"What was the result?"
"You are really curious about the result..."
"I'm sorry, I just have an inexplicable confidence in the Master. The Master is a god who can bring my sketch from the last in the class to the top ten!"
"My gouache was also brought up by the great god!"
"This time, I bet on the master!"
Zhong Yu spoke fiercely, but inevitably lacked confidence. He also blamed his own broken hand. Why did he hit Chinese painting when there were so many other things to hit
This is sending the great god into the tiger's mouth!
Therefore, Zhong Yu was filled with guilt, and suppressing Lin Yuan could be considered a kind of redemption.
And at the front of the crowd.
Professor Kong An of the Fine Arts Department smiled faintly and said nothing.
Behind Kong An, there were several art department instructors who had come to join in the fun today. Some of them even whispered a few words:
"Is there any hope?"
"Are you talking about Lin Yuan?"
“I think some are better.”
“There may be some comparison, but the result is not suspenseful.”
"… "
It's not that I look down on Lin Yuan, it's just that Lin Yuan's attainments in gouache and sketching are too amazing, and a painter must have his specialties.
Lin Yuan is so good at gouache and sketching, so he may not have studied Chinese painting deeply enough.
This is a very common fixed mindset. In fact, if ordinary people don’t cheat, they cannot escape this law.
“It’s out!”
Just as everyone was discussing it, a cry of surprise came from the door.
Lin Yuan and Luo Wei finally walked out of the room.
Everyone looked at Lin Yuan. What a guy, he was as cold as ever, without even a smile that met society's expectations.
Maybe it was because of the tragic loss
But after everyone looked at Luo Wei, they hesitated again, because Luo Wei seemed to be a little out of shape. She felt a little unsteady when she walked and almost fell when she went out. Many people were so scared that they couldn't help but reach out to help her.
Fortunately, Luo Wei did not fall. She just looked at everyone in dismay, and finally fixed her eyes on Kong An: "You are here?"
"Well, how's it going?"
Kong An asked with a smile.
Luo Wei smiled bitterly: "Do you want to go in and take a look?"
Kong An continued to laugh and said, "Aren't you short of a referee?"
Luo Wei shook her head and whispered, "I don't deserve it."
The sound was so small that only Kong An, who was closest to Luo Wei, could hear it.
Kong An was stunned for a moment, glanced at Lin Yuan, his heart slightly stirred, and then he quickly walked into the studio. As a result, he saw the picture of a phoenix spreading its wings painted by Luo Wei.
"You have made some progress during this period."
Kong An smiled and praised.
The instructors also nodded frequently. Luo Wei's phoenix was painted to perfection!
"Awesome!"
“I’ll go!”
"This Phoenix is so handsome!"
"The president is too cruel."
"You just used your strongest ability?"
"… "
The students at the back poked their heads out and finally started talking loudly.
Then, Kong An walked towards Lin Yuan's painting.
That was a painting with its back to the students, so no one else could see it except Kong An and a few instructors.
Then, under the gaze of all the students, everyone was shocked to see that Kong An and several instructors changed their expressions!
Especially Professor Kong, he clearly took a breath of cold air!
The studio fell into silence.
The members of the painting club shifted their feet uncomfortably in this silence.
Zhong Yu didn't understand what was going on.
Why do Professor Han and the others have such strange expressions
No explanation.
Kong An solemnly took out his glasses from his pocket and put them on, then leaned in front of Lin Yuan's painting and looked at it carefully.
He seemed to want to touch the painting, but his hand stopped in mid-air and he retracted it.
The ink is not dry yet.
Touching it will affect the quality of the painting.
After a long while, Kong An finally said with emotion: "The thick ink vertical dots are used for the eyes, and the horizontal dots are used for the brain. The ink is golden, and every stroke is vivid... The belly of the brush is used to use light ink to paint the body, which makes the shrimp's body more crystal clear... The center tip of the brush is used to write the whiskers, claws, and large pincers, which are both hard and soft, condensed and vivid... This is the work of a master!"
The students couldn't help but want to get in.
Kong An shouted, "Watch outside!"
The students were frightened and dared not enter.
Kong An took everyone's feelings into consideration and turned the painting towards everyone.
Everyone looked at Lin Yuan's paintings. Some were thoughtful, some were dumbfounded, some were confused, and some were bewildered...
shrimp
Nice painting.
Lifelike.
But compared to the Phoenix, it doesn’t seem surprising
This is the perception of the vast majority of people.
If you put Qi Baishi's shrimps together with those painted by ordinary ink painters, most people will not be able to tell much difference.
Because, they are all shrimps.
However, not everyone lacks sufficient appreciation ability. The painting club also has some ink masters who can see the horror of Lin Yuan’s painting!
Therefore, this group of people were shocked, and then they all looked at Lin Yuan with expressions of inexplicable horror.
Kong An's side.
The ink painting instructor at the school said with an exaggerated expression: "The brushwork of this painting is simply superb. Look at the waist of the shrimp, showing different postures, some are bent forward, some are straight and wandering, and some are bent and crawling. There is no rigidity at all, and there is no water, but you can feel that the shrimp is swimming in the water..."
This statement aroused the approval of other mentors.
Another instructor said, "Look at the shrimp's front claws, which are thin and thick, with several sections between them and two claws, shaped like pincers, open and closed. The shrimp's antennae are drawn with several light ink lines. It looks easy, but it is actually very difficult. At least, I can't do it."
“The painting is alive.”
