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Chapter 542 Shortcuts
Han Zhenyang actually knew that he was asking this question, and it seemed a bit abrupt. After all, this not only involves a very high level of art, but it may also involve some unique skills, and it may even be the foundation of a sculptor.

Generally speaking, he would not get an answer if he asked such a question, and it would be good if they didn't drive him away.

But he still asked, because he really wanted to find the trick.

If he can find this trick, then his carving skills will truly reach the level of proficiency in knives and knives. At that time, not only his net worth will increase, but his status in the jade carving industry will also be further improved. , Can really be recognized by peers.

Of course, none of his peers would look down on him now, after all, his carving techniques are unique and extremely skilled, which cannot be erased no matter what, and has been recognized by customers and the market.

But although his peers didn't express their dissatisfaction or emotions towards him, not many people had contact with him, which was obviously abnormal.

If he really wants to be recognized by his peers, he can only make up for his shortcomings, so that those peers have nothing to say and are convinced.

There is such an opportunity now, so he asked subconsciously and a little excitedly.

It's just that as soon as the words came out, he regretted a little, and added to this embarrassingly: "Of course, you don't have to say, old man, I, I just asked this casually."

The little old man laughed, "There is nothing to say about this, it is nothing more than the expression of artistic attainments to a certain level. To put it bluntly, it is not only the skill of the hand, but also the skill of the heart. It requires a profound cultural heritage. It is possible to achieve this level only if you have the ability to create art and art, and of course, the necessary life experience and life experience are also indispensable.”

"You mean, it's a grind, there's no rush, there's no shortcut, right?"

"That's right, that's what it means," the little old man nodded calmly and replied.

Han Zhenyang was a little disappointed. After all, he took shortcuts a lot. He wanted to take shortcuts in everything he did. For a while, he was really not used to this kind of advanced method that has no shortcuts and can only be accumulated through hard work.

Seeing this, the little old man smiled, "Of course, if you insist on looking for a shortcut, there is a not so far way, do you want to try it?"

"What way?"

"It's actually very simple. You just learn to paint and express your creativity and imagination with paint. If you paint like this, after three to five years, your painting skills should reach a certain level. At this time, you can paint The paintings you draw are transplanted into the sculptures, trying to perfectly transplant your creativity and imagination into the sculptures, if you can do that, you will be at your fingertips.”

When Han Zhenyang heard this, his heart moved, "You mean, replace sculpture with painting? Know everything?"

"That's right, that's the reason. Painting and sculpture are actually the same. When you talk about it, making art is actually the same. There may be differences in technology, but the realm is almost exactly the same. The realm of the highest god is like The Sanbuhou in your little confidante's hand can not only express the theme, but also make the theme expressed in a more flexible and vivid image, simply put, it has its own soul."

"Speaking of the soul, not only the work itself has a soul, but every element in the work has its own soul. Look at the three little monkeys, not only the image fits the theme very well, but also the three little monkeys are cleverly combined together. , let them form an organic whole, if it is an ordinary sculptor, they will only make three squatting back to back, rigid and boring, right?"

The little old man pointed to the stall next door. There was also a Sanbu monkey over there, but it was made of copper. The image was just as the little old man said. The three little monkeys squatted back to back, although they were also one Cover your eyes, one cover your mouth, and one cover your ears. The image of the little monkey is quite lively, and the casting process is also good.

But I'm afraid of comparing goods, comparing the two pieces, the one carved by the little old man is simply a masterpiece.

More importantly, through this intuitive and clear comparison method, Han Zhenyang faintly realized what was missing in his works.

In fact, his works are not that bad. He has carved some interesting small objects in the past, but those were all his unintentional works, and he didn't realize that those small objects were the realm he was striving for.Of course, comparing his small objects with the little old man's Sanbuhou is like a firefly meeting the sun, there is no comparison at all.

But the reason is the same, he has already kicked the threshold in ignorance, but he didn't realize it, and he was still wandering around the door.

Thinking of this, he stood up and put his hands together and made a bow to the little old man, "Thank you, old man, for your guidance."

"Haha, you're welcome, you're welcome, that's what I'm saying, whether you can find the trick and enter the room depends on each person's fate and ability," the little old man laughed, obviously very satisfied with Han Zhenyang's reaction.

Han Zhenyang smiled, "Your junior will not be impolite. By the way, old man, do you dare to ask your Gao surname?"

"We met by chance, so there is no need to exchange names. If there is fate, we will definitely meet again, right?" The little old man laughed.

