There are more than 100 Fusang demons in the Imperial Pond Garden, all of whom feel the same way as the owner of the sea square. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info raised their white fans one after another, like butterflies flapping their wings, and shouted in unison, "Tang Yin! Tang Yin! Tang Yin——"

In the face of strength, regional feelings temporarily retreated. Rao is a local great painter Gechuan, and he is not favoritic.

Tang Bohu's painting depicts the object of the palace maid watching the moon Alisha, but it is out of the limitations of mortals' naked eyes, across time and space, directly pointing out the living conditions of this woman in the fisherman's house back then, relying on the external appearance and the deduction of props, allowing the audience to make up for the freedom and the preciousness of the hard work in their own brains.

Utagawa Kuniyoshi stood in the shadow of the stage, his face was already without arrogance, and he sighed, "Master of the Heavenly Empire, it really deserves its name...... Since then, I really have to rethink the essence of the painting, correct the deviation and correct it, and take Mr. Bohu as an example to learn. ”

Du Yuan was not far behind him, peeking close to the drapery, hearing this, he secretly felt in his heart - these Japanese people have one thing in common, that is, they are extremely awe-inspiring the strong. This quality is destined for them not to slap a swollen face and become fat. There is awe before there is enterprising...... This nation is really not to be underestimated.

Rembrandt was also not far away, he was full of confidence, but now he was dumbfounded. He still couldn't understand, what is so beautiful about those black, black, white and white oriental ink paintings?

He strode forward, called out to the attendants to reactivate all the lanterns, illuminate the stage, and pointed to his work, "Ladies and gentlemen, are you blind?

He lit the dark purple in the background of the figure on the canvas, "This is the subjective purple, look here-" He also pointed to the golden hairpin on the head of the palace maid in the painting, "This is the objective yellow." ”

Then he licked his chest and said proudly, "When the subjective meets the objective, the latter immediately exudes a dazzling golden light from the inconspicuous earthy yellow in the paint! You know, there is no gold dust in the oil paint, why can I turn the yellow into gold? Because of the complementary color relationship, this is where my great inspiration to the world of painting lies." Before me, the 'complementary color relationship' had never been taken seriously enough, and it was not until I used purple to bring out the golden rays of the earthy yellow that the human eye could see the magic of color science......"

The audience did not appreciate it, and the group erupted in a burst of boos. Someone else laughed, "Put away your, who cares? We don't understand-"

Someone else chimed in, "By the way, pack and take away your bruises, otherwise this demon will make you bruise all over your body!" The scene was chaotic, but it was very joyful.

Da Vinci in the background sat still all the time, but he couldn't help but shake his head at the moment. Du Yuan was unwilling to let go of the opportunity to be taught, and immediately leaned over and asked, "Isn't Rembrandt right? ”

"Yes, all right. Leonardo da Vinci raised an index finger and pointed at Du Yuan's chest and said, "But, remember—at any time, skill should not be greater than emotion." After saying that, the deep gaze was hidden in the shadows under the hood, and there was no recurrence.

Du Yuan vaguely understands these simple and true knowledge, but he has never been so firm, he is only half-faithful and half-kept, and there are often overpasses. Today, when I was taught by idols, I immediately dispelled the fog in my heart, and from then on I enshrined these principles as the supreme guideline.

"The first group of cormorants team is over, according to the statistics of the group fan votes, Mr. Tang Yin won the final promotion right with eighty-nine votes - congratulations to Mr. Tang!"

The announcement of the front desk master of ceremonies led the audience to cheer like thunder.

The atmosphere in the garden became more and more enthusiastic, and those big demons gradually forgot their reserve while drinking and admiring the paintings, and began to reveal their usual bewitching faces layer by layer.

"The second group - the perched ibis team is on the field, and there are three gentlemen, Miyazaki Jun, Du Yuan, and Renoir—"

The sound of war drums was urgent, and under the pull of the old man Miyazaki, Du Yuan woke up like a dream, and followed the former to the stage in a daze.

The Renoir master had already appeared on his own, his forehead was high, and although his hairline receded to the middle of his head, his hair was very luxuriant. More than half of his dark blonde hair had turned gray, and so did his beard, which was trimmed and trimmed.

