Chapter 200 Phoenix Is Not as Good as Shrimp
Chapter 200 Phoenix is not as good as shrimp
April eighth.
Lin Yuan finally came to Qin Yi's painting club.
This is Lin Yuan's first visit to the club after returning to Qin Yi.
As soon as he entered, many people stood up, staring at him with burning eyes, and some people asked:
"The Great God is back, are you in class today?"
Lin Yuan shook his head at Yiyun.
He didn't come to class today.
Everyone was a little disappointed, but they didn't pester Lin Yuan, they just followed him subconsciously...
There is a display wall in the club, which is covered with the works of the members of the painting club.
In the past, when Lin Yuan was still around, his works were often posted, but this has not happened recently.
Lin Yuan came to the display wall and looked at the works on it.
He needs an assistant now, an assistant who can actually help him paint.
This assistant at least has the strength to be able to climb the display wall.
The paintings on the walls are all mentioned with the names of the painters.
There are several names, Lin Yuan is no stranger, because some people are frequent visitors on the display wall, just like Lin Yuan had works hung on the display wall from time to time...
"Luo Wei?"
Lin Yuan locked his eyes on one of the paintings.
Lin Yuan had noticed this Luo Wei several times before.
This person is good at Chinese painting, and the level of Chinese painting is not weaker than that of Lin Yuan, reaching the professional level!
Only this time, what Luo Wei showed was not a traditional Chinese painting, but a colored sketch of a character.
Non-realistic style.
Here's a typical manga character:
A beautiful girl with a crown on her head and a gorgeous long dress dragged on the red carpet with an indifferent and proud expression.
The background appears to be a palace.
The carved beams and paintings, the teacups are exquisite, and even the folds of the girl's skirt are very natural, which makes people attracted at a glance.
"The president's painter is really ingenious!"
There was a voice of emotion from the side, Lin Yuan turned his head to look, and found that it was Zhong Yu.
"When I heard the Great God was coming, I rushed over immediately." Zhong Yu explained with a smile.
Lin Yuan nodded, and then asked, "Who is the president?"
"Don't you know... Well, the president rarely comes to the painting club, and she has to take make-up exams every semester... Of course you don't care about such things, Luo Wei is the president of our painting club. "Zhong Yu introduced.
Lin Yuan understood.
At this moment, another voice came from the side, with a hint of laziness and casualness: "Who am I to say behind my back that I keep making up exams? It turned out to be Zhong Yu. I only failed three exams this year."
This is quite proud to say.
However, Zhong Yu's expression changed, he turned to look at the girl who spoke, and said with a wry smile: "President Luo, why are you walking so silently..."
"It was you who looked at my paintings, and they were so engrossed."
The girl who spoke had long hair casually scattered on her shoulders. She had a natural oval face, a straight nose bridge, big dark eyes, a tall figure and outstanding bulging, and she had a somewhat black, long and straight demeanor. Even if it is placed in an art school like Qinyi, it is a relatively top group.
The only regret is that there is probably a black scratch on the right side of her cheek.
People who often draw sketches should know that it is accidentally left on the face after wiping hair and other high-density sketches.
She is Luo Wei, the president of the painting club.
"your face……"
Zhong Yu kindly reminded him.
Luo Wei was taken aback for a moment, and immediately asked the girl behind her to take a look in the mirror, and then asked for a wet wipe to wipe it clean.
Thus, a beauty without blemish appeared.
She looked at Lin Yuan and said, "Hi, I'm Luo Wei. I've heard of you a long time ago. I kept saying that I want to meet you, but I met you today."
"Lin Yuan."
After Lin Yuan introduced himself, he stared at him curiously: "Are you good at drawing manga?"
Luo Wei said to herself: "I basically know all kinds of painting, how about you?"
Lin Yuan said, "Me too."
Luo Wei raised her eyebrows, and when she was about to speak, Lin Yuan suddenly asked, "Can you be my comic assistant?"
puff……
Zhong Yu made a strange sound.
Not only Zhong Yu, but many members of the painting club who followed Lin Yuan and Luo Wei showed expressions of astonishment.
Lin Yuan asked the president to be his assistant?
Does he not know who the president is?
