Author: Zhang Yu

"Li Zhu, did you really look radiant during those months?"

"When will we get married?"

"Is the baby here? What is Director Shen doing?"

While Shen Yu was chatting with Guan Ningsheng in the office, Xiao Lizhu was shopping on the street with a group of sisters.

There is no way, Wu Yuanyuan declined the movie A Chinese Ghost Story, so many people said that he can do it.

Although everyone knows that there are actually no opportunities, and many people are not interested, but if other people visit Director Shen one by one, or express their intentions, am I so timid that I misunderstand my appearance, talent or temperament... Well, those are all No, I always have ideas about the beauty of the soul. Why don’t you try something?

In this way, when people talk about me in the future, they will say, ah ah, she doesn't even have the courage to try...

During Xiao Lizhu's confinement period, people would come to visit her every day. After all, girls are not arrogant. Visiting Director Shen is too direct. How about talking directly to his fiancée?

That kind of thing has even become a craze like checking in. Everyone comes to harass Xiao Lizhu, and then proudly says that I have signed up. Whether it succeeds or not is up to him. He is wrong that he has confidence. .

Uh-huh.

"A Yu is very busy working on the A Chinese Ghost Story project. Aunt Wu is not satisfied with the script. A Yu feels that the problem lies with him, so he works every day..."

Xiao Lizhu sighed slightly. Although the two were not lovers, they were together 24 hours a day. At least five days a week, Shen Yu would go to Didong Fortress to work and exercise for ten hours in the morning. She didn't know what he was doing inside.

"Maybe he's drawing comic books?"

…

Two hours later, everyone arrived.

I thought they would start the meeting, take out a bunch of drafts, talk about ideas and inspirations, but instead Shen Yu led everyone to a building not far away.

Is it the warehouse that Changfeng Film and Television Company recently purchased? Shen Yushen was mysterious and did not say why he wanted to go there.

Wang Ruomeng was very curious, and Guan Ningsheng and others were also very curious. Is there a future workplace there?

After pushing open the door of the warehouse, everyone saw a long corridor. Although it was a bit crude, it had been decorated. The soft lights shone from the east, and ink paintings appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Gentlemen, if this is a game, don't put so much effort into it."

"Well done, well done!"

"In this way, Yan Chixia's character will be fully reflected."

Shen Yu walked in the front, staring at the ink paintings in front of him, but what he thought of was the various situations in Da Qian.

Shen Yu was in Daqian, and wanted to make a picture album similar to a comic book. To put it simply, it was an ink painting album, something as simple as splash ink, red tracing, etc. But the enthusiastic people of Daqian gave him a complete picture. A big job.

Do you remember that Shen Yu postponed his departure from Daqian for half a year?

Why, in addition to the retention of beauties, the comic book project has become another kind of project that made him dumbfounded.

As for that project, it was barely enough. Even after Xiao Lizhu came, he still stayed in the basement for ten hours a day.

The first thing that caught Guan Ningsheng's eyes was an ink painting, a picture of a scholar trekking in the mountains.

The artistic conception of the painting is excellent, vast and simple, but also lifelike. There are people in the painting, and paintings among the people. The scholar is walking on the mountain path, and the few strokes are vividly reflected on the paper.

“Nah, that, the artistic conception is so good, it’s very laid out and full of characters!”

When Guan Ningsheng came in, he was attracted by the ink paintings at the first sight. The ink paintings were vast and simple, yet lifelike, which made people feel great after looking at them.

“Nah, that, the artistic conception is so good, it’s very laid out and full of characters!”

Guan Ningsheng stood there blankly, looking at the paintings on the wall.

He is one of the most famous young painters in the Ming Dynasty and has a very high level of appreciation. When looking at a painting, it is like tasting it by a gourmet. The first thing to look at is whether there is any unique inspiration, effort or artistic conception.

"Bidong, is he satisfied with that painting..."

Shen Yu, who was invited to the gallery, looked at the landscape painting.

The person who painted the painting was the old prime minister. He wrote the painting.

The childhood prodigy, the young genius, the waste in middle age, the old prime minister, countless experiences, all kinds of waste, these became the mark of his life, and also the first painting of A Chinese Ghost Story, a young scholar, Scene of walking alone in the mountains.

Then the accumulation of his life has been integrated into everything about him. He changed the painting eighteen times and took a whole year to paint it.

"Bi Dong, please look at the painting on the east side."

The old prime minister smiled and led the emperor, the man who revived Daqian, the kind and capable man, the simple and noble man, into the gallery.

Just like now, Shen Yu is leading everyone to appreciate the paintings in the gallery.

"The second painting is a painting by Mr. Chen Zhihe, a master of Qinghe. He..."

What caught Guan Ningsheng's second glance was that the camera suddenly zoomed in. The scholar stopped and looked at the scene of a peach blossom on the branch. The scholar turned his head in joy, the beauty of the peach blossom branch, and a small stream flowing slowly. Passing by, there are birds jumping on the branches, and there is no way out, and the scenery of another village is full of bright willows and flowers. The atmosphere has changed from a vast and primitive one to a small building listening to the spring rain all night, and the peach blossoms are just right!

