Seeing Jian Yue's paintings, everyone suddenly felt bad. Zu Long looked at the works of the old man Xianren, then looked at Jian Yue's, and then bared his teeth. This damn girl, no wonder these
The old man would be so angry that he would behave like this and not hit anyone directly on the spot. I can only say that the self-cultivation of these old men is really good!
"Look! Look!" The old immortal man became excited again, "This girl drew such a thing in the film, and she actually said that she would use it to compete with my work. Zulong, you guys, please comment.
Comment!"
Looking at the excited old man, Zu Long and his wife couldn't laugh or cry. This girl Jian Yue is really a toss-up. Where did she get the confidence to dare to compete with others with a pair of chick-eating rice pictures?
These old men are well behaved, otherwise they would be beaten to death!
"According to me, the two works are only half the same!"
Zulong was about to expose this matter to Xini when he heard Lin Zheng's serious nonsense. At that time, he staggered. He had forgotten that Jian Yue, this damn girl's character, was all in trouble.
I learned this from this bastard! It’s too late now. Those old men were already furious when they heard what this bastard said!
"Boy!" The old man who was painting was blowing his beard and staring at Lin Zheng, like a big boss on the road, and said viciously: "You have to come out to me today. If you can't tell me why?
,Don’t blame me for falling out!”
As soon as he said this, he immediately received support from other old men. This bastard is so hateful. He is almost as hateful as that girl's movie. Two works are only half the same, but the masterpiece of the master is given to you to compare with one.
Comparing a poor picture of a chicken eating rice is simply a shame! If Zulong’s family hadn’t been here, all the old men would have had the urge to fight Lin Zheng!
Yang Qi almost died from laughter, but she didn't dare to laugh out loud. She covered her mouth with one hand and her stomach with the other, laughing so hard that she felt uncomfortable. You are too brave, you damn little forest boy. At this time,
You actually dare to act as Jian Yue's accomplice. Are you really not afraid of being beaten to death by the old men?
Feite couldn't bear to look directly at it. She had to admit that the old man's works were indeed very good. Whether it was composition or artistic conception, they were all top-notch works and worthy of the name of a master. It's a pity that the master is not good in front of his own adults.
Even if he can't understand, everything you draw will be in vain!
Under the contemptuous gaze of the Dragon King and the angry gazes of the old men, Lin Zheng showed a serious face. After pointing at Jian Yue's work, he said: "Let's talk about Jian Yue's work first!"
"What's there to say about such a clumsy thing?!"
"It's indeed quite clumsy!" Lin Zheng nodded affirmatively, "Then do you understand what is painted on it?"
Veins appeared on the old man's forehead, "It's just a picture of a chicken eating rice. I'm not blind, how can I not see it!?"
"Very good!" Lin Zheng nodded with satisfaction, "Then this is the key point. Although Jian Yue's work is clumsy and the painting is a mess, no matter who you are, you can tell at a glance that this is a small painting.
Chicken eats rice! Then we’ll take a look at your work!”
"Hmph! Just watch!"
"I can't understand!"
As soon as he said this, the old man stared. Zulong and his wife made a "pop" sound and quickly covered their mouths. It would be too rude to laugh at this time.
Just when the old man was about to explode, Lin Zheng suddenly asked: "Old man, are you a
As an expert, I would like to ask you, what is the original intention of painting this thing?"
The old man was stunned for a moment when he asked Lin Zheng, and he forgot to get angry for a moment. Out of his rigorous attitude towards knowledge, the old man still thought about it seriously, and then replied: "The meaning of painting in the first place is to
Records can be said to be the prototype of all kinds of writing.”
"That's right!" Lin Zheng said with a smile on his face, "The purpose of painting is to record, and recording is for others to see, so it must be understood by others before it can be considered a meaningful painting.
!No matter what kind of feelings or emotions are to be expressed in the painting, it must be felt by the vast majority of people watching, and then it can be considered a successful painting! It can only be communicated and disseminated within a small group of people.
That thing is not called a painting, it can only be called a code. Once the people who understand the code are gone, then this thing is gone. Unlike the words used universally, it doesn't matter who loses it, as long as it is not all
Even if all the people die, words will still be passed down, are you right?"
The old man was dumbfounded for a while when he told Lin Zheng some nonsense. He instinctively felt that something was wrong, but when he wanted to refute, he had no way of saying it. At this time?????????????
??Lin Zheng concluded and said: "So, in my eyes, your works and Jian Yue's works are only half the same. Jian Yue loses because of his poor brushwork, while your work loses because of the lack of understanding."
Yun, both sides have their own advantages and disadvantages. Of course, if we have to distinguish between superior and inferior, your work must be superior. After all, your painting skills are very good, and there are still a few people who can understand what you are expressing.
.”
"Yes! Yes!" Jianyue echoed excitedly from the side, "As expected of Yiping, this is what I wanted to express just now, or Yiping, you can be reasonable!"
