Before Zhang Zhong could speak, Xu Yuhan beside him whispered in surprise, "Dean Wu, Teacher Fang."
He wanted to ask who Xu Yuhan was talking about, Dean Wu and Teacher Fang, but He Ruchu and the other three were already approaching, so he didn't bother to ask. He smiled and said to He Ruchu, "Teacher He, who are these two?"
He Ruchu first pointed at the young man and said, "This is Wu Ziyun, the director of the Central Academy of Fine Arts Oil Painting."
After speaking, he pointed to the old man on the other side and said, "This is our Chinese landscape painting master Fang Keyin."
"It turns out that Dean Wu and Master Fang are blind to me. Please take a seat."
After everyone sat down, He Ruchu said, "I remember Miss Xu is from our Central Academy of Oil Painting."
Xu Yuhan smiled and said, "Mr. Fang has a good memory. I am a graduate of the 18th class. I also attended Dean Wu's class when I was in school."
"Oh? Are you a student of the Oil Painting Academy?" Wu Ziyun said in surprise, "I wonder which studio you are in?"
The Oil Painting School of CAFA has a tutor-studio teaching system. The school is divided into several studios, and each studio has its own director and teachers, so Wu Ziyun asked this question.
"I'm from the fifth studio." Xu Yuhan said.
"The Fifth Studio?" Wu Ziyun did the math in his mind, raised his eyebrows and said, "You are from the 18th class, so you should be the first batch of students from the Fifth Studio... Well, I seem to have some impression of you,
Is your father Professor Xu from Jinling University?"
"It's my father." Xu Yuhan said.
He Ruchu said in surprise, "Ziyun, the Professor Xu you are talking about is Xu Wenxuan, the dean of the School of Philosophy of Jinling University?"
"Mr. He also knows Professor Xu?"
He Ruchu glanced at Zhang Zhong and said, "I really didn't know him before, but by chance, I read his "Thinking World" last year."
Fang Keyin next to him said, "I've seen it too."
Zhang Zhong looked at He Ruchu's malicious smile and hurriedly changed the subject, "Why did you guys arrive in Jiangyang together?"
"Didn't I tell you to bring two students here to sketch, and take a look at the old house by the way?"
Zhang Zhong curled his lips secretly. He Ruchu’s statement was something he didn’t believe before. It’s true that He Ruchu’s ancestral home is Jiang Yang, but he went to the Magic City before he was enlightened. I’m afraid his impression of Jiang Yang is already very vague.
, as for the old house, I don’t know if it is still there or not.
In addition, you can't bring Fang Keyin and Wu Ziyun over for life sketching. These two are important figures in the art world.
Especially Fang Keyin. Although Zhang Zhong has never met him, he has heard his name. He is a famous master of traditional Chinese painting.
He Ruchu was famous for his "chicken" paintings, while Fang Keyin was fond of landscape paintings.
From an outsider's point of view, Fang Keyin is more representative of traditional Chinese painting than He Ruchu. After all, landscape plays an important role in traditional Chinese painting.
In fact, Zhang Zhong doesn't know enough about the art world, otherwise he would have heard of Wu Ziyun's name.
Wu Ziyun is a leading figure in contemporary Chinese hyper-realistic oil painting. The biggest feature of his works is extreme realism.
Most of his paintings are mainly portraits, the images are vivid and the images are exquisite and subtle.
How realistic are Wu Ziyun's paintings?
It is no exaggeration to say that if you show his paintings to ordinary people, they may not be able to tell whether they were painted or captured by a camera.
But hyperrealism is not popular with some people.
Some people think that he is just an ordinary painter who is very good at craftsmanship. He can only be regarded as a highly skilled craftsman and cannot be regarded as an artist.
One of his previous works, which only cost a woman, was auctioned for 70 million. It attracted countless people to ridicule, saying that the person who bought the painting was a fool for spending 70 million to buy a photo.
, and this photo is not even as good as an entry-level SLR.
Zhang Zhong didn't know this, but Xu Yuhan knew it. She was also feeling emotional. People on the Internet had ridiculed Zhang Zhong's hands for being valuable, but the hands of the other four people at this table, except her and Peng Peng, were all priceless.
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She looked at Pengpeng's two chubby hands again, and mentally changed the four people into five people. Pengpeng's hands were also priceless.
"I do lead students to sketch. As for these two guys, they have been relatively free recently. When they heard that I was coming to Jiangyang, they shouted to come over. I heard that the lilies on Jiaohu Island were about to bloom, and they happened to go and see them.
Look." He Ruchu explained.
The lilies in the Tulip Highlands probably won't bloom until the end of September. Zhang Zhong had thought about taking his family to see them before, so he checked it out.
Zhang Zhong didn't say it directly, because he felt that if they really came to see the flowers, they couldn't come without checking first. They might just make up a reason at any time, so it would be embarrassing. He didn't expose it, but he didn't expose it, so he didn't expose it.
It meant that no one had exposed it, so Pengpeng said from the side, "Grandpa, you are wrong. Dad told me that if you want to see lilies, you have to wait until October, and it is still September."
He Ruchu's expression was stagnant, slightly embarrassed, but he knew that the child couldn't suppress the matter in his heart. The only blame was that he didn't make up a good excuse. It happened that the child knew the truth of the matter.
"Pengpeng, it's impolite to interrupt at will when others are talking. Besides, haven't you seen this Grandpa He before?"
"I have an impression." After being scolded by her father, Pengpeng said with a somewhat aggrieved expression.
He Ruchu said quickly, "You don't have to blame her, I have to thank her, otherwise I wouldn't know that the lilies are not blooming now, Peng Peng, thank you."
"You're welcome, I should do it." Pengpeng laughed.
Fang Keyin suddenly said, "Old He, don't make all these twists and turns. Why don't I just take the things out and show them to Zhang Zhong."
Hearing Fang Keyin's words, Zhang Zhong was a little confused. What did he say he wanted to show him?
He Ruchu said helplessly, "You are just impatient. Okay, okay, I'll get it now. Zhang Zhong, please wait for a while, and we'll come back as soon as we go."
After saying that, He Ruchu pulled Fang Keyin out.
Zhang Zhong was stunned for a moment, then looked at Wu Ziyun, "Dean Wu, what are they doing, Mr. He?"
Wu Ziyun shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know the specifics, but I saw them carrying a painting tube before, so they probably wanted to get the painting tube. Mr. Fang usually has a willful temperament and always does things that are difficult for ordinary people to understand. At first
I often feel strange, but now that it’s been a long time, I’ve gotten used to it without even realizing it.”
Zhang Chong said with a smile, "It would be an unexpected surprise if I could see Mr. Fang's masterpiece today."
After waiting for a while, He Ruchu and the others came back, and Fang Keyin indeed held a painting tube in his hand.
"Actually, I came here this time to show you a painting of mine, my humble work." He Ruchu took out a painting from the painting tube and slowly unfolded it.