Zhao Mingqing didn't know much about Chinese painting, but at this time, he stood aside and saw the teacher chatting happily with these two people. He couldn't help being surprised. He was a member of the Chinese Painting Association, and from his perspective, these two people were probably in the association. Among them, the status is not low, especially the layman Yueqiu, who wants to hold a painting exhibition. Those who can hold a painting exhibition are people of considerable status in the association, and their painters are by no means ordinary. Otherwise, I would definitely be embarrassed. Exhibit your own works.
Master Yueqiu kept nodding, agreeing with the formula, "Wonderful, wonderful..."
The children were very quiet at this time, and they were all drawing. Although the drawings did not look like things, in the hearts of the children, they had their own worldview and their own ideas.
With one stroke, the picture becomes its own. For the two masters, they already knew everything and were confident about it.
Zhao Mingqing didn't know much about Chinese painting, but at this time, he stood aside and saw the teacher chatting happily with these two people. He couldn't help being surprised. He was a member of the Chinese Painting Association, and from his perspective, these two people were probably in the association. Among them, the status is not low, especially the layman Yueqiu, who wants to hold a painting exhibition. Those who can hold a painting exhibition are people of considerable status in the association, and their painters are by no means ordinary. Otherwise, I would definitely be embarrassed. Exhibit your own works.
The little fat man with ink on his face put down what he was doing and ran over, sniffling and saying: "Teacher, please call me..."
Zhao Mingqing didn't know much about Chinese painting, but at this time, he stood aside and saw the teacher chatting happily with these two people. He couldn't help being surprised. He was a member of the Chinese Painting Association, and from his perspective, these two people were probably in the association. Among them, the status is not low, especially the layman Yueqiu, who wants to hold a painting exhibition. Those who can hold a painting exhibition are people of considerable status in the association, and their painters are by no means ordinary. Otherwise, I would definitely be embarrassed. Exhibit your own works.
Lin Fan waved his hand, "No one takes advantage of anyone else and makes friends through painting."
Moreover, he found that some of the questions his teacher said actually made the two of them feel deeply, as if they had learned new knowledge. It had to be said that the teacher's talent and knowledge were amazing.
It was the first time for Zhao Mingqing to watch his teacher paint, and he was curious. As an old Chinese medicine practitioner, he usually only paid attention to Chinese medicine, but he said that among his friends, there were also people who loved painting. There were also people in the family who were not good at painting, and who also had calligraphy skills. They usually treat them as decorations and don't take them seriously.
Han Lu witnessed the scene in front of him, and then he couldn't wait to prepare. The Chinese painting world was relatively far away from him. He was a boxer and a rough man. In this peaceful society, literati were much more popular than martial artists, and they were more popular. Respect.
Xiaopang shook his head and said, "Needless to say, these are easy."
Xiaopang shook his head and said, "Needless to say, these are easy."
At this moment, Lin Fan started writing.
Suddenly, Tao Shigang and others felt that Master Lin's aura was different, as if it had been integrated into the painting. With one stroke, the calligraphy and ink were shining brightly and dazzlingly.
It was the first time for Zhao Mingqing to watch his teacher paint, and he was curious. As an old Chinese medicine practitioner, he usually only paid attention to Chinese medicine, but he said that among his friends, there were also people who loved painting. There were also people in the family who were not good at painting, and who also had calligraphy skills. They usually treat them as decorations and don't take them seriously.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "I thought it was something, but it turned out to be this. That's no problem, but you two are also masters in the field of Chinese painting. I will give you a pair, and how about you give me a pair too?"
At this moment, he thought of the apprenticeship banquet. If the teacher hadn't had a good attitude and didn't care about it, then he wouldn't have been able to become his apprentice, which would have been a huge loss.
"Yes, we make friends through painting. Although we are older than Master Lin, all colleagues, big or small, communicate with each other through technology." layman Yueqiu said with a smile. They are extremely fond of painting. It can be said that they can't put it down. In their small circle , and often exchange and exchange works.
"Yes, we make friends through painting. Although we are older than Master Lin, all colleagues, big or small, communicate with each other through technology." layman Yueqiu said with a smile. They are extremely fond of painting. It can be said that they can't put it down. In their small circle , and often exchange and exchange works.
Tao Shigang and the other two wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and then laughed and said, "Master Lin, you are showing off your shame."
Soon, all the tools were ready.
Tao Shigang and the other two wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and then laughed and said, "Master Lin, you are showing off your shame."
The little fat man moved his nose and sucked in the snot again, "Teacher, I can't remember."
At this moment, he thought of the apprenticeship banquet. If the teacher hadn't had a good attitude and didn't care about it, then he wouldn't have been able to become his apprentice, which would have been a huge loss.
Soon, all the tools were ready.
The children were very quiet at this time, and they were all drawing. Although the drawings did not look like things, in the hearts of the children, they had their own worldview and their own ideas.
"Little Fatty, you are so awesome."
Lin Fan nodded, "The two masters have finished, so I will show my shame."
"Master Lin's understanding of traditional Chinese painting is inferior to both of us. I didn't expect that there would be figures like Master Lin in the world of traditional Chinese painting. It's true that the wave behind the Yangtze River pushes the wave ahead. I feel inferior to myself. I feel inferior to myself." Tao Shigang and others During the period of communication with Lin Fan, he had already understood that this Master Lin was extraordinary. In terms of ideas, he was much higher than them, and he also had many novel ideas that they had never heard of.
Tao Shigang and the other two wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and then laughed and said, "Master Lin, you are showing off your shame."
Lin Fan and others stood aside. For Zhang Mingqing, he didn't know much about Chinese painting, but it was also a pleasure to watch the masters of Chinese painting painting on the spot.
layman Yueqiu sat aside and whispered: "Master Lin, I wonder if you can tell me something about the traditional Chinese painting formula. This kind of formula is a priceless treasure for newcomers, and for us, it is also a kind of painting technique." changes in."
Master Yueqiu kept nodding, agreeing with the formula, "Wonderful, wonderful..."
"Very good, go back." Lin Fan nodded and said.
Lin Fan waved his hand, "No one takes advantage of anyone else and makes friends through painting."
Lin Fan laughed, "No problem, this is not an important thing. Fatty, come here."
"You can remember such a long content."
At this moment, Lin Fan started writing.
