Not only Fan Tingting, but Sun Xiaoqi and others also have solid basic skills.
Simply talking about their body control ability and pen control ability, they are no less than ordinary calligraphers and painters.
This is all due to the Xingqi Boxing that I practiced in the past, which can be said to be a skill for chopping firewood without missing a beat.
Fan Tingting looked focused and wrote like a god.
She had practiced this portrait of Zhong Kui many times and knew it by heart.
According to Yang Haoran, he has already crossed the threshold and is about to enter the palace.
The only difference is the tempering of time.
I saw Fan Tingting painting like flowing clouds and flowing water, all done in one go.
Even the turning points appear smooth and round, without any abrupt feeling.
Yan Kelin, who was just casually looking at it, was actually fascinated by it.
How could such charm appear in a girl at such a young age?
He is truly a genius with unparalleled talent.
Yan Kelin suddenly understood Dai Mingli's original thoughts. It would be a pity if such talents were buried!
I saw Fan Tingting's big pen coming down, and it clicked on Zhong Kui's eyes.
The originally lifelike statue of Zhong Kui suddenly became dazzling, as if it was about to break through the paper.
A fierce force of justice is released from the statue of Zhong Kui. If you have evil thoughts, you will feel frightened just by looking at it.
Yan Kelin was also a well-informed person, but at this time he couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration.
"Wonderful! It's really wonderful! It feels like it has come alive. This is the real finishing touch!"
Yan Kelin had forgotten the three masters not far away from him.
Qi Yuanzheng frowned, looking unhappy.
"Yan Kelin, what's all the fuss about? There's no sense of propriety at all. Aren't you afraid of disturbing the distinguished guests?"
Feng Zhitong laughed and quickly smoothed things over.
"Old Qi, it's not easy to be your disciple. There are too many rules.
It’s just a sigh, it’s no big deal, what’s the point of disturbing it?”
Luo Mingdao also nodded: "Old Feng is right, you are being too harsh on your disciples.
Yan Kelin is so well behaved in front of you, but outside he is also a famous calligrapher and painter.
You speak so bluntly, where do you want the child to put his face?"
In fact, Qi Yuanzheng was not really angry. He was afraid that the two of them would blame him, so he went out of his way to show off.
After hearing the two people's advice, he immediately laughed.
"You two are tolerant, so don't argue with him.
But you must pay attention next time, what is there to make such a big fuss about?"
Yan Kelin was slightly embarrassed. Fortunately, this was not his first experience, so he didn't take it to heart.
Feng Zhitong asked: "Yan Kelin, what are you looking at so fascinated by?"
Upon hearing Feng Zhitong's question, Yan Lin's eyes lit up and he immediately became interested.
After all, they are all people in the field of calligraphy and painting, and have a fanatical interest in calligraphy and painting.
If he could listen to the comments of the two masters on the paintings, it would be a rare opportunity for him to make progress.
Thinking of this, Yan Kelin hurriedly stood up and walked towards the three masters with his mobile phone.
"Master Feng, someone is live broadcasting the calligraphy and painting competition, and the whole process of her creation is put in the live broadcast room.
I saw that her paintings were really exquisite, and I couldn't help but cry out." Hot Book Depository
Feng Zhitong immediately became interested: "Oh, there is such a thing? You can actually live broadcast during the game?
Bring it to me quickly to see what is so extraordinary about the exquisite paintings you mentioned."
Qi Yuanzheng said: "Old Feng, you are too serious. Yan Lin's subtlety may seem ordinary to you.
How high can one be as a contestant in a calligraphy and painting competition? After all, they are all young people and they still lack polish."
Luo Mingdao disagreed: "Lao Qi, what you said is wrong. What you say is that one has ambition but not one's age.
Especially in the arts, talent is very important, and it cannot just be based on age.
Isn't the original purpose of holding such a calligraphy and painting competition just to discover talents and support younger generations?
I think the same thing as Lao Feng, I would like to take a look."
Feng Zhitong laughed: "Lao Qi is being humble, he is too embarrassed to praise his disciples.
It's better for me to say that Yan Kelin's calligraphy and painting accomplishments today have surpassed those of you and me back then.
As long as you polish it for a few years and determine your own style, you will definitely become a master of calligraphy and painting.
I believe in his vision. If he can find something subtle, there must be something interesting."
Yan Kelin was naturally filled with joy after being praised by a master of calligraphy and painting.
He quickly walked up to the three masters with his mobile phone, turned the screen over, and pointed it at the three masters.
Although Qi Yuanzheng said he didn't care, he still looked at the screen seriously.
It's no longer in the live broadcast room, but a screenshot of Fan Tingting's portrait of Zhong Kui taken by Yan Kelin.
Feng Zhitong didn't think much of it at first, but soon his expression became serious.
To say that this portrait of Zhong Kui was not shocking to him, it just gave him a vague feeling of familiarity.
How come the skill of using the brush and its charm have traces of Yang Haoran?
Could it be that the teacher Yang Haoran came to compete?
There is definitely no problem based on his age, but this is definitely not Yang Haoran's handiwork.
After all, the painting is a bit immature and lacks time to polish it.
It seems to be just a coincidence, but overall, this work is considered to be a superior work among young people.
"There is indeed something subtle about it, especially the pair of eyes, as if they are alive."
Feng Zhitong couldn't help but sigh in admiration.
Luo Mingdao nodded in agreement: "Not only that, judging from his painting skills, this person has definitely worked hard.
He has strong pen control skills and has received guidance from famous experts.”
Qi Yuanzheng hummed: "There are rules in painting, and what's especially rare is its charm.
It’s not easy to be able to express yourself vividly and intimidatingly.”
After praising him, Qi Yuanzheng looked at Yan Kelin.
"What is this person's name? Is he a disciple of some famous master?"
Yan Kelin gave a wry smile: "Three teachers, let me give you a try. Can you guess how old this person is?"
Feng Zhitong laughed: "It's interesting, you are trying to find out what we three old guys mean!"
Yan Kelin was frightened for a while, and quickly waved his hand and said: "Master Feng, please don't misunderstand me, I don't dare to have such dangerous thoughts!"
"Haha, it's okay, I'm just joking with you.
Then let's take a guess. I'll go first.
When looking at a painter's age, it's best to look at his painting skills, which are the least likely to be faked.
Without time to polish, you will not be able to produce corresponding painting skills.
Based on the basic skills of this painting, the person who made this painting must be at least twenty-three years old!"