If the painting is vivid, the life of the shrimp will come out naturally.
If the painting becomes stiff, the shrimp will lose its life.
In this painting, the lines of the shrimp’s tentacles seem soft but are actually hard, seem broken but are actually connected, straight but with curves, chaotic but with order. The shrimp on the paper seems to be swimming in the water, and its tentacles seem to be moving with the waves...
“This painting should have a name.”
Kong An looked at Lin Yuan at the door.
Lin Yuan finally smiled: "Six Shrimp Picture."
One student said, "It's obviously five shrimps!"
"yes… "
"Five indeed."
"etc… "
"Look at the shrimps..."
“There seem to be shrimps there?”
"It's the shrimp head, the claws, and the whiskers..."
“It’s so faint, I can hardly see it!”
"Six indeed!"
"This sixth one is blocked, but it does exist..."
"… "
The crowd suddenly fell silent.
This virtual-real structure is a very sophisticated technique in Chinese painting, but many students cannot master it well. We can't even imagine how Lin Yuan can portray this feeling. Even if we don't understand what is so good about this painting that can amaze the tutors and professors, we at least know that the standard of this painting is absolutely very high.
"Lin Yuan, how about selling this painting to me?"
Kong An suddenly turned around and looked at Lin Yuan. What no one knew was that at this moment, Kong An had completely given up the idea of taking Lin Yuan as his disciple.
Because Kong An knew that Lin Yuan's Chinese painting level was higher than that of a professor like him!
"Professor Kong!"
Luo Wei suddenly spoke up: "Teacher Lin Yuan has already sold this painting to me! There's no need for you to compete with a student like me for it, right?"
This girl used to call me "you".
At this moment, his attitude changed completely: "Besides, I promised Mr. Lin Yuan that I would be his comic assistant in the future. I paid a lot for this painting!"
Everyone was speechless.
Is there any need to judge the outcome
President Luo even calls the great master "Teacher Lin Yuan".
Kong An stared at the "Six Shrimp Painting" and felt a little sorry, but since Luo Wei had said so, he couldn't just snatch it away, so he could only helplessly say: "You are so lucky, remember to treasure this painting."
"The student union."
Luo Wei resumed her low profile and said, "Don't snatch the painting. You are still a good professor."
The instructors couldn't help but look at Lin Yuan: "Can we take a photo?"
"Can."
Lin Yuan had no objection.
He noticed that his reputation as a painter was rapidly rising.
“Crack.”
“Crack.”
All the instructors took photos, including Kong An, and they took many photos in a row.
“This painting seems to be unsigned.”
After taking the photo, Kong An looked at Lin Yuan and said, "Would you please sign it?"
Lin Yuan shook his head: "No need."
The painting was to be sold to Luo Wei. This was the deal he made with Luo Wei before he left. The price offered by Luo Wei was one million.
Compared to the value of this painting, one million is just a drop in the ocean.
But Lin Yuan knew that because he had painted this picture himself, its value was incomparable to that of a painting by Qi Baishi himself.
Although, this painting can also be considered to be painted by Qi Baishi himself.
In addition, Luo Wei also agreed to be Lin Yuan's comic assistant for three years.
Lin Yuan thought about it and agreed. After all, it was impossible for him to sell this painting for a huge price.
In other words.
If you paint Van Gogh's "Sunflowers", it will be useless even if Van Gogh is possessed by you. As long as the painting was not painted by Van Gogh himself, it will not reach its own value.
Lin Yuan understood this principle.
Even Qi Baishi himself, his paintings were not valuable at the beginning.
His value only started after he became famous, grew old, or even died.
"This painting can be taken out to participate in the war."
Kong An looked at Lin Yuan and made a suggestion.
Luo Wei quickly said: "I will send it to the exhibition."
Lin Yuan nodded. This would also help increase his reputation. His reputation as a painter was much less than that of music and literature.
"Let's go."
Kong An waved to everyone.
Most of the students were still confused. A small number of students were reluctant to leave. They also took photos, but Kong An would not let them in, so everyone could only take photos from a distance.
Those who understand will understand why Kong An didn’t let anyone in.
There is no protection for this painting. There are too many people rushing to see it. It would be a shame if the painting was damaged.
"Can you still draw this kind of picture?"
After the crowd had almost dispersed, Kong An asked Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan shook his head and said, "This is the best painting I have ever made. It cannot be copied."
Kong An said regretfully: "I also want to ask you for a painting. If you can paint in the future, can you give me one?"
"Try as much as you can."
Lin Yuan was not sure whether he would have similar character cards in the future.
Kong An nodded.
He did not doubt Lin Yuan's words.
This painting is so wonderful. It is normal that Lin Yuan can only paint it once. It is just like writing a song. When inspiration comes, he will naturally perform beyond his normal level.
But even if it is an extraordinary performance, it also shows one thing:
Lin Yuan is a master of Chinese painting!
His major is not gouache or sketching, but the most popular type of painting on Bluestar with the most learners:
traditional Chinese painting!
How amazing!
Professional-level watercolor sketches are not Lin Yuan’s main focus...
"You are going to become a master in the future."
This was Kong An’s final evaluation. In fact, Lin Yuan’s painting had already reached the master’s level, but the circle would not acknowledge that a student had the ability to be a master.
This is helpless.
The Blue Star Art Forum is a place where seniority is valued.
But from now on, Lin Yuan should at least have a place in the painting world of Blue Star, and he, Kong An, will speak up for Lin Yuan!