He was tall and tall, with a pair of brown eyes embedded in his thin face, and a rather soft gaze.

Rembrandt's painting has been removed from the shelf and a blank canvas has been rearranged, taut and quite flat on the wooden shelf.

When Du Yuan saw him, he immediately stepped forward to greet him in French, "Teacher Piyech, good evening!"

Renoir pulled his pipe out of his mouth and knocked it on the trellis, "What?

Du Yuan said respectfully, "I have studied in France for several years, and I have a lot of admiration for Impressionism. I like your 'Lunch on a Yacht' one of the most, and every time I revisit it, I feel a lot. ”

"Oh, tell me, what's so good about that picture?" Renoir seemed suspicious of the young admirer of the Orient, and had been under the impression of vulgarity since he had come to Leonardo da Vinci for an autograph last night.

"Hmm...... Before the birth of that painting, secular style paintings also existed for a long time, but most of them were limited to depicting scenes, and the figures were only symbolic embellishments.

But this painting is different in that it includes 14 figures in a close-up shot, plus a pet dog and fox terrier. The limited depth of field is not a constraint, and everyone is surprisingly at ease and has their own place. And no one showed contrived to the audience, as if you were stealthy and did a candid shot. The authenticity and agility are breathtaking!"

Thousands of clothes are worn, and the sycophants are not worn, and there is such a wonderful sycophant that is so reasonable-

Renoir was moved by his words and smiled for the first time, "...... I didn't think much of it at the time, I just laid it out. ”

"Also-" Du Yuan was still unsatisfied, "You were the first to get rid of the so-called 'academic ideal light source', and gave full play to the backlight diffuse reflection effect that only came in later generations." In my time, many photographers followed this norm and produced a number of successful people. That fleeting agility becomes a permanent eternity in your paintings. ”

Rarely, Renoir's thin old face revealed a touch of ruddy, "Hehe, average, third in Europe." In terms of styling, I personally admire Master Ingres, in terms of using light, and Monet's brother first. ”

Hey, he was really unambiguous, directly gave his personal ranking, and listed himself as a tanhua.

"Everyone, it's time to choose a model, who will go first?" Liao Qing cautiously interjected.

There was already a row of palace maids standing on the side of the stage, waiting for the masters to choose.

At the insistence of the other two, Renoir picked out the most lively-looking woman first.

Old man Toshishi Miyazaki chose the second choice, and he picked a petite girl who looked like she was not yet an adult.

Du Yuanzhi was not in the game, so he stepped forward and pulled one out of the queue at random.

The bang rings, and the timer begins. This time, Liao Qing did not create an hourglass, because the three of them seemed to be polite and decent, and it seemed that there was no need for much urging.

Both Miyazaki and Adu chose to write on the scroll, while Renoir continued to use the canvas.

Du Yuan was not in a hurry, grabbed an ink ingot on the long case, pretended to grind, and secretly glanced at the audience with his eyes, searching for the figure of Grandma Baifen.

Huh, where has this demon venerable gone? Why hasn't she shown up yet? Could it be that she wrapped herself in her cocoon-like hair and sank into the Qingxi of the underground palace, still asleep at the moment?

......

Jun Miyazaki, as a master of animation, can only be tough at this time.

He wanted to open it, and in terms of skills, he couldn't mention it with the sages in the audience. But this event is really a once-in-a-lifetime event, and I have no regrets about being able to participate in it, so what more could I ask for?

He chose a set of watercolor tools, calmly dissolved the paint with water, and first used charcoal strips to start the sketch.

......

Compared with Rembrandt, Renoir is very elegant, he holds an enamel pipe, using only two medium-sized brushes, No. 4 and No. 3, with a front sweep and a side hook, with a coherent and unhurried brush, and a very leisurely rhythm. People can't help but worry about whether there is enough time for him?

The demons in the audience, some looked forward to it, some teased each other, and some toasted each other.

The lord of the sea shop suddenly raised his eyes and looked around, "Hey, this event is full of wine, why don't you see the wine swallowing boy here?"