It was Zhong Yu who was afraid of Lin Yuan's embarrassment, so he couldn't help but remind him: "Master Luo, President Luo is a very famous painter, both on the Internet and in today's painting world..."
"oh."
Lin Yuan nodded.
Just when everyone thought that Lin Yuan was going to give up, Lin Yuan seemed to have made a somewhat difficult decision, and stared at Luo Wei again and asked, "Then how about I give you 10,000 yuan a month as a salary?"
Everyone raised their foreheads.
Luo Wei laughed and said, "I can be a cartoonist myself, besides, I can earn this amount by taking random orders online, why should I be your comic assistant?"
Lin Yuan said regretfully, "Okay."
Luo Wei's painting skills are very high, and she is a manga assistant who meets Lin Yuan's standards, but he can't afford it, so he can only look for another candidate.
"Actually, I have something to ask you too."
Luo Wei looked at Lin Yuan with a smile: "Are you willing to succeed me as the president of the painting club?"
"don't want."
Lin Yuan shook his head decisively.
He has too many things to do, so he has no time to be the president of the painting club.
The members of the painting club were not too surprised. The president of the painting club is certainly a good position, but it is something ordinary people would yearn for. It is normal for a master like Lin Yuan to be uninterested.
Luo Wei frowned.
Suddenly her eyes lit up, and she said in a bewitching voice, "Didn't you want me to be your manga assistant? Let's take a gamble?"
"What bet?"
Lin Yuan suddenly became interested.
Luo Wei was overjoyed, but said calmly on the surface: "Oil painting, sketch, gouache, Chinese painting, let's draw lots for the four types, we will compare with whatever we get..."
"What about the bet?"
"There are three chapters in the agreement. If you lose, you will become the president of the painting club. You are now a junior and you have two years left to graduate, so you have to be the president for two years. If I lose, the same, I will give you As a manga assistant for two years, there is no charge!" Luo Wei said with a smile.
"make a deal!"
Lin Yuan did not hesitate.
Luo Wei's traditional Chinese painting is professional.
Looking at the sketched caricature in front of me, it is estimated that her gouache is not too bad. The strength of the two is relatively average, and Lin Yuan has half the chance of winning.
There is no loss if you lose, at worst, you will become the president of this company.
If he wins, he will earn a manga assistant for nothing!
Luo Wei snapped her fingers: "Okay, Zhong Yu, make a few notes, and we will draw."
"okay!"
Zhong Yu became excited.
The members of the painting club were also screaming one by one. Luo Wei, as the president of the painting club, was the undisputed number one person in the Department of Qin Art and Fine Arts. She occupied the first place almost all the year round in sketching, gouache, Chinese painting, etc. one!
And Lin Yuan is a mysterious great god...
Everyone knows that Lin Yuan's sketch and gouache skills are extremely strong.
If it's a comparison of these two, it's really hard to say who will win, Luo Wei or Lin Yuan!
Anyway, everyone is happy to win or lose...
Many people even want to see the president lose, after all, the president is an undefeated myth in Qin Yi's art department!
And Lin Yuan?
He lost and became the president of the painting club. Everyone was also happy, because it meant that Lin Yuan had more time to teach everyone!
No loss anyway!
Some people even analyzed it seriously.
"If the sketch is drawn, I think the odds of winning the master are higher."
"The gouache should be 50-50?"
"If you get the Chinese painting, I guess there is no hope for the master. Although I don't know how good the master's Chinese painting is, the art department knows that the president's Chinese painting level is better than that of the instructors!"
"Oil paintings are probably 50-50?"
"Well, oil painting and gouache are similar in nature. The master's gouache painting is so good, there is no reason why oil painting should be bad. Needless to say, the president, her oil painting has won many awards."
"..."
At the same time as the discussion, there were some people who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, so they directly sent a message in the group: "The president is going to have a painting competition with Lin Yuan!"
"What?"
"The president and the great god pk?"
"I am coming!"
"You're not going out with your girlfriend..."
"The meteorite hit the blue star, how can a girlfriend be so wonderful!"
"Here we go!"
"This is the decisive battle!"
"..."
