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I looked at Hu Shuxiu again, and the sunlight shining through the window slanted on the beauty, and there was a sense of surprise. Chris quickly decided to paint a frontal portrait, and the natural light and shadow contours combined with perspective techniques to create a complete aesthetic were not difficult, and she began to immerse herself in painting.

And Gao Zunhui and Shen Kuo didn't know when they came to her back.

When he started to draw the outline, Shen Kuo saw that Ouyang Feng held the pen and painted in a strange way, and frowned frequently, revealing a confused look. But as the lines were presented, his eyes widened wider and wider, although Shen Kuo did not paint, he was also a person who loved painting, and he was an expert in painting and calligraphy appreciation that even Wu Daoren recognized, and his face was full of excitement at this moment.

Gao Zunhui snickered on the side, and said in his heart: When I saw the surging painting, it must have been this sluggish one.

Chris is fully engaged, and the pen is getting faster and faster.

She portrayed Hu Shuxiu's facial features very accurately, but there were no traces of carving, focusing on those eyes, adding flexible highlight treatment, making the eyes watery and three-dimensional. The picture is transformed from the middle to the edge, from light to dark, and the relationship between virtual and real depends on each use of the pen, which is not greasy or messy, and the basic skills of sketching can be seen. A warm light on the face is the use of warm and cold colors against the backlight, which makes the picture very beautiful. Chris doesn't like the classical way of sketching, and if he paints everything in such detail, it's no different from a photograph. At this time, she suddenly remembered the freehand Chinese painting, and her subordinates accelerated their movements, with a few brushstrokes in their hair, which made them look relaxed and free, and the clothes added a little hazy freehand feeling.

Sure enough, Shen Kuo, who was looking at the painting, showed a very appreciative glint in his eyes.

Although the imperial pharmacist was attracted by Ouyang Feng and the pencil brought by his uncle at first, he respected Wu Daoren in the end, Wu everyone started painting, he walked to the table, watched silently, and his eyes were reluctant to close, this is the most once-in-a-lifetime learning opportunity.

Wu Daoren's painting is almost formed, and the imperial pharmacist secretly breathes a sigh of relief, and sighs in his heart that it is worthy of being Wu everyone. On the screen, it is the envoys of the Fan Gang who visit the heavens and the pilgrim monks. The holy monk holds his staff in both hands, and his demeanor is majestic. In front of the holy monk knelt a group of envoys, carefully holding the tribute in his hand, with a humble expression. The depiction of the people in the painting is meticulous and vivid, the envoy of Fanbang has a beard and cloud sideburns, several feet flying, the hair roots come out of the flesh, the clothes of the holy monks are flying in the wind, and the clothes are vertical and horizontal. There are not many characters, but the expressions are different, the atmosphere is relaxed, the rhythm is undulating, and the meaning of the painting is self-evident. I don't know how Ouyang Feng felt when he saw this painting?

The Imperial Medicine Master thought of Ouyang Feng and raised his eyes. Seeing that there were little uncle and Lord Shen standing next to him, the little uncle was proud, and that Lord Shen's eyes flashed with a strange light like seeing a treasure. The Imperial Medicine Master couldn't help but wonder what Ouyang Feng had painted. He couldn't hold back his curiosity, quietly retreated, and then walked around half a circle towards Ouyang Feng's easel.

The brother-in-law saw him coming over and gave him a place to come out. When he saw the drawing board, like Lord Shen, he froze for a moment, and an incredible expression appeared on his face. He saw that in the process of Ouyang Feng's painting, he kept pulling out different pencils from the cloth bag around his waist, and each pen could draw strokes with different shades of ink, making the picture immediately colorful.

These complex grays express different lights and colors, and under the sharp and loose interaction, the picture slowly brightens, and the woman in the painting seems to be breathing. When the painting was almost finished, Chris stopped and looked at it, and the painting seemed so realistic that even she was amazed. The last few times she painted, she always had a subtle feeling, and she felt that her eyesight seemed to become extra sensitive to light, so that she could write like a god.

