"This guy is actually the chairman of Qingmu Group? From this point of view, it is better not to offend him, otherwise, it may affect the cooperation between Tianhao Plaza and Qingmu Group. Perhaps the counter that was agreed before
It will be cancelled!"
Zhao Fengrui stood in the crowd and looked at Yang Mu's "graffiti". He had already made up his mind that even if the other person's painting was terrible, he would never taunt him.
After all, his Tianhao Plaza has to cooperate with Qingmu Group.
In fact, he was an outsider in calligraphy and painting. He came to a place like this to be arty, just because he saw it as an opportunity to expand his network.
He was not interested in paintings at all.
When his eyes fell on the paper in front of Yang Mu, all his attention was attracted by the phoenix covered in flames.
In an instant, his hair stood on end, and he was filled with unspeakable shock!
On the ancient sycamore tree, the phoenix, which interpreted its pride and splendor to the extreme, spread its gorgeous wings. Every feather on its body seemed to be burning, blooming with strong vitality.
Surrounding the sycamore tree are birds with different postures.
Like stars holding the moon, they surround the Phoenix.
They all have a sense of smart beauty, but they are all reduced to foils for the Phoenix.
The gorgeous and proud phoenix spreads its wings and is about to fly, as if it is about to rush out of the painting. Although it is a monotonous brush and ink color, Zhao Fengrui feels that it is extremely gorgeous.
He even seemed to hear the sound of the phoenix roaring, and felt that the gorgeous phoenix was undergoing a great nirvana. It was heroic and poignant, frightening, but also full of endless vitality.
The courage to face all difficulties and dangers will be born in the hearts of viewers!
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Zhao Fengrui's face turned red with excitement and he kept repeating the word "good" in his mouth.
He couldn't tell what was good about it, but he didn't need to say it because it was an inner shock that was difficult to express in words.
"I obviously know nothing about calligraphy and painting, but this painting still gives me a huge shock! Everything in the painting seems to have come to life. How can it be so magical?"
Zhao Fengrui was shocked.
Just now, everyone praised Jiang Qingsong's "Hundred Birds Worshiping the Phoenix". Although he could echo a few words, he was just picking on others and had no idea what was good about that painting.
But for the painting Yang Mu painted, even though he didn't have any professional vision, he could still feel the beauty of the painting in an instant!
What Yang Mu just said echoed in Zhao Fengrui's mind.
"Really good paintings don't require any professional appreciation at all. Even ordinary people can understand the beauty of the paintings and be immersed in them!"
Previously, Zhao Fengrui, like everyone else, thought Yang Mu was just farting, but now he is convinced.
"Compared with this painting, the "Hundred Birds Worshiping the Phoenix" is really rubbish! I'm sorry I can't understand it, it's not that I'm not good at it, it's the painting that's not good at it.
Humph! If anyone dares to say that I don’t have a discerning eye in the future, I’ll have to scold him to death. It’s not that I don’t have a discerning eye, but that your paintings are just rubbish, so I can’t see the good points.”
Thinking of this, Zhao Fengrui felt unprecedentedly satisfied.
Looking at the others, I found that everyone, without exception, was staring blankly at the painting in front of them.
Jiang Qingsong's eyes almost protruded from their sockets, and he wished he could put his eyes on this painting.
Zhou Hanwen's face turned pale white, his face full of disbelief.
"This painting..."
Shang Qingdai's beautiful face was full of disbelief. She came back to her senses and looked at Yang Mu. For a moment, she simply didn't know what to say.
At this moment, Yang Mu frowned and muttered: "Sure enough, I need to practice a few more times. The effect of the painting is even worse than expected."
As he said this, he pretended to tear up the painting in front of him and paint a new one.
"stop!"
Almost at the same time, Jiang Qingsong, Shang Qingdai and several others screamed in surprise.
Yang Mu was startled and said speechlessly: "Why are you making such a fuss? You scared me."
Shang Qingdai quickly stood in front of him and said anxiously: "I want to ask you, what are you going to do?"
"Tear it up and repaint it!" Yang Mu said matter-of-factly.
"No! You can't tear it up! If you dare to tear up this painting, I...I will tear you up."
Shang Qingdai put on a ferocious look, but it wasn't scary at all. Instead, she looked very cute.
"..." Yang Mu was speechless. I don't feel very satisfied. I want to tear it up and repaint it, but this won't work?
Bang!
Jiang Qingsong suddenly turned around, walked up to "A Hundred Birds Paying Attention to the Phoenix", took down the painting, and then tore it into pieces in front of everyone's surprised eyes!
"Master Jiang, what are you doing? This "Hundred Birds Worshiping the Phoenix"——"
Everyone was shocked when they saw this, and some people quickly spoke up to stop him.
Jiang Qingsong's face was full of shame, and he interrupted the other party: "Stop talking, stop talking quickly! My face is so angry now! In front of this expert, I am a fart master, and he is the real one.
master.
They are right, this painting of mine is rubbish, that is called "Birds Paying Attention to the Phoenix"! Compared with their phoenix, mine is just a gorgeous pheasant!"
Regardless of everyone's obstruction, he tore the painting into pieces, looked at Yang Mu, and said with reverence:
"I didn't expect that Jiang could actually witness the birth of a stunning painting-level work! It is truly a blessing.
If this little brother - no, this master is willing to give up his love, Jiang wants to buy this painting, is it possible?"
Picture level!
When everyone heard this, they looked astonished.
No wonder when I look at this painting, I always feel like everything in the painting has jumped out of the paper and come alive.
It’s actually a painting level!
The so-called painting level means that people who view the painting can feel as if they are actually there. To put it simply, everything in the painting seems to come alive and makes people feel like they are in it.
It sounds simple to say, but the number of people in the world who can draw works of this level is no more than one palm.
Those people are all the Taishan Beidou in the world of calligraphy and painting!
The so-called ability to draw only refers to being able to occasionally draw stunning works of this level when inspiration strikes. It does not mean that you can draw something whenever you want to.
In a lifetime, you can often draw only a few paintings during your peak period!
Although Jiang Qingsong is praised as a master, in fact, he is still far away from that state.
After others reacted, their eyes became fanatical, and they all looked at Yang Mu, asking him if he could give up his love. If they wanted to buy it, they asked him to just ask for the price.
Before Yang Mu could answer, Shang Qingdai became anxious and glared: "I won't sell it! He gave it to me, no one is allowed to steal it!"
Yang Mu naturally did not intend to sell it. This painting was originally intended to be given to Shang Qingdai. Since the other party was already satisfied with it, he did not plan to repaint it again.
At Shang Qingdai's request, he nominated and wrote the words "Yang Mutian" on the painting.
Shang Qingdai looked satisfied, as if she was afraid of being snatched away, she quickly put the painting away.
Looking at everything in front of him, Zhou Hanwen had a constipated expression and felt unspeakably uncomfortable, as if he had shot himself in the foot.
Just when he was about to leave in despair, Yang Mu looked at him:
"An amateur like me has shamelessly painted a picture. Since you are a professional, isn't it time for you to perform? I'm really looking forward to what you can draw!"
I will not offend anyone unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will repay him a hundredfold!
This is Yang Mu's code of conduct.
Zhou Hanwen is deliberately looking for trouble, and now he wants to just pat his ass and leave. How can such a good thing happen?
Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him instantly, especially those TV crews who were still filming!