Lin Fan stretched out his hand and said, "I am a guest. The two masters invite you first."
The little fat man with ink on his face put down what he was doing and ran over, sniffling and saying: "Teacher, please call me..."
"That's good, that's good." Upon hearing this, layman Yueqiu was overjoyed. His white hair seemed to be filled with fresh firepower and glowed with glory.
Lin Fan laughed, "No problem, this is not an important thing. Fatty, come here."
Master Yueqiu was still embarrassed, but he spoke, "That's it, Master Lin, I'm going to hold an art exhibition recently. I didn't have enough paintings in the exhibition, but I borrowed some from Brother Tao, and that's enough. Now After I saw your masterpiece, I had an idea in my mind that Master Lin could use ink to put it in my exhibit. Of course, I know that this request is a bit excessive, but with Master Lin’s strength, it should not be So obscure…”
Soon, all the tools were ready.
"I just can't remember."
The little fat man moved his nose and sucked in the snot again, "Teacher, I can't remember."
"Yes." Lin Fan touched Xiaopang's head, "Give these two grandpas, recite the formula I taught you."
Two lifelike paintings appeared in front of everyone, and then the two of them took out the seals they carried with them and stamped them.
Lin Fan laughed, "No problem, this is not an important thing. Fatty, come here."
Xiaopang shook his head and said, "Needless to say, these are easy."
layman Yueqiu sat aside and whispered: "Master Lin, I wonder if you can tell me something about the traditional Chinese painting formula. This kind of formula is a priceless treasure for newcomers, and for us, it is also a kind of painting technique." changes in."
"That's good, that's good." Upon hearing this, layman Yueqiu was overjoyed. His white hair seemed to be filled with fresh firepower and glowed with glory.
With one stroke, the picture becomes its own. For the two masters, they already knew everything and were confident about it.
Han Lu witnessed the scene in front of him, and then he couldn't wait to prepare. The Chinese painting world was relatively far away from him. He was a boxer and a rough man. In this peaceful society, literati were much more popular than martial artists, and they were more popular. Respect.
Both of them are masters of traditional Chinese painting, and they have also studied brush calligraphy, because any master of traditional Chinese painting can't be too bad at brush calligraphy.
Lin Fan discovered that this little chubby boy had a very good memory. He taught him three times and he remembered it. In today's terms, that means he has a photographic memory.
Tao Shigang and the other two wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and then laughed and said, "Master Lin, you are showing off your shame."
Suddenly, Tao Shigang and others felt that Master Lin's aura was different, as if it had been integrated into the painting. With one stroke, the calligraphy and ink were shining brightly and dazzlingly.
layman Yueqiu sat aside and whispered: "Master Lin, I wonder if you can tell me something about the traditional Chinese painting formula. This kind of formula is a priceless treasure for newcomers, and for us, it is also a kind of painting technique." changes in."
Both of them are masters of traditional Chinese painting, and they have also studied brush calligraphy, because any master of traditional Chinese painting can't be too bad at brush calligraphy.
Lin Fan stood in front of the painting table with a smile on his face, "Master Yue is good at flowers and birds, so I will show off my humiliation and paint a picture of a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix."
The little fat man moved his nose and sucked in the snot again, "Teacher, I can't remember."
Layman Yueqiu looked at Lin Fan with some embarrassment, he hesitated to speak, as if he had something to say.
Xiaopang shook his head and said, "Needless to say, these are easy."
The pen falls.
"Huh?" Lin Fan looked at Xiaopang with doubtful eyes. His meaning was very clear. If you don't memorize it, you will be in trouble. Xiaopang looked at it and immediately shrank his head, "Teacher, I remembered it again. "
At this moment, Tao Shigang and the other two were standing at the painting table, with looks of anticipation on their faces, as if they were waiting.
"Huh?" Lin Fan looked at Xiaopang with doubtful eyes. His meaning was very clear. If you don't memorize it, you will be in trouble. Xiaopang looked at it and immediately shrank his head, "Teacher, I remembered it again. "
Master Yueqiu was still embarrassed, but he spoke, "That's it, Master Lin, I'm going to hold an art exhibition recently. I didn't have enough paintings in the exhibition, but I borrowed some from Brother Tao, and that's enough. Now After I saw your masterpiece, I had an idea in my mind that Master Lin could use ink to put it in my exhibit. Of course, I know that this request is a bit excessive, but with Master Lin’s strength, it should not be So obscure…”
The children were very quiet at this time, and they were all drawing. Although the drawings did not look like things, in the hearts of the children, they had their own worldview and their own ideas.
Lin Fan stretched out his hand and said, "I am a guest. The two masters invite you first."
Lin Fan stood aside and kept nodding. The master is worthy of being a master, and the paintings are indeed extraordinary.
"Master Yue, is there something you want to say? Why don't you tell me?" Lin Fan looked at the old man's expression, and it was obvious that he had something to say.
Layman Yueqiu looked at Lin Fan with some embarrassment, he hesitated to speak, as if he had something to say.
Xiaopang shook his head and said, "Needless to say, these are easy."
Tao Shigang and the two couldn't help but laugh, and then Xiaopang recited it with a loud voice without any stage fright.
Lin Fan discovered that this little chubby boy had a very good memory. He taught him three times and he remembered it. In today's terms, that means he has a photographic memory.
Two lifelike paintings appeared in front of everyone, and then the two of them took out the seals they carried with them and stamped them.
Lin Fan stood aside and kept nodding. The master is worthy of being a master, and the paintings are indeed extraordinary.
Master Yueqiu kept nodding, agreeing with the formula, "Wonderful, wonderful..."
"Master Lin's understanding of traditional Chinese painting is inferior to both of us. I didn't expect that there would be figures like Master Lin in the world of traditional Chinese painting. It's true that the wave behind the Yangtze River pushes the wave ahead. I feel inferior to myself. I feel inferior to myself." Tao Shigang and others During the period of communication with Lin Fan, he had already understood that this Master Lin was extraordinary. In terms of ideas, he was much higher than them, and he also had many novel ideas that they had never heard of.
Lin Fan applauded, "The master is indeed a master. The two paintings are full of charm. They are masterpieces among masterpieces."
Layman Yueqiu smiled and said: "I am good at flowers and birds, so I will give you a painting of ancient trees and birds."
