Almighty painter

Chapter 339 Read three thousand volumes of flowers

Tea trickled down and poured into the cup.

A very thin layer of water vapor condensed on the lenses of Lao Yang's glasses.It doesn't affect his vision, but it just covers the twinkling eyes behind his lenses.

Except for the ripples and trembling of the tea.

No one can know the turmoil in Lao Yang's mood at this moment.

Tangning's arrogant and disdainful look when facing the interview camera is still vivid in her mind.Lao Yang understood that the female artist said that her "Hundred Flowers" was there, so that mediocre people who had no ability to recognize themselves could try to imitate the painting.

This is not an artistic competition or an examination of younger generations.

"When I painted this painting, I was only 20 years old, and I was just a young painter like you."

Listen.

That's a lot to say.

Tang Ning just wanted Gu Weijing to get away quickly and smoothly after the reality of his favor.

Female artists want to attack each other and crush each other.

Don’t compete again in 50 years.

Tang Ning didn't want to take any risks at all, and was prepared to use the safest and most foolproof method. At a time when the gap between the two of her was the greatest, it would leave a psychological shadow on Gu Weijing that would last a lifetime, both psychologically and technically.

Relationships are really weird things.

He was clearly speaking the most disdainful and contemptuous words, but deep down in his heart he was wary of this junior, almost to death.

In the impression, Tang Ning wore big sunglasses, and during the limited few times she spent time with him in private to talk about things, she looked up at the sparrows passing by outside the window more often than she looked at him.

In terms of dealing with people, Lin Tao is a bit old-fashioned, while Liu Ziming is the kind of man who has read a thousand sails and enjoyed all the beautiful things in the world.

Tangning was the youngest, and her aura was even stronger than that of her teacher Cao Xuan.

After Cao Xuan reached his [-]s, he returned to his true nature. Most of the time, he gave the impression to outsiders that he was a young old man with a strong spirit and a dry body.

And the female disciple he brought out with one hand was like a polished and gleaming sword.

The age of 40 is the pinnacle of a painter's career, where physical strength and mentality are perfectly combined.

She became famous too early, her education was too hard, and her net worth was too high.

Her entire career has been a magical path of sparks and lightning, destroying the confidence of any artistic genius who was unfortunate enough to be born in the same era as her.

Louis troy, the artist who is as famous as her in North America, is a disciple of the pop masters.

In the early [-]s, when Tang Ning first became famous, during a TV interview, she appeared confused several times when the host mentioned her name and asked who she was.
Therefore, this was interpreted by art critics in the United States as "This Asian girl is pretending to be stupid and taking the initiative to stir up trouble." This caused a period of scolding.

That critic must not know Tangning personally.

Otherwise just know.

She probably really isn't someone who plays the common trick of "provoking green tea" to gain traffic in the film and television industry.Back then, Tangning probably really didn't care who Louis Troy was.

In the past 20 years, he has stood out in art exhibitions.

The pride she felt from being invincible among her peers simply ignored people she looked down upon and didn't even bother to remember their names.

Tangning is definitely not an easy person to get along with, but she is very proud and pure.

Even though the two of them were worth about the same at the time, their resumes, backgrounds, and pasts were very similar on paper.

If I want to look down on you, I will really look down on you nakedly and not even spend any attention on you.

Lao Yang was suspicious.

He has known Tang Ning for so many years, and she might not be able to call her by her full name even now.

The only person in Tang Ning's life that she truly admires and admires should be her teacher Cao Xuan, who is also both her teacher and her father, right?
Mr. Cao valued Gu Weijing.

So Tangning couldn't remember Louis troy 20 years ago, and now she can't remember him, Lao Yang.

Gu Weijing was a name mentioned casually a few times by her senior brother Lin Tao, but she kept it in mind and would trample him to death whenever she got the chance.Every sentence that seems to be an understatement on the surface may have been carefully thought out, and every sentence will fall into his heart.

Cao Xuan was willing to make a bet with Gu Weijing about the Lion City Biennale. Lin Tao only thought it was a joke when he first heard about it. The old man pointed to the stars in the sky to encourage the young people.

But Tangning really cared.

Exhibition ideas and creative ideas are the painter’s biggest secrets.

In public places, in front of the media cameras, the exhibition ideas carefully prepared by others are stated in advance in front of the public.

If you do this kind of thing, you won't be wronged if someone throws acid on you while walking on the street.

