Life 1984

Li Yunhai originally only wanted to stay in Beijin for two days, but because Zhu Lin and Gong Li were so charming, he stayed until the weekend.

Chen Meilin and Su Wan'er are busy with art exhibitions every day.

Of course, holding an art exhibition on the Great Wall is a bit far-fetched, but holding an art exhibition in the Forbidden City is still possible.

Not just any painter can hold an exhibition in the Forbidden City.

Su Wan'er has become famous in Suzhou and Jinling. The price of her paintings has reached 5 yuan per square foot, which puts her among the top painters in the country. In addition, her popularity has been very high recently, so she was able to successfully hold an exhibition in the Forbidden City.

Transporting the paintings from Jinling and hanging them in the exhibition hall is a huge project.

New brochure pages and advertising banners also need to be produced.

Chen, Su and others worked overtime to complete the task before Friday.

In order to attract citizens of Beijin to visit the exhibition, Chen Meilin placed advertisements on local television stations, newspapers and magazines.

Beijin is the best place, and of course there are many rich people, including various cultural figures, politicians, and countless entrepreneurs, speculators, and local tycoons.

Chen Meilin has high hopes for this exhibition.

Next, she will plan an art exhibition in Shanghai, the Flower City.

After the domestic tour, the exhibition will be held in major cities around the world, tentatively scheduled to be held in five international metropolises: Seoul, Tokyo, Paris, London and New York.

Holding an art exhibition abroad requires more effort and energy, and also tests Chen Meilin's comprehensive coordination ability.

After that, Chen Meilin will help Su Waner set up an independent gallery.

After becoming famous, opening a gallery is a shortcut for painters to promote themselves, sell paintings, and increase their popularity.

Because she was too busy, Chen Meilin did not come to bother Li Yunhai these few nights.

After all, human energy is limited. Once invested in endless work, one will naturally ignore emotional and physical needs.

It's Friday in a blink of an eye.

The first day of Su Waner's Beijin painting exhibition.

The Forbidden City itself has its own traffic. Every day, tourists come to visit. When they hear that there is an art exhibition in the Forbidden City, most of them will stop by to take a look.

Coupled with the publicity in the past few days, there is a constant stream of visitors coming to visit.

Li Yunhai was also present, discussing the subsequent art exhibitions and the opening of a gallery with Su Waner.

Su Wan'er seemed to have had a big dream!
Suddenly, she became a world-famous painter!

Not long ago, she was only slightly famous in Gusu City, and only people in a small circle knew her.

Although she was unwilling to cooperate with art dealers, she also knew that her own commission was only a few hundred yuan per square foot at most. If a work could be sold for several thousand yuan, it would already be a very high price.

And now?

One of her works can be sold for hundreds of thousands!
All these changes happened because of meeting Li Yunhai.

Li Yunhai seemed to have a golden finger that could turn stone into gold and turn decay into magic.

His special ability is also called money ability.

But Su Wan'er didn't have any knowledge of this.

She only knows how to paint, and she creates beautiful works of art.

But turning these works into money has nothing to do with art; it requires commercial operations.

Now she succeeded!

She looked at the works in front of her, with a strange light in her eyes!
It was Li Yunhai who turned these rice papers into expensive treasures!

And she herself can produce these treasures continuously with just a stroke of her pen!

She turned her head and looked at Li Yunhai.

Li Yunhai's upright face, angular features and three-dimensional features are so pleasing to the eye.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise coming from the check-in desk.

Li Yunhai turned around and saw someone arguing with Chen Meilin, so he strode over and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

Chen Meilin pointed at the people in front of her and said, "Brother, they are here to challenge us!"

Li Yunhai was stunned. Kicking the restaurant?

He looked at the three people with sharp eyes.

These three middle-aged men looked well-fed and well-fed, with big bellies. One had long hair that fell to his shoulders; one wore a long cloth gown; one had a beard and held a golden folding fan in his hand; they all looked like cultured people.

The long-haired man shook his hair, which he thought was handsome, and said in an extremely arrogant tone: "A little girl who is unknown, just doodled a few times, and she dares to sell her paintings for 50,000 yuan per square foot? Isn't this funny?"

The man in the cloth jacket sneered, "When there is no tiger in the mountain, the monkey becomes king! Now that the tiger has come, shouldn't the monkey quickly reveal its true form?"

Jin Folding Shan kept opening and closing the fan, but he didn't fan it. The fan in his hand was just a decoration to pretend to be elegant. He said with disdain: "We are here to challenge! Call the little girl surnamed Su over, we want to discuss Taoism with her!"

Li Yunhai couldn't help laughing and asked, "What are your names? Where are you from?"

The long-haired man said, "I am a famous oil painter in Beijing, Shao Wei!"

Li Yunhai shook his head and said, "Never heard of it! Next one!"

