Chapter 197: Phoenix is better than shrimp

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April 8th.
Lin Yuan finally came to Qin Yi's painting club.
This was Lin Yuan's first visit to the club after returning to Qin Yi.
As soon as he entered the door, many people stood up, staring at him scorchingly, and others asked:
"The Great God is back, are you in class today?"
Lin Yuan shook his head back to Yiyun.
He is not here for class today.
Everyone was a little disappointed, but they didn't entangle Lin Yuan, they just followed him subconsciously...
There is a display wall in the club, which is covered with works by members of the painting club.
In the past, when Lin Yuan was still there, 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 now needs an assistant, an assistant who can really help him paint.
This assistant has at least the strength to be able to board the display wall.
The paintings on the display walls all mention the names of the painters.
There are a few names that Lin Yuan is not unfamiliar with, because some people are frequent visitors on the display wall, just as Lin Yuan had works hanging on the display wall from time to time...
"Luo Wei?"
Lin Yuan focused on one of the paintings.
This Luo Wei, Lin Yuan had noticed several times before.
This person is good at Chinese painting, and the level of Chinese painting is not weaker than Lin Yuan, reaching a professional level!
Only this time, what Luo Wei showed was not a Chinese painting, but a painted sketch of a character.
Non-realistic style.
This is a typical comic character:
A beautiful girl wearing a crown and a gorgeous long skirt dragged on the red carpet with an indifferent and proud expression.
The background seems to be the palace.
The carved beams and painted buildings, the tea cups are exquisite, and even the folds of the girl's skirt are extremely natural, which makes people attracted at a glance.
"The president's painter is truly brilliant!"
There was a voice of emotion, Lin Yuan turned his head and found that it was Zhong Yu.
"I heard the great 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. She has to make up exams every semester... Of course you don't care about this kind of thing. Luo Wei is the president of our painting club. "Zhong Yu introduced.
Lin Yuan knew it well.
At this moment, another voice came from the side, with a trace of laziness and randomness: "Who is behind me saying that I keep making up exams? It turned out to be Zhong Yu. This year I only hang three."
This is quite proud.
However, Zhong Yu's expression changed. He turned to look at the talking girl and smiled bitterly: "President Luo, why are you silent when you walk..."
"It's you who look at my paintings, they are so absorbed."
The talking girl’s long hair is casually draped over her shoulders, her natural face with melon seeds, a straight nose, eyes, plus a tall figure and outstanding bulging, she has a pretty dark, long and straight demeanor. Even in art schools like Qin Yi, they are among the top ones.
The only regret is that there is probably a black scratch on her right cheek.
People who often draw sketches should know that they were accidentally left on the face after wiping high-density sketches such as hair.
She is Luo Wei, the president of the painting club.
"your face……"
Zhong Yu kindly reminded.
Luo Wei was taken aback, and immediately asked the girl behind him for a mirror to take a look, and then asked for a wet wipe to wipe it clean.
Thus, a beauty without blemish appeared.
She looked at Lin Yuan and took the initiative to say: "Hello, I am Luo Wei. I have heard of you a long time ago. I have always said that I want to meet, but I met today."
"Lin Yuan."
After Lin Yuan introduced himself, he stared at each other curiously: "Are you good at drawing comics?"
Luo Wei believes in herself: "I 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 said, "Can you be my manga 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 actually let the president be his assistant?
Does he not know who the president is?
Or Zhong Yu was afraid of Lin Yuan's embarrassment and couldn't help but remind him: "Great God, President Luo is a very famous painter, and he has a certain reputation both on the Internet and in today's painting circles..."
"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. He even stared at Luo Wei and asked, "Then how about I give you 10,000 yuan a month?"
Everyone helped.
Luo Wei laughed and said: "I can be a cartoonist myself. Besides, I can earn this number by taking orders on the Internet. Why should I be a cartoon assistant for you?"
Lin Yuan regretfully said, "Okay."
Luo Wei's drawing level is very high, and he is a manga assistant who meets Lin Yuan's standards, but he can't afford it, so he can only find another candidate.
"Actually, I have something to ask you."
Luo Wei smiled and looked at Lin Yuan: "Are you willing to succeed me and become the president of the painting club?"
"No."
Lin Yuan shook his head decisively.
There are too many things for him, so there is 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 that is what ordinary people would yearn for. It is normal for a great like Lin Yuan to be uninterested.
Luo Wei frowned.
Suddenly her eyes lit up, and her voice was bewildering: "Don't you want me to be your comic assistant? Let's take a gamble?"
"What to bet on?"
Lin Yuan suddenly became interested.
Luo Wei was overjoyed, but said calmly on the surface: "Oil painting, sketching, gouache, Chinese painting, the four types are drawn. Whatever we get, we compare..."
