Royal Master Painter

Chapter 39 Returning
Jiang Lian also learned from the little devil and the old ghost that he actually stayed in that mysterious space for four full days. When he thought that the Gongsheng exam was about to end, Jiang Li ran all the way.

Hurrying slowly, finally arrived on board at the last moment.

He Qingzhi was a little surprised at first, but he let him board the boat without saying anything.

Song Yu showed joy when he saw Jiang Li, but Su Kou didn't feel anything, and he died just by chance.

"I told you you wouldn't die so easily"

Song Yu was still a little sad at first, but now it disappeared immediately.

"I can still live," Jiang Greed said with a smile.

"I hope we can have a safe journey back home," Song Yu secretly prayed.

"Don't worry, there won't be any danger on the way back"

Sanchuankou can't hide anything from Fang Xiang Yedi, as long as he doesn't make trouble, the world will be peaceful here.

Lin Wanxi also breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Jiang Li. She felt a little pity for Jiang Li when she heard that Jiang Li was buried on the cliff.

"Is your painting finished?" Lin Wanxi asked.

The smile on Jiang Greed's face froze, he forgot, forgot completely!

For the first two days, I was only thinking about running for my life, and then I went to the Yin-Yang Dao, and now I realize that I am here for the exam!
"You haven't painted yet, have you?" Song Yu asked.

"These days I'm only thinking about escaping death, I'm painting now"

"Is it still possible?"

It is not a simple matter to learn from nature, even if it is to trace the scene, it will take two or three days, how can it be too late now.

“Hopefully it will catch up”

"Even if I can catch up, how can I paint when the ship's body is shaking and I can't even hold the pen steady?" Lin Wanxi asked.

"It's up to God whether it's perfect or not"

It took two days to go upstream when I came here, but the way back went smoothly, and I could reach Lin'an City in the afternoon if I set off in the morning.

Jiang Li locked himself in the room, and kept reviewing the scenery he encountered at Sanchuankou in his mind.

What can be called shocking is the Orchid Grass flower field, which has been described by Song Yu, and the rest is the waterfall that hangs down when he fell off the cliff.

"Just draw that waterfall!"

This is the most spectacular waterfall that Jiang Li has ever seen. The sound of the flying water is like thunder, and the white clouds hold their waists, and they begin to recall every detail in their minds.

It is not easy to make high-quality paintings in such a short period of time. The most important thing right now is to race against time.

Spread out the drawing paper for the exam, and just as Jiang Li picked up the pen, the boat shook from side to side.

The first thing to pay attention to in painting is a stable character. If you can't stabilize your pen, it will be difficult to write.

"How can the water flow be stabilized?"

Jiang Li was a little anxious, but as soon as he finished speaking, the originally turbulent Sanchuan water began to flow smoothly. Jiang Li was stunned for a while, then remembered who was under the sunken ship at Sanchuankou, and he was overjoyed and hurried to paint.

Jiang Li's painting skills are superb, and he moves freely on the drawing paper. Usually, it takes about two hours to do a normal painting, but this time because it is a painting for the Gongsheng exam, he did it very seriously.

Sometimes he closes his eyes and meditates, sometimes he writes intently. When the painting is about to end, Jiang Li hears cheers outside and is about to dock.

"It's over soon, let the boat slow down"

The water at the mouth of Sanchuan originally flowed from north to south, but in front of the bow of the boat encountered a turbulent flow from south to north. After the waters from both sides converged, the boat got stuck in the middle and could not advance or retreat.

He Qingzhi was standing at the bow of the boat. He had never seen such a situation before, but when he thought about what happened at Sanchuankou, it was not surprising.

After a stalemate for about half an hour, Jiang Li pushed open the door, and the boat began to move forward slowly. At this time, Jiang Li had some understanding of the supernatural powers of who was crossing the shipwreck.

The painting was finished, but it was a little hasty, and Jiang Li was not very satisfied with some places, but it was not difficult to pass the Gongsheng exam.

The ship docked near Shanglin Academy, and the dean Feng Boyong and prefect Lin Fan were already waiting.

"Qingzhi, why did you come back so late?" Feng Boyong asked.