When Zhao Mingqing saw that the teacher was about to perform his masterpiece, he was also looking forward to it. Zhao Zhongyang couldn't wait to start the live broadcast to witness this miraculous scene.
Master Yueqiu was still embarrassed, but he spoke, "That's it, Master Lin, I'm going to hold an art exhibition recently. I didn't have enough paintings in the exhibition, but I borrowed some from Brother Tao, and that's enough. Now After I saw your masterpiece, I had an idea in my mind that Master Lin could use ink to put it in my exhibit. Of course, I know that this request is a bit excessive, but with Master Lin’s strength, it should not be So obscure…”
"Very good, go back." Lin Fan nodded and said.
Xiaopang raised his head very proudly, as if the king was returning to the mountain, and the surrounding children gathered around him.
The little fat man with ink on his face put down what he was doing and ran over, sniffling and saying: "Teacher, please call me..."
Master Yueqiu was still embarrassed, but he spoke, "That's it, Master Lin, I'm going to hold an art exhibition recently. I didn't have enough paintings in the exhibition, but I borrowed some from Brother Tao, and that's enough. Now After I saw your masterpiece, I had an idea in my mind that Master Lin could use ink to put it in my exhibit. Of course, I know that this request is a bit excessive, but with Master Lin’s strength, it should not be So obscure…”
Master Yueqiu was still embarrassed, but he spoke, "That's it, Master Lin, I'm going to hold an art exhibition recently. I didn't have enough paintings in the exhibition, but I borrowed some from Brother Tao, and that's enough. Now After I saw your masterpiece, I had an idea in my mind that Master Lin could use ink to put it in my exhibit. Of course, I know that this request is a bit excessive, but with Master Lin’s strength, it should not be So obscure…”
Lin Fan laughed, "No problem, this is not an important thing. Fatty, come here."
Lin Fan discovered that this little chubby boy had a very good memory. He taught him three times and he remembered it. In today's terms, that means he has a photographic memory.
It was the first time for Zhao Mingqing to watch his teacher paint, and he was curious. As an old Chinese medicine practitioner, he usually only paid attention to Chinese medicine, but he said that among his friends, there were also people who loved painting. There were also people in the family who were not good at painting, and who also had calligraphy skills. They usually treat them as decorations and don't take them seriously.
Zhao Mingqing didn't know much about Chinese painting, but at this time, he stood aside and saw the teacher chatting happily with these two people. He couldn't help being surprised. He was a member of the Chinese Painting Association, and from his perspective, these two people were probably in the association. Among them, the status is not low, especially the layman Yueqiu, who wants to hold a painting exhibition. Those who can hold a painting exhibition are people of considerable status in the association, and their painters are by no means ordinary. Otherwise, I would definitely be embarrassed. Exhibit your own works.
Xiaopang raised his head very proudly, as if the king was returning to the mountain, and the surrounding children gathered around him.
Time passed minute by minute. For Tao Shigang and the two of them, although the speed was slow, they did it in one go without any pause.
"Very good, go back." Lin Fan nodded and said.
Lin Fan stood aside and kept nodding. The master is worthy of being a master, and the paintings are indeed extraordinary.
"Yes." Lin Fan touched Xiaopang's head, "Give these two grandpas, recite the formula I taught you."
The children were very quiet at this time, and they were all drawing. Although the drawings did not look like things, in the hearts of the children, they had their own worldview and their own ideas.
"Han Lu, get ready," Lin Fan said.
Two lifelike paintings appeared in front of everyone, and then the two of them took out the seals they carried with them and stamped them.
"Han Lu, get ready," Lin Fan said.
"Little Fatty, you are so awesome."
Layman Yueqiu smiled and said: "I am good at flowers and birds, so I will give you a painting of ancient trees and birds."
The children were very quiet at this time, and they were all drawing. Although the drawings did not look like things, in the hearts of the children, they had their own worldview and their own ideas.
The pen falls.
Tao Shigang and the two couldn't help but laugh, and then Xiaopang recited it with a loud voice without any stage fright.
"Han Lu, get ready," Lin Fan said.
"Yes." Lin Fan touched Xiaopang's head, "Give these two grandpas, recite the formula I taught you."
At this moment, Tao Shigang and the other two were standing at the painting table, with looks of anticipation on their faces, as if they were waiting.
"You can remember such a long content."
Zhao Mingqing didn't know much about Chinese painting, but at this time, he stood aside and saw the teacher chatting happily with these two people. He couldn't help being surprised. He was a member of the Chinese Painting Association, and from his perspective, these two people were probably in the association. Among them, the status is not low, especially the layman Yueqiu, who wants to hold a painting exhibition. Those who can hold a painting exhibition are people of considerable status in the association, and their painters are by no means ordinary. Otherwise, I would definitely be embarrassed. Exhibit your own works.
"You can remember such a long content."
"I just can't remember."
Lin Fan discovered that this little chubby boy had a very good memory. He taught him three times and he remembered it. In today's terms, that means he has a photographic memory.
"Huh?" Lin Fan looked at Xiaopang with doubtful eyes. His meaning was very clear. If you don't memorize it, you will be in trouble. Xiaopang looked at it and immediately shrank his head, "Teacher, I remembered it again. "
"That's good, that's good." Upon hearing this, layman Yueqiu was overjoyed. His white hair seemed to be filled with fresh firepower and glowed with glory.
Tao Shigang and the other two wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and then laughed and said, "Master Lin, you are showing off your shame."
The little fat man with ink on his face put down what he was doing and ran over, sniffling and saying: "Teacher, please call me..."
Xiaopang shook his head and said, "Needless to say, these are easy."
At this moment, Lin Fan started writing.
The little fat man with ink on his face put down what he was doing and ran over, sniffling and saying: "Teacher, please call me..."
"Yes." Lin Fan touched Xiaopang's head, "Give these two grandpas, recite the formula I taught you."
Layman Yueqiu looked at Lin Fan with some embarrassment, he hesitated to speak, as if he had something to say.
Master Yueqiu kept nodding, agreeing with the formula, "Wonderful, wonderful..."
Lin Fan stood in front of the painting table with a smile on his face, "Master Yue is good at flowers and birds, so I will show off my humiliation and paint a picture of a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix."
The pen falls.
