Lin Qingzhu was very confident in her paintings, so she painted quickly, and would pay attention to Xia Shang's situation from time to time. She had always been curious about what kind of paintings Xia Shang used to make Liu Shenghua show such a weird expression.
At the same time, I saw the Japanese people who just passed behind Xia Shang shaking their heads, which made me feel even more strange.
Lin Qingzhu lost his pen and ran behind Xia Shang regardless of how many people behind him were watching his work.
After just one glance, Lin Qingzhu frowned: "Why did you draw so much?"
Lin Qingzhu's words came out of her mouth. She also knew that it was not good to influence others at this time, but after reading Xia Shang's words, she couldn't help it at all.
There was only half a stick of incense left, and Xia Shang's small work only contained a single flower branch, with a beginning and no end.
The flower branches protrude from the edge of the paper, and the shape is lifelike. The branches are quite textured, and the shades of brush and ink are just right, supporting the flowers on the branches in a natural way.
However, there is too little content in the painting, just a branch, a few leaves, and three small flowers, that's all.
No matter how you look at it, this kind of work is still far from completion.
After hearing Lin Qingzhu's exclamation, Xia Shang put down his pen, stretched out as if he was finished, and then said to Lin Qingzhu seriously: "It's not about painting too much, it's about the essence."
That's right, just looking at this flower is indeed exquisite. Xia Shang's painting method is extremely realistic, because it is supported by the perspective and light and shadow theory of modern painting art. In terms of realism, Xia Shang can be better than contemporary people.
better.
However, incompleteness is incomplete after all. Paintings must pay attention to priorities after all. Every detail of this painting is the protagonist, which makes people lose focus when looking at it. This is a taboo in painting.
Lin Qingzhu knew the flaws of this painting, but because of Xia Shang's face, he couldn't speak out directly, so he could only worry on the side.
At this time, the other people seemed to have finished their work, and they all stopped to admire what others had done.
Because everyone is a member of the same team, they are all very complimentary and seem to be very satisfied with their performance.
When everyone arrived in front of Xia Shang, they all frowned when they saw the flower in front of Xia Shang.
"Your painting is not complete at all! There is still half a stick of incense left.
Time, hurry up and add some background." Mo Bai said anxiously.
Xia Shang had no intention of moving. He picked up his painting and blew it carefully: "It is indeed incomplete, but the rest of the work cannot be completed with pen and ink."
"What do you mean?" Everyone was puzzled. Seeing Xia Shang's confident look, they also murmured in their hearts, thinking that this guy has other ways to change the imperfection of this painting?
Xia Shang smiled: "I know what you are thinking, bring me a pair of scissors."
"Scissors? What do you want scissors for?"
Xia Shang didn't say anything, he just asked people to find it.
The Japanese people were also curious about what medicine was sold in Xia and Shang gourds, so they quickly found scissors.
Xia Shang got the scissors and walked to a bonsai not far away.
The bonsai is a young winter jasmine with slender branches but full of flower bones. It looks full of life and is just waiting to bloom in spring.
Xia Shang cut a section from the smallest flower branch, then slowly brought his painting closer to align the cut off branch with the beginning of the branch on the painting paper, and a magical scene happened.
Xia Shang's paintings are as natural as growing on flower branches. There is no trace of painting at all. It seems like living branches have grown out, giving new life to the broken branches of winter jasmine. The previous painting method was too realistic.
It also achieved the effect Xia Shang needed at this moment, making it difficult for people to tell the real thing from the fake one.
What's more important is that it is still the twelfth lunar month, and the winter jasmine flowers only have buds. However, on Xia Shang's paper, three delicate jasmine flowers bloom proudly in the snow, lifelike. Although it is the coldest time of winter, you can see this blooming flower.
Spring flowers, everyone feels that spring is coming.
As for the so-called "Welcome to Spring", there is probably no picture that fits the theme more closely than "Spring Flowers in Bloom".
It is composed of real objects and combines true and false. It is such a fantastic idea that no other person in the world can think of it.
At first, this flower seemed monotonous and incomplete. Now, when combined with the real scene, it has blended in with everything around it. Who can say it is incomplete?
Xia Shang didn't say anything, he just stood together with his painting and the real winter jasmine. Everyone understood his intention and concept, which made people marvel and speechless.
"This... this is simply unbelievable..." Ke Xiaofeng was the first to sigh.
Everyone around him also took a breath. This sudden shock was beyond words.
Fu Qianqian and Jiaqian watched the whole scene, and now they finally understood everything, with eyes shining with admiration.
Lin Qingzhu's face flushed with excitement. This unprecedented idea is far more admirable than some wonderful techniques.
I don’t know what kind of brain it takes for someone to have such a fantastic idea.
And it is not enough to have fantastic ideas, you also need to have sufficient skill and techniques, otherwise you will not be able to draw such realistic flowers, and naturally you will not be able to achieve such a natural state.
"Brother Xia, you are such a monster! How can there be another person in the world with this kind of expression?" Yang Shang shouted excitedly, turning to Liu Shenghua and shouting, "Brother Liu, what do you think of Brother Xia's idea?"
?Can you stand out in the cultural fair?"
Liu Shenghua felt a little strange in her heart. She said that the thing he painted just now was completely incomprehensible. How could it turn into such a lifelike painting in the blink of an eye?
Xia Shang came up with such a wonderful idea without his guidance. Liu Shenghua was a little unconvinced and whispered: "From a technical point of view, there is nothing outstanding, but I have never thought of using real objects as a foil.
But...well...it should be very exciting..."
Lin Qingzhu threatened: "It's more than wonderful. Just this painting. Not to mention that none of us can match it. No matter what paintings those Japanese people produce, they can only feel ashamed. We will definitely win this game!"
There doesn't seem to be much objection to Lin Qingzhu's overconfident statement.
Even the Japanese people who were supervising behind them changed their expressions. It seemed that they felt that their literati's situation was not good in the first game.
When no one was paying attention, a Japanese man quietly left Changting, went all the way to the south to watch the ceremony, and quietly reported the situation here to the Japanese prince.
Just one minute later, a Japanese man came to Changting and spread the word:
"The latest news is that the content of the first painting competition has been changed. The title 'Welcoming Spring' is invalid. The new title is 'Beauty', which needs to be completed before the remaining incense burns out."