"I encountered some strange things on the way, which delayed the time"

"Since this is the case, let's speed up. After you and I have judged all the paintings, this year's Gongsheng examination will be over," Lin Fan said.

"All the students of Shanglin Academy, now submit your paintings one by one, and the three of us will judge together.

Only the top three will be selected in this symbiosis exam, and the top three will represent me going to Qingdu to prepare for the Wenfu exam in spring next year."

Feng Boyong represents the Shanglin Academy, Lin Fan represents the Lin Ancheng official, and He Qingzhi represents the Wenfu. The three people's joint review is very fair.

One is to check whether the painting is sealed, and the other is to check whether it is an examination paper with special marks.

As Feng Boyong's student, Zhang Ji was the first to step on stage and walk in front of the three of them.

"Teacher, prefect, sir, the students have benefited a lot from Sanchuankou this time, and they made the Sanchuan stone map"

After the picture scroll is unfolded, the mountains and rocks are piled up with hundreds of grasses, and the rocks are very mature and complete in terms of volume, texture and structure.

After Zhang Ji's spiritual power was injected, the mountains and rocks in the painting appeared in front of everyone, making the surrounding environment a little more quiet.

"As expected of Dean Feng's student, he has made middle-grade paintings at a young age, not bad"

He Qingzhi nodded. There are not many middle-grade paintings at this age, and they are very likely to pass the Wenfu exam.

Even Feng Boyong himself was very satisfied.

"The mountains and rocks you made in the past were only precipitous, but now you can realize that the mountains and rocks still have a quiet state, and you can put the exquisitely carved rocks in the picture scroll. It seems that you have gained a lot from learning from nature this time."

Zhang Ji was a little proud, he was even a little confident that he could successfully climb to the top with this medium-grade rock scroll, leaving Lin Wanxi behind.

When Zhang Ji left, everyone looked at Lin Wanxi. Compared to these geniuses, they were just a foil.

Lin Wanxi took the painting to the stage, and Lin Fan had a smile on his face. Even though Zhang Ji's performance was a bit unexpected, Lin Fan expected that her daughter would still be at the top of the list.

"Wanxi, what are you painting this time?"

Even He Qingzhi was very polite. In his opinion, it was a pity that someone like Lin Wanxi, who was considered a genius in Wenfu, joined Shanglin Academy. If Lin Fan didn't take care of his old friend Feng Boyong's face, Lin Wanxi would not be able to stay in Shanglin Academy.

"Pictures of Rare Birds"

After the scroll is unfolded, there are crawling crickets, morning glory exploring the way, flying insects flapping thin wings, and birds preying on them!
"The lines of the birds are smooth and firm, not limited to the center strokes, but can be seen in all kinds of brush strokes, such as flipping and dragging the brush, which is a high level of painting skills.

The coloring is done with a very fine brush, almost no ink stains, but it is dyed in blue, which is the magic of pigments.

The postures in the painting are different, standing still, flying, talking to each other, or pecking, lively and lively, as small as a bean, as big as a child's finger, crawling, or spreading wings.

In particular, the most difficult part of this painting is the expression of the texture of the bird feathers and insect wings. The brushwork is like drawing silk, and the brushstrokes are precise and relentless. This silky hair method must have been taught by the prefect. "

After reading it, He Qingzhi praised repeatedly. He had never seen Zhao Suixian or Lu Jing's paintings, but he expected the difference to be the same.

"The anger is far away, the ashes are not dead, and the nature is created wonderfully"

Feng Boyong stroked his beard and smiled happily. He was at the bottom of Shanglin Academy for many years, but now with Lin Wanxi he can finally feel proud.

Lin Wanxi's spiritual power is poured into the painting, and the birds, insects and beasts come out of the painting, vivid and lifelike!
"A medium-quality painting, one painting has many spirits, it seems that the No.1 of Shanglin Academy this year must be Lingmei"

Hearing He Qingzhi's compliment, Lin Fan smiled, and there was one more expectation in his heart, and that was Jiang Greed!
After Zhang Ji and Lin Wanxi, other talents began to display their paintings in order. Lin Fan, He Qingzhi, and Feng Boyong were all famous painters, and they could tell good from bad at a glance.

Every time you look at it and shake your head, it means it's over, and if you meet something that's not bad, just dial a few words.

(End of this chapter)