Ye Zhenzhen wanted to show off some real skills so that these arrogant students would not take her seriously, so the teapot came in handy.
She put a piece of silk on the desk, put the teapot on it, adjusted the angle, and then sat down in front of the easel.
Before starting to write, Ye Zhenzhen said to the students who were sitting neatly below: "You can come over and watch."
Everyone was a little embarrassed and did not dare to get too close to Master Ye, but in the end they were more curious than Master Ye. They all stood up and approached Master Ye, but they still maintained their courtesy and stood at a distance that was not too far or too close, enough to observe Ye Master.
The whole process of Master's painting.
Ye Zhenzhen has already begun to devote herself to painting.
Ye Zhenzhen has been painting all these years and has become very proficient in painting skills. She can compose the picture without much effort. Her brush strokes are smooth and silky, and she can draw the outline in the blink of an eye.
Then he painted the dark parts and shadows, enhancing the boundary between light and dark and the changes in shadows, and depicting the back of the object... The rhythm was brisk, and the movements were smooth, as if he had already mastered the plan before painting, and there was nothing new in the process of writing.
After reading it, the rustling sounds heard in my ears were no different from the sounds of nature.
The onlookers were so attracted by this artistic painting that they were all so focused that they didn't even notice anyone stopping outside the window.
Dai Shanchang looked at the scene of students concentrating on their studies, and happily said to his friends beside him: "I originally thought that these arrogant students would be dissatisfied and disapproved of a female wife, but now it seems that I am too much
Think about it."
Dai Ji's good friend's surname was Li and his given name was Qu. His idol was the poet Li Taibai. When he was young, he imitated his idol, drank wine, wrote poems, and wielded swords all over the world. During his travels, he met Dai Ji and became acquainted with him. Later, he was invited to be a teacher at Luming Academy.
Famous teachings.
"After all, this is Mrs. Ning Guo, not something ordinary women can compare to."
Li Qu was a middle-aged man with a clear face and a slight drunkenness all the year round. The gourd hanging around his waist was never lonely. It always contained good wine. He would lift it up and take a few sips from time to time. He was as happy as a god.
He took two sips of wine happily, and suddenly a look of fascination appeared on his face: "I have heard that Mrs. Ningguo is good at making good wine, and a bottle of grape wine is worth a thousand gold. For this purpose, Princess Ningyang designated an entire village for planting grapes.
, just for the wine that is brewed once a year, and I heard that the wine tastes even better than the imperial wine."
Thinking about the taste of wine, even the wine in my mouth became bland.
Dai Ji knew that his old habit had recurred, and he felt helpless for a while. The world knew that he was uninhibited, but he didn't know that his good friend was not too generous.
No, Li Qu quickly recovered from his depression and said with a smile: "I probably couldn't taste grape wine before, but now Mrs. Ning Guo is my colleague. When Mrs. Ning Guo comes out from her lecture, I will ask her
She asked for a gourd. I guess with my lady's generosity, she wouldn't refuse my request."
Dai Ji: "..."
Yes, thick-skin is also the biggest characteristic of this dear man. Over the years, he has been asking for drinks at other people's houses. This is how he has developed a thick-skin that is as thick as a city wall.
Ye Zhenzhen didn't know that her wine collection had been noticed by her colleagues. She had finished her painting performance at this moment. She put down the charcoal as handsomely as a warrior sheathing her sword, and looked at the students around her with a pink face and a smile.
People: "How is it? How much do you understand?"
When she asked this question, she felt secretly happy.
I used to read scripts, and when they taught martial arts, those martial arts heroes would always perform a set of kung fu smoothly and smoothly. Finally, they sheathed their swords, and then asked the disciples next to them inexplicably how much they had learned.
Unless they are monsters with camera memories, ordinary people will never have the ability to remember photographs. At this time, the disciples with weak qualifications will always feel ashamed and express their inability to understand the profound martial arts. Therefore, the image of the hero is once again gained.
sublimation.
At this moment, Ye Zhenzhen seemed to be possessed by the boss in thousands of storybooks, her whole body was exuding an unfathomable light, and even her smile was light and calm, only a master could have it.
A group of novices were stunned for a moment, and they said the line that fascinated Ye Zhenzhen as they wished: "The master's painting skills are superb, but the students are dull and fail to understand the subtleties, so they still ask the master for guidance.
"
Ye Zhenzhen's whole body was complete, and the smile on her face became more and more kind: "It's normal that you can't understand. Xumi painting is a different system from the existing painting methods. When painting, it pays great attention to line composition and light and dark contrast.
If there is no sense of space, the final painting will have no soul.”
Everyone was confused after hearing this, but they were not discouraged at all, and their expressions became even more intense - the Master's painting was right in front of them, and the lifelike teapot appeared on the paper. If it weren't for the color, they might have thought it was...
This painting is the original.
The vividness and lifelikeness of sketching is self-evident, but no one who loves painting can resist the attraction of this technique.
Seeing that she had fooled people enough, Ye Zhenzhen took out a hard-boiled egg from the bottom of the basket and placed it on the desk. Then she spoke in front of everyone's confused gaze: "This egg is your training object.
.”
Zhang Yi thought he was familiar with Master, and took the initiative to ask his classmates' doubts: "Master, you mean, let us draw eggs?"
"That's right."
Ye Zhenzhen looked serious like a teacher: "When I learned painting, I started by painting eggs. Don't think that painting eggs is easy. In fact, there are no two identical eggs in the world. Even if it is the same egg, observing
The eggs you see are different depending on the angle and light. To draw an egg well, you must observe it carefully and learn to draw it from different angles. Learning to draw an egg well is the basic skill of becoming familiar with painting techniques and brushwork. Wait for you to master it.
Once you've finished painting eggs, you can learn more advanced techniques."
This is not her bragging. This is how Frocchio taught Leonardo da Vinci. Of course, her painting teacher also used the same routine at the beginning, and now she uses this routine intact on her own students.
On the body.
I have to say, this is really a wonderful inheritance in the history of painting.
"The great painters who are famous throughout the ages always start from an egg. Students, I hope you can persevere. It is best to keep the egg close to you, observe carefully, and reach the level of master as soon as possible."
Then she drew an egg on the rice paper with a few more strokes, pointed at it and said, "This is the standard for becoming a teacher. Okay, let's get started."
A group of scholars sat back in confusion, staring at the eggs on the desk in trance.