"What about the stakes?"
"Contract three chapters. If you lose, you will come to be 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, give you Being a comic assistant for two years, no charge!" Luo Wei said with a smile.
"Deal!"
Lin Yuan did not hesitate.
Luo Wei's traditional Chinese painting is professional.
Looking at the cartoon image in front of me, it is estimated that her gouache is not too bad, and the strength of the two is fairly even, and Lin Yuan has half of the win.
There is no loss if I lose, and I become the president in a big deal.
If he wins, he will earn a manga assistant for nothing!
Luo Wei snapped his fingers: "Okay, Zhong Yu, make some notes, let's smoke."
"okay!"
Zhong Yu became excited.
The members of the painting club are also shouting one by one. As the president of the painting club, Luo Wei is the undisputed first person in the art department of Qin Art. Drawing, gouache, Chinese painting, etc., she has almost always occupied the number one. One!
And Lin Yuan is a mysterious god...
Everyone knows that Lin Yuan's sketch and gouache skills are extremely powerful.
If it compares the two, it's hard to say who Luo Wei and Lin Yuan can win!
Anyway, everyone is happy to win or lose...
Many people even want to see the president lose. After all, the president is an unbeaten myth in Qin Yi's art department!
And Lin Yuan?
He lost and became the president of the painting club. Everyone was happy, because this meant that Lin Yuan had more time to teach everyone!
No loss anyway!
Some people even analyzed it seriously.
"If you draw a sketch, I think the big has a higher winning side."
"Gouache should be 50-50, right?"
"If you get Chinese painting, I guess there is no hope for the Great God. Although I don't know how the Great God's Chinese painting level is, the fine arts department knows that the president's Chinese painting level is even better than the instructors!"
"The oil painting is about 50-50?"
"Well, oil painting and gouache are similar in nature. Dashen's gouache paintings are so good. There is no reason why oil paintings are bad. Needless to say, the president has won many awards for her oil paintings."
"..."
At the same time of the discussion, there were people who didn't think it was too much to watch the excitement, and directly sent a message in the group: "The president wants to compare with the great Lin Yuan!"
"what?"
"The president and the pk?"
"I'm coming!"
"You didn't go out with your girlfriend..."
"The meteorite hit the blue star, how can my girlfriend be so wonderful!"
"This is it!"
"Great battle, this is!"
"..."
Not long after Zhong Yu wrote the note, there were many more people in the painting club, apparently all art students who came after hearing the news.
"Who will smoke?"
Zhong Yu looked at Lin Yuan and Luo Wei.
Luo Wei shrugged: "Whatever."
Lin Yuan said, "You can smoke it."
Zhong Yu laughed: "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 turned it on again, drank saliva, and opened it in no hurry.
Luo Wei asked Lin Yuan: "Do you need a referee?"
Lin Yuan shook his head: "Enough referees."
Yes, all people in the painting club can be judges.
Luo Wei said that she understood: "If it is really controversial, please ask your tutor or professor to testify, but I think it doesn't need to be so troublesome.
Lin Yuan nodded.
He and Luo Wei both have professional-level strength. Basically, by looking at each other's paintings, you can know who wins and who loses.
"The time to reveal the secret has arrived."
Zhong Yu was sold out. When everyone was almost impatient, he slowly opened the note. After looking at the content of the note, Zhong Yu's face suddenly changed, and he said with a bitter expression:
"Great God... I'm sorry for you."
Everyone babbled: "What the is it?"
Zhong Yu spread out the note with two words written on it:
traditional Chinese painting!
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then it became more lively:
"I go?"
"traditional Chinese painting?"
"President Luo's home court!"
"This is the area that President Luo is best at!"
"Can the Great God still work?"
"Didn't the great say, he can also paint Chinese?"
"Of course I believe that the Great God knows Chinese painting, but the question is, do you still not know the level of President Luo's Chinese painting?"
"..."
Luo Wei smiled and looked at Lin Yuan and said, "Would you like to change the oil painting? You have no chance of Chinese painting."
Lin Yuan thought for a while, and said, "I took advantage." ok作文网
Luo Wei was taken aback: "What advantage did you take?"
Lin Yuan told the truth: "You can't beat me in Chinese painting."
However, when this sentence fell to Luo Wei's ears, it was tantamount to provocation, so that Luo Wei had a slight dissatisfaction: "Do you think your Chinese painting can beat me? This is Chinese painting, not a sketch, or gouache. "
Lin Yuan nodded.
When the other party gave himself a chance to repent, he also naturally gave the other party a chance: "At least today, you can't beat me."
Lin Yuan was telling the truth.
But Luo Wei only thinks Lin Yuan's words are a bit harsh. After all, Chinese painting is the type that she is most proud of and good at: "Then you may regret it, showing the works on the wall is not my full level."
