The Return of the Reborn Qin Emperor

Chapter 121 Goddess Sacrificial Dance Picture!
Xin Zhilong still had a smile on his face, waiting for Qin Jun's answer.

Hearing this, the people beside them also nodded.

"Yeah, you've been blowing it up for a long time, but you drew it out and opened our eyes."

"This pair of foreign garbage is worth tens of millions. I don't know if the one you drew is worth the price?"

In fact, many paintings are worthless in themselves.

It's just that, under some people's deliberate hype, even a piece of blank paper can be fired to a price of tens of millions.

Luo Chen frowned, lowered his voice, "If you don't know how to draw, then forget it."

Qin Jun is proficient in calligraphy, he knows this.

But I have never seen that Qin Jun can draw.

Calligraphy and painting are connected together, and they have something in common, but they are fundamentally two different concepts.

Qin Jun ignored him, just looked at Xin Zhilong, and said indifferently: "Although your aggressive method is stupid, I don't mind, I will open your eyes."

"China's 5000-year-old culture is not comparable to these foreign garbage!"

Such a clumsy work can be praised as a masterpiece by these people. Qin Jun doesn't understand why people in the country are so inferior nowadays?

Abandoning the 5000-year history and culture as dross, but treating these foreign garbage without historical background as treasures?

"it is good!"

Xin Zhilong laughed suddenly, "I don't know Mr. Qin, what do you want to draw?"

"Huaxia traditional Chinese painting, figure painting!"

"Okay, I will serve you with pen and ink!"

Xin Zhilong snapped his fingers, the place was well prepared, and after a while, several waiters came in pushing two carts.

In one of the cars, a piece of rice paper measuring two meters in length and width was placed on the table.

The other one is filled with ready-made pens and inks, and it is known from the aroma that it is not ordinary.

The pen is Shanlianhu pen, and the ink is Qinghu graphite.

The people next to them were discussing a lot, looking at Qin Jun's calm face, they were also quite looking forward to it at this time.

Don't mention them, even Luo Chen has a weird face.

He knows Chinese medicine, is good at calligraphy, and is proficient in Qin Dynasty Xiaozhuan. If he can draw figures, he is simply inhuman!

Huaxia traditional Chinese painting, figure painting!

If traditional Chinese painting is subdivided, it can be divided into figures, landscapes, boundary paintings, flowers, melons and fruits, feathers, animals, insects and fish.

But if you want to come up with a representative painting, it must be a figure painting!

Chinese culture is extensive and profound, and there are countless painting subjects, among which figure painting is the most difficult one.

Figure painting is easy to learn, but it is extremely difficult to master it.

Strive to portray the personalities of the characters vividly, vividly, with both form and spirit.Want to be vivid, easier said than done?

Qin Jun is only 17 years old this year, will he really?
"Hehe, although this is a bit inappropriate, I still want to remind you. There is still an hour, and the auction will start."

"If you can't finish it, I can only feel deeply sorry."

"Three and 10 minutes is enough."

"Mr. Qin!"

Luo Chen was in a hurry, and drew a figure in three to ten minutes. Isn't this a dream?

"Okay! Once a word is spoken, it is hard to follow!"

Xin Zhilong laughed strangely, "If Mr. Qin can really draw a figure painting that is not inferior to this foreign garbage in 10 minutes, I am willing to pay for it, and I will hang it at the end of this big theater." middle!"

There is no doubt that these words are just mocking Qin Jun.

"You can't afford it!"

Qin Jun didn't say much, he didn't even look at him, and spoke calmly.

Xin Zhilong was so angry that he felt like a clown. Although he was extremely angry, he couldn't get angry easily.

He could only grit his teeth and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, I really can't afford it. But, Mr. Qin, I wonder if you can draw it?"

Qin Jun ignored him, but the more he ignored him, the more upset Xin Zhilong felt.

"here we go!"

As a master of appreciating treasures, Li Fu also dabbled in traditional Chinese painting and understood the difficulty of figure painting.

Three 10 minutes, draw a picture of a figure?

If it is said that this painting is small, then he believes it.

But if it is a large-scale figure painting, it is normal to spend a few days.

Because of his status, Li Fu also knew many masters of traditional Chinese painting, and they all agreed that traditional Chinese painting is the most difficult for figures!
If someone else said this, Li Fu turned around and left without saying a word.

However, when Qin Jun said this, he was quite looking forward to it.

Just because he has created too many miracles.

Qin Jun calmly mentioned the Shanlianhu pen, and nodded in approval.

Stained with black ink, holding a pen in one hand, slightly attached to the body, and slammed Fang Qiu!
The movements were smooth and smooth, without the slightest delay, and the fine rice paper slowly bloomed under the embellishment of ink.

The mountains and rivers are far away and the ink is left behind.

The speed is not fast, but it seems to contain a unique rhythm. Apart from dyeing the ink, Qin Jun didn't stop at all.

One stroke at a time, like an eagle's hook on an iron painting, the demeanor displayed instantly made those who laughed at him feel ashamed.

"Look, this painting looks like an ancient palace?"

"Golden and green, so dazzling!"

"My God, he can draw so vividly!"

Qin Jun ignored the intentions of these people, and focused on tracing dots on the drawing paper, splashing ink, each stroke contained passion, and each stroke had vitality.

"If there really is a genius in this world, then he is."

As the head of the Leng family, Leng Hanqiu is usually reticent, let alone speak out on his own initiative.

And from his mouth, it is rare to hear such absurd praise.

With the passage of time, Qin Jun is getting better and better, and the speed in his hands is getting faster and faster.

However, she looked at Luo Xian'er from time to time, but the movements of her hands never stopped.

A picture scroll is almost completed in an instant.

But at this time, the audience was almost suffocated!

"You're done."

Qin Jun put down his pen, as if he had done a trivial thing, "I don't know how it compares to your piece of foreign trash?"

"This... this painting is Xian'er?"

"My God, it's so beautiful!"

In fact, it was not Luo Xian'er, but his concubine Xian!

In the past, the king of Qin played the piano and the goddess danced, which caused a sensation.

The dancing posture of the fairy concubine can be said to be overwhelming, which is rare in the world.

And under the display of everyone, it is as if a real person is swaying in front of his eyes with a dance that can turn all living beings upside down.

After seeing this painting, Luo Xian'er's pretty face turned even more blushing...

What does his painting mean?
……

The sound fell, and the audience became a sensation!
Everyone spontaneously burst into thunderous applause.

"Chinese painting is expected to revive!"

Leng Hanqiu's eyes are full of horror, Qin Jun is only over seventeen, this painting is comparable to that of any master today!
Three 10 minutes, just arrived...

Xin Zhilong's complexion at this time was wonderful, turning livid for a while, and turning red for a while.

"I am a huge country in China, and the culture is extensive and profound. How can a mere barbarian like you understand it?"

"There are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky. I don't even bother to compare with this piece of foreign garbage."

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