“Among the meticulous paintings, figure paintings are particularly rare.
The difficulty lies not in the painting skills, but in whether the characters can express the charm and momentum they should have.
This is especially true for individual portraits.
When you look at this painting, it seems that it is not much different from the picture of the tiger climbing up the mountain just now.
One thing that is certain is that the painting skills of the two paintings are basically the same, and the processing of details is also about the same.
But this portrait of Wu Song has one thing that the Tiger Climbing the Mountain does not have, and that is charm.
I ask you to look into the eyes of the characters in this painting and see if you can understand anything."
After Gong Changli finished speaking, he took the initiative to give up his position, allowing Fan Tingting's words to be displayed in front of everyone.
Those who were close all followed Gong Changli's instructions and looked into Wu Song's eyes.
At first glance, one quickly became addicted to it, and then someone let out an exclamation.
"I can feel the character come to life, as if a uniquely fierce man is standing in front of me, making me unable to breathe!"
"I feel the same way, it's a terrifying murderous aura!"
The three previous calligraphy and painting judges also looked horrified at this moment and praised them repeatedly.
Only Xiao Qinghe's face grew darker and darker. This Gong Changli was extremely hateful!
Gong Changli smiled slightly: "Your feelings are correct, this is the so-called charm of painting.
I guess there is no need for me to say anything more, you have already made your judgment on the merits of the two paintings."
There were sighs and discussions all around. Gong Changli's meaning was already very clear, and Fan Tingting's painting was obviously better.
Wu Qianlian was a little confused and asked anxiously: "Master Gong, can you explain it more clearly?"
Xiao Qinghe was standing aside, wishing he could kick Wu Qianlian. This would be humiliating himself!
Gong Changli chuckled: "Okay, I now declare that this Wu Song's figure painting is obviously better than this picture of a tiger ascending the mountain.
Wu Song’s painter won this competition.”
"Very good!"
Fan Tingting was the first to jump up happily, with a look of pride on her face.
Wu Yulian and his wife were naturally delighted with Yourong and smiled from ear to ear.
Wu Qianlian felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly, and her face turned green and red.
We were at a disadvantage in all three games. No matter how much we competed, we could not change the situation!
Gong Changli raised his fist towards Yang Haoran: "This little friend, I have been in Qingchuan City during this time.
If you don’t mind it, I am willing to discuss the art of calligraphy and painting with you, and I hope I will give you some advice.”
Everyone around him couldn't help but gasp. Gong Changli's words at least put Yang Haoran on an equal footing.
Gong Changli is one of the top ten calligraphers and painters in China and a top figure in the field of calligraphy and painting. Why does he pay so much attention to this young man?
Yang Haoran was very indifferent: "Master Gong is too polite. How dare I discuss anything with the master? My painting skills are only average."
Gong Changli smiled bitterly and pointed at Fan Tingting's painting.
"You are truly humble. You can teach such extraordinary students. How can you be an ordinary person?
I won’t force you, if you are interested, I’m always welcome, so I’ll take my leave now.”
Gong Changli has been obsessed with calligraphy and painting all his life, and does not like such lively and noisy scenes.
So after completing the mission, he left in a hurry.
But when everyone looked at Yang Haoran again, they no longer dared to look down upon him in the slightest.
Gong Changli was right. If he could teach such an outstanding student as Fan Tingting, how could Yang Haoran be mediocre?
One family is happy and the other is sad, Wu Qianlian almost bursts into anger. Qi Yin Novel
She worked hard to create such a grand spectacle just to let Xiao Chenyu show off her talents and humiliate Wu Yulian's family.
Unexpectedly, I was making a wedding dress for someone, but it backfired.
In anger, he pulled Xiao Chenyu up and left the hotel lobby.
Yang Haoran stretched out his hand to stop him and smiled playfully.
"Wait a minute, don't forget our previous bet, are you planning to keep your word?"
Wu Qianlian said wildly: "What bet?"
"Haha, I said that if he loses, he will leave the family within a year and live in a small county town for a year.
You made your promise last night, wouldn't you forget it so soon?"
Wu Qianlian's face was green and red, and her eyes were twinkling.
Xiao Chenyu had already shouted angrily.
"I will not stay in some small county town. This is not a place for people to live at all!"
There was an uproar all around, and pairs of eyes fell on Xiao Chenyu like sharp swords.
His words sounded like a map cannon, and the area of attack was actually too wide.
Everyone here lives in what Xiao Chenyu considers to be a small county. Aren’t all of them human?
Although Xiao Chenyu came from a wealthy family, he had never seen such a scene before. He immediately became frightened and quickly took a few steps back.
Yang Haoran sneered and turned to look at Xiao Qinghe.
"Xiao Qinghe, you won't default on your debt, right? Or is it that your Xiao family doesn't care about so-called credit at all?"
Xiao Qinghe's face turned pale: "This matter has nothing to do with the Xiao family, because I don't know about it at all.
If you want to detain my son based on an unfounded bet, you are provoking the Xiao family!"
Everyone in the hall sneered. It was really disgraceful that the dignified legitimate son of the Xiao family was openly cheating.
Xiao Qinghe was indeed a little panicked and kept looking at the time on his watch.
Suddenly there were footsteps at the door of the hall, and Xiao Qinghe suddenly became excited when he saw someone walking into the hall.
The man walking at the front was tall and burly, with an imposing appearance.
It is his eldest brother and the current head of the Xiao family, Xiao Qingjian.
On both sides of Xiao Qingjian's body were two young men with light steps, who were the two elders of the Xiao family.
The strength of the two elders is even higher than that of Du Lianfeng, and they are the two most powerful people in the Xiao family.
After the three of them, a neat guard followed, all of whom were dark warriors.
There were ten people in total, and their waists were bulging, so they were obviously well prepared.
There was an uproar in the hall, especially those standing at the door, who quickly backed away and got out of the way.
"Who? Where did these people come from?"
"Look at the name tags of the guards. They have the word Xiao written on them. Are they from the Xiao family?"
Zhu Mingyi was also shocked. Although he had never met Xiao Qingjian, he still had some experience.
One look at this row of noodles and you can already guess a rough idea.
And Xiao Qinghe, who was running to greet him, further confirmed Zhu Mingyi's guess.
Besides Xiao Qingjian, the head of the Xiao family, who else can let Xiao Qinghe greet him with such a courtesy?
Zhu Mingyi's heart sank, Xiao Qingjian's weight was much greater than Xiao Qinghe's.
Why did he suddenly appear in Qingchuan City and bring the Xiao family guards?
Is it for Yang Haoran?
Thinking of this, Zhu Mingyi couldn't help but take a breath of air.