The simple yet exquisite layout of the entire painting makes those who see it involuntarily feel happy.

Does this put the meaning into the picture, every detail is natural!

Could it be that at that time, Guan Ningsheng suddenly woke up from the initial shock, because he discovered the problem at that time!

"Not bad, not bad, the lines of that painting are good, the outline is good, the basic skills are good, there are a few things missing!"

Guan Ningsheng looked at it and began to mutter to himself.

Those two paintings look really good at first glance, and they look good at second glance, and if ordinary people continue to look at them, they will definitely say that they are very good, extremely good, but will they be compared to those who are aspiring to the bronze altar? If you look at it, you can find many problems.

Just like if an ordinary chef uses the best ingredients to prepare a table of delicious food, and ordinary people taste it, there will be no problems and they will even praise it desperately. But if someone has encountered the tongue of God, they will find problems.

It's a bit old, the taste is too strong, the knife skills are not good, the seasonings are not well matched...

But no, he didn't shut up. He noticed several details at the same time, such as those paintings without seals, names, or even inscriptions or poems.

Then, the third picture, the fourth picture, the fifth picture...

He was silent and looked eastward from painting to painting until he got to the tenth painting. The painting was very good, but not in a different style. The scholar came to an ancient temple, a gloomy and simple temple with a huge Lan Ruo. The temple made people shiver involuntarily.

"Who painted those paintings?"

Wang Ruomeng, who followed, finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked such a question.

She didn't care about Ning Sheng's level, she just knew that those paintings were very good, very good. In ten paintings, the beginning of the story of A Chinese Ghost Story was completely sketched out.

Shen Yu smiled and did not answer.

He asked people from the Ministry of Rites to draw a picture album of A Chinese Ghost Story, and he also passed on some of the comics, coloring, red drawing, shading, and even oil painting and Chinese painting knowledge to the east.

He originally thought that he would get a painting hall similar to Vagabond's or a higher level one, but he did not expect that he would be invited into a gallery.

What is the eternal prosperity?

With Li Longji behind the scenes, Wu Zetian's accumulation, Li Zhi's rest, and Li Shimin's pioneering, there were many wars and many people died. After that, Tiandong was at peace for more than ten years, and it was called the Kaiyuan Age.

Going back to the Wenjing rule, the imperial court did nothing to govern, and then it was quickly passed down through the ages.

And after Daqian unified the east of the world, there was peace for a full 120 years!

So, in that fertile land, will literature and art of unparalleled beauty bloom?

Shen Yu came to that world and saw the beautiful fruits.

He just wanted to take Dongyizhi. Can the important officials of the imperial court, the great figures in the painting world, the literary giants, the talented people... but everyone wanted to do something for the emperor.

However, those people unified their styles, adjusted their painting styles, and brainstormed again and again. Then Shen Yu saw the crystallization of human wisdom, the accumulation of Daqian's art, and the efforts of countless masters, forming a long corridor. .

Guan Ningsheng stood in front of the tenth painting and stopped.

The layout of the warehouse was very poor. At that moment, Guan Ningsheng seemed to have returned to ancient times. He walked through the vast mountains, waded through continuous streams, picked a peach blossom, and saw the gloomy ancient temple.

Ten paintings, ten scenes, describe an extremely beautiful beginning.

That day, one after another ink paintings, palace strokes, and watercolor paintings formed a long corridor. In the fragrance of flowers, in the lights, in the east of the bright moon, the breeze blew slowly, and the moonlight spread across the sky like water. Chen Shen, who was wearing a dragon robe, Yu, looked at a picture scroll, walked through the corridor, and finished reading A Chinese Ghost Story.

On that day, Shen Yu saw a true masterpiece, an unprecedented chapter in the history of literature and art.

That day, Guan Ningsheng felt that every cell in his body was trembling, telling him what miracle he would see tomorrow.

His feet were a little soft, but his face was burning badly. Looking back, he saw that there were many paintings in the gallery. They were placed there one after another, which made his heart beat fast. .

Just like a long time ago, he was an art school student. Every day before dawn, he would carry his drawing board to the museum and copy the famous paintings in the Imperial Capital Museum.

Every day he passed by a painting called Mona Lisa's Smile, which was like a trophy of Ming Dynasty.

The woman in the painting smiled gently, and his heart would beat loudly every time he saw her. Being poor, he spent all his money on paint, but making cold water steamed buns every day made him feel very happy.

He would bow to that lady once a day, which was a beautiful tribute.

Gradually, as he gets older, many of his senses become dull. But today, it seems that he has once again entered the palace of art as a young boy.

"How many paintings?"

Guan Ningsheng's voice was very hoarse, but his eyes were extremely red.

"Two hundred and thirty-six copies."

Shen Yu replied calmly.

The sky is covered with frost over a ten-mile flat lake, and a gallery of scrolls has been passed down for thousands of years.

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