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Chapter 127 Blue Eyes Addition

Unlike the Western School of Painting, Chinese painting is divided into three categories: characters, flowers and birds, and landscapes.

However, the classifications of different eras are different. In terms of techniques, there are fine brushwork, freehand painting, hooking, coloring, ink painting, etc., so when you look at a painting classification, you will be classified by techniques and painting science, such as fine brushwork landscape, freehand landscape, etc.

What Wang Ximeng is good at is the green landscape in landscape paintings. "Green" is also an artistic expression form. Landscape paintings include color first, then ink, and in color, and then light color first.

During the Tang Dynasty, many painters created for the needs of the palace, and depicting palace life became a popular painting theme, such as "The Emperor Ming Lucky Shu", "The Lady of a Lady with a Flower in Herd of Hair", and "The Lady of a Guo State's Outing in Spring", etc., which were all outstanding works. Zhang Xuan and Zhou Fang were representative painters, and their ladies' paintings mostly reflected the palace themes. Zhang Xuan once worked in the position of "painting straight".

In the Hanlin Academy of Painting in the Northern Song Dynasty, the painting style focused more on landscape, flowers and birds, and was mostly meticulous fine brushwork, which was the expression of Zhong Yue's painting.

Zhong Yue wanted to invite Huang Sanjia into the house to sit, but the old man refused to go in and just sat on the stone bench.

The eldest brother sat, and the younger brother had to stand naturally.

Huatou Diao didn't understand very well, so the Third Master wanted to show off an unknown junior in the ravine.

"This painting is a deal, so it has nothing to do with me who Ms. Zhou wants to give it. Third Master doesn't have to come here specially."

Zhong Yue sat aside. Although Huang Sanjia had a special status, this was his home, so he was not so cowardly that he stood aside with fear and asked Huang Sanjia to give him a command.

"The contemporary painting world is influenced by those Western paintings and has integrated many Western techniques. There are fewer and fewer painters who can follow ancient methods like my friend."

"The third master laughed. Western painting skills are not bad either. Nowadays, a hundred flowers bloom in the painting world are blooming. There are various expression techniques, so that art can be vital."

The flower-headed eagle standing beside him seemed to have been reminded when she came. Although her face looked disdainful, her mouth was tightly sealed and she didn't say a word.

Zhong Yue felt that saying these words to Huang Sanli was a bit pretentious, so he said bluntly: "Tell the truth to Master San, I won't know anything else."

“Haha~~”

The old man smiled heartily, "My friend is honest."

"It's good if the third master calls me Zhong Yue, my friend, it's so awkward to hear it."

Huang Sanjia stopped laughing, "Get back to the point. There are also a few good painters in the county, but because of my previous identity, I disdain to communicate with vulgar people like me, including the Little Zhuan Li whom you have acquainted with. I think I am very low-minded, but I still don't see Li Xiao Zhuan Li's eyes."

“It’s nothing wrong.”

"Hmm?" Huatou Diao asked.

Zhong Yue looked up and showed a puzzled look of whether I was wrong.

Huang Sanjia smiled, "A Diao, are you uncomfortable? If you feel uncomfortable, you can go outside to smoke a cigarette."

"No."

Huang Sanjia said: "I don't want to cause any trouble to my friends. I just come here to discuss when I want convenience. I don't have any other meanings. I don't know if it's feasible?"

"That's it... If the third master doesn't bother with the long road, he is welcome at any time."

Huang Sanjia stood up and said, "That's the best, that's the old man said goodbye."

"You go."

After seeing off Huang Sanjia, Zhong Yue was a little confused, but then he thought that he hadn't done anything, so he just kept a distance from Huang Sanjia and avoided it, but instead became a bit artificial.

After the uninvited guest left, Zhong Yue calmed down and entered the system to observe the nine powers of the gods and people.

In the past, I paid too much attention to the outside world. Now, after Zhong Yue's brushwork was achieved, he felt more and more that only when he sat on the broken walls or on the green grass and saw the ink rhymes, he felt that the whole world belonged to him.

There is a kind of understanding that everything is in my heart.

This world is indeed his, because the system is his.

The nine powers of gods and man can be divided into strokes, twists, horizontal scales, vertical stripes, etc. According to the interpretation of Cai Yong's calligraphy, it can be divided into strokes, twists and turns, horizontal scales and vertical stripes, but interpreting them from the perspective of Chinese painting is another vast world.

Zhong Yue has not come into contact with many painting methods, and he still can't see much of it. Perhaps there are a few more painting methods to compare and reference to them to understand the mystery of the nine powers of gods and humans.

Observing the Nine Powers of God and Man is like what I said before. Different people may have different understandings after seeing it. Cai Yong’s nine-stage brushwork is his understanding. However, with Zhong Yue’s current level, he cannot directly move such a magical brushwork to paper. What he is doing is imitation because he does not know the root of the Nine Powers of God and Man.

Wen Zhengming said before that when the problem is too complicated, you need wisdom to approach the truth of the problem using simple and suitable methods.

This is what Zhong Yue can do now. Zhong Yue himself doesn’t know whether this interpretation is correct, but at least it will be helpful for his improvement in his brushwork, so it should be considered correct for him personally.

Xiaokai encountered a bottleneck again.

Seventy-six percent, no longer making progress.

Zhong Yue seemed very calm.

He has the means of guarantee. If he uses the proficiency improvement coupon, he can directly achieve the regular script, but what is the point? There are many people who write good regular script, but who is in contemporary times, but who is comparable to the four great masters of regular script?

This kind of process of catching up with the pace of our predecessors was difficult in the past, but now it is interesting to calm down. Since it is interesting, don’t cheat.

It’s boring to race against people on a motorcycle, and it’s boring to win.

He is ready to visit.

On the streets of Yangzhou, Jinnong did not set up stalls and sold paintings for the first time, but sat on a tree stump to eat chicken.

"My friend Zhong hasn't been here for a long time."

"Mr. Dongxin is fine."

"poverty."

"Do you still eat chicken if you are poor? Shouldn't you fast and eat vegetarian food?"

Jin Nong wiped the chicken oil from his mouth, "Who said? A certain believer, but he has not become a monk, how can he say fast?"

"Where is that poor?"

"I wrote an article yesterday and praised Lao Zheng for his good paintings. He promised to treat me to eat."

Zhong Yue smiled happily and teased: "Is this a PY transaction between literati?"

“Haha, what is PY transaction?”

"Uh...friendly."

Jinnong threw the chicken bones on the ground, "That's true."

"My husband is well-versed in poetry, calligraphy and painting, but I don't know how to do it?"

“Idle.”

"It seems to make some sense, but it doesn't make sense." Zhong Yue said it makes sense, because there are no fewer people who are familiar with poetry, calligraphy and painting in ancient times.

Jin Nong chuckled, "Why is it unreasonable?"

"If you have nothing to do, you are idle; if you are interested, you are idle?"

"Just Zhong is also idle enough for such a boring question."

Zhong Yue smiled, "It's just to find a topic and get back to the point. Can you teach me how to paint?"

"not good."

“Why?”

Jin Nong wiped his hands, "The system won't let it go."
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