As soon as the two of them finished speaking, the old man almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. He was a master of painting, but he was reduced to competing with the little chicken eating rice. And the reason why he won was because his painting skills were better.
!
The other old men's faces were also pale, with a sense of despair that a thousand years of civilization had been destroyed in one fell swoop. Could it be that what they had insisted on for so long was so superficial and ridiculous?!
Seeing the shocked expressions of the old men, Zu Long, who had come back to his senses, looked dumbfounded. This bastard could always use this kind of specious fallacy to attack others when it came to his own clumsy schemes. No, the old man
They've been hit hard! This can't work! It's rare for the dragon clan to have a grandmaster. Although he is a painter, he is still very precious. We can't let this bastard kid lead him into a ditch like this!
After raising his hand and patting Lin Zheng on the back of the head, Zu Long said to the old man who was painting: "Don't completely believe Yi Ping's one-sided words, stick to your own heart, how can a master-level figure do it because of others?"
A few words will shake your heart!"
But the old man shook his head, "Thank you Zulong for your comfort. However, although a lot of this bastard's words are nonsense, I agree with him on one point. The meaning of painting is to record, and what can't be recorded can't be recorded."
If it spreads, then this work is a failure, no matter how superb the painting skills are, if it fails, it is a failure!"
After saying that, the old man suddenly took out a big pen and drew a stroke on his painting amidst the exclamations of his old friends! Seeing this, Zulong couldn't help baring his teeth. This was another letdown.
This bastard boy Yiping was deceived! He immediately got angry and slapped Lin Zheng on the head again.
"Why do you, old man, keep beating me?!" Lin Zheng shouted dissatisfied, "What I said is true.
It’s not nonsense!”
Zulong was immediately amused when he heard this. You bastard, is this the first day I've met you as an old man or something? The number of times you've talked nonsense in front of me is not once or twice!
At this time, a sound of surprise sounded from the side, and everyone looked around, only to see that the old man who was painting seemed to have gained something, and suddenly he was swaying his brushes on the painting, which made people very curious. For a moment, in a burst of
Amidst the hearty laughter, the old man suddenly stopped writing, and the other old men who were originally shocked also congratulated the old man who was drawing with surprise on their faces. This aroused everyone's curiosity.
It started to move.
"Boy, although you just talked nonsense, forget it, the old man thinks your nonsense is justified!" With a smile on his face, the old man walked away from his painting, "The painting now is based on what you said.
I repainted it based on my suggestions, now you have a look, what do you think?"
As the old man walked away, the scroll that he had re-inked came into view again, and everyone's eyes suddenly lit up!
Different from the previous paintings that require extremely high art appreciation ability to appreciate, the new work in front of you only adds a few brushstrokes, but it makes people feel instantly.
The whole painting has been extremely sublimated! Throughout the whole painting, there is no dragon in sight, but wherever you look, you can see the scene of flying dragons. The clouds in the sky are all roared by dragons.
The magnificent city was shattered, echoing the soaring, as if the whole city was roaring, making people's hearts swell. For a moment, the overwhelming joy seemed to come from the scroll.
It gushes out from within, which is exciting!
"Okay!" Zu Long couldn't help but let out a loud shout of surprise, "Okay! Okay!"
As Zu Long's cheers fell, Dragon Mother led Ao Xin and Ao Qing to applaud with joy. It was so wonderful. Just adding a few brushstrokes gave a painting a completely different artistic conception. After a long time,
After many years, their dragon clan finally has another outstanding character!
"Yiping!" Zu Long looked at Lin Zheng with a smile in his eyes, "Evaluate it!" This kid can't say weird things now, can he?
Lin Zheng didn’t mean to find trouble! He just couldn’t understand. He couldn’t just tell lies with his eyes open like those guys who are just seeking fame! But the old man’s improved paintings were really good. What he wanted to express
Things were all presented on the scroll, allowing Lin Zheng to clearly feel the joy of Tianlong City! Lin Zheng immediately nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad, not bad! The old gentleman is indeed a master, these few changes
It’s really amazing!”
After hearing this, the old man who painted the painting immediately laughed and scolded, "You bastard, is it so difficult for you to say something nice directly?!" What do you mean by these strokes are so amazing? Isn't this just a disguised expression?
What he said before was unacceptable!
"But I really can't understand what you said before!" Lin Zheng said seriously, "You see, I can be regarded as a relatively knowledgeable person. I can't even understand it, let alone the billions of people in the world.
Among all living beings, the people who can understand your previous works are probably not even a drop in the ocean!"
"You bastard, your mouth is really unforgiving!" The old man laughed and scolded, "But it's okay, it makes sense!" Then he turned around and said to his old friends: "Our pursuit is not
It should be limited to self-impression. Only when it touches all living beings can it be considered a real success. Otherwise, it is just a small circle of self-entertainment and cannot be regarded as a real everyone!"