Lin Yuan nodded to express understanding.
Seeing that Lin Yuan was still calm, Luo Wei set off a bigger wave in her heart. Perhaps this opponent deserves her all-out effort.
"Great God, you..."
Zhong Yu didn't know where Lin Yuan's self-confidence came from. He felt that Lin Yuan still didn't understand Luo Wei's strength, and it was hard to say clearly, so he could only slightly pull Lin Yuan's sleeve hint, and it would be better to change the type.
Everyone in the painting club has the same idea.
However, Luo Wei no longer gave everyone the opportunity to struggle: "Then follow the rules, better than Chinese painting, there are too many people here, go in and compare?"
Luo Wei pointed to the room inside.
Lin Yuan nodded.
Luo Wei asked: "How long will you take?"
Lin Yuan said: "Whatever."
Luo Wei raised her eyebrows: "Then two hours will be fine, what kind of Chinese painting?"
Chinese painting is also divided into categories.
According to its materials and expression methods, it can be subdivided into ink painting, heavy color, light crimson, fine brushwork, freehand brushwork, line drawing, etc.
According to its subject matter, there are figure painting, landscape painting, flower and bird painting, etc.
"casual."
Lin Yuan still has these two words.
Luo Wei glanced at Lin Yuan deeply: "Then whatever."
She entered the unmanned room next door, and Lin Yuan followed in and asked Zhong Yu to prepare the paint.
"God, ask for more blessings."
After Zhong Yu helped Lin Yuan prepare the paint, he whispered.
Lin Yuan nodded.
At this time Luo Wei was sitting opposite Lin Yuan and had already picked up the paintbrush: "Friendly reminder, I am going to paint ink and wash, this is the type of Chinese painting I am best at."
"I also wash ink."
Lin Yuan originally planned to paint ink and wash.
But Luo Wei felt that Lin Yuan's provocation was more sufficient after hearing these words. It seemed to imply that he could follow whatever he painted, because he had no problem...
"let's start."
Luo Wei's expression became serious.
And when she got serious, all those irrelevant emotions had been lost. She didn't even think about who she was going to compare with, she just wanted to present her paintings perfectly.
Lin Yuan also got serious--
Seriously used Qi Baishi's character card.
He is not pretending, nor is he provoking.
If it is to draw something else, Lin Yuan is still not sure about it.
With Chinese painting alone, 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, Qi Baishi in peak state!
This is indeed the case. With the activation of Qi Baishi's character card, Lin Yuan's mind is full of understanding of Chinese painting.
This understanding of Chinese painting far surpasses his professional level!
This should be the top level of Chinese painting above the professional level!
And this time.
Lin Yuan prepared the pen, it was Qi Baishi's shrimp!
And the name of this picture is called "Six Shrimp Picture"!
Raw rice paper.
Lin Yuan drew the first brush with the Jianhao brush dipped in ink.
This is the nearest shrimp on the screen.
The brush is dipped in light ink, the nib is dipped in thick ink, the moisture is moderate, and the side-side brush outlines the shrimp head.
The first stroke is short and thick.
The second pen is thin and long.
The side strikes the pen, and the body joints are already on the paper.
When he reached the leg, Lin Yuan was already the center forward, and then he broke a heavy stroke on the head!
Jiao Feng clicked the shrimp eyes, and Lin Yuan's wrist was suspended.
The light ink echoes the thick ink, and the sense of space is instantly full...
Lin Yuan couldn't help but want to compliment, the painting was really good, but it was ashamed to think of boasting himself, so he put up the thought.
Swipe it out!
Lin Yuan enjoys this state.
With the completion of his first shrimp, its shape, lively, agile, and alert, has matured to the point that it has vitality!
The characteristics of the shrimp are very clear in Lin Yuan's mind.
So just a few strokes, using the shades of ink, show a sense of movement.
By the second shrimp, the hard shell was almost transparent, from deep to shallow.
Then the third, fourth, fifth...
With the change of the pen, the waist of the shrimp showed various abnormal states, some bowed forward, some straight waist wandered, and some bent waist crawled.
When the sixth shrimp was finished, Lin Yuan finally stopped.
"No one knows ink and wash painting more than Qi Baishi."
This was the only feeling Lin Yuan felt at this moment, especially after looking at the paintings in front of him, Lin Yuan understood deeply...
If it weren't for the use of Qi Baishi's character card, his professional painter would definitely not be able to draw this level of "Six Shrimp"!
He finished work.
Looking up at Luo Wei, Luo Wei seems to have been completely immersed in the painting. Her pen and ink are mostly thicker, and the stroke of the pen is relatively wide after the wrist is suspended. Lin Yuan can probably guess that the other party should be painting large creatures... …
He didn't bother.
Did not get up either.
