Chapter 210 The Painting Realm

"This guy is actually the chairman of Qingmu Group?

In this way, it is better not to offend it, otherwise it may affect the cooperation between Tianhao Square and Qingmu Group.

The counter that you agreed to have might 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 party painted it badly, he would never make a sound of ridicule.

After all, his Tianhao Square still needs to cooperate with Qingmu Group.

In fact, he is an amateur in calligraphy and painting. He came to such places to be arty because he regarded this as an opportunity to expand his connections.

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 burning with flames all over his body.

In an instant, his hair stood up and an unspeakable shock appeared in his heart!

I saw a phoenix that interpreted the pride and luxurious to the extreme spreading its splendid wings on the ancient sycamore tree. Every feather on its body seemed to be burning, blooming with strong vitality.

Surrounding the sycamore tree are birds of different postures.

Like stars holding the moon, surrounding the phoenix.

They all have a lively beauty, but they all become foils of phoenixes.

The luxurious and arrogant phoenix spread its wings and was about to fly, as if it was about to rush out of the painting. It was obviously monotonous ink color, but Zhao Fengrui felt extremely gorgeous.

He even seemed to hear the sound of the phoenix roaring at the neck, and only felt that the gorgeous phoenix was undergoing a great nirvana, heroic and sad, which made people frightened, but also had endless vitality.

Let the viewer have the courage to face all the difficulties and dangers in the hearts of the painters!

"Okay! OK! OK!"

Zhao Fengrui's face turned red with excitement, and the word "good" was repeated in his mouth.

He couldn't tell what was good about it, but he didn't need to say it, because it was a kind of inner shock and it was really hard to express it in words.

"I clearly know nothing about calligraphy and painting, but this painting still brings me a huge shock! Everything in the painting seems to have come alive. How could it be so magical?"

Zhao Fengrui was shocked.

Just now, everyone praised Jiang Qingsong's "A Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix". Although he could agree with a few words, he was just picking up people's wisdom and didn't know what was good about the painting.

But even though he did not have any professional vision in this painting, he could still feel the beauty of this painting in an instant!

What Yang Mu just said sounded in Zhao Fengrui's mind.

"A truly good painting does not require any professional appreciation at all. Even ordinary people can understand the beauty of the painting and be immersed in it!"

Previously, Zhao Fengrui, like everyone else, thought that Yang Mu was just farting, but now he is convinced.

"Compared with this painting, the "Picture of Hundred Birds and Phoenixes" is indeed garbage! It turns out that I can't understand it. It's not that I can't do it, but that painting cannot do it.

Humph! If anyone dares to say that I have no appreciation for my eyes in the future, I will have to spray him to death. It’s not that I have no appreciation for my eyes, but that your paintings are simply garbage, so I can’t see what’s good about it.”

Thinking of this, Zhao Fengrui felt unprecedentedly satisfied.

When I looked at the others, I found that the others were all staring at the painting in front of me without exception.

Jiang Qingsong's eyes were so full of protrusions from his eye sockets that he wanted to stick his eyes to this painting.

Zhou Hanwen's face turned pale and his face was full of disbelief.

"This painting..."

Shang Qingdai's beautiful face was filled with incredible expressions. He came to his senses and looked at Yang Mu. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

At this moment, Yang Mu frowned and muttered: "It's true that you need to practice a few more times. The effect of drawing is even worse than expected."

As he said that, he made a gesture to tear off the painting in front of him and draw a new one.

"stop!"

Almost at the same time, Jiang Qingsong, Shang Qingdai and several others screamed in shock.

Yang Mu was startled and said speechlessly: "What are you doing for fuss? I'm scared."

Shang Qingdai quickly blocked in front of him and said anxiously: "I want to ask you, what are you doing?"

"Tear off, repaint!"

Yang Mu's way of doing it for granted.

"No! You can't tear it out! If you dare to tear this painting, I...I will tear you out."

Shang Qingdai looked fierce, but it was not scary at all, but she looked very cute.

"..." Yang Mu was speechless. I felt not very satisfied. I wanted to tear it apart and repaint it. Isn't this OK?

Bang!

Jiang Qingsong suddenly turned around, walked to the "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix", took down the painting, and then tore it to pieces in everyone's surprise eyes!

"Master Jiang, what are you doing?

This "Hundred Birds Paying Together with Phoenixes"-"

Seeing this, everyone was startled and someone quickly spoke to stop him.

Jiang Qingsong was ashamed and interrupted the other party: "Stop talking, stop talking! My face is so irritating! In front of this master, I am a nonsense master, and he is the real master.

What they are right is that my painting is garbage, but it is the "Picture of Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix"! Compared with the phoenix, I am just a gorgeous wild pheasant!"

He tore the painting to pieces despite everyone's obstruction, looked at Yang Mu, and said with reverence:

"I didn't expect that Jiang could witness the birth of a stunning work of painting with his own eyes! He was really lucky in his three lives.

If this little brother—no, this master is willing to give up, Jiang wants to buy this painting, I wonder if it is OK?”

Painting level!

When everyone heard this, they looked dazed.

No wonder when I look at this painting, I always feel like everything in the painting is leaping on the paper and coming alive.

It's actually a level of painting!

The so-called painting level means that the person who is watching the painting feels like he is in the scene. To put it simply, everything in the painting seems to come alive and make people feel like they are in it.

It sounds simple, but no more than a palm can draw works of this level in this world.

All of those people are Mount Tai Diu in the calligraphy and painting world!

The so-called ability to draw refers to being able to occasionally draw a stunning work of this level when inspiration breaks out. It is not something you can draw at any time if you want to draw it.

In my life, I can often draw a few pictures at my peak!

Although Jiang Qingsong was praised as a master, in fact, he was still very far from that state.

After the others reacted, their eyes became fanatical, and they looked at Yang Mu, asking him if he could give up and want to buy it, so that he could offer it.

Yang Mu had no choice but to answer, Shang Qingdai was anxious and glared and said, "No! This is what he gave to me, no one is allowed to rob it!"

Yang Mu naturally didn't plan to sell it. This painting was originally intended to be given to Shang Qingdai. Since the other party was already very satisfied, he didn't plan to re-paint it.

At the request of Shang Qingdai, he nominated his paintings and wrote the three words "Yang Mutian".

Shang Qingdai looked satisfied, as if she was afraid of being stolen, so she quickly put away the painting.

Looking at everything in front of him, Zhou Hanwen looked like a constipation, feeling indescribable and feeling like he was shooting himself in the foot.

Just as he was about to leave in shame, Yang Mu looked at him:

"A guy as amateur as me has a shameless painting. Since you are professional, is it time for you to perform next?

I'm looking forward to what you can draw!"

If someone doesn’t offend me, I won’t offend others. If someone offends me, he will repay you a hundred times!

This is Yang Mu's code of conduct.

Zhou Hanwen deliberately made trouble. Now he wants to pat his butt and leave. How can such a good thing happen?

Seeing everyone's eyes fell on me instantly, especially those TV station staff, who were still filming!

Zhou Hanwen's face turned green!
Chapter completed!