Shi Liyi, these small emotions, the experience of Xie Zhen and others, can be seen at a glance, but the mentality and level are different, and I won’t care at this time
Shook his head and smiled.
"Eye painting pays attention to’ imitating the ancients and forcing Xiao’, but blindly imitating the ancient and not knowing how to adapt will fall into a narrow pattern." Xie Zhen said with some emotion, "The scenery of Huangshan Mountain in this painting is soft and charming, luxurious and luxurious, but the old man has read the interest, charm and style from it."
"Simple and elegant, elegant and elegant" Jiang Tongbao looked back from the painting and then nodded and added.
"Retro, after all, is to go beyond … Japan, your point of view is that in the early years, the old man in the literary world was the same as a few old friends, but in the eyes, I know that it is difficult to make progress after all."
These words can be regarded as Xie Zhen’s summary of his life. He and some others tried to create a new literary pattern under the banner of retro, but the final result was not as satisfactory as humanism, but more should be adapted to the contemporary.
"But …" Japan seems to want to argue a few words.
Xie Zhen’s words then sounded, "The key is that the old man saw something from the painting of the eye. These strokes seem casual and trivial, but they are not casual." The voice said that there was a slight pause here. "This has become a style …"
Li Yiwen’s artistic style is unique. Even if the painting is full of flowers, if the style is not good, it will still be inseparable from the craftsman’s style. If you want to enter the room, you must have your own style. You must have an established style, and even if you finish different paintings, you can easily judge whether it is done by one person.
But … Is there such a thing as style?
"Mao Qin Gong’s statement is not too much, is it?" Yan Yili frowned and questioned the sentence.
"It may not be difficult to draw beautifully, but it is difficult to have a set of things that belong to you. This is the style. I dare to say this. Naturally, there is some basis." Xie Zhen reached out and took a picture next to it. "This is another painting in Chinese. Although the description is different, the style is the same."
Uh…
Yan Zhili’s eyes suddenly paused for a while. Did Xu Xuan actually draw two pictures? This speed … Behind it is naturally a certain degree of skillful skill. Xie Zhen seems to regard his paintings with special respect. So if you want to come to another painting level, you can also enter Xie Zhen’s eyes to ensure the quality of the two paintings in such a short time … This alone, Xu Xuan will lead the rest of the people by a large margin.
only when
Just thinking about it, Xie Zhen’s words sounded again.
"If it’s still hard to judge, here’s another one …"
Uh, anything else?
The three paintings in the lights are in good order, and there is a sudden sense of absurdity in front of my eyes.
At the end of the crowd, they opened their mouths and felt a little numb at this time. Wen Kui won’t be too long when competing for each item. In a short time, many people were already reluctant to finish one painting, but Xu Xuan actually won three.
"SIRS, if you don’t believe me, you can come and compare it with one … the style of putting pen to paper coloring has been formed. With these, even if you don’t have a signature, you can see at a glance that this is Chinese … although it was hasty in a short time, it actually guaranteed the roughly same level." Xie Zhen said, licking his mouth. "It’s really commendable."
And Xu Xuan, in the past life, because of interest, several names of Xin’ an Painting School were often copied. To some extent, it can be regarded as an eye-catching, but it is only necessary to do it again, and the output is omitted. When designing the layout, the Middle East and the West are painted according to the impression, so there is little difference between one picture and two or more.
After Xie Zhen finished, his eyes fell again, with a somewhat complicated and emotional expression. It took a long time before he sighed and said, "The piano art has been surprising. I don’t want Danqing Road to be so outstanding … Is it necessary to call you a lot of people in Chinese?"
Xu everyone?
It’s really never occurred to me that Xu Xuanshen is indifferent to these comments. On the one hand, it’s because the original attitude is that he is not prepared to do anything if he is not strict and courteous. Therefore, it’s enough to be able to achieve his goal after this. On the other hand, although Xie Zhen seems to be amazing, he can’t cheat himself. It’s dangerous to plagiarize. Although there is no pressure, if he counts the honor brought by plagiarism as himself after this, he doesn’t know it.
Japan’s eyes ruthlessly stared at several painters in front of her eyes and looked back and forth several times … I have to admit that Xie Zhen’s words were for a while before she suddenly closed her mouth and bowed her head.
Jiang Tongbao reached for a handful of drawing paper and coughed a little before saying, "These old paintings have been rewarded once … but there are still some gaps compared with Chinese."
Won again?
They looked at each other in amazement, and Jiang Tongbao’s words clearly represented the final result.
The people watching the fun outside the house cheered violently after a silence. They didn’t care who won or lost. After the previous poetry and piano competition, their expectations for the Danqing competition have actually decreased. Where can this happen every time? It was a rare thing to have had it twice before, but I didn’t expect that the facts that followed overturned their cognition again.
Lady white snake crowd lively emotional contagion couldn’t help but smile gently.
This guy … always has too many surprises.
……
"Sister, I told you that Chinese painting is very powerful."
"I don’t believe you were nervous when Li Yi commented earlier."
"Where there is …"
"Keep your mouth shut"
Xu Anqi and Xu Anjin used to scratch each other when they talked in their novels. When someone around them looked at her strangely, she realized that they were born in the eye, and then she recovered to be serious.
……
If Xie Zhen had reserved words because of his strict courtesy, Xu Xuan’s performance was really in his heart at this time, so it was more pure appreciation and relief
"Three times today, the Chinese competition can take up two titles … yeah," he nodded and then said with some banter, "Fortunately, there was another high in the previous poetry competition, or you would be scared to death if you included three first ladies alone." He smiled "ha ha" after he finished.
Since his identity smiled, Yan Zhili and others also accompanied him with a smile, but his heart was really depressed.
But it is also true that he didn’t write that word.
Feeling a little lucky, I took a sip of the tea lamp aside.
"That …" Suddenly there was a voice coming over and they looked around. Huang Yusheng was awkward in the line of sight.
"Real, real … that word is also written in Chinese"
Sound falls to the whole atmosphere as if suddenly heavy heavy know Zhang Gang will sip a mouthful of tea such as mouth smell speech "poof" a tea stains scattered.
In a similar situation, Xie Zhen shook violently and then looked at Xu Xuan with a somewhat indecisive look
Seems really scared.
Xu Xuanqin’s performance and Dan Qing’s performance have made people a little numb. Even if they are a little more severe, they can adapt. But at this time, when Huang Yusheng suddenly revealed something, more ideas are really …
How can this be?
Chapter 361 Wait for the wind to come (1)
It takes a long time to know the meaning of eye condition after the mental lights are sometimes clear and sometimes disordered-it is no longer necessary for Wen Kui to go to this step.
To be honest, the pomp of "Wen Kui * * * *" in Yan Zhili’s heart today did not reach the expected height. Previously, I felt that the reason was very simple. In the two competitions, Xu Xuan was the only one who held down the rest of the people. Even at this time, I had a heart to pull out a few to compete with him, but I couldn’t find a suitable candidate.
This situation has made Yan Zhili hard to accept, but then the news came …
That poem "Mulan Ci" was written by him.
Yan Zhili hasn’t met talented Chinese, and even he is very talented in some aspects. But those people he met in the past were either ambitious or knowledgeable … but most of them had a relatively strong accumulation in a certain field, and on occasions like this, they just accumulated a lot.