The man in the cloth jacket said, "I am the famous Chinese painter, Xiao Zhong!"

Li Yunhai still shook his head: "No one knows me, I've never heard of it!"

Jin Folding Fan snapped open his fan and said, "Famous calligrapher, Song Qiang!"

Li Yunhai asked: "Did all of you who are famous and renowned give yourselves these titles?"

Song Qiang closed his fan and said, "Don't be stubborn. We want to compete with the girl from Suzhou! Why is our work only worth 500 yuan, while hers is worth hundreds of thousands?"

Li Yunhai looked at the three weirdos in front of him and couldn't help but feel angry and amused. He said, "Then you have to ask the consumers! Once your works enter the market, they become commodities! If your works are worthless, then it means that your works are really only worth 500 yuan!"

The three people who came to challenge him were so shocked that they looked at each other in bewilderment.

Li Yunhai said calmly, "Actually, 500 yuan is not a low amount. Working people may not be able to earn 500 yuan even if they work very hard for a month. You can earn so much money just by spending some time and writing casually. What else are you not satisfied with?"

Su Wan'er walked over slowly, stood beside Li Yunhai obediently, and said nothing.

She is now used to letting Li Yunhai make the decision!

Li Yunhai's mind moved, and he said to Su Wan'er, "Do you dare to compete with them? One paints Western oil paintings, one paints Chinese paintings, and one practices calligraphy."

Su Wan'er smiled and said, "I have been learning calligraphy and painting since I was young, because calligraphy and painting are interconnected, both involve the control of the brush. People who can write calligraphy well will naturally be good at painting. As for oil painting, I also have a basic understanding of it. The principles of art are actually interconnected."

Li Yunhai said: "In that case, let's arrange three competitions. While the media reporters are here, if you can defeat them with your strength, it will prove that you deserve the title!"

Su Wan'er certainly wasn't afraid of the stage, she nodded and said, "I'll listen to you!"

Li Yunhai smiled and said, "Then let's compete!"

Su Wan'er began to learn calligraphy and painting at the age of three, and her family background was extraordinary.

From childhood to adulthood, she has participated in countless competitions, big and small.

Li Yunhai immediately asked people to prepare the four treasures of the study.

The three challengers were obviously well prepared and each brought their own food.

Song Qiang put away his fan and said, "I'll compete first! Calligraphy is the most difficult to fake! As the saying goes, three years of painting, ten years of calligraphy! After three years of learning painting, your paintings can be hung on the wall for people to appreciate, but learning calligraphy requires at least ten years of practice before the words you write can be hung on the wall for people to see." Su Wan'er said, "Okay! Let's compete in calligraphy first."

There are two drawing tables in the exhibition hall.

Su Wan'er and Song Qiang each stood in front of a drawing table.

Many people came over to watch the fun.

There were three layers inside and three layers outside, and it was completely blocked.

Reporters raised their cameras to capture this precious moment.

Su Wan'er was calm and composed, picking up the pen and writing.

Song Qiang put the fan into the collar behind his neck, glanced at Su Wan'er's rice paper, and then was stunned.

Su Wan'er's writing was so graceful and graceful, with ink splashing all over the place and her strokes as sharp as a startled dragon.

In her hand, the bamboo brush flowed like a ribbon, and every stroke was full of rhythm and movement.

The characters she wrote were powerful, graceful, and full of soul between the strokes, which was truly amazing.

Song Qiang took a deep breath and began to create.

Inside the door to see the door, the layman to watch the fun.

Li Yunhai and others were all laymen, so they just watched the fun.

However, people with a little cultural literacy can still appreciate and judge the quality of a piece of calligraphy.

You can always tell roughly whether it is well written or not.

After Su Wan'er and Song Qiang finished writing, they put down their pens.

Li Yunhai laughed and said, "We don't know calligraphy either, so we need to invite a few judges!"

Chen Meilin said, "Brother, this is the Forbidden City. There are many knowledgeable teachers here. Can't we just ask a few of them to come over and act as referees?"

Li Yunhai nodded and said, "That makes sense. Go and invite them over."

When Chen Meilin rented the site, she dealt with the leadership of the Palace Museum and immediately contacted the director.

When the dean heard that someone was challenging the museum, he was very interested and said, "We have all kinds of artistic talents in our museum. I'll call a few people over!"

While waiting, Su Wan'er and Xiao Zhong, a Chinese painter wearing a long robe, began to compete.

In order to save time, the two decided to paint a short sketch.

For a skilled painter, it only takes a dozen to twenty minutes to paint a sketch.

A shorter one can be completed in just a few minutes.

Su Wan'er painted a picture of loquats and birds.

Xiao Zhong painted a picture of a chick pecking at rice.

Li Yunhai took a look and thought that both of them drew well.

No matter how profound the analysis of painting techniques is, he won't understand.

The dean and his men haven't arrived yet.