The little fat man with ink on his face put down what he was doing and ran over, sniffling and saying: "Teacher, please call me..."
Master Yueqiu kept nodding, agreeing with the formula, "Wonderful, wonderful..."
Mention poetry.
With one stroke, the picture becomes its own. For the two masters, they already knew everything and were confident about it.
"Master Yue, is there something you want to say? Why don't you tell me?" Lin Fan looked at the old man's expression, and it was obvious that he had something to say.
Lin Fan stood aside and kept nodding. The master is worthy of being a master, and the paintings are indeed extraordinary.
Xiaopang shook his head and said, "Needless to say, these are easy."
It was the first time for Zhao Mingqing to watch his teacher paint, and he was curious. As an old Chinese medicine practitioner, he usually only paid attention to Chinese medicine, but he said that among his friends, there were also people who loved painting. There were also people in the family who were not good at painting, and who also had calligraphy skills. They usually treat them as decorations and don't take them seriously.
Master Yueqiu was still embarrassed, but he spoke, "That's it, Master Lin, I'm going to hold an art exhibition recently. I didn't have enough paintings in the exhibition, but I borrowed some from Brother Tao, and that's enough. Now After I saw your masterpiece, I had an idea in my mind that Master Lin could use ink to put it in my exhibit. Of course, I know that this request is a bit excessive, but with Master Lin’s strength, it should not be So obscure…”
Layman Yueqiu looked at Lin Fan with some embarrassment, he hesitated to speak, as if he had something to say.
Tao Shigang smiled and said: "I am good at landscapes. I went to Mount Tai some time ago. The scenery there is still fresh in my memory. Mount Tai is the symbol of the Chinese nation and the epitome of oriental culture. I will show my shame today by taking a picture of the top of Mount Tai. .”
Lin Fan smiled and said, "I thought it was something, but it turned out to be this. That's no problem, but you two are also masters in the field of Chinese painting. I will give you a pair, and how about you give me a pair too?"
When Zhao Mingqing saw that the teacher was about to perform his masterpiece, he was also looking forward to it. Zhao Zhongyang couldn't wait to start the live broadcast to witness this miraculous scene.
Time passed minute by minute. For Tao Shigang and the two of them, although the speed was slow, they did it in one go without any pause.
Master Yueqiu kept nodding, agreeing with the formula, "Wonderful, wonderful..."
"Yes, we make friends through painting. Although we are older than Master Lin, all colleagues, big or small, communicate with each other through technology." layman Yueqiu said with a smile. They are extremely fond of painting. It can be said that they can't put it down. In their small circle , and often exchange and exchange works.
"Han Lu, get ready," Lin Fan said.
Time passed minute by minute. For Tao Shigang and the two of them, although the speed was slow, they did it in one go without any pause.
"That's good, that's good." Upon hearing this, layman Yueqiu was overjoyed. His white hair seemed to be filled with fresh firepower and glowed with glory.
Layman Yueqiu smiled and said: "I am good at flowers and birds, so I will give you a painting of ancient trees and birds."
Both of them are masters of traditional Chinese painting, and they have also studied brush calligraphy, because any master of traditional Chinese painting can't be too bad at brush calligraphy.
Lin Fan and others stood aside. For Zhang Mingqing, he didn't know much about Chinese painting, but it was also a pleasure to watch the masters of Chinese painting painting on the spot.
With one stroke, the picture becomes its own. For the two masters, they already knew everything and were confident about it.
Xiaopang shook his head and said, "Needless to say, these are easy."
Suddenly, Tao Shigang and others felt that Master Lin's aura was different, as if it had been integrated into the painting. With one stroke, the calligraphy and ink were shining brightly and dazzlingly.
The children were very quiet at this time, and they were all drawing. Although the drawings did not look like things, in the hearts of the children, they had their own worldview and their own ideas.
The little fat man with ink on his face put down what he was doing and ran over, sniffling and saying: "Teacher, please call me..."
Tao Shigang smiled and said, "This is because we took advantage of Master Lin."
"Han Lu, get ready," Lin Fan said.
Soon, all the tools were ready.
Han Lu witnessed the scene in front of him, and then he couldn't wait to prepare. The Chinese painting world was relatively far away from him. He was a boxer and a rough man. In this peaceful society, literati were much more popular than martial artists, and they were more popular. Respect.
Lin Fan stretched out his hand and said, "I am a guest. The two masters invite you first."
"Master Lin's understanding of traditional Chinese painting is inferior to both of us. I didn't expect that there would be figures like Master Lin in the world of traditional Chinese painting. It's true that the wave behind the Yangtze River pushes the wave ahead. I feel inferior to myself. I feel inferior to myself." Tao Shigang and others During the period of communication with Lin Fan, he had already understood that this Master Lin was extraordinary. In terms of ideas, he was much higher than them, and he also had many novel ideas that they had never heard of.
"That's good, that's good." Upon hearing this, layman Yueqiu was overjoyed. His white hair seemed to be filled with fresh firepower and glowed with glory.
At this moment, Lin Fan started writing.
Lin Fan waved his hand, "No one takes advantage of anyone else and makes friends through painting."
"Yes." Lin Fan touched Xiaopang's head, "Give these two grandpas, recite the formula I taught you."
With one stroke, the picture becomes its own. For the two masters, they already knew everything and were confident about it.
Zhao Mingqing didn't know much about Chinese painting, but at this time, he stood aside and saw the teacher chatting happily with these two people. He couldn't help being surprised. He was a member of the Chinese Painting Association, and from his perspective, these two people were probably in the association. Among them, the status is not low, especially the layman Yueqiu, who wants to hold a painting exhibition. Those who can hold a painting exhibition are people of considerable status in the association, and their painters are by no means ordinary. Otherwise, I would definitely be embarrassed. Exhibit your own works.
Tao Shigang smiled and said: "I am good at landscapes. I went to Mount Tai some time ago. The scenery there is still fresh in my memory. Mount Tai is the symbol of the Chinese nation and the epitome of oriental culture. I will show my shame today by taking a picture of the top of Mount Tai. .”
Lin Fan and others stood aside. For Zhang Mingqing, he didn't know much about Chinese painting, but it was also a pleasure to watch the masters of Chinese painting painting on the spot.