Just wait quietly.
At this time, there are more and more people in the painting club, accompanied by endless discussions:
"Compared to Chinese painting?"
"Is the great gone?"
"The result doesn't seem so hard to guess."
"There is not much suspense. What I am looking forward to is how exciting President Luo's Chinese painting will be this time!"
"Yeah, it's been a long time since President Luo draws Chinese painting!"
"Zhong Yu, so are you. What's wrong, you got a Chinese painting."
"Great God’s pig teammate."
"That's the number one disciple, no one will cheat, just cheat your own master."
"Hahahaha, maybe the great won?"
"Please, even professional Chinese painters may not necessarily win President Luo."
"President Luo, even at the professional level, paints traditional Chinese paintings."
"..."
At this moment, there was a sudden disturbance at the door.
Zhong Yu was crying, and seeing the people coming, he became more and more depressed: "Why did Professor Kong come?"
"Professor Kong can't come."
"How many mentors have been disturbed by this."
"Oshin and President Luo are not ordinary students."
"At their age, even if they enter the professional painting world in the future, they will be able to break into a world."
"..."
No matter what the outside movement is, no one will come in and bother.
After nearly two hours, Luo Wei finally stopped painting. She rubbed her sore wrist and looked at Lin Yuan: "Are you already well?"
"Ok."
Luo Wei nodded: "I will be the president of the painting club in the future. I will teach you more. I also want to teach, but I am not as good at teaching as you..."
Lin Yuan: "..."
After Luo Wei finished painting, she didn't have much thoughts about being competitive. To be precise, she didn't think she would lose: "Look at the exchange?"
"Ok."
Lin Yuan took the painting off and handed it to Luo Wei.
Luo Wei also took the painting off and handed it to Lin Yuan.
"I paint the phoenix, the king of birds, but this is not the first time I have painted a phoenix. I have practiced drawing phoenix since I was a child. I have been practicing for eight years, but my mastery of color is not very good, so I have always been The ink painting method is considered to be a catch in the ointment..." Luo Wei introduced Lin Yuan's painting while introducing it.
Lin Yuan took Luo Wei's painting, his eyes were amazing for a moment!
This is indeed a picture of an ink phoenix spreading its wings!
The brushstrokes are just right, the arrogance of the king of birds is shown by Luo Wei!
nice!
Beautiful!
If Lin Yuan didn't have a Qi Baishi character card, he would probably be slightly inferior to ink painting, because the other party is indeed very good at painting phoenixes!
Ear.
Luo Wei is still introducing her paintings: "There is no real phoenix in the world, just like there is no dragon, so I have no reference to compare. I can only improve it based on people’s depictions of the phoenix, as well as some movies, animations and even paintings. The essence of painting is..."
Somehow.
Luo Wei's eyes suddenly fixed on Lin Yuan's painting, and her voice stopped abruptly in a moment.
The air, deathly silence.
Are shrimp and phoenix comparable?
Anyone with a little common sense knows that these two creatures are not comparable.
Shrimp is something everyone can eat. If you have money, you can eat a large lobster for several thousand yuan.
But the phoenix is ​​something that people will never see in their lifetime.
Therefore, people have given Phoenix countless beautiful intentions.
Such beautiful images are already reflected in Luo Wei's paintings.
But when Luo Wei saw Lin Yuan's paintings, she suddenly had a strong doubt about whether the phoenix is ​​more noble than the shrimp.
If you say that he is using pen and ink, Lin Yuan is manipulating pen and ink!
His shrimps seem to be living creatures, full of interest and lifelike.
The ink color and brush marks are obviously not complicated, but they vividly show the structure and texture of the shrimp.
Stroke by stroke, between the outlines, with a touch of gold and stone.
Good drawing literacy, excellent appreciating ability, and family background from a young age have caused Luo Wei to even have an inexplicable sense of inferiority.
fantastic.
Luo Wei didn't know what kind of beauty she showed. In her short breath, she widened her eyes, which were already big enough, and raised her eyebrows high. Her expression was sad and she couldn't restrain a bit of fanaticism and joy. , A complex mess.
Shape, quality, movement...
The beauty lies between the like and the not like.
Luo Wei suddenly understood why Lin Yuan said he couldn't win.
That is not arrogance, but a kind of extreme self-confidence~EbookFREE.me~ That is a matter of course for masters!
Even if her phoenix is ​​studied for a few years, it is destined to not win. It is not that she did not paint well enough, but that the other party painted too well!
Really want……
Luo Wei is sure that she is in love with this painting, just like the desire she had when she saw the original handwriting of a certain ancient master at a high-level exhibition last time, it was a kind of almost primitive joy of seeing and hunting. .
As for the result of the game? That's not important anymore.
Phoenix...not as good as shrimp!

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