Then, he dropped his pen and left.

This made Wei Yuan a little strange, after all, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table were not put away.

Li Yunsi on the side sighed and said: "It seems that we have failed again!

Then he noticed Wei Yuan's inquiring look and explained:

"This is an event held recently. Whoever draws the best painting of Eight Horses will receive a prize of 10,000 yuan from the organizer."

“So many young people come to try it!”

After hearing this, Wei Yuan suddenly had an idea and asked, "What are the criteria for judging?"

Seeing Wei Yuan's interest, Li Yunsi was happy to talk more, especially since her junior sister went to the toilet, so she explained:

“The person inside is Mr. He, a famous calligrapher and painter. As long as he and a few others think it’s good after looking at it, it’s fine!

"Well, Wei Yuan, are you interested?" After explaining, Li Yunsi looked at Wei Yuan with shining eyes and asked.

Although she likes oil painting, she also has some knowledge of ink painting.

If Wei Yuan could also paint in ink, she would like it even more!

It’s no wonder that Wei Yuan was really interested, not for the so-called bonus, but simply because he wanted to get his hands on it.

I was so excited to see the prey that I wanted to give it a try.

Now that he had thought of it, Wei Yuan no longer hesitated. He simply walked forward, picked up the brush, tidied it up, looked at the painting of Eight Horses on the table, and began to ponder.

The rest of the audience were surprised to see another person coming up to paint.

"Look, someone else has gone up there to paint. Do you think it will work this time?"

"I think it's uncertain. This person looks like an elite at first glance. He doesn't look like one at all. He probably just came here to paint for fun!"

"But he's really handsome! I'm going to ask for his phone number later!

"Oh, sister, you are such a fangirl. Don't even think about it. Didn't you see the beauty standing next to him? He probably already has a girlfriend!"

"Wait, he seems to have started writing!"

As Wei Yuan began to paint, everyone stopped talking and watched him paint with bated breath.

Li Yunsi on the side picked up the ink stick and ground the ink.

She looks like a beautiful lady.

Everyone was envious.

However, Wei Yuan at this time ignored everyone's gazes and continued painting with a calm expression.

He seemed to have known it by heart for a long time, and he wrote without any hesitation.

With just a few strokes, the outline of a horse's demeanor is depicted.

It's amazing to see,

Gradually, everyone began to believe that this person might really succeed.

Seeing this, a staff member not far away turned around and walked out of the house and spoke to the elderly men who were chatting.

"Oh, well, that makes me excited!"

An old man in the middle couldn't help but become interested after listening to it.

This staff member is not completely ignorant and has some vision.

Since he said so, it seems that he does have some skills.

Of course, this event is intended to promote ink painting, so the requirements are naturally much lower.

pity.

After so long, most of the people who come to paint are beginners, and some even studied oil painting before.

If you force the oil painting style into it, it will become a mess.

They can't say this is good against their will.

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At the same time, these people did not dare to ask their disciples to come and paint.

Afraid of being laughed at for this.

Intellectuals love reputation the most, and they cannot afford to lose face in this matter, so the situation remains at a stalemate.

Now there is someone who is very promising and has aroused the interest of the old guys in the calligraphy and painting circles!

Everyone was guessing in their minds, who was the shameless person who called his disciples over?

Therefore, although I didn't say it out loud, I was looking forward to it in my heart.

And the other side.

Wei Yuan outside the door was still painting.

Calligraphy and painting have been inseparable since ancient times. Since he likes calligraphy, he naturally learned ink painting.

even.

In his previous life, Wei Yuan also studied ink painting systematically under the tutelage of a national treasure-level painter in China.

Later, a painting of a beauty was bought for two hundred thousand yuan.

Don't be fooled by the low price.

Before Wei Yuan died or became famous, and before the hype started, this price could be said to be completely accurate.

It was simply that the person was delighted by the sight and bought it to take home for admiration.

This shows how good Wei Yuan’s painting skills were in his previous life.

At this time, Wei Yuan, who was reborn, began to change his mentality, and this change was also reflected in his paintings.

His painting of Eight Horses has a touch of unrestrained and free-spiritedness compared to Xu Beihong’s painting of Eight Horses353!