"That's good, that's good." Upon hearing this, layman Yueqiu was overjoyed. His white hair seemed to be filled with fresh firepower and glowed with glory.
Xiaopang shook his head and said, "Needless to say, these are easy."
At this moment, Lin Fan started writing.
"Yes, we make friends through painting. Although we are older than Master Lin, all colleagues, big or small, communicate with each other through technology." layman Yueqiu said with a smile. They are extremely fond of painting. It can be said that they can't put it down. In their small circle , and often exchange and exchange works.
Two lifelike paintings appeared in front of everyone, and then the two of them took out the seals they carried with them and stamped them.
At this moment, Lin Fan started writing.
Xiaopang raised his head very proudly, as if the king was returning to the mountain, and the surrounding children gathered around him.
"Very good, go back." Lin Fan nodded and said.
Layman Yueqiu smiled and said: "I am good at flowers and birds, so I will give you a painting of ancient trees and birds."
At this moment, Lin Fan started writing.
Xiaopang shook his head and said, "Needless to say, these are easy."
"Han Lu, get ready," Lin Fan said.
layman Yueqiu sat aside and whispered: "Master Lin, I wonder if you can tell me something about the traditional Chinese painting formula. This kind of formula is a priceless treasure for newcomers, and for us, it is also a kind of painting technique." changes in."
Facing Master Lin, they must show their true skills and never deceive Master Lin. Therefore, at this moment, the paintings they are planning to make are their most peak paintings.
Lin Fan nodded, "The two masters have finished, so I will show my shame."
"Very good, go back." Lin Fan nodded and said.
Han Lu witnessed the scene in front of him, and then he couldn't wait to prepare. The Chinese painting world was relatively far away from him. He was a boxer and a rough man. In this peaceful society, literati were much more popular than martial artists, and they were more popular. Respect.
At this moment, Tao Shigang and the other two were standing at the painting table, with looks of anticipation on their faces, as if they were waiting.
Xiaopang shook his head and said, "Needless to say, these are easy."
"Huh?" Lin Fan looked at Xiaopang with doubtful eyes. His meaning was very clear. If you don't memorize it, you will be in trouble. Xiaopang looked at it and immediately shrank his head, "Teacher, I remembered it again. "
Suddenly, Tao Shigang and others felt that Master Lin's aura was different, as if it had been integrated into the painting. With one stroke, the calligraphy and ink were shining brightly and dazzlingly.
Lin Fan discovered that this little chubby boy had a very good memory. He taught him three times and he remembered it. In today's terms, that means he has a photographic memory.
It was the first time for Zhao Mingqing to watch his teacher paint, and he was curious. As an old Chinese medicine practitioner, he usually only paid attention to Chinese medicine, but he said that among his friends, there were also people who loved painting. There were also people in the family who were not good at painting, and who also had calligraphy skills. They usually treat them as decorations and don't take them seriously.
The little fat man with ink on his face put down what he was doing and ran over, sniffling and saying: "Teacher, please call me..."
At this moment, Tao Shigang and the other two were standing at the painting table, with looks of anticipation on their faces, as if they were waiting.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "I thought it was something, but it turned out to be this. That's no problem, but you two are also masters in the field of Chinese painting. I will give you a pair, and how about you give me a pair too?"
layman Yueqiu sat aside and whispered: "Master Lin, I wonder if you can tell me something about the traditional Chinese painting formula. This kind of formula is a priceless treasure for newcomers, and for us, it is also a kind of painting technique." changes in."
Soon, all the tools were ready.
Soon, all the tools were ready.
"Yes, we make friends through painting. Although we are older than Master Lin, all colleagues, big or small, communicate with each other through technology." layman Yueqiu said with a smile. They are extremely fond of painting. It can be said that they can't put it down. In their small circle , and often exchange and exchange works.
The children were very quiet at this time, and they were all drawing. Although the drawings did not look like things, in the hearts of the children, they had their own worldview and their own ideas.
Two lifelike paintings appeared in front of everyone, and then the two of them took out the seals they carried with them and stamped them.
Han Lu witnessed the scene in front of him, and then he couldn't wait to prepare. The Chinese painting world was relatively far away from him. He was a boxer and a rough man. In this peaceful society, literati were much more popular than martial artists, and they were more popular. Respect.
Lin Fan stretched out his hand and said, "I am a guest. The two masters invite you first."
layman Yueqiu sat aside and whispered: "Master Lin, I wonder if you can tell me something about the traditional Chinese painting formula. This kind of formula is a priceless treasure for newcomers, and for us, it is also a kind of painting technique." changes in."
"Han Lu, get ready," Lin Fan said.
layman Yueqiu sat aside and whispered: "Master Lin, I wonder if you can tell me something about the traditional Chinese painting formula. This kind of formula is a priceless treasure for newcomers, and for us, it is also a kind of painting technique." changes in."
"I just can't remember."
Master Yueqiu kept nodding, agreeing with the formula, "Wonderful, wonderful..."
Tao Shigang smiled and said: "I am good at landscapes. I went to Mount Tai some time ago. The scenery there is still fresh in my memory. Mount Tai is the symbol of the Chinese nation and the epitome of oriental culture. I will show my shame today by taking a picture of the top of Mount Tai. .”
Lin Fan stood in front of the painting table with a smile on his face, "Master Yue is good at flowers and birds, so I will show off my humiliation and paint a picture of a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix."
The pen falls.
Zhao Mingqing didn't know much about Chinese painting, but at this time, he stood aside and saw the teacher chatting happily with these two people. He couldn't help being surprised. He was a member of the Chinese Painting Association, and from his perspective, these two people were probably in the association. Among them, the status is not low, especially the layman Yueqiu, who wants to hold a painting exhibition. Those who can hold a painting exhibition are people of considerable status in the association, and their painters are by no means ordinary. Otherwise, I would definitely be embarrassed. Exhibit your own works.
layman Yueqiu sat aside and whispered: "Master Lin, I wonder if you can tell me something about the traditional Chinese painting formula. This kind of formula is a priceless treasure for newcomers, and for us, it is also a kind of painting technique." changes in."
Layman Yueqiu smiled and said: "I am good at flowers and birds, so I will give you a painting of ancient trees and birds."
Lin Fan stretched out his hand and said, "I am a guest. The two masters invite you first."