Someone replied from afar, "I went to Osaka with a wine swallow, and I said that I had fallen in love with a woman again, and I was probably peeling off the skin and sucking the marrow at this time!"

"Oh, no wonder!" smacked his lips as the owner of the sea, "the only thing that can make him forget about wine is the virgin bone marrow." However, the more women he eats, the more he resembles women—"

When the demons on both sides heard this, they all laughed obscenely.

Suddenly, another demon suggested, "It's better to take advantage of this gap and let the bride dance for everyone!"

The one who was called the bride stood up and stood without twisting, and it seemed that she was indeed a young woman. Her face was pale, and the hair on her forehead shimmered with silver white, and she twisted her waist and said, "Okay! everyone, and dodge—"

She said that she jumped and jumped, and as soon as her heels swirled, she jumped up from the table in the east chamber, flipped lightly all the way, and in the blink of an eye she reached the west chamber, picked up a wine glass with her toes, and drank it all.

Then he turned back and returned to the midfield, when suddenly eight knot-like feet burst out from under the skirt and spread out to the sides. There are more feet, and the speed is faster, but when I see the beautiful shadow flying, back and forth, every time I turn back, I pull out a silver filament-

Gradually, these elastic silk threads glue the two tables together, forming a huge network of eight trigrams. She jumped into the net, like playing on a trampoline, throwing herself into the air again and again, taking advantage of the gap before falling, making many graceful movements, her round lower abdomen appeared and disappeared from time to time, and her buttocks were more sexy in looking up.

The demons saw that they were up, applauding again and again, and the fans were waving more quickly than the wings of bees, if this was also a vote, I am afraid that even Tang Yin, who had played the last game, would have to lose.

Du Yuan looked at the stage and was taken aback! This guy is obviously a spider spirit......

In the Celestial Empire's cultivation realm, he has also seen a lot of strange people and strange things, which naturally includes all kinds of demonic beasts. For example, the green snake demon Cen Biqing, and the hybrid yuan true monarch who should be transformed into a dragon. But when it comes to the variety of demons and the frequency of their occurrence, there are still Fuso.

From the nine-tailed fox Yuzao to the toad Liaoqing, from the catfish essence sea owner to the spider spirit bride...... It's strange, is the water and soil on this island bad or too good? How do you breed so many monsters?

This bride has good physical strength, dancing wildly all the way, and she has not shed any sweat. The big demons are drooling, nosebleeds, and excitement is beyond words.

After a long time, suddenly someone said, "Okay, okay, it's almost done." This writing conference is about to turn into a ball, aren't you afraid that grandma will be displeased?"

Yes, this reminder is very timely, and the bride immediately closed the dance, and the eight long feet circled together, took back all the silk threads, shrunk again, and closed the bottom of the skirt, still turning into the appearance of an ordinary young woman.

The demons were still unsatisfied, and they couldn't say anything, so they could only sit upright again and look at the arena on the stage-

But seeing that Monsieur Renoir was nearing the end, the canvas was mottled with colors, fresh and bright, with a touch of pink, a touch of green, a touch of yellow, a touch of blue...... It is extremely soft and vibrant, pleasing to the eye.

And Miyazaki Jun is even more terrible, I don't know when he asked for a pile of paper, the upper ends are all glued together, hanging on the painting scroll, look at the top one, vaguely painted is the blue sky and white clouds, dairy pastures, in the foreground a half-length girl is bowing her head and pulling the collar of the kimono with both hands, because the head is very deep, you can't see the face at all......

Let's look at the unknown Mr. Du Xiao from the Celestial Empire...... Why is he still working on ink?

The master of ceremonies Liao Qing can't stand it anymore, okay - Mr. Miyazaki painted a faceless portrait, this is not counted, this Mr. Du simply didn't start writing...... Is this game still comparable?

"Ahem, Mr. Du Yuan, it's almost time, and there is still a cup of tea......

Du Yuan woke up like a dream, hey, hey, he patronized to watch the spider spirit dance, and he didn't think of how to assassinate Bai Tomb, let alone draw a few strokes!

"Oh, that's it, right away—I'll start writing!"