Su Wan'er competes with oil painter Shao Wei.

Oil painting is also a very time-consuming skill.

Today I just wanted to compete and see who is better, so I didn’t paint a large work, but a small one.

Su Wan'er held the palette in her left hand and the oil paintbrush in her right hand, seeming to be dancing with bright colors and drawing a moving picture of light and shadow on the paper.

Li Yunhai didn't understand oil painting, but he felt that Su Wan'er's oil paintings had delicate brushstrokes, like a spring breeze gently blowing through flowers, bringing an infinitely soft feeling.

While they were still painting, the dean and his men rushed over.

The audience made way for the dean and others to come in.

Li Yunhai shook hands with the dean and then explained the situation on the scene.

The dean first looked at the two Chinese paintings.

He pointed at Su Wan'er's painting and said, "Shi Tao's poem says: When I write on this paper, my heart enters the spring river. The river flowers bloom with me, and the river rises with me. This painting of loquats and birds is full of emotion and fun, and the birds are brought to life! Good painting, good painting!"

Then, he commented on the picture of the chick pecking at rice, and said with a smile: "This painting is also very interesting and the chick is very vivid, but there is a fatal flaw."

Chinese painter Xiao Zhong asked: "Where are the shortcomings?"

The dean laughed and said, "This painter probably seldom observed the chicks' expressions and movements, and only practiced according to the painting book. When painting chicks, you should pay attention to the center of gravity falling between the two feet or on one foot, otherwise the chicks will feel unstable. The three chicks in this painting all give people the feeling that they are not standing steadily, that is, the center of gravity is not right!"

Xiao Zhong blushed and said, "I drew this! I really haven't observed the chicks."

The dean smiled and said, "That's right. So of these two Chinese paintings, I think the loquat and bird painting is slightly better."

It is said that there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.

But techniques vary in levels, and layouts can be good or bad.

Su Waner's Chinese paintings are better than Xiao Zhong's!

This was commented on personally by the director of the Palace Museum, so Xiao Zhong had no choice but to accept it.

Afterwards, the dean viewed the calligraphy works of Su Waner and Song Qiang.

The dean said to an old man beside him: "Old Liu, what do you think?"

Old Liu pointed at Su Wan'er's work and said with a smile, "Need I say more? The difference is obvious! This work has a smooth rhythm, and has the beauty of both rigidity and softness. The characters are beautiful, the composition is rigorous, and the composition is unique. It is very outstanding. The horizontal strokes are like clouds thousands of miles away, and the vertical strokes are like a crossbow with a hundred pounds of force. The dots are like rocks falling from a high peak, and the left strokes are like rhinos and elephants cut off on the ground. The vertical strokes are like withered vines that have lived for thousands of years, and the right strokes are like collapsing waves and thunder! The horizontal strokes and the hooks are like the tendons of a strong crossbow! Great calligraphy!"

Song Qiang said unconvincedly: "Mr. Liu, don't you think it's a bit too much to praise a woman's handwriting like this? Is my handwriting worse than a woman's?"

Old Liu studied Song Qiang's calligraphy and said, "This work has powerful brushstrokes, smooth lines, and extraordinary momentum. Unfortunately, the brushstrokes lack strength and rhythm. You need to copy a lot of famous works to find the strength and rhythm in calligraphy. This is something that no master can teach you, and you can only rely on your own understanding. I don't know if what I say is right or not."

The dean smiled and said, "You and I have the same opinion! I also think that Su Wan'er's work is more powerful!"

Song Qiang wiped his face, turned his head away and snorted coldly.

Although he was not convinced, he did not dare to question the dean's professionalism.

He is the director of the Palace Museum and he must have read countless authentic calligraphy and paintings in his life!
What he said is absolutely to the point!
Li Yunhai smiled and said, "Su Wan'er has won two out of three games, so she has already won! However, let's take a look at the oil paintings! Three wins out of three games is considered a complete victory!"

Song Qiang and Xiao Zhong's faces changed, but they couldn't say anything to refute.

The dean said to another person beside him, "Old Zhou, oil painting is your forte, you come and judge it!"

Old Zhou is tall and thin. He took a look at the two oil paintings he was working on and did not rush to express his opinion.

Li Yunhai thought that Su Wan'er had already surpassed the other party in both calligraphy and Chinese painting, and these two projects were Su Wan'er's strengths. All the works displayed in the exhibition were Chinese paintings. Even if she lost in the oil painting competition, it would not have much impact on Su Wan'er.

Calligraphy and painting have always been inseparable. Not all calligraphers can paint, but most painters can practice calligraphy.

Because Chinese paintings pay attention to inscriptions and signatures, if the handwriting is not beautiful, it will destroy the value of the entire painting.

Therefore, Su Wan'er can be said to be an expert in both calligraphy and painting.

But can she also win in oil painting? (End of this chapter)