"Master Lin's understanding of traditional Chinese painting is inferior to both of us. I didn't expect that there would be figures like Master Lin in the world of traditional Chinese painting. It's true that the wave behind the Yangtze River pushes the wave ahead. I feel inferior to myself. I feel inferior to myself." Tao Shigang and others During the period of communication with Lin Fan, he had already understood that this Master Lin was extraordinary. In terms of ideas, he was much higher than them, and he also had many novel ideas that they had never heard of.
Han Lu witnessed the scene in front of him, and then he couldn't wait to prepare. The Chinese painting world was relatively far away from him. He was a boxer and a rough man. In this peaceful society, literati were much more popular than martial artists, and they were more popular. Respect.
Facing Master Lin, they must show their true skills and never deceive Master Lin. Therefore, at this moment, the paintings they are planning to make are their most peak paintings.
"Master Yue, is there something you want to say? Why don't you tell me?" Lin Fan looked at the old man's expression, and it was obvious that he had something to say.
Tao Shigang smiled and said, "This is because we took advantage of Master Lin."
Lin Fan and others stood aside. For Zhang Mingqing, he didn't know much about Chinese painting, but it was also a pleasure to watch the masters of Chinese painting painting on the spot.
Lin Fan stretched out his hand and said, "I am a guest. The two masters invite you first."
Soon, all the tools were ready.
Layman Yueqiu smiled and said: "I am good at flowers and birds, so I will give you a painting of ancient trees and birds."
Both of them are masters of traditional Chinese painting, and they have also studied brush calligraphy, because any master of traditional Chinese painting can't be too bad at brush calligraphy.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "I thought it was something, but it turned out to be this. That's no problem, but you two are also masters in the field of Chinese painting. I will give you a pair, and how about you give me a pair too?"
With one stroke, the picture becomes its own. For the two masters, they already knew everything and were confident about it.
Lin Fan and others stood aside. For Zhang Mingqing, he didn't know much about Chinese painting, but it was also a pleasure to watch the masters of Chinese painting painting on the spot.
At this moment, he thought of the apprenticeship banquet. If the teacher hadn't had a good attitude and didn't care about it, then he wouldn't have been able to become his apprentice, which would have been a huge loss.
"Yes, we make friends through painting. Although we are older than Master Lin, all colleagues, big or small, communicate with each other through technology." layman Yueqiu said with a smile. They are extremely fond of painting. It can be said that they can't put it down. In their small circle , and often exchange and exchange works.
Facing Master Lin, they must show their true skills and never deceive Master Lin. Therefore, at this moment, the paintings they are planning to make are their most peak paintings.
"Given to my painting friend: Master Lin."
Han Lu witnessed the scene in front of him, and then he couldn't wait to prepare. The Chinese painting world was relatively far away from him. He was a boxer and a rough man. In this peaceful society, literati were much more popular than martial artists, and they were more popular. Respect.
Layman Yueqiu smiled and said: "I am good at flowers and birds, so I will give you a painting of ancient trees and birds."
Tao Shigang smiled and said, "This is because we took advantage of Master Lin."
Lin Fan stood aside and kept nodding. The master is worthy of being a master, and the paintings are indeed extraordinary.
"Han Lu, get ready," Lin Fan said.
Time passed minute by minute. For Tao Shigang and the two of them, although the speed was slow, they did it in one go without any pause.
"Master Lin's understanding of traditional Chinese painting is inferior to both of us. I didn't expect that there would be figures like Master Lin in the world of traditional Chinese painting. It's true that the wave behind the Yangtze River pushes the wave ahead. I feel inferior to myself. I feel inferior to myself." Tao Shigang and others During the period of communication with Lin Fan, he had already understood that this Master Lin was extraordinary. In terms of ideas, he was much higher than them, and he also had many novel ideas that they had never heard of.
Moreover, he found that some of the questions his teacher said actually made the two of them feel deeply, as if they had learned new knowledge. It had to be said that the teacher's talent and knowledge were amazing.
"You can remember such a long content."
Master Yueqiu kept nodding, agreeing with the formula, "Wonderful, wonderful..."
Time passed minute by minute. For Tao Shigang and the two of them, although the speed was slow, they did it in one go without any pause.
Mention poetry.
Facing Master Lin, they must show their true skills and never deceive Master Lin. Therefore, at this moment, the paintings they are planning to make are their most peak paintings.
"I just can't remember."
Both of them are masters of traditional Chinese painting, and they have also studied brush calligraphy, because any master of traditional Chinese painting can't be too bad at brush calligraphy.
Han Lu witnessed the scene in front of him, and then he couldn't wait to prepare. The Chinese painting world was relatively far away from him. He was a boxer and a rough man. In this peaceful society, literati were much more popular than martial artists, and they were more popular. Respect.
Xiaopang raised his head very proudly, as if the king was returning to the mountain, and the surrounding children gathered around him.
Tao Shigang smiled and said: "I am good at landscapes. I went to Mount Tai some time ago. The scenery there is still fresh in my memory. Mount Tai is the symbol of the Chinese nation and the epitome of oriental culture. I will show my shame today by taking a picture of the top of Mount Tai. .”
Lin Fan and others stood aside. For Zhang Mingqing, he didn't know much about Chinese painting, but it was also a pleasure to watch the masters of Chinese painting painting on the spot.
Layman Yueqiu looked at Lin Fan with some embarrassment, he hesitated to speak, as if he had something to say.
Lin Fan stood aside and kept nodding. The master is worthy of being a master, and the paintings are indeed extraordinary.
Mention poetry.
"Yes, we make friends through painting. Although we are older than Master Lin, all colleagues, big or small, communicate with each other through technology." layman Yueqiu said with a smile. They are extremely fond of painting. It can be said that they can't put it down. In their small circle , and often exchange and exchange works.
Lin Fan and others stood aside. For Zhang Mingqing, he didn't know much about Chinese painting, but it was also a pleasure to watch the masters of Chinese painting painting on the spot.
"That's good, that's good." Upon hearing this, layman Yueqiu was overjoyed. His white hair seemed to be filled with fresh firepower and glowed with glory.
"Huh?" Lin Fan looked at Xiaopang with doubtful eyes. His meaning was very clear. If you don't memorize it, you will be in trouble. Xiaopang looked at it and immediately shrank his head, "Teacher, I remembered it again. "
"Han Lu, get ready," Lin Fan said.