Perhaps because of the competition mechanism, there is motivation when there is pressure, and Li Gonglin unexpectedly found that he was the first to complete the painting, faster than Wu Dajia. Wu has always been a subordinate of the family, and he usually can't compare. He looked at the drawing paper in front of him, and the image of Hu Shuxiu was painted by him very vividly. As the saying goes, if you don't break it, you can't stand it, and today, Li Gonglin uses a single line to outline the figures, and the whole painting is shaped by different lines of thickness, straightness, shade, lightness, and urgency, and expresses the meaning. In addition to the delicate outline of the character's facial features, the hair is expressed with concise and skillful lines, with some parts slightly rendered, and the texture of the clothes is swallowed up by a piece of ink, and the lines are more coarse and freehand, which is why he can complete it so quickly.

Handwriting is the handwriting of the heart, Li Gonglin looked at this painting that was still simple and serious, and today's white lines seemed to make him very satisfied, and he even felt that this was the best painting he had ever painted.

He put down his pen, glanced at Ouyang Feng, and saw that there were people around him, so he didn't go over to join in the fun.

Next, Wu Daoren put away the pen first, followed by Ouyang Feng, but Li Zhiyi's ink and bamboo drawing, which was actually a little tangled, and finally completed.

The crowd gathered in front of the large central painting case with great interest, ready to evaluate the paintings one by one.

The first is Wu Daoren's paintings, his painting style is mature and steady, and he has his own school.

It's just that when everyone saw this painting, they all smiled secretly.

Chris didn't understand, and Gao Zunhui secretly told her the deep meaning. Chris said in his heart: It seems that everyone Wu is still a little humorous.

The second is a painting by Li Gonglin.

Not only Hu Shuxiu and Li Zhiyi praised it again and again, but even Wu everyone said that such an artistic conception has surpassed themselves. Shen Kuo commented: "The painting is simple and the meaning is endless", which is the best work he has ever seen Boshi.

The third is a painting by Chris.

When the painting was presented on the case, the crowd took a long breath, which they had never seen before.

Li Gonglin slowly woke up from the shock, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that there was such a expressive painting in the world, and there was such a shocking painting method.

Li Zhiyi looked at the painting, and then looked at his own lady. He never imagined that the person in the painting was so similar to the real person, and the person in the painting seemed to be able to reach out and touch it. After being surprised, he was displeased and said: "The painter should add his own creation to the real thing, and the painting should be simple, understanding, and expressive. ”

If this is still called a small skill of carving insects, then the painters in the world should not cry blindly.

Although Li Gonglin agreed with Li Zhiyi's statement that "painting should be important", he was still deeply impressed by Ouyang Feng's magical painting skills. He is good at "white drawing", which is completely different from his technique. None of the woman's complexion is white, it is composed of rich gray, but the texture of the watery and white skin is unexpectedly onto the paper, which is amazing.

Shen Kuo watched Ouyang Feng paint almost the whole time, he definitely couldn't recognize Li Zhiyi's words, and said: "This kind of painting technique is by no means so simple. ”

Hu Shuxiu is very interested in pencils, so in the process of painting, she is also observing. From the very beginning, she could see a slight difference, Li Gonglin also observed her clothes and hairstyle when she started painting, and soon buried herself in painting, while Ouyang Feng looked at her from time to time, and seemed to be measuring herself with the pencil in her hand, which made her unable to understand. Then, when Shen Kuo came to look at the painting, the look in his eyes was even more than he expected. She couldn't be more familiar with Shen Kuo, and only when she talked about arithmetic would those eyes shine with such a brilliant light. She was even more curious about what Ouyang Feng could paint himself.

Now that she has seen the picture, she is even more surprised, and at this time, Shen Kuo's words reminded her, and she couldn't help asking, "Brother Shen, what do you think?"

Shen Kuo said: "I can't figure it out now, I always feel that this painting technique seems to be full of mathematics." ”

Li Zhiyi frowned, and said in her heart: The lady is the daughter of a scholar of the Hanlin Academy, and she is an extremely smart and talented woman, and even the prince treats her like a guest. She not only knows the Five Classics, knows history books, but also can write poems and lyrics, she is simply omniscient, especially good at arithmetic, and even Shen Kuo often comes to her to ask for advice. However, both of them are "number idiots", and they can talk about arithmetic for a few hours.

