Beauty's enchanting bodyguard

Chapter 331
Zhu Sicheng, the chief judge, took the paintings of each young artist and commented on them one by one.There are praises and criticisms, which make every young artist gain something.

Only the two paintings of Zhang Yuanyuan and Zhang Kai didn't call them to him for a long time to give a good comment.

"Yuanyuan, let's stay at the end. Then, it proves that the two of us are the most likely to win the top three." Zhang Kai was not nervous at all, and his eyes scanned Zhang Yuanyuan's whole body from time to time.It seemed that she wanted to peel off Zhang Yuanyuan's clothes all over her body, and see the spring scenery above the twin peaks inside.

After Zhang Yuanyuan waited for so long, she became more and more nervous.Unknowingly, a layer of cold sweat broke out on the palms of his hands.

Coincidentally, at this moment, Zhu Sicheng, the chief judge and famous artist, finally called at the same time: "Zhang Yuanyuan and Zhang Kai, come here."

Immediately, Zhang Yuanyuan and Zhang Kai walked over.Xiao Yi stood at the side uninterestedly, with no intention of going forward at all.Unexpectedly, Zhu Sicheng, who was sitting in front of the table, fixed his gaze on Xiao Yi, and continued to call: "Young man, come here too."

Xiao Yi was slightly taken aback, and walked over with full of doubts.

When the three of them stepped forward, Zhu Sicheng spread the opened painting on the table first.Then, he said slowly, "This painting was commented on by that young man just now."

As soon as he heard Zhu Sicheng talk about this matter, Zhang Kai immediately opened his mouth to defend: "He is just talking nonsense, and his words are just preposterous. Teacher Zhu, it can't be true."

Zhu Sicheng just smiled lightly at Zhang Kai's hasty excuse.Then, he looked up at Xiao Yi and said, "Young man, what's your name?"

"Xiao Yi, make a statement." Xiao Yi raised his head, not sure what the famous painter in front of him meant, and said his name.

Zhu Sicheng remembered Xiao Yi's name in his heart, then nodded, and said: "Your comment on Zhang Kai's painting can be said to be penetrating, which is quite in place. This painting is rich in ink and color, and the coloring skills are very good. It is fully revealed. But, as you said, it is superficial. The agility of flying kites on the river is not shown in the paintings. The river water looks like it has been blocked, and there is no sign of flow. And that Feiyuan doesn't have that light and swaying feeling."

Hearing Zhu Sicheng's words, his open face was dull for a while.In an instant, the blood flowed backwards, filling his fair face.At this moment, he opened his fair eyes, and his face was pale and red.She looks like a girl from Huaichun.

Zhang Kai looked at Xiao Yi in disbelief, and then at the smiling Zhu Sicheng.The whole person took a breath, and rubbed his hands uneasily.

Just now he was still saying that Xiao Yi was just talking nonsense, just rambling.Zhu Sicheng's words were like a loud slap on his face.

If it was someone else, Zhang Kai might still have the courage to doubt it.However, Zhu Sicheng was the vice chairman of the Domestic Artists Association.He has held more than [-] art exhibitions, and has won the recognition and love of the audience.Zhu Sicheng's paintings are full of deep meaning and novel composition. He is good at using thick ink, rendering and other methods to integrate water, ink and color to achieve a lush and majestic effect.On the basis of traditional techniques, it innovates and develops a school of its own, which has played a role in carrying forward the past and ushering in the future for contemporary landscape painting.

In the contemporary painting world, Zhu Sicheng can be said to be an important figure.No matter how dissatisfied this opening is, no matter how bad it is, I dare not doubt Zhu Sicheng's appreciation level.

"As for this girl's painting, she did a little work." At this moment, Zhu Sicheng took out Zhang Yuanyuan's painting and said slowly: "Xiao Yi's comment is very correct. This Jiangnan water town, as the saying goes "The south of the Yangtze River is beautiful, and the scenery is familiar to us in the past; at sunrise, the river flowers are more red than fire, and in spring, the river water is as green as blue.Can you not remember Jiangnan? "How many literati and poets can't do without the charm of water vapor in their descriptions of Jiangnan. Rivers and lakes are intertwined, water networks are criss-crossed, and small bridges are flowing. No matter what, they can't do without water. And your painting, But it is too dry. It lacks the charm of the water vapor and the charm of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River."

All of a sudden, Zhang Yuanyuan and Zhang Kai looked at each other.Both of them looked dull, as if suffering from muscular dystrophy.The eyes in the eyes were full of surprise and fear.

From the beginning to the end, the two of them just regarded Xiao Yi as a small follower.From the bottom of my heart, I have a bit of contempt for Xiao Yi's little understanding of that sentence.Even though Xiao Yi commented on the two paintings with reason and evidence, neither of them took it seriously.It's just that Xiao Yi is talking nonsense and talking nonsense.

However, at this moment, Zhu Sicheng heard the same words.The two finally discovered that what Xiao Yi said was true.They couldn't help but looked at Xiao Yi in astonishment, and gasped one breath after another.

