"Whether it's magic, music, or painting... no art is static."
"For example, the art of painting... After experiencing the excessive development of 'activated art' in the last century, modern painting art has returned to the static painting of long ago."
"Take human portraits as an example."
"Painters of the last century liked to cut out fragments of people's lives and stick them on the canvas. For example, a song and dance, a piece of work, or even an experiment... The visual magic skills at that time had not yet developed to what they are today.
So this kind of 'cutting' and 'activated art' once became the mainstream of painting art."
"But as time gradually passed, many painting masters in the wizarding world began to gradually agree that most of people's daily actions are 'unbeautiful'. And this is precisely the inevitable part of a moving image - they
There are only two choices: either choose to tolerate these 'real flaws', or choose to fabricate a 'false beauty'."
"And false beauty, in art, has no vitality."
"The masters have slowly regained the consensus they had long ago, believing that only by eliminating those 'unbeautiful movements' and capturing the sudden, 'beautiful' moments in life can we create a truly classic masterpiece.
A masterpiece handed down from generation to generation.”
"The words of the masters can always influence the aesthetic concepts of most wizards to some extent."
"The nobler the family and the more distinguished the family, the more they care about such subtle changes. They are always chasing the forefront of 'aesthetics' to distinguish themselves from those wizards with low bloodline."
"So, we can see that the pictures in newspapers and illustrated magazines that lower-class people appreciate are becoming more and more refined and delicate, and are almost indistinguishable from reality."
"But in art exhibitions, the portraits that are praised by the 'nobles' are often not exquisite - most of the time they give people a rough and chaotic feeling."
Xiao Xiao held a notebook and talked about the history of changes in modern painting art.
The young public-sponsored student hummed as he listened, but soon lost interest and began to lose focus.
In order to hold this art exhibition, the student union has put a lot of effort into the layout of the exhibition hall.
For example, they used huge curtains to cover the murals behind the cloister to prevent those "old antiques" from taking over the spotlight; another example is that the frames of each painting are covered with fireflies emitting a pale white halo, and they are used to stir up the fire.
The belly adds a mysterious color to these paintings; and the large light clusters in the dome slowly sway with elegant chords, making people feel peaceful when looking at them, and refreshing when listening to them.
Apart from the paintings, the most eye-catching thing in the exhibition hall are the visitors - especially the witches.
As time went by, more and more students who were wandering around to eat after dinner crowded into this originally spacious hall. They were looking for their own "prey" under the pretext of appreciating art.
Zheng Qing could clearly tell that the attention of many young wizards was not focused on the artworks hanging between the pillars on the four walls, but on the graceful witches around them.
"Did you listen to me?" Xiao Xiao's suppressed angry voice sounded in Zheng Qing's ears.
The young public-funded student hurriedly retracted his wandering eyes and looked at his companion.
"Of course, of course!" He laughed, and slapped the fat man on the shoulder: "As expected of a doctor, every word he spoke was crystal clear, and the lingering sound was lingering... It was really wonderful!"
"What he said was wonderful, why did you hit me?" The fat man said in displeasure.
"I see you've been holding on to that newspaper and haven't put it down...Bring it over for me to appreciate." Hearing the fat man's question, Zheng Qing immediately narrowed his eyes with a smile and changed the topic.
Xiao Xiao looked at the two of them expressionlessly and put away his notebook with a snap.
Xin Yi changed his usual petty and stingy demeanor and generously stuffed the newspaper into Zheng Qing's arms. At the same time, he added enthusiastically: "This newspaper is a bit old... If you like it, I will give you a new one later."
Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows and opened the newspaper in his hand without saying a word.
This is the school newspaper of the first university.
To be precise, it is an additional "extra number" issued.
Under normal circumstances, the school newspaper will be printed every Sunday night or Monday morning, and then the student union will arrange for each class monitor to distribute it.
But occasionally there are special circumstances, such as a respected old professor who unfortunately traveled westward, or a researcher who made a more eye-catching achievement than a laboratory explosion, or there are some emergencies in the school that need to be notified to all members - —Similar to the Sand Time Worm incident that made a lot of noise some time ago.
At these times, the school newspaper will issue an additional "out-of-number" newspaper, which means a newspaper outside the number.
The extra content in Fatty's hand was also very clear, it was about the brief meeting between Su Shijun and the young wizards from Astronomy Class 08-1 after the morning spell class.
As the most talked-about beauty in the wizarding world, any public appearance of Su Shijun will arouse competing reports from various media, and the school newspaper is naturally no exception.
On weekdays, the editors of the school newspaper can only pick up bits and pieces of information about this big shot from famous publications such as "Betta Town Post", "Sam's Daily", "Ms. Dodo", etc., and then use it to enrich the information after a slight change. In my own layout, I often have to add the sentence 'reprinted from so-and-so' at the beginning or end.
But today, Su Shijun and Su Damei held a meeting at First University and answered some personal questions - although the meeting was small in scale and short in duration, who cares?
This is First University. It’s their home stadium, and there happens to be one of their own ‘reporters’ present—even a trainee reporter, but it’s enough for the editor-in-chief of the school newspaper’s editorial department to agree to issue an additional extra number.
"Oh! It turns out to be the main writer of the Xin University reporter." The young public-funded student suddenly realized when he saw the signature at the end of the article, and immediately offered his praise without hesitation: "Just a few days after joining the school newspaper, he came up with a No. It seems that your position in the school newspaper is secured..."
"It's hard to say, it's hard to say." Fatty Xin waved his hands proudly, but he couldn't contain the smile on his fat face: "Sister Linda said, although I can publish a signed article outside the account this time,
But this is more of luck..."
"But luck is also a part of strength." Zheng Qing couldn't help but recite this famous saying that was said badly.
"It's funny, it's funny." As expected, the fat man couldn't hold it in anymore, and a bright smile burst out on his face: "Sister Linda also said that this opportunity is very good... We don't have the opportunity every time Su Shijun meets.
At the end of the article, there is a "reporter reporting on the spot", and not every meeting will give the school newspaper two opportunities to ask questions..."
Listening to the fat man's shameless self-praise, the public-sponsored student who originally had some admiration immediately squinted his eyes.
"Two opportunities to ask questions?" Zheng Qing snorted: "If you dare to clearly write down the questions you asked twice in the article, I don't think you need your sister Linda to hit you on the head with her high heels... This
More than half the wizards in the school will swarm over and spit in your face!"
"So, this is a test of writing skills!" The fat man became more and more proud: "Hong Kong Zhen, not every novice can use my Spring and Autumn style of writing... This is the real art."
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