Sure enough, when Hu Shuxiu heard this, he immediately became excited, and said: "When I saw him painting, he used the pen as a ruler and measured me again and again. ”

Shen Kuo came to his senses and said, "Yes, how did I be negligent. He turned his head and asked aloud, "What are you painting against?"

Chris touched his chin and thought for a moment, "You mean the golden section?"

"What's that?"

"It's really a math problem. ”

Hearing this, Shen Kuo and Hu Shuxiu both involuntarily took a few steps closer to Chris, and a strange light flashed in their eyes.

Chris thought to himself: I'm not a mathematician, but I can try to explain the golden section. She said slowly: "In the world, the structure of many birds, beasts, or flowers and plants follows a fixed ratio, which is 0.618. ”

Everyone frowned when they heard this, looking confused.

Chris picked up a pencil and drew a five-pointed star in the blank space at the bottom of his painting, and said, "For example, the ratio of the three pairs of line segments in the five-pointed star is 0.618......" Chris didn't know how to represent decimals in ancient China, so he used the simplest way to express this ratio, "Their ratio is one thousand to six hundred and eighteen, and it has nothing to do with the size of the five-pointed star, no matter how big the five-pointed star is, this ratio is the same." ”

Everyone only thought that this statement was very magical, and when they started talking about it, Wu Daoren was also surprised.

Hu Shuxiu muttered and repeated the number "0.618", and said, "Are you talking about the decimal of the big food country?"

Chris was stunned for a moment and asked, "Do you know decimals?"

Hu Shuxiu nodded and said, "In my Great Song Dynasty, it is called the number of emblems, and what you said should be six cents and one centimeter and eight millimeters." ”

The others listened to Hu Shuxiu's words and now understood.

"It's best if you can understand!" Chris was very pleased, the woman who was proficient in arithmetic that the little uncle said was Hu Shuxiu. She picked up a pencil and gestured on the portrait, "For example, here here, here here, this is in line with this ratio." Such a structure is prone to aesthetic appeal. ”

After Chris pointed and said, everyone looked at the picture according to what she said, and the more they looked closely, the more they felt that her words made some sense, which was a kind of perspective that they had never thought of before.

"It's really a magic skill!" Shen Kuo exclaimed: "This is simply unheard of......"

Yes, no one has ever put arithmetic and painting together, how can this not make Shen Kuo excited.

Hu Shuxiu asked: "You said that there are many birds, beasts, or flowers and plants that match the sixths of a centimeter?"

Chris thought back for a moment and said, "For example, nautilus, pine cones, pineapples, ......"

Li Gonglin knew that if this topic was allowed to continue, he might not be able to stop talking about it all night, so he interjected: "The characters drawn by Your Excellency are so realistic, can you not hesitate to teach them the secret method?"

"It's not a secret method. Chris smiled and said, "The method of drawing used below is called perspective, which is simply a change in distance between near and far. ”

"Near big and far small? Painters of all ages have discussed it, and it is not a new method. ”

"Chinese painting is about scattered perspective, and what I am talking about is focus perspective. For example, in this painting, the focus of perspective is Miss Hu's eyes, which not only highlights the subject and attracts attention, but also produces a unique beauty of space. However, it can be said that there is no focus in the paintings of Brother Bo Shi, and it can also be said that there is a focus everywhere. The view of Chinese painting should 'move with the painting, the painting with the heart', the visual of the activity can form a roundabout and coherent picture, if used in landscape painting, it can create a sense of grandeur and grandeur. She glanced at Li Zhiyi and said, "Actually, what Uncle Duan said just now is not bad, your paintings pay attention to artistic conception, but my painting method is to pursue realism." ”

Now, everyone knows that he is by no means boastful, but a person who loves and understands painting. In the eyes of everyone, the quail's knotted and unkempt shape is not as unpleasant as it seems at first.

Wu Daoren knew a little more in his heart, Ouyang Feng was by no means too modest or pretentious, what he showed today should be some basic techniques, and he definitely had a higher level of painting skills! He said: "Okay, let's take a look at Uncle Duan's paintings." ”

When Li Zhiyi heard this, she smiled bitterly and said: "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, I'm not in a good state today, don't laugh at me." ”

It's just that Li Zhiyi is uncertain when painting, suffering from gains and losses, and the branches he paints are rigid and clumsy, and the bamboo leaves are scattered and disorganized.