Han Lu witnessed the scene in front of him, and then he couldn't wait to prepare. The Chinese painting world was relatively far away from him. He was a boxer and a rough man. In this peaceful society, literati were much more popular than martial artists, and they were more popular. Respect.
Xiaopang raised his head very proudly, as if the king was returning to the mountain, and the surrounding children gathered around him.
The pen falls.
Lin Fan stood in front of the painting table with a smile on his face, "Master Yue is good at flowers and birds, so I will show off my humiliation and paint a picture of a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix."
"Yes, we make friends through painting. Although we are older than Master Lin, all colleagues, big or small, communicate with each other through technology." layman Yueqiu said with a smile. They are extremely fond of painting. It can be said that they can't put it down. In their small circle , and often exchange and exchange works.
Soon, all the tools were ready.
Tao Shigang smiled and said: "I am good at landscapes. I went to Mount Tai some time ago. The scenery there is still fresh in my memory. Mount Tai is the symbol of the Chinese nation and the epitome of oriental culture. I will show my shame today by taking a picture of the top of Mount Tai. .”
At this moment, Lin Fan started writing.
Both of them are masters of traditional Chinese painting, and they have also studied brush calligraphy, because any master of traditional Chinese painting can't be too bad at brush calligraphy.
At this moment, he thought of the apprenticeship banquet. If the teacher hadn't had a good attitude and didn't care about it, then he wouldn't have been able to become his apprentice, which would have been a huge loss.
Lin Fan applauded, "The master is indeed a master. The two paintings are full of charm. They are masterpieces among masterpieces."
Two lifelike paintings appeared in front of everyone, and then the two of them took out the seals they carried with them and stamped them.
Master Yueqiu was still embarrassed, but he spoke, "That's it, Master Lin, I'm going to hold an art exhibition recently. I didn't have enough paintings in the exhibition, but I borrowed some from Brother Tao, and that's enough. Now After I saw your masterpiece, I had an idea in my mind that Master Lin could use ink to put it in my exhibit. Of course, I know that this request is a bit excessive, but with Master Lin’s strength, it should not be So obscure…”
"Very good, go back." Lin Fan nodded and said.
"Han Lu, get ready," Lin Fan said.
Master Yueqiu kept nodding, agreeing with the formula, "Wonderful, wonderful..."
"Given to my painting friend: Master Lin."
"Given to my painting friend: Master Lin."
Lin Fan applauded, "The master is indeed a master. The two paintings are full of charm. They are masterpieces among masterpieces."
Lin Fan stood aside and kept nodding. The master is worthy of being a master, and the paintings are indeed extraordinary.
Tao Shigang and the other two wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and then laughed and said, "Master Lin, you are showing off your shame."
Facing Master Lin, they must show their true skills and never deceive Master Lin. Therefore, at this moment, the paintings they are planning to make are their most peak paintings.
Facing Master Lin, they must show their true skills and never deceive Master Lin. Therefore, at this moment, the paintings they are planning to make are their most peak paintings.
"I just can't remember."
"Given to my painting friend: Master Lin."
Two lifelike paintings appeared in front of everyone, and then the two of them took out the seals they carried with them and stamped them.
Lin Fan applauded, "The master is indeed a master. The two paintings are full of charm. They are masterpieces among masterpieces."
Tao Shigang and the two couldn't help but laugh, and then Xiaopang recited it with a loud voice without any stage fright.
Lin Fan stood in front of the painting table with a smile on his face, "Master Yue is good at flowers and birds, so I will show off my humiliation and paint a picture of a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix."
With one stroke, the picture becomes its own. For the two masters, they already knew everything and were confident about it.
Tao Shigang smiled and said: "I am good at landscapes. I went to Mount Tai some time ago. The scenery there is still fresh in my memory. Mount Tai is the symbol of the Chinese nation and the epitome of oriental culture. I will show my shame today by taking a picture of the top of Mount Tai. .”
Lin Fan and others stood aside. For Zhang Mingqing, he didn't know much about Chinese painting, but it was also a pleasure to watch the masters of Chinese painting painting on the spot.
layman Yueqiu sat aside and whispered: "Master Lin, I wonder if you can tell me something about the traditional Chinese painting formula. This kind of formula is a priceless treasure for newcomers, and for us, it is also a kind of painting technique." changes in."
Zhao Mingqing didn't know much about Chinese painting, but at this time, he stood aside and saw the teacher chatting happily with these two people. He couldn't help being surprised. He was a member of the Chinese Painting Association, and from his perspective, these two people were probably in the association. Among them, the status is not low, especially the layman Yueqiu, who wants to hold a painting exhibition. Those who can hold a painting exhibition are people of considerable status in the association, and their painters are by no means ordinary. Otherwise, I would definitely be embarrassed. Exhibit your own works.
Tao Shigang smiled and said, "This is because we took advantage of Master Lin."
Tao Shigang and the other two wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and then laughed and said, "Master Lin, you are showing off your shame."
The pen falls.
Lin Fan waved his hand, "No one takes advantage of anyone else and makes friends through painting."
Xiaopang shook his head and said, "Needless to say, these are easy."
Lin Fan waved his hand, "No one takes advantage of anyone else and makes friends through painting."
It was the first time for Zhao Mingqing to watch his teacher paint, and he was curious. As an old Chinese medicine practitioner, he usually only paid attention to Chinese medicine, but he said that among his friends, there were also people who loved painting. There were also people in the family who were not good at painting, and who also had calligraphy skills. They usually treat them as decorations and don't take them seriously.
Lin Fan nodded, "The two masters have finished, so I will show my shame."
Lin Fan smiled and said, "I thought it was something, but it turned out to be this. That's no problem, but you two are also masters in the field of Chinese painting. I will give you a pair, and how about you give me a pair too?"
Lin Fan smiled and said, "I thought it was something, but it turned out to be this. That's no problem, but you two are also masters in the field of Chinese painting. I will give you a pair, and how about you give me a pair too?"
Lin Fan stood in front of the painting table with a smile on his face, "Master Yue is good at flowers and birds, so I will show off my humiliation and paint a picture of a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix."
Lin Fan nodded, "The two masters have finished, so I will show my shame."
