However, the threat behind Chen Pinting made Yan Feng very dissatisfied. It would be fine if Yan Feng really knew nothing about painting skills and was talking nonsense. But he clearly told the truth accidentally just now. Since you are forcing him so much
, then you can only use some skills!
Yan Feng thought about it, looked at Chen Pinting and said, "I'm just telling the truth."
Yan Feng said, took a few steps forward, picked up a blank piece of drawing paper on Zhao An's desk, then looked at Chen Pinting and said, "You can choose one of these drawings."
After hearing Yan Feng's words, the disdain in Chen Pinting's eyes became more obvious, and she said: "You want to compare with our teacher? OK! I will give you this opportunity. If you lose, kowtow to my teacher and apologize immediately!"
Yan Feng listened and said calmly: "Okay, but what if I win?" Chen Pinting listened and said directly: "That is impossible! But if you win, I will kowtow to you and apologize!"
After hearing this, Yan Feng said directly: "Okay!"
Chen Pinting chose a picture of a roaring tiger from Zhao An's painting. The original artist of this painting was Master He Xiangning. Zhao An copied it, and with a third of the artistic conception, it looked slightly...
A feeling of tiger power.
When Yan Feng looked at these pictures just now, he could infer nine points of the artistic conception of the original painting. The remaining one point was He Xiangning's own emotions. Yan Feng could not infer it, but he was able to fully express the nine points of the artistic conception.
, even improved by one point.
But in that case, I'm afraid it would lose some of the flavor of the original painting, and such a painting can only be painted by a true painter. Although it is not clear, Yan Feng knows that if he paints it like that
, it will definitely shock the world, so he prepared to draw a picture with nine points of artistic conception.
Then Yan Feng began to write. Master Zhao An had a broad mind. Even if Yan Feng commented so on his paintings, he was not dissatisfied. On the contrary, he was a little dissatisfied with the performance of his disciples, but he was also very satisfied with Yan Feng.
He was curious and wanted to see what Yan Feng could paint, so he didn't stop him. Yan Feng started painting with Zhao An's brush and the speculation in his mind about the tiger's roaring picture. Yan Feng's writing speed was so fast
soon.
The four disciples all had a trace of disdain in their eyes, and at the beginning, Zhao An also had a trace of confusion in his eyes. Chinese paintings are generally painted calmly and slowly. If you can paint so fast, you can paint what you need.
Does what is expressed manifest itself?
However, as Yan Feng painted, the five of them became quiet, and the disdain in their hearts disappeared. What the four of them were thinking about now was that Yan Feng felt like painting now, just like their teacher.
And their teacher, Master Zhao An, thought the same way. The feeling Yan Feng gave people when he painted was very similar to his master, the real painter He Xiangning and Master He! Could it be that this boy in his twenties has already reached the level of
Is that the realm? Zhao An looked at Yan Feng painting in disbelief.
Ten minutes later, the tiger was basically completed, except for a pair of eyes. Next, Yan Feng waved his hands, and the brush in his hand fell. In ancient times, it was just the finishing touch, but today it was the finishing touch. The tiger's eyes had just been painted by Yan Feng.
When Feng painted it, the big lion's roar was the first to feel a threat and barked at the portrait.
However, Zhao An, Chen Pinting, Yao Yao and other five people clearly heard the violent and powerful roar of the tiger in their ears, and the tiger on the screen seemed to be about to pounce, and the five people could not help themselves.
Taking a step back, it is just a painting, but it is like a real tiger coming. Such painting skills are truly outstanding!
At this time, the big poodle seemed to be very angry about the painting. It jumped up, threw itself on the wall, and directly tore the roaring tiger picture that Yan Feng had just painted into pieces! Although it only tore into pieces!
The painting was torn into pieces, but if there were any professional dog breeders here, they would probably be shocked, because Yan Feng's painting completely captured the momentum and roar of a tiger, which is different from a real tiger left there.
It's not big. A normal fierce dog here would probably run away with its tail between its legs. But this big lion dog still dares to charge forward. It's obvious how powerful it is!
Master Zhao An and others all looked at the big poodle angrily. What they regretted was the artistic value of this painting. As soon as the painting was finished, they heard the roar of the tiger and felt the power of the tiger.
You can definitely draw a character who is close to being considered a great figure in the painting world!
But such a top-notch painting was torn into pieces by a dog. The five of them were all Chinese painting lovers, so naturally they were very dissatisfied with the big poodle. When the big poodle saw it, it also shrank its head. This
The five people's eyes looked as if they were about to eat a dog, which seemed much scarier than that tiger!
Yan Feng saw it, touched his big poodle, and then said: "My painting was torn into pieces by it, how about a draw in our bet?"
After hearing Yan Feng's words, Chen Pinting's face turned slightly red. Although she was the mayor's daughter, she was very dissatisfied with Yao Yao who was always pushing her down.
However, she is not an unreasonable person. After seeing Yan Feng's paintings and the teacher's expression, she can already conclude that Yan Feng's painting skills are superior to her teacher's, so he said that his teacher's paintings are very average.
There is no problem anymore, and yet he speaks rudely, which is simply unreasonable and brainless.
And now Yan Feng has directly described the bet that must win as a draw, which shows that he has become more open-minded. The young man in front of him who looks a few years younger than himself is a master in both painting skills and character.
At this moment, Chen Pinting was convinced. She bowed slightly and said, "Master, Pinting said the wrong thing. Pinting apologizes to you."
Although he did not kneel down, it was good to be able to bow. Zhao An looked at Yan Feng excitedly and said, "Who is the master of the master? Who is the disciple of which school?" After Yan Feng heard this, he smiled slightly.
He shook his head and said: "There is no sect."
After hearing Yan Feng's words, Zhao An showed a hint of disappointment in his eyes and said: "Since the master refuses to tell me, then forget it."
Yan Feng felt uncomfortable after hearing this. He was called master by such an old man, and he was so respectful, but he couldn't even answer a question from the other party. It was really unkind.
Yao Yao was also dissatisfied and said: "My master asked you, how dare you not answer?"
After hearing this, Yan Feng picked up the brush again and drew two birds. However, the two birds gave people completely different feelings and styles. One bird was gentle and soft, with smooth brushstrokes, and the other
The little bird was rustic but vivid. Yao Yao was even more dissatisfied and said: "My master wants to ask you a question, what do you mean by drawing two birds?"
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