Seeing that his painting was messy, and everyone didn't say anything, Li Zhiyi's face was a little unbearable.

Chris asked, "Uncle Duan, would you mind adding a few strokes to the bottom?"

Li Zhiyi was already depressed, subconsciously looked at Ouyang Feng, and when he saw him smiling at him, he shook his head lightly at the moment, thinking: It's already like this, how bad can it be.

Chris picked up the brush on the pen stand, dipped it in ink, and swiped it on the painting.

The Imperial Medicine Master's eyes widened, looking at Ouyang Feng with a focused expression, and thought: It turns out that he will also focus on painting.

With a little bit of pen and ink, Li Zhiyi's gloomy gaze became bright.

Ouyang Feng actually added another bamboo next to the bamboo he painted. Li Zhiyi's bamboo painting is too far to the right, and the ink color is heavy, which obviously lacks the brushwork of the five colors of ink and the layers of each other. Against the backdrop of the light ink bamboo painted by Ouyang Feng, the original thick ink bamboo immediately stood out. The bamboo leaves of the ink bamboo stretch upward, the posture is high-spirited, the leaves of the light bamboo leaves hang downward, the posture is gentle, the two bamboos fall in love with each other, and the charm is like a pair of lovers.

When Chris put down the pen, Li Zhiyi exclaimed: "Wonderful!

After reading it, Shen Kuo commented: "The location is cleverly changed, it should be naïve, the role is vertical and horizontal, and the work is all right." ”

Hu Shuxiu was grateful in his heart and said, "I didn't expect Mr. Ouyang's technique to be so exquisite!"

Chris looked at her and smiled: "This is just my imitation of other people's works! The painter I know can integrate the two painting methods of the East and the West, the ink and wash are colorful, the freehand and the realism are integrated, and the strengths of the family are adopted, and the north and the south are rich." ”

"Absorb the strengths of the crowd and integrate them. The Imperial Medicine Master repeated in his mouth, and Ouyang Feng's words seemed to have taken root in his heart. When he first saw Ouyang Feng's unique painting method, in addition to being surprised, he also had a faint rejection in his heart, but after listening to the explanation, he suddenly had a feeling of broadening his horizons, and felt that painting should not be confined to inherent things. Thinking about it again, martial arts are not the same, and they need to be the best of all families to integrate and understand in order to create a new pattern.

Wu Daoren asked, "What is the name of this painter?"

Chris said in his heart: His name is Zhang Daqian.

Zhang Daqian lived in Carmel on the Monterey Peninsula in California for seven years, and Chris lived in Monterey to learn to sail a boat, and visited Zhang Daqian's former residence, and she was deeply impressed by this master painter. When I saw the ink bamboo painted by Li Zhiyi, I remembered the "Double Bamboo Picture" that Zhang Daqian gave to Picasso back then, and simply painted it according to that feeling.

She said with a little regret, "He was a genius, but unfortunately he has passed away." ”

Wu Daoren nodded, and said with emotion: "The world hides the dragon and the crouching tiger, and the real talents are hidden in the depths and hidden among all living beings......"

Gao Zunhui jumped out at the right time, shook his head and said: "Shouldn't you be grateful to me, not only did I give you the opportunity to learn skills, but also saw strange people and strange things, but it was an eye-opener......

"Okay, your kindness is indispensable, the old man will give you a few paintings!"

"Don't say it, it's like I'm taking advantage of it. Gao Zunhui smiled and said: "I have already asked the shopkeeper to prepare, everyone has a set of 'pencils'!"

Li Gonglin coaxed: "It should be like this! Otherwise, you can still get out of the door of the study?"

Everyone laughed.

Shen Kuo praised: "Unlike the brush that needs ink, but also the inkstone grinding, this pencil only needs to be sharpened with a knife to write and paint, you can carry it with you, take it out and use it at any time." ”

"Actually, if you add some paint to the recipe, it becomes a colored pencil. ”

"Color?" Li Gonglin asked, "That Zhang Daqian, what do you mean when you say that his paintings are heavy on ink and color?"

In fact, the person who combines the two methods of painting is not unique to him. Chris rolled his eyes and said: There are also impressionists, Monet, Van Gogh......