Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 285 White Buddha Practices Painting Skills, Zhang Daqian's Practice

When this question came up, Yuan Lu and the two also became serious.

They also want to hear how Ning Fan got this lost glue.

After all, even the official personnel slowly restored the No. [-] glue under the guidance of the silk script.

If Ning Fan alone is more powerful than all the officials combined, then...

"It's also possible."

Wan Mingyue knew what Yuan Lu was thinking, and added, touching his arm, signaling him to wait quietly.

"This child is young, but he has a good heart. Even if he knows, it should be something passed down from his master or his ancestors."

"Who can pass this on?"

"Don't say it's old man Mo, he doesn't have this formula himself, I don't believe it!"

Yuan Lu has already rested in the room with Wan Mingyue, and he doesn't have too many scruples when talking.

Anyway, there is no audio in the live broadcast room, and no one knows what they are talking about.

They had been in the restoration room of the museum for so long before, and their spirits were almost overwhelmed.

After seeing Ning Fan fix things in the morning, he was finally relieved, took a good rest for a day, and prepared to study how to fix it the next day.

It was also after asking Mo Ran about Ning Fan that he planned to watch the live broadcast, wanting to know more about Ning Fan.

I didn't expect to see such a big thing when I came in.

Yuan Lu was afraid that Ning Fan would tell the truth, so he showed up to attract attention.

But I didn't expect that I was almost exposed.

"Who doesn't have any secrets?"

"Just talk about the people in the kid's live broadcast room, didn't you just say that too?"

"People from Ji's family, Wang's family, and some aristocratic families are here, and there are also a few self-taught wild roads. I don't know who is behind it."

"Also, there is one more thing that I know, but you don't."

Yuan Lu was also a little curious when he heard this.

He's not a gossip guy, but he couldn't help asking about the person he wanted to know about.

"whats the matter?"

"40 years ago, there was a man there who actually didn't die."

Wan Mingyue waved her hand.

"I also heard it by accident, saying that when I went to check that year, someone disappeared."

"Life and death are unknown."

After speaking, he sighed, as if he was recalling something.

"Forget it, it's all old calendars. This matter will never be deciphered. I just said it. Don't take it to heart."

"Maybe it was also taken away by wolves, who knows?"

"Let's watch the live broadcast. We are still waiting for the result of the No. [-] glue."

Yuan Lu remained silent for a long while, looking at the screen and frowning.

"But, it doesn't look like his child either?"

No one knew what happened in the Xijing State Guesthouse, and everyone was waiting for Ning Fan to announce the secret of No. [-] glue.

Ning Fan didn't wait too long, watching everyone and smiling.

"Not to be said."

"Glue No. 50 is something that has been kept secret for [-] years. If you want to know about Glue No. [-], you may have to sign a file that will never be declassified."

After speaking, he changed the subject directly.

"The restoration of the base has been basically completed, and the next step is to install the body of the Buddha statue."

"Speaking of which, do you still remember the characteristics of Buddha statues in several dynasties?"

After Ning Fan finished speaking, someone wailed on the barrage.

In the next second, the screen jumped out of the question box.

After everyone finished answering, they saw that there were nearly 2000 fewer people in the live broadcast room.

Ning Fan shook his head, lamenting that this year's students are really bad.

After speaking, put all the remaining Buddha statues together, add No. [-] glue, and put them on the side.

Although it has not been completely restored, everyone can already see the shape and structure of the double Guanyin.

Only the painted sculpture is still a bit confused.

"Isn't this white?"

"Stupid, it's been oxidized for so many years!"

"Not really."

Ning Fan laughed when he saw the barrage.

"Most people haven't seen this thing before, so they can't recognize it. It's raw plaster."

"It has been painted for no more than 50 years. Someone should get this Buddha statue and find that the painted sculpture of this Buddha statue has fallen off, so it was painted with plaster and used as a plaster statue."

"Can you see this?"

The treasure friends were a little surprised.

Ning Fan calmly turned the stone Buddha in his hand and explained.

"The gypsum on the surface is applied just right. If one layer is added, the details of the face and clothes will be invisible, and if one layer is missing, the original background color will be exposed, which is not conducive to the creation of light and shadow."

"Anyone who can paint at this level must be a skilled painter."

"It's still very famous, you can guess."

After Ning Fan explained, he took a moment to find a utility blade and began to process the plaster on the surface.

Everyone looked at the screen.

Ning Fan held the stone Buddha with one hand and the blade with the other.

It seems random, but the gypsum powder scraped off has no color at all, and it falls on the table as white as snow, only the surface layer has grayish-yellow traces left by years of rubbing.

"This method is absolutely perfect!"

"If you don't go for a massage, you won't be worthy of the palm control!"

"What kind of massage do you want? If you have this skill, you should defuse bombs. It's absolutely safe!"

The barrage made fun of it, but Ning Fan turned a blind eye.

Quietly and carefully control the blade to process the plaster on the surface of the Buddha statue, and the cleaned place has exposed large patches of colored paint.

The students who wanted to copy their homework in the live broadcast room all knelt down to watch the live broadcast.

"Steady hand!"

"It's more stable than a doctor who specializes in micro-surgery!"

Two messages flashed across the barrage, but no one refuted.

They have encountered such a situation before.

When they were studying the cultural relics of the Mogao Grottoes, the teacher gave them the fragments of the simulated Buddha statues as homework.

They are all similar painted Buddha statues, covered with white paint.

At that time, they also used the same method to deal with it, but the result of the treatment could not be compared with Ning Fan.

Either the cultural relic itself was damaged vigorously, or a lot of coating remained.

What if he had the control of Master Ning?
They thought for a few seconds before slapping themselves hard.

This strength, they dare not dream of.

"No, didn't Master Ning ask us to guess which master's work this is?"

"How did you forget about this?"

The treasure friends came back to their senses, and looked at the things in front of them and murmured a little.

A few decades ago, there were too many people who wanted to use this thing to practice sketching. Many painters mentioned in their autobiographies or reports that they couldn't afford plaster statues, so they did an exercise by themselves.

There are so many candidates for this calligrapher and painter, they really didn't know who it was for a while.

While wondering, a message floated across the barrage.

"Zhang Daqian!"

"Zhang Daqian?"

Bao friends looked at the news and felt a little unlikely.

As a painter, Zhang Daqian was not well-known in the early stage, but together with his elder brother Zhang Shanzi, he was definitely not short of money to the point where he needed to paint Buddha statues in white for sketching.

This is unlikely.

Just as he was thinking, he saw a new message from the speaker.

"It's not about lack of money, it's about studying light, shadow and lines!"

"Zhang Daqian specifically mentioned this matter in a letter to his brother, using white Buddha statues to practice color and light and shadow."

"When I first saw this, I didn't understand how the white Buddha statue could practice at the same time."

"Now that I see this Guanyin statue, I understand."

"One is painted white, and the other is kept as it is for comparison exercises."

"Wait until it is completely painted white and the original shape can still be drawn, then it will be successful!"

Everyone looked at the news, swallowed their saliva, and opened their mouths in doubt.

"Master Ning, is it true?"

(End of this chapter)