This is reflected in the horse, which has a bit more wildness.

Every gesture.

It feels like it jumps out of the paper.

Everyone was amazed, and Zheng Ziyan, who had returned not long ago, also stood beside her senior sister Li Yunsi.

She stared at the man painting seriously in front of her without blinking.

Some people say that serious men are the most handsome!

At this moment, Zheng Ziyan felt that Wei Yuan was simply so handsome!

She was not the only one who felt this way; Li Yunsi beside her also felt the same way.

Even more serious.

At this moment, Li Yunsi's beautiful eyes were fixed on the man in front of her.

The tenderness in his eyes could almost be seen through lines.

If it were true that before, he was like a god descending to earth to help her out.

Li Yunsi only had a favorable impression of him, but the subsequent similar interests had greatly increased this favorable impression.

But it’s not enough to be called love!

Even the previous fight with junior sister Zheng Ziyan was mainly because he didn't want to lose to his enemy, junior sister.

But now it’s different, she finds that she is truly in love with the man in front of her!

Although, it was only a few hours before the two met!

But this love was so strong that she could neither control it nor wanted to control it!

Li Yunsi only knew that she had fallen in love with the man in front of her!

Sometimes, women's love is so unreasonable, someone's all-out efforts are not as good as someone else's casual actions! .

Chapter 310: Compete for the first place! (3/3) Please subscribe automatically, subscribe to the full version

Chapter 310: Compete for the first place! (3/3) Please subscribe automatically, subscribe to the full version

Take Li Yunsi, for example, a beautiful painter who works part-time as a curator, and she has many admirers around her.

But she never fell in love with even one person!

But she was attracted to this man whom she had only known for a few hours and fell in love with him!

Even though she knew that there was something unclear between him and her junior sister, she still did this!

Just when Li Yunsi was lost in his own thoughts.

Wei Yuan's painting is also nearing completion, and the final touch is on the eyes.

As the saying goes, the finishing touch is the finishing touch. When painting a horse, besides its expression and movements, the most important thing is its eyes.

Among them, the most vivid is the painting of five horses by Li Gonglin of the Song Dynasty.

Wei Yuan learned from this, and he changed his previous calm and free attitude.

Just like carving a piece of art, slowly outlining the lively eyes.

Some are submissive, some are wild, some are innocent and cheerful...

It made everyone feel like they were looking at a group of real horses!

"All right!"

Wei Yuan drew the final stroke and looked at the painting of Eight Horses with delight while holding the brush, his eyes filled with joy!

"Good, what a great painting of eight horses, so beautiful!"

Some knowledgeable people in the crowd looked at the painting of Eight Horses and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Following this exclamation, the crowd came to their senses and cheered loudly!

Most of the people who can come here are those who like or are already working in the art field.

There is no shortage of connoisseurs of all kinds, and naturally there are also people who like calligraphy and painting.

They may not be able to draw or write good works, but they all have good eyesight.

Just like the person who spoke first, he is a very famous connoisseur in the calligraphy and painting circle.

Today I brought my children here to learn painting out of boredom, and I didn’t expect to come across such a great work!

He has the idea of ​​collecting them.

Not for anything else, just because he likes it!

Think of this.

The man suddenly looked at Wei Yuan and said, "Sir, why don't you write a poem for this painting, or leave a seal!"

In his opinion, since this person is so good at painting, his calligraphy should also be good.

as predicted.

After hearing this, Wei Yuan agreed immediately.

Dip the brush in ink and squeeze out the excess ink.

Then he picked up the pen, pondered for a moment, and wrote the first word.

"The purple horse walks and neighs, its two jade hooves turning over the ground."

"He refuses to cross the river, as if he were afraid of the brocade blocking the mud."

"The white snowy mountains are far away, the yellow clouds are confusing."

"I'm going a thousand miles away, how can I miss my boudoir?"

This is Li Bai's "Purple Horse"

Wei Yuan's painting of Eight Horses is also mainly red, which is consistent with the painting.

What made Wei Yuan feel a little embarrassed was that he didn't bring his seal, so he couldn't stamp it.

But it’s no big deal. At worst I can go home and get the seal.

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