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Chapter 725, Big Brother

 However, if you want to break through the 10th level of Chinese painting, you can't do it easily just by finding this point.

After several days of trying without success, Fang Xiaoyue could only adopt a more leisurely approach.

When I have nothing to do, I go to Professor Sun's studio to paint. After painting a few strokes, I make tea with Professor Sun and enjoy a leisurely life that is almost like retirement.

I have to say, living a life like this is quite pleasant.

There is no need to worry about safety, no need to worry about improving strength, and no need to work hard for money.

But after a semester like this, Professor Sun felt a little headache.

To say that I have accepted this closed disciple, I feel very happy.

But the problem is that it doesn't feel good when the level of the closed disciples exceeds yours.

Especially when this close disciple has nothing to do but goes to his studio to show off, drinks the good tea he worked so hard to buy, and even if he brags about things and discusses international current affairs, he seems to be more far-sighted than himself?

This is simply unbearable!

Therefore, not long after the new semester of her junior year started, Fang Xiaoyue was rushed to her senior brother by Professor Sun, who euphemistically called it training to improve.

Fang Xiaoyue's elder brother Meng Shanshan is not a simple figure. He is the director of the National Museum of Fine Arts and a well-known master of modern Chinese painting.

During this period, Mengshanshan received a task, which was to provide 120 background paintings for ten venues of the Xiaguo International Economic and Trade Fair.

To put it bluntly, these background paintings are meant to reflect the scenery of various places in Xia Kingdom, etc., so that international participants can better feel the majestic beauty of Xia Kingdom and feel the beauty of Xia Kingdom’s culture.

Although the requirements for such a background painting are not too high, as the director of the National Gallery of Art, Meng Shanshan is reluctant to lower the standards.

Under such circumstances, there are only ten painters in the National Gallery who can achieve his standards, including Meng Shanshan.

Each of these background paintings is four meters long and two meters wide.

Ten people in Mengshan Mountain want to draw 120 background paintings in just one month. Haha, each person has 10 background paintings. You can imagine how difficult it is.

Normally, it would be quite easy for a person to paint without being asked to paint a picture in half a day.

But this is different when it comes to painting. The paintings you make must meet people's requirements. Otherwise, no matter how many paintings you make, it will still be a joke.

As a result, Mengshanshan, which is short of manpower, can only seek foreign aid, seek help from old friends, and seek help from teachers.

But what he didn't expect was that the teacher would actually throw over the young junior brother who had just become famous.

Although Mengshan Shanshan had heard that his junior brother had made his debut in an art exhibition, he was always too busy with work and had no time to attend art exhibitions, so he had no way of knowing what his junior brother's abilities were.

When Fang Xiaoyue came to report with a drawing board and other tools, Meng Shanshan could not help but frown when he saw the real person.

It was probably during these days that Fang Xiaoyue's life was too leisurely. Fang Xiaoyue's tanned skin, which had been tanned by being an educated youth in the countryside for the past three years, was much fairer and tenderer. In addition, he was not very old to begin with. He was only 21 years old now. At first glance, his face looked very white.

There is still a bit of youthfulness and tenderness to it.

Meng Shanshanhou was wondering in his heart, is this close disciple recruited by the teacher reliable?

You are so young, but your level of Chinese painting exceeds that of your teacher?

This is simply impossible, right?

"Big Brother."

Fang Xiaoyue had seen a photo of the teacher and his senior brother in Professor Sun's place. Although his age had changed, he still recognized this senior senior brother at a glance.

"Oh, you are Junior Brother Fang, right? Come on, come on, take a drink of water first."

On the surface, Meng Shanshan didn't show any dislike, but he enthusiastically led the other person into his office.

After the two chatted for a while, Fang Xiaoyue offered to visit the studio first.

Meng Shanshan is also very busy with background painting, so he didn't waste time.

When the two of them walked into the studio, Fang Xiaoyue's hands were a little ready to move.

No way, watching twenty or so painters painting together in the studio, discussing with each other from time to time, competing on painting skills, etc., really makes people want to get involved.

Moreover, the painters present are all well-known painters in the field of Chinese painting. Showing their own level of Chinese painting here will undoubtedly greatly promote their reputation.

"Everyone, please be quiet. This is my junior brother, Fang Jianjun."

Meng Shanshan clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, and then helped introduce: "Jianjun, this is the executive director of the Art Association, Mr. Yang Tianming. This is..."

There is no doubt that every painter present has a distinguished name.

The last one is also a professor in the art department of a certain university.

Of course, facing these well-known painters who were senior to him, Fang Xiaoyue could only greet them one by one with a smile on his face.

However, painters are generally not willing to waste time in communication, so after some introductions, those painters were immersed in the world of painting one by one.

Fang Xiaoyue was not polite, and went to her senior brother to ask for the subject matter of a background painting, and asked for drawing paper, and then occupied a painting table in a corner of the studio.

No way, the background painting is too big and the drawing board cannot be used.

Since she was studying to break through the 10th level of Chinese painting, Fang Xiaoyue did not prepare to mix the paint, but directly took out an inkstone and an ink ingot and started grinding them.

Well, this inkstone is not a top-quality famous inkstone, it is just an ordinary thing bought at the canteen of Jingcheng University.

The ink ingots are not Ruimo or Huimo, they are also bought at the canteen.

Of course, in this era, things were made more solidly. Even ordinary ink ingots were much better than those in later generations. At least they were enough for ink painting.

Afterwards, he spread out the drawing paper on the drawing table and filled a small wine glass with water for later use.

The background painting he wanted to paint happened to be Mount Huang.

Huangshan Mountain is generally recognized as difficult to draw. If you want to depict all the steepness and wonders of Huangshan Mountain, you really need some skills.

Moreover, there are countless ink paintings that use Huangshan Mountain as their theme. There is a saying that Huangshan Mountain is not included in ink paintings.

At this time, although senior brother Meng Shanshan was also laying out drawing paper and seemed to be about to start painting, in fact, his eyes were always staring at Fang Xiaoyue, wanting to see what this junior brother's skills were.

Fang Xiaoyue first imagined the entire Huangshan Mountains she had seen in her mind, and then enlarged parts of it bit by bit. After pondering for a long time, she finally put pen to paper.

At this time, Meng Shanshan stood quietly behind him, his eyes falling on the drawing paper, paying close attention quietly.

But what shocked him was that the few strokes this young junior brother made made him feel the same as when he saw his master's paintings.

The shun front divides yin and yang, the reverse front contains muscles and bones, and the dots are dyed green, lightly rubbed like clouds, broken ink divides shallow and deep, and the ink is drawn to express the feelings of the mountains and rivers.

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