In Li Yun's painting, the mountains are shrouded in a faint mist, and the immortal atmosphere is not close to the mountains. People's attention is more on the lake and fishermen below.
Even Fan Yongsheng said: "Li Yun, your painting is already very good in terms of painting skills, almost not much worse than mine, but from a standpoint, it is still slightly worse. The overall picture is somewhat off-topic. There is a feeling that you don’t know what you are painting, and you need to strengthen it a little bit!
"Furthermore!" Fan Yongsheng pointed to the row of geese, "You are a failure here, the geese are very messy, like they are flying in a panic, unintelligible, and don't know what they are expressing."
Li Yun smiled without saying a word, and took another cyan paintbrush.
An elderly onlooker thought he was going to destroy the painting, and he quickly stood up and said: "Young man, I am willing to buy this painting for five thousand yuan. At least the painter is good. I like it!"
Everyone was a little surprised. Five thousand yuan is not a decimal. Li Yun only made five thousand yuan after drawing less than five minutes, which is a huge profit!
Li Yun shook his head and said he refused the old man's purchase request.
Lu Qiu said lightly: "I admit that your current painting skills are already invincible of your peers, but there is still a certain gap with me, young man, don't be so arrogant in the future, the seniors have something worthy of you to learn. The old man's 5000 yuan is not It’s less. Don’t be too little. My first painting only sold for 50 cents. Be humble..."
"Don't worry."
Li Yun interrupted him and said with a smile: "I just wanted to say, my painting is not finished yet!"
"Not finished?!"
Everyone was taken aback and looked at the painting again, but they all felt that the painting was already perfect, unless a fisherman's wife was added to call her husband to come home for dinner, so that the painting would have more warm tones.
But it is also limited to this. This is the upper limit of the painting, and adding these will not help.
"wrong!"
Fan Yongsheng finally saw the problem and looked at the group of wild geese steadfastly: "The fishing boat sings late, the geese are frightened, your geese here-there is a problem!"
Fang Hao's face was strange, and he lied to his lips: "The geese are frightened. They are talking about the exclamation of the geese who feel chilled. It's not like some geese flying around, as if they were disturbed."
Li Yun laughed, "Fang Hao, you guessed it right this time, it's really rare."
Guessed it?
Everyone is dumbfounded again, are these wild geese really disturbed by others?
Who disturbed you?
In the shocked eyes of everyone, Li Yun used a cyan paintbrush to draw a faint light among the mountains.
In an instant, the entire painting was pierced by this blue light, and the quiet, tranquil, remote, and primitive artistic conception was completely destroyed! !
"This……"
"Oh, what a pity!"
"You don't want 5,000 yuan for the old man, but you ruined this painting. It's really..."
"The young man has an arrogance in his heart and understands it."
Fan Yongsheng also secretly said in his heart that it is a pity that Li Yun seems to have fallen into a demon, this blue light does not match the overall picture, and he does not know what he thinks.
"Huh? Is he still painting?!"
Everyone's eyes widened, and they saw Li Yun drew a small figure at the end of the blue light, behind the mountains.
At the foot of the figure is a blue sword, and the light that runs through the mountains is exactly what this blue sword emits.
"..."
"!!!"
The audience was shocked.