At this moment, the two looked at Xiao Yi with such solemn and dignified eyes.

And Zhang Kai remembered his mockery of Xiao Yi, and he was arrogant and arrogant, swearing that Xiao Yi was nothing but nonsense.His little white face was instantly red like the red sun outside.

The spring breeze has always been proud of opening, and at this moment, I can't wait to dig a hole in the ground.

"Xiao Yi, do you really only know a little about painting?" Zhang Yuanyuan was the first to react, looked up at Xiao Yi, and asked cautiously.

Xiao Yi smiled lightly, looked at Zhang Yuan opposite, and said lazily, "Really, I just understand a little bit. My interest is not in painting."

When Zhu Sicheng saw Xiao Yi being so modest, the admiration in his eyes became brighter and brighter.His body trembled slightly, he stood up from the chair, and asked with some expectation: "These two paintings, Xiao Yi, can you modify them? Or, you can draw us a picture on the spot, let us Have these old men opened their eyes?"

The chief judge, Zhu Sicheng, was so excited that the judges with white hair on the judging table beside him were stunned and looked at Zhu Sicheng in surprise.

Zhu Sicheng is highly respected, and has always held a wait-and-see attitude towards the young painters.However, this will see Xiao Yiru's vicious and sharp eyes.In my heart, there was a bit of anticipation, a bit of throbbing.

"Yuanyuan's painting, I can modify it. As for that nonsense picture of flying kites on the river, I can draw another one." Xiao Yi smiled slightly, and said slowly: "However, I am painting , I really have no interest. These years, I seldom draw at all. If you are not satisfied at that time, please look to Haihan. After all, I only understand a little."

"It's okay." Zhu Sicheng was full of expectations for Xiao Yi, and said generously: "I just want to see, an outstanding judge. How is his painting skills?"

In fact, Zhu Sicheng still had some scruples in his heart, he was deeply afraid that the three of them had colluded to make Xiao Yi win his favor.So, this time he wanted to see Xiao Yi's true level.

Xiao Yi smiled lightly, and took Zhang Yuanyuan's painting.Then, lay it flat on the table.No writing, no color grading.Instead, he picked up half a bowl of water.

In an instant, among the small buildings with red walls and green tiles, all the young painters gathered around Xiao Yi.Xiao Yi, who was in the middle, suddenly became the focus of everyone.

"What does he want to do?"

"What can half a bowl of water do?"

"Is it possible that he is thirsty?"

……

All of these people started whispering for a while.It is inconceivable for Xiao Yi not to color or write.Instead, he picked up the half bowl of water, and really couldn't understand it.Some people even wondered if Xiao Yi was thirsty.

Just when everyone was in an uproar, Xiao Yi stuck his fingers into the bowl.Then, he took out the finger with a little crystal water drop.Gently flicking the finger, all the crystal clear water drops on the finger were all flicked onto Zhang Yuanyuan's landscape painting.

"Yuanyuan, this trick is called splashing water and moistening ink, you have to see clearly."

When Xiao Yi was helping Zhang Yuanyuan revise that Jiangnan landscape painting, he couldn't help gently teaching Zhang Yuanyuan.

Drops of water were bounced onto the paper, wetting the ink.Immediately, the rich ink began to scatter a little bit.

The entire paper became damp for a while.After the ink smudged, it brought a little moisture to the painting.

After bouncing, Xiao Yi stared intently at Zhang Yuanyuan's painting.Sometimes I put my fingers into the half bowl of water, and sometimes I vigorously flicked the water droplets on my fingers towards Zhang Yuanyuan's painting.

The whole scene was suddenly silent.Everyone stared dumbfounded at Xiao Yi's uncanny workmanship.Even in the judges' seat, those old men caressed their eye sockets and stood up from their chairs with horror on their faces.

"You have less water in this painting. Then, I will pour it on you. However, you must pay attention to the weight and severity of this wave of water. After all, this paper is too fragile, so be careful not to lose money when the time comes. If the paper is damaged, the artistic conception of the whole painting will be destroyed. If you touch the water droplets with your fingers and bounce them off, you must pay attention to the quickness of your shots, the gentle force, and the evenness of the water falling."

After Xiao Yi taught Zhang Yuanyuan these points, he finally put down the half bowl of water.Then, with a slight smile, looking at the pair of eyes looking over, he said calmly, "Okay."

Immediately, everyone in the small building with red walls and green tiles turned their eyes to Zhang Yuanyuan's landscape painting on the table.

I saw that painting, now it looks like.The lines are clear and thin, and the colors are bright and elegant.The ink is smudged, very beautiful.The water clusters are like Hengdai, and the distant mountains are mostly frontal, falling and falling, and the mist is entangled.The top of the mountain is a dense forest, the edge of the water is made of abrupt boulders, the streams and mountains are deep and empty, and the water sounds like a sound.It seems that after the heavy rain, the mountains and rivers in the south of the Yangtze River shrouded in mist are so beautiful and moving.

(End of this chapter)