When the audience comes back to think about it, they will find it more or less "weird".

This kind of behavior is neither big nor small.

It would be impossible to call Tang Ning "despicable".

After all, the gap between the two people's ranks is too big, and the public can regard them as seniors giving guidance to juniors who have gone astray.

But even if it was used as a guide, in a strict sense, what he did was really tasteless.

It will definitely have no good impact on Tangning's reputation.

Even some of my artist friends, not only superficially but deep down, feel that her handling of the matter is a little "not too particular" or even "too particular".

From now on, there is an extra layer of caution.

It is possible that she will no longer be invited to his studio as a guest.

Tang Ning is a jade worth tens of millions, while Gu Weijing is just a piece of garbage by the Yangon River.

There was a huge status gap between the two of them. If she really felt that Gu Weijing's work was a joke that would not make it to the stage, why would she do such a loss-making business that hurt the enemy a thousand times and cost herself eight hundred.

Cao Lao is among several apprentices.

Probably only Tang Ning truly believed that since the teacher was willing to bet, this young man must really have hope of winning an award at the Singapore Art Exhibition.

No matter how careless things are, she will still do them.

Now that the reputation has been slightly damaged, it is much more cost-effective than having a junior disciple in the family a few months later and having the title of closed disciple taken away by someone else.

"But some people are unreasonable."

Lao Yang put the teapot aside.

It seems... this most foolproof method seems to be on the verge of overturning now.

Lao Yang looked strange.

Deep down in their hearts, the balance of choice between Tang Ning and Gu Weijing was tilted. The moment they saw this "Wisteria Flower Picture", there was an almost undetectable wavering at the two ends with a huge difference in weight.

"Sweet-tongued? Have you seen some tricks?"

Old Cao picked up a small stack of photos in his hand, looked at them one by one, and took a sip of the tea handed over by Old Yang. He seemed to notice something from the assistant's actions, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"No, no, I don't quite understand."

Lao Yang immediately smiled and shook his head.

He did not share these thoughts with his old employer.

Whether Mr. Cao's disciple can draw or not, it is not his assistant's turn to express his opinions in front of the old man.Just a painting that makes Lao Yang's eyes shine may not be able to explain too many things. Ms. Tangning becoming the successor of the old man is also a general trend and something that the entire art world is looking forward to.

Lao Yang only knew two things.

First, when Mr. Cao sees this painting, he should not be angry anyway, and will probably agree to accept the painting.

The second is... Lao Yang didn't have an accurate idea of ​​what kind of painter would be the template for a painting agent's "dream lover".

Now Gu Weijing sent this painting.

Suddenly, he understood a little bit how Mr. Cao Xuan felt when he was working on the Shwedagon Pagoda project.

right!

It's this flavor!

Damn, it smells like Brother Gu!
This unknown background, this miraculous talent, this is the jade cabbage growing in the loess soil!Each piece of such rough jade is the gold vein that agents dream of.

I don’t know if I have such good luck.

If he encounters such an example when he becomes an agent in the future, he will pounce on him with all his teeth and claws, and take the cabbage back to his home to feed it.If other agents dared to stretch out their claws, Lao Yang would definitely bite the big pig hooves of those coquettish bitches and say nothing to stop them.

"not good."

Huh?
While Lao Yang was still lost in thought, he suddenly heard Lao Cao's critical voice.

Cao Xuan stared at the photo in his hand, flicked Gu Weijing's withdrawal with his fingertips, and shook his head dissatisfied: "It's like Bai Huakui, who is called the longevity cup every year. What does this say? You have to be considerate. , it needs to be boneless and soft, like a big fat black pig.”

When an oil painter paints a picture for his girlfriend and lover.

There are often painters who use paint to sign "Ah, my eternal love" and "Ah, my muse" in the blank corners.

However, unless the auction house authenticates the authenticity, no one will be interested in studying these signatures when appreciating oil paintings.

Traditional Chinese painting, calligraphy and painting are integrated.

Preface, postscript, signature, gift words, reflections on the collection, poems attached by descendants... These things are also part of the artistic attainments of paintings, and they account for a large proportion.

Anyone who has seen paintings in museums knows that in some ancient paintings, the main body of the painting is very small, but what really takes up the space is the words and insights of various literati who follow it.

At the same time, the calligraphy and painting model is fortunate to have inscriptions by Mi Fu and Dong Qichang on it. The artistic appreciation value of a few words is much higher than the painting itself.

in turn.

