with themselves. On the body of the person who is discussing how Wuqi will make a fool of himself, few people pay attention to Wuqi's paintings.

Hearing Wuqi's words, these people sneered again and again, and no one was interested in glancing at them, because they didn't believe that Wuqi's paintings could be better than those of the masters of Chinese painting, but at this time, an abrupt exclamation suddenly appeared in the crowd, and as soon as this remark came out, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Oh my God!! this ...... It's definitely the most beautiful painting I've ever seen in my life!

However, when it comes to the real content, many people can't help but shake their heads and laugh. Because, this is completely nonsense, if the works of the masters of Chinese painting can't have such a reputation, then does that master still deserve such a high title?

So, many people invariably opened their mouths and began to subconsciously make fun of that person.

"You're not talking nonsense! How can the works of Chinese painting masters not be beautiful!"

"That's it, you're making too much fuss, aren't you? We've all seen it before, and it's really beautiful. ”

"Xiao Wu! You are really, can you not speak so loudly? It scared me a lot! If you make such a fuss, be careful that I beat you!"

"No! Everyone is mistaken! I'm not talking about the ink painting of the master of Chinese painting! It's ...... It's this painting by Brother Wuqi! Let's take a look!"

However, the answer given by Xiao Wu surprised many people, and at the moment when Xiao Wu's voice landed, many people couldn't believe their ears, and suddenly turned their heads to look at the painting in Xiao Wu's mouth, and at first glance, they were completely stunned, no, more precisely, they were completely shocked by what they saw.

In front of Wuqi's eyes, a mountain appeared, it was a real mountain, whether it was the color, or the light, or the structure of the trees and rocks on the mountain, there was no painting at all, it was a real hill, and in this hill, there was a pavilion.

The design of this gazebo is very ordinary, but the faded paint on the gazebo, as well as the incomplete top, show that the age of the gazebo is a little old, however, this does not affect the ornamentality, but makes this gazebo more of a color of the years, very meaningful.

Is this a painting?

Seeing this, many people began to ask themselves and wanted to get a positive answer, but unfortunately, no matter how many times they asked their hearts, people got the same answer and shook their heads.

Because this is really not like a painting, it is too realistic, everyone carefully scanned the gazebo up and down, left and right countless times, and no one can see that this gazebo is a painting, not a real existence.

Just inside the pavilion, there is still a person, this person, because of the angle, can only see the back, but because of the light and this person's clothes are a little down, people who do not understand the artistic conception of the painting can also see that this is a bleak and lonely back, very desolate, however, in front of this person, there is a round of red sun hanging, which makes this painting have more hope.

This feeling makes people look very entangled, as if conveying a sense of expectation for a better life, and as if expressing a kind of sadness like a hero's loneliness. It is very complicated, and at first glance it makes people feel extremely contradictory, but it is impressive and unforgettable.

This is the painting made by Wuqi, which is no different from what the master of Chinese painting depicts, but compared to the painting of the master of Chinese painting, this painting is obviously of a higher level. Because this painting not only has the artistic conception that a painting needs most, but also has a sense of reality that ink painting does not have, and this reality brings an unprecedented resonance to all those who watch the scene.

Seeing this painting, which took nearly ten hours to complete, and then turning their heads to look at the ink painting of the master of Chinese painting, which only took a few minutes to complete, a simple comparison gave birth to a common answer in everyone's hearts.

"Brother Wuqi's painting is better! This time the painting is compared, it is Brother Wuqi who wins!"

The next moment, until people were full of praise for Wuqi's work and no longer made any mockery, the crowd finally erupted in cheers in support of Wuqi and rejoicing in Wuqi's victory.

As for the master of Chinese painting, he walked away, although he was very unwilling to lose, but he had to admit that Wuqi was indeed a step superior to him, so he had to quietly erase this dark history in his painting career, and never repeat it.

At this point, Wuqi's reputation finally started in the capital of the Lonely Goose Country, Wuqi and Xiaobai also successfully survived in the capital in their own way, and their lives are getting better and better day by day from today, and business is becoming more and more prosperous day by day, but Wuqi's cultivation progress of his own mentality has been slow to progress, which makes Wuqi a little confused.

Could it be that my approach is wrong?

As soon as he thought of this, Wuqi fell into confusion. (To be continued......)