Not long after Zhong Yu had just written the note, there were many more people in the painting club, obviously all of them were art students who came here after hearing the news.
"Who will draw?"
Zhong Yu looked at Lin Yuan and Luo Wei.
Luo Wei shrugged: "Whatever you want."
Lin Yuan said: "You can smoke."
Zhong Yu chuckled: "Then I will draw, I must draw a sketch for the Great God!"
He took out a note.
"What is it?"
Everyone stared at Zhong Yu.
Zhong Yu was still trying to close the door, drank his saliva, and was in no hurry to open it.
Luo Wei asked Lin Yuan: "Do you need a referee?"
Lin Yuan shook his head: "There are enough referees."
Yes, all the people in the painting club can be judges.
Luo Wei expressed her understanding: "If there is a real dispute, please invite a tutor or professor to witness, but I think it doesn't need to be so troublesome."
Lin Yuan nodded.
Both he and Luo Wei have professional strengths. Basically, just by looking at each other's paintings, you can tell who wins and who loses.
"It's time to reveal the secret."
Zhong Yu had sold enough, and when everyone was getting impatient, he slowly opened the note, but after looking at the content of the note, Zhong Yu's face suddenly changed, and he said with a bitter face:
"God...I'm sorry for you."
Everyone chattered, "What the hell?"
Zhong Yu spread out the note and wrote two words on it:
traditional Chinese painting!
Everyone froze for a moment, and then became more lively:
"I go?"
"traditional Chinese painting?"
"President Luo's home stadium!"
"This is what President Luo is best at!"
"Can the Great God still do it?"
"Didn't the Great God say that he can also do Chinese painting?"
"Of course I believe that the great master knows Chinese painting, but the question is, don't you guys know President Luo's level of Chinese painting?"
"..."
Luo Wei smiled, looked at Lin Yuan and said, "How about changing to oil painting? You have no chance with Chinese painting."
Lin Yuan thought for a while and said, "I took advantage."
Luo Wei was taken aback: "What did you take advantage of?"
Lin Yuan said truthfully: "You can't beat me with Chinese painting."
However, this sentence fell into Luo Wei's ears, but it was tantamount to provocation, so that Luo Wei felt a little dissatisfied: "Do you think your Chinese painting can win me? This is Chinese painting, not sketching, nor gouache. "
Lin Yuan nodded.
The other party gave me a chance to repent, and I naturally gave the other party a chance: "At least today, you can't beat me."
What Lin Yuan said was the truth.
But Luo Wei only felt that Lin Yuan's words were a bit harsh. After all, Chinese painting is the type she is most proud of and good at: "Then you may regret it. The works on the wall are not my full level."
Lin Yuan nodded in understanding.
Luo Wei saw that Lin Yuan was still calm, but there was even greater turmoil in her heart. Perhaps this opponent was worthy of her all-out effort.
"God, you..."
Zhong Yu didn't know where Lin Yuan's self-confidence came from. He felt that Lin Yuan didn't know Luo Wei's strength yet, and it was hard to explain it clearly. He could only pull Lin Yuan's sleeve to hint that it would be better to change the type.
Everyone in the painting club had the same idea.
However, Luo Wei no longer gave everyone a chance to struggle: "Then follow the rules, it's better than traditional Chinese painting, there are too many people here, why don't you go in and compare?"
Luo Wei pointed to the room inside.
Lin Yuan nodded.
Luo Wei asked, "How long do you want?"
Lin Yuan said, "Whatever you want."
Luo Wei raised her eyebrows: "That's two hours, what kind of Chinese painting?"
Chinese painting is also divided into categories.
According to the materials used and the method of expression, it can be subdivided into ink painting, heavy color, light crimson, fine brushwork, freehand brushwork, line drawing, etc.
According to its themes, there are figure paintings, landscape paintings, flower and bird paintings, etc.
"casual."
Lin Yuan is still these two words.
Luo Wei took a deep look at Lin Yuan: "That's whatever you want."
She entered the empty room next door, Lin Yuan also walked in, and asked Zhong Yu to prepare the paint by the way.
"God, you can ask for more blessings."
After Zhong Yu helped Lin Yuan prepare the paint, he muttered in a low voice.
Lin Yuan nodded.