This is also the reason why Qianlong was criticized so much. This guy was the biggest collector in human history, and he was so talented that he wished he could stamp a painting and mention two lines of poetry. His artistic attainments were not very high, and he was crazy about scholars. Spraying destroyed cultural relics.

To be fair.

The quality of Qianlong's poems is really not that good, it's artificial, but the handwriting is actually very good, at least it's not unsightly. It's just that there is a gap compared with the limited Xingkai masters.

Gu Weijing's calligraphy is very poor.

Lao Yang Ting professionally cropped and enlarged the header, main body of the painting, and every detail, and printed them into photos for his convenience.

The top photo in Cao Xuan's hand contains the message Gu Weijing wrote to Mr. Cao.

Gu Weijing also practiced calligraphy, and it's not ugly at all.

You can get a lot of likes by taking photos and posting them on WeChat, but in the eyes of professionals, you haven't even started yet.

The threshold for calligraphy appreciation is much higher than that of painting.

People who do not have enough cultural literacy do not even understand what is considered a standard of beauty.

Those who are good at penmanship have many bones, those who are not good at penmanship have more flesh. Those with more bones and less flesh are called sinewers, and those with more flesh and less bones are called ink pigs.

Those who have lots of strength and abundant tendons are holy, and those who are weak and have no tendons are sick.

The only thing that Gu Weijing's ink mark has in common with the "Qiongpa Jieyu" in Tangning's Hundred Flowers Picture is that they both look like calligraphy.

Put it in the hearts of professionals like Cao Xuan.

Even if he wrote a thousand words like this one by one, they would not be as pleasing to the eyes as Xiao Ning's single word.

Cao Xuan frowned and said to Lao Yang: "Tell Gu Weijing later and ask him to practice his calligraphy. If he writes this bad calligraphy again in the future, don't give it to me. I find it embarrassing and unacceptable. Into the eyes.”

Knife mouth tofu heart.

Cao Xuan said this, but in his heart he felt a little comfortable when he saw the sentence "It's like Bai Huakui, who is called the longevity cup every year."

Older people, no matter how indifferent they are to life and death, are still happy to see auspicious words about health and longevity.

pity.

What's the use of talking, this kid, his heart is not on the right path.

He put his thoughts on studying auspicious words and focused on practicing painting in a down-to-earth manner. Cao Xuan was happy even if he didn't say these words.

If you don't speak politely and study these speculative and flattering words all day long, even if you are lucky enough to win an award at the Lion City Biennale for your innovative ideas, the old man will not bother to take a second look.

Read this section.

Mr. Cao felt that the inscription was a bit annoying, so he threw it aside, replaced it with a second photo, and began to look at the wisteria flowers painted by Wei Jing.

"Oh, young people today, could I have been wrong at first? Hiss..."

Just for a split second.

Mr. Cao's back straightened quietly, and his pupils shrank sharply.

Lao Yang has been quietly paying attention to Lao Cao's reaction, his heartbeat is racing, and he has a sense of anticipation that he is about to see the old man showing a contrasting expression that he has never seen before.

The old man used to have an air of immortality, just like a walking Bodhisattva.

It is extremely difficult to see him lose his composure. The works of the young female apprentice have been sold for hundreds of millions in Xiangjiang, and Cao Xuan also looks calm and unmoved.

Even the time I went to bed at night was the same as before. I didn't make the call until I was free at noon the next day.

The old man is very similar to Gu Weijing.

When they were young, they were all people who came from the chaotic era. Back then, they had guns put to their heads by gangsters from the Youth Gang, and they witnessed people from Chaotian Palace on Babao Street running rampant and killing progressive people in the street.

The cultivation of a state of mind that is calm and calm has reached the state of transformation.

but--

Even the old man really didn't expect that he could see such a painting here and now.

Cao Xuan has generally maintained calmness, but the study room is too quiet, and Lao Yang is always observing his employer's reaction with concentration.

and so.

He clearly really heard it. Mr. Cao just... gasped.

If you read three thousand volumes of flowers, you will know whether it is windy or rainy or sunny.

Literati who have seen many Chinese paintings of flowers, birds and landscapes can tell the climate and humidity conditions of the style copied by the painter just from the posture of a flower and leaf.

Cao Xuan's height at the peak of art is much higher than that of his assistant Lao Yang, and he can see more things at a glance.

The impact will be greater.

(End of this chapter)