"Yes." Lin Fan touched Xiaopang's head, "Give these two grandpas, recite the formula I taught you."
Suddenly, Tao Shigang and others felt that Master Lin's aura was different, as if it had been integrated into the painting. With one stroke, the calligraphy and ink were shining brightly and dazzlingly.
At this moment, Tao Shigang and the other two were standing at the painting table, with looks of anticipation on their faces, as if they were waiting.
"Very good, go back." Lin Fan nodded and said.
"Master Yue, is there something you want to say? Why don't you tell me?" Lin Fan looked at the old man's expression, and it was obvious that he had something to say.
"Yes, we make friends through painting. Although we are older than Master Lin, all colleagues, big or small, communicate with each other through technology." layman Yueqiu said with a smile. They are extremely fond of painting. It can be said that they can't put it down. In their small circle , and often exchange and exchange works.
"Little Fatty, you are so awesome."
Suddenly, Tao Shigang and others felt that Master Lin's aura was different, as if it had been integrated into the painting. With one stroke, the calligraphy and ink were shining brightly and dazzlingly.
"Yes." Lin Fan touched Xiaopang's head, "Give these two grandpas, recite the formula I taught you."
"Huh?" Lin Fan looked at Xiaopang with doubtful eyes. His meaning was very clear. If you don't memorize it, you will be in trouble. Xiaopang looked at it and immediately shrank his head, "Teacher, I remembered it again. "
"That's good, that's good." Upon hearing this, layman Yueqiu was overjoyed. His white hair seemed to be filled with fresh firepower and glowed with glory.
When Zhao Mingqing saw that the teacher was about to perform his masterpiece, he was also looking forward to it. Zhao Zhongyang couldn't wait to start the live broadcast to witness this miraculous scene.
Tao Shigang and the other two wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and then laughed and said, "Master Lin, you are showing off your shame."
Suddenly, Tao Shigang and others felt that Master Lin's aura was different, as if it had been integrated into the painting. With one stroke, the calligraphy and ink were shining brightly and dazzlingly.
Both of them are masters of traditional Chinese painting, and they have also studied brush calligraphy, because any master of traditional Chinese painting can't be too bad at brush calligraphy.
Time passed minute by minute. For Tao Shigang and the two of them, although the speed was slow, they did it in one go without any pause.
"Yes, we make friends through painting. Although we are older than Master Lin, all colleagues, big or small, communicate with each other through technology." layman Yueqiu said with a smile. They are extremely fond of painting. It can be said that they can't put it down. In their small circle , and often exchange and exchange works.
Suddenly, Tao Shigang and others felt that Master Lin's aura was different, as if it had been integrated into the painting. With one stroke, the calligraphy and ink were shining brightly and dazzlingly.
Lin Fan stood in front of the painting table with a smile on his face, "Master Yue is good at flowers and birds, so I will show off my humiliation and paint a picture of a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix."
Lin Fan stood aside and kept nodding. The master is worthy of being a master, and the paintings are indeed extraordinary.
Suddenly, Tao Shigang and others felt that Master Lin's aura was different, as if it had been integrated into the painting. With one stroke, the calligraphy and ink were shining brightly and dazzlingly.
"Huh?" Lin Fan looked at Xiaopang with doubtful eyes. His meaning was very clear. If you don't memorize it, you will be in trouble. Xiaopang looked at it and immediately shrank his head, "Teacher, I remembered it again. "
Master Yueqiu was still embarrassed, but he spoke, "That's it, Master Lin, I'm going to hold an art exhibition recently. I didn't have enough paintings in the exhibition, but I borrowed some from Brother Tao, and that's enough. Now After I saw your masterpiece, I had an idea in my mind that Master Lin could use ink to put it in my exhibit. Of course, I know that this request is a bit excessive, but with Master Lin’s strength, it should not be So obscure…”
Lin Fan smiled and said, "I thought it was something, but it turned out to be this. That's no problem, but you two are also masters in the field of Chinese painting. I will give you a pair, and how about you give me a pair too?"
Layman Yueqiu smiled and said: "I am good at flowers and birds, so I will give you a painting of ancient trees and birds."
At this moment, Lin Fan started writing.
"Yes, we make friends through painting. Although we are older than Master Lin, all colleagues, big or small, communicate with each other through technology." layman Yueqiu said with a smile. They are extremely fond of painting. It can be said that they can't put it down. In their small circle , and often exchange and exchange works.
Lin Fan discovered that this little chubby boy had a very good memory. He taught him three times and he remembered it. In today's terms, that means he has a photographic memory.
When Zhao Mingqing saw that the teacher was about to perform his masterpiece, he was also looking forward to it. Zhao Zhongyang couldn't wait to start the live broadcast to witness this miraculous scene.
It was the first time for Zhao Mingqing to watch his teacher paint, and he was curious. As an old Chinese medicine practitioner, he usually only paid attention to Chinese medicine, but he said that among his friends, there were also people who loved painting. There were also people in the family who were not good at painting, and who also had calligraphy skills. They usually treat them as decorations and don't take them seriously.
Han Lu witnessed the scene in front of him, and then he couldn't wait to prepare. The Chinese painting world was relatively far away from him. He was a boxer and a rough man. In this peaceful society, literati were much more popular than martial artists, and they were more popular. Respect.
"Very good, go back." Lin Fan nodded and said.
Mention poetry.
Suddenly, Tao Shigang and others felt that Master Lin's aura was different, as if it had been integrated into the painting. With one stroke, the calligraphy and ink were shining brightly and dazzlingly.
Lin Fan nodded, "The two masters have finished, so I will show my shame."
Facing Master Lin, they must show their true skills and never deceive Master Lin. Therefore, at this moment, the paintings they are planning to make are their most peak paintings.
Lin Fan stood in front of the painting table with a smile on his face, "Master Yue is good at flowers and birds, so I will show off my humiliation and paint a picture of a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix."
Two lifelike paintings appeared in front of everyone, and then the two of them took out the seals they carried with them and stamped them.
Lin Fan stood aside and kept nodding. The master is worthy of being a master, and the paintings are indeed extraordinary.
"Huh?" Lin Fan looked at Xiaopang with doubtful eyes. His meaning was very clear. If you don't memorize it, you will be in trouble. Xiaopang looked at it and immediately shrank his head, "Teacher, I remembered it again. "