Before Huang Sansheng could speak, Jiang Ru was furious!
!!!
Huang Sansheng was shocked!
Damn it, is Jiang Ru really blind?
Zhang Fan, such a big living person is there.
Moreover, it is only three meters away.
Even if you are a thousand degrees short-sighted, you can still tell that there is someone there, right?
Immediately, Huang Sansheng stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Jiang Ru's eyes.
"Tell me, what is this?" Huang Sansheng asked.
"Get out! Don't amuse me, I'm not in any mood to play with you right now!" Jiang Ru roared.
In an instant, Huang Sansheng jumped up and slapped Jiang Ru on the back of the head.
"Then you can't see. Why can't you see such a big living person? Tell me, is there anyone there?" Huang Sansheng was also angry.
If you are not blind, then you say there is no one?
I will beat you to death, believe it or not!
"Um???"
Jiang Ru looked at Zhang Fan and was shocked, completely shocked!
From top to bottom, every pore is trembling!
He raised his hand, pointed at Zhang Fan, and asked in disbelief: "Old Huang, are you fucking kidding me? You mean, this painting was painted by Zhang Fan?"
How old is Zhang Fancai?
How long has he been in Tsinghua University?
How long has he stayed in Tsinghua?
Tell me, the person who painted this painting with such charm and full of artistic conception is Zhang Fan?
How is it possible! How is it possible!
Even I can't draw such a picture.
It can be said that no one in the entire Tsinghua University can draw paintings of this level.
Moreover, in the entire Chinese painting world, there are only a handful of people who can draw such paintings.
What is the concept of being counted on one's fingers?
Those are the top people in China.
Are you telling me that this young boy could draw such a painting?
Are you mocking me for not having a brain?
"What? You don't believe it? Then let me tell you, this painting was painted by my apprentice in less than a minute. Is it a surprise? Is it unexpected? Do you want to hit someone? Hahahaha!" Huang Sansheng raised his head and laughed.
Seeing Jiang Ru's shocked expression, he felt so happy.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ru stumbled and sat down on the ground.
"What did you say? Less than a minute?" Jiang Ru's face was horrified to the extreme.
Less than a minute?
How the hell is this possible!
Absolutely impossible!
"Hee hee! Believe it or not, I'm going to see what my precious apprentice is doing." Huang Sansheng ignored Jiang Ru.
At this moment, every pore in his body relaxed.
This kind of fighter among monsters is his apprentice.
If this skill spreads to the Chinese painting circle, it will definitely set off a Category 12 hurricane!
The music festival of the Royal Academy of Music is a piece of cake!
My apprentice’s talent in Chinese painting is unparalleled!
At this moment, Huang Sansheng's resentment towards Zhang Fan had long since dissipated, and the light blooming in his eyes was filled with excitement!
Jiang Ru, a bunch of idiots, dare to show off their apprenticeship in front of him!
Humph, this time, their faces must be swollen.
Even, at this moment, Huang Sansheng wanted to call over the old guys in the academy whose nostrils were about to turn to the sky.
Let them see for themselves how strong Huang Sansheng's disciples are!
It was at this time that Zhang Fan mixed the paint!
Oil painting is completely different from Chinese painting.
Because there is a resemblance in form in oil paintings!
This is doomed, the paint of oil painting cannot be careless at all.
Unlike traditional Chinese painting, the emphasis is on spiritual resemblance!
As long as the color of the paint does not violate the harmony, it doesn’t matter what color you use!
Looking at the thing in Zhang Fan's hand, Huang Sansheng's eyes widened again.
"Damn it, are you going to paint an oil painting?"
Huang Sansheng was stunned!
Oil painting and Chinese painting are completely two different concepts.
Both the concept and the way of painting are completely different.
For painters, it is very taboo to do two kinds of paintings at the same time!
Especially Chinese paintings and oil paintings!
Because if you play both, you will easily lose yourself.
No, it can be said with certainty that it will definitely fail!
"Xiaofan, stop playing, stop playing! We just need to be proficient in traditional Chinese painting. It doesn't matter whether we play with oil painting or not," Huang Sansheng said.
Not to mention anything else, Zhang Fan's traditional Chinese painting is enough to establish him in China.
Moreover, they are still the top group.
Wait a few more years, wait until Zhang Fan has some experience and becomes more knowledgeable. It is no exaggeration to say that Zhang Fan will be the number one person in traditional Chinese painting!
At that time, Zhang Fan was the type of person who was worshiped.
If he plays with oil painting and fails, he will be the sinner of the entire Chinese painting community in China.
"If you don't play with oil painting, how can you suppress those rubbish? My goal this time is to kill all those rubbish!" Zhang Fan said in a low voice.
Hearing this, Huang Sansheng almost cried.
Really, he wanted to beat Zhang Fan to death.
With such high attainments in traditional Chinese painting, even if Zhang Fan only knows this skill, he will become a man of the hour after this academic competition.
It's more academic than an egg.
Oh my god, my god, why do I suddenly have the idea of beating Zhang Fan to death?
Why is he seeking death like this!
Why must you ruin your future?
Having such a disciple is really a pain in the ass.
Zhang Fan, on the other hand, set up his drawing board, took a deep breath, and immediately started to work.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Ru also climbed up from the ground and came to Zhang Fan's side tremblingly.
He didn't believe it, even to death he wouldn't believe it, that the painting was Zhang Fan's.
He also understands oil painting!
He wanted to see what Zhang Fan could draw now.
However, the next moment, he screamed.
"Boy, do you know anything about oil painting? Why don't you make a sketch first!"
Jiang Ru almost jumped up.
You know, no matter who draws, they will first make a sketch.
After all, this is a general outline to draw!
Oil painting is time-consuming and labor-intensive!
Even a short oil painting will take several hours to polish!
Coloring, coloring, changing colors, etc. are all extremely complicated!
And now, Zhang Fan actually directly animated the pen!
Does he really know how to paint oil paintings?
"Time is running out, I have to rush to bed!" Zhang Fan rolled his eyes and said. The next moment, Zhang Fan's hand turned into an afterimage.
"Well, aren't you in a hurry? Why are you painting the entire studio?"
Looking at Zhang Fan's layout, Jiang Ru screamed again.
How dare Zhang Fan, a person who doesn't even sketch, paint an oil painting with such a huge background?
Funny, right?
However, at the next moment, his eyes widened.
Because at this moment when he was in a daze, a drawing board appeared on the drawing paper!
Whether it's the tone or the light, it's exactly the same as the drawing board in front of him at this moment!