At this time, Luo Wei was sitting opposite Lin Yuan, and had already picked up the paintbrush: "A friendly reminder, I am going to paint ink and wash, which is the type of traditional Chinese painting I am best at."
"I also do ink painting."
Lin Yuan originally planned to paint ink and wash.
But after Luo Wei heard this sentence, she felt that Lin Yuan was more provocative, and seemed to imply to herself that no matter what she drew, he could follow him, because he was fine...
"let's start."
Luo Wei's expression became serious.
And when she got serious, all those irrelevant emotions were lost, she didn't even think about who she was comparing with, she just wanted to present her painting perfectly.
Lin Yuan also became serious——
Seriously used the Qi Baishi character card.
He wasn't pretending, nor did he mean to be provocative.
If he got something else, Lin Yuan wasn't sure yet.
Only Chinese painting, Lin Yuan felt that he had no reason to lose, because after using the character card, he was no longer Lin Yuan, but...
Qi Baishi!
And, it's Qi Baishi at his peak!
This is indeed the case. With the activation of Qi Baishi's character card, Lin Yuan's mind is already full of understanding of traditional Chinese painting.
This understanding of traditional Chinese painting far surpasses his own professional level!
This should be the top level of Chinese painting above the professional level!
And at this time.
It was Qi Baishi's shrimp that Lin Yuan was preparing to write!
And the name of this picture is "Six Shrimp Picture"!
Raw rice paper.
Dip the brush with ink, and Lin Yuan drew the first stroke.
This is the closest shrimp on the screen.
The brush is dipped in light ink, the nib is dipped in thick ink, the moisture is moderate, and the two strokes on the side outline the shrimp head.
The first stroke is short and thick.
The second pen is thin and long.
The side edge is drawn into the pen, and the body joints are already vivid on the paper.
When it came to the legs, Lin Yuan had already written the pen at the center, and then he broke a heavy ink on the head!
Jiao Feng clicked Xia's eyes, and Lin Yuan's wrist was hanging in the air.
Light ink and thick ink echo each other, and the sense of space is instantly filled...
Lin Yuan couldn't help but want to praise, the painting is really good, but thinking that it would be a shame for him to praise himself, he endured the thought again.
Feel free to wave!
Lin Yuan enjoyed this state.
And with the completion of his first shrimp, its shape, lively, sensitive, and alert, has matured to the point where it seems to have vitality!
The characteristics of the shrimp were extremely clear in Lin Yuan's mind.
So with just a few strokes, using the shades of ink, it expresses a sense of movement.
But when it comes to the second shrimp, the hard shell is almost transparent, from deep to shallow.
Then the third, the fourth, the fifth...
With the change of the pen, the waist of the shrimp shows various abnormalities, some bend forward, some wander straight, and some bend and crawl.
When the sixth shrimp was finished, Lin Yuan finally stopped.
"No one knows how to paint shrimp in ink and wash better than Qi Baishi."
This is the only feeling in Lin Yuan's heart at the moment, especially after looking at the painting in front of him, Lin Yuan deeply understands...
If he hadn't used Qi Baishi's character card, he would never have been able to draw this level of "Six Shrimp Picture" with his professional painter alone!
He's done.
Looking up at Luo Wei, Luo Wei seems to have been completely immersed in painting. Most of her brush and ink are thicker, and her brush strokes are relatively open when her wrist is suspended in the air. Lin Yuan can probably guess that the other party should be painting large creatures... …
He didn't bother.
He didn't get up either.
Just quietly waiting.
At this time, outside the door, there are more and more people in the painting club, accompanied by endless discussions:
"Compared to traditional Chinese painting?"
"Isn't the Great God gone?"
"The result doesn't seem so hard to guess."
"There's not much suspense. What I'm looking forward to now is how exciting President Luo's Chinese painting will be this time!"
"Yeah, it's been a long time since I saw Mr. Luo draw Chinese paintings!"
"You too, Zhong Yu, what's wrong with picking something, you actually got a Chinese painting."
"The pig teammate of the great god."
"Here's the number one disciple, no one cheats, only his own master."
"Hahahaha, maybe the Great God won?"
"Please, even professional Chinese painting contestants may not win President Luo."