"That's right, although one of us does wood carving and the other does jade carving, we can still be regarded as colleagues who make a living in the same circle. Maybe we will get together again after turning a corner," Han Zhenyang nodded with a smile, "but by then , you can’t continue to hide it.”

"Hahaha, easy to talk about," the little old man just laughed.

Han Zhenyang saw that the little old man seemed unwilling to reveal his name, so he didn't ask any more questions, and didn't even ask for his contact information, because it was obvious that he didn't want to come.

Nodding to the little old man, she pulled Tong Zhenzhen and turned to leave.

With these harvests, both of them lost the intention to continue shopping, not to mention meeting such an interesting little old man, they were even less interested in messing with other philistine vendors.

If the funny little old man is a rare delicacy, then those vulgar street vendors are cold and hard corn bread.

After tasting the delicacies, who is interested in eating cold corn buns?
Not only him, but also Tong Zhenzhen.

What's more, when Tong Zhenzhen went shopping, her main purpose was not to go shopping, but to be with Han Zhenyang.

Ever since Han Zhenyang personally admitted that Tong Zhenzhen was his confidante, Tong Zhenzhen has been in a state of happiness and excitement, and even felt a little blissful. If she hadn't been holding Han Zhenyang's arm all the time, she might have flown into the sky.

So as long as she is by Han Zhenyang's side, no matter where she goes, Tong Zhenzhen has no objections.

The two walked aimlessly through Panjiayuan with a few wooden carvings in their arms, and strolled around other streets a few times. When they were tired, they ran to have a cold drink, and occasionally whispered a little, like the most common street food. young lovers.

Coupled with the good looks and good temperament of the two of them, it is not to mention how enviable.

The two of them also ate lunch outside. After eating and resting for a while, they continued to stroll, and they didn't return to the courtyard until after four o'clock.

When they went back, Huang Qingyuan had already returned.

Seeing him and Tong Zhenzhen coming back with arms crossed, Huang Qingyuan winked all the time, as if seeing something amusing, made Tong Zhenzhen so ashamed, and ran back to his room quickly.

When Tong Zhenzhen left, Huang Qingyuan chuckled and said, "Congratulations, young master, congratulations, young master," and cupped his hands pretendingly.

"Don't make trouble, I'll tell you if Zhenzhen pulls your beard," Han Zhenyang pouted.

"Hey, Miss Zhenzhen is innocent and pure in nature, she is a rare good girl, you must cherish it, sir," Huang Qingyuan continued laughing.

"You're quite lenient," Han Zhenyang snorted, "How's the investigation going?"

When it came to business, Huang Qingyuan immediately restrained his hippie smile, and said seriously: "Young master, after my preliminary investigation, the student named Yu Jinglin has a clean family background, and there is nothing suspicious about his background. His parents and grandparents are all farmers, relatives and friends They are all farming at home, and none of them are criminals."

"What about character?"

"He has a very cheerful personality, is generous and upright in dealing with people, and is very mature in his words and actions. The most rare thing is that he still has some innocence. It is said that when he was in high school, he once delivered dinner to a beggar at the school gate for a semester. ..." Huang Qingyuan was a little embarrassed when he said this.

"Just what?" Han Zhenyang also frowned.

"It's just that this Yu Jinglin seems to like making friends very much, and his organizational skills are also very strong," Huang Qingyuan said with some difficulty.

Han Zhenyang twitched the corner of his mouth, "Isn't this pretty good?"

Huang Qingyuan smiled wryly and said: "My lord, it's not that you don't know how low the probability of this kind of people appearing in this society, not to mention now, even in ancient times, people with this kind of temperament are rare. It's not that I have sinister thoughts, it's just that This kind of person is not a person of great kindness, but also a person of great treachery, as the saying goes, great treachery is like loyalty, and great evil is like kindness. Before I get more accurate information, I can't tell whether this Mr. Yu is good or evil."

"Are you thinking too much?"

"Young Master, do you know who I thought of when I saw this Young Master Yu?"

"Who?"

"Song Jiang!" Huang Qingyuan said seriously.

Han Zhenyang tasted it, and it was true. Although most of Song Jiang's personal image was fictitious, but when he thought about it carefully, he was really similar to this student named Yu Jinglin. They are all very strong and have a good reputation. No matter how you look at them, they are all good people.

However, after reading the whole book "Water Margin", how many readers don't hate Song Jiang?
Think about it the other way around, if you have a friend like Song Jiang, are you overjoyed or have a chill down your back?
(End of this chapter)