Longing for the Art of Life King

When Yuncai came to his senses and looked up at Su Yang's drawing board, he was stunned.

The drawing paper, which was originally red and green, has perfectly restored the large snow-covered terraced fields in front of me at this moment.

Do not!

To be precise, it should be a more vivid interpretation of this terraced field. In the eyes of the clouds, this terraced field is so quietly placed there, a bare piece, without the slightest sense of beauty.

But the terraced fields in Su Yang's works seem to be alive. The clouds inexplicably feel a sense of tenacity that the spring breeze blows again. Su Yang's paintings are not snow at all, but terraced fields. This is the spring that will burst out again in the coming spring. Vigorous terraced fields.

Yun Cai really wanted to say something to express her surprise, but after much deliberation, she couldn't say anything.

At this moment, when he looked up, he saw Su Yang staring at the painting, frowning tightly, showing no sign of excitement.

"you"

Just when Yun Cai was about to ask, Su Yang suddenly sighed heavily, and the paintbrush in his hand drew a mark from top to bottom.

The beauty of the whole painting is gone in an instant.

"What are you doing?"

"Clam?"

Su Yang was taken aback by the sudden rush of clouds 59 "What are you doing?"

"No." Yun Cai also realized that his reaction was too big at this moment, so he quickly explained, "It's a good painting, why do you want to destroy it?"

"This." Su Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Yun Cai, "If you are not satisfied with the work, why keep it?"

"Forehead"

This seems to be right, but why does Yun Cai sound so awkward?

"No, where are you dissatisfied?"

"Shall I explain?"

Hearing this, Yun Cai was stunned for a moment, then thought that she seemed to be unable to understand the explanation, so she shook her head.

"That's it." Su Yang shrugged, and waved his big hand, "Clean up and go home!".

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The dissatisfaction is not that there is something wrong with the painting, but that Su Yang has not seen any progress.

Half a year ago, when he returned to China, Su Yang was at this level. In the past half a year, Su Yang has been closed, relaxed, and settled. Until these days, he felt that he could challenge again.

As a result, what was drawn was still at this level.

In fact, it is not a problem at all for this painting to be taken to a European gallery for a million dollars. Hundreds of years later, after years of precipitation, it may be able to sell for an astronomical figure.

Normally, Su Yang would stay in nine out of ten, but today he could be considered impulsive, subconsciously ruined.

There was no way to explain this, so he turned Yun Cai back.

Carrying the drawing board, paints, flower stand, and a machine for Yun Cai, Su Yang went down the mountain.

"It's interesting to climb a mountain with a load."

It's cool to be lazy for a while, and you're exhausted from fighting against the package!

When the two of them returned to the small courtyard, it was already high in the sun, and everyone was up and making noise in the courtyard.

"Yo, our great painter is back?" 20

"How? Where is the work? Show me."

"What are you drawing?"

"Hmm." Su Yang shrugged and said, "I didn't draw anything."

"Obviously the painting was very good, but he ruined it himself."

Hearing Yun Cai's words, everyone's curiosity was aroused

"what happened?"

"How did it get ruined?"

"I'm not satisfied." Su Yang shrugged and said, "I'm going to wash the drawing board." After saying that, Su Yang went into the room.

Yun Cai was stopped by a group of people outside the house, and began to ask questions in a hurry.

Yun Cai couldn't explain clearly, so he turned on the camera and switched to the scene where the painting was completed

"This is the painting."

"Wow!"

Everyone's eyes lit up when they saw this painting.

"Amazing!"

"This Su Yang really has something."

"This level is quite high."

The people present have more or less been in touch with these things, so they still have a certain vision. When they see this painting, they know that it is a rare masterpiece.