"President Luo is one of the best at painting traditional Chinese paintings even at the professional level."
"..."
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion at the door.
Zhong Yuben had a mournful face, and when he saw the person coming, he became more and more depressed: "Why is Professor Kong here?"
"Can Professor Kong come?"
"How many mentors have been alarmed by this matter?"
"Great God and President Luo are not ordinary students."
"At their age, even if they enter the professional painting circle in the future, they will be able to make a name for themselves."
"..."
No matter what is going on outside, no one comes in to disturb you.
After nearly two hours, Luo Wei finally stopped painting. She rubbed her sore wrist and looked at Lin Yuan: "Are you ready?"
"Um."
Luo Wei nodded: "In the future, I will be the president of the painting club and teach everyone more. I want to teach too, but I am not as good at teaching as you..."
Lin Yuan: "..."
After Luo Wei finished painting, she didn't have much desire to compete. To be precise, she didn't think she would lose: "Let's exchange?"
"Um."
Lin Yuan took off the painting and handed it to Luo Wei.
Luo Wei also took off the painting and handed it to Lin Yuan.
"I painted a phoenix, the king of birds, but this is not the first time I have painted a phoenix. I have practiced drawing phoenixes since I was a child. I have practiced drawing phoenixes for eight years, but I don't master the colors very well, so I have been drawing them all the time. Ink painting is a fly in the ointment..." Luo Wei introduced Lin Yuan's painting while introducing it.
Lin Yuan took Luo Wei's painting, and there was a moment of amazement in his eyes!
This is indeed an ink painting of a phoenix spreading its wings!
The brush strokes are just right, and the arrogance of the king of birds is fully displayed by Luo Wei!
beautiful!
It's so beautiful!
If Lin Yuan didn't have Qi Baishi's character card, he would probably be inferior to ink and wash alone, because the other party is indeed very good at painting phoenixes!
ear.
Luo Wei is still introducing her own painting: "There is no real phoenix in the world, just like there is no dragon, so I have no reference for comparison, and can only improve it based on people's descriptions of phoenixes, as well as some movies, animations, and even paintings. The essence of painting is that..."
Somehow.
Luo Wei's gaze suddenly froze on Lin Yuan's painting, and her voice also stopped abruptly in an instant.
The air, the dead silence.
Are shrimp and phoenix comparable?
Anyone with a little common sense knows that these two creatures are not comparable.
Shrimp is something that everyone can eat. If you have money, you can eat a large lobster worth several thousand yuan each.
But the phoenix is something that people can't even see its face in their whole life.
So people endow Phoenix with countless beautiful intentions.
Such a beautiful image has already been reflected in Luo Wei's paintings.
But when Luo Wei saw Lin Yuan's painting, she suddenly had strong doubts about whether the phoenix is more noble than the shrimp.
If you say that you are using pen and ink, Lin Yuan is manipulating pen and ink!
His prawns seem to be alive, full of interest and lifelike.
The ink color and pen marks are obviously not complicated, but they vividly show the structure and texture of the shrimp.
Stroke by stroke, between outlines, with a taste of gold and stone.
Good painting quality, excellent appreciation ability, and family background since childhood, just made Luo Wei feel an inexplicable inferiority complex.
fantastic.
Luo Wei didn't know what kind of beauty she showed. She widened her eyes, which were already big enough, in the shortness of breath, raised her eyebrows high, and couldn't hold back a bit of fanaticism and joy in a gloomy expression. , a mess of complexity.
shape, quality, movement...
The beauty lies in the difference between likeness and dissimilarity.
Luo Wei suddenly understood why Lin Yuan said he couldn't win.
That is not conceit, but a kind of extreme self-confidence, which is a matter of course for masters!
Even if she studies the phoenix for a few more years, she is doomed to fail. It's not that her drawing is not good enough, but that the other party's drawing is too good!
Really want……
Luo Wei was sure that she fell in love with this painting, just like the desire she had when she saw the authentic handwriting of a certain ancient master in a high-end painting exhibition last time, it was a kind of almost primitive pleasure .
As for the result of the game? That doesn't matter anymore.
Phoenix... not as good as shrimp!
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