I Hand over Antiques to the Museum

　　"When I add what Mr. Zhou said, ask Mr. Zhou to sign your name."

　　Zhou Wen: "Okay! When Duan Lao you are done, I have something to tell you."

　　Duan Junping nodded heavily. Now he is thinking about integrating the dynamic into the static, and he will wait until he finishes revising the painting first.

　　"The anchor brother also knows so much about paintings?"

　　"I can't hide it any more, the anchor's little brother pointed a word, which directly improved the artistic conception of Duan Lao's paintings by at least one level!"

　　"Fuck you! Everyone knows this, okay?"

　　"What else is there to know about the anchor brother? He knows treasures, calligraphy is precious, and now he understands paintings, I'll go!"

　　"Excellent man, why not me?"

　　"You are only suitable for making excellent salted fish..."

　　"Although I didn't understand it, it seems to be very powerful!"

　　"..."

　　Duan Junping thought it was easy to modify the painting, but after looking at the painting, he did not write for a long time.

　　In the end, Duan Junping gave up.

　　He was afraid that he would destroy the painting, so he looked at Zhou Wen.

　　"Mr. Zhou, could you please help me to revise it, please?"

　　"Elder Duan, aren't you afraid that I will destroy your paintings?"

　　Shaking his head, Duan Junping said: "Mr. Zhou can see the problem, but others can't, and I don't know it myself."

　　"This shows that your painting skills, Mr. Zhou, are still better than mine. I believe in you."

　　Zhou Wen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he did get the Danqing Dacheng reward, but he hadn't practiced it yet.

　　If you are not careful, you will destroy Duan Junping's top painting in the Chinese painting competition...

　　Shen Peng: "Don't hesitate, Mr. Zhou, I also believe in you, this painting

　　I have seen it many times, and many famous painters have seen it. "

　　"No one has found the problem. If Mr. Zhou can find the problem, he must have superb painting skills!"

　　Academician Liu: "Since Duan Lao invited me, Mr. Zhou will do me a favor and open our eyes."

　　When Zhou Wen saw the big guys talking, he had to say, "You guys asked me to add a few more strokes, but I can agree. If you destroy the artistic conception of this painting, don't blame me, Mr. Duan."

　　Duan Junping: "I believe in you, even if it's really destroyed, it's nothing. It's a big deal to draw a picture again!"

　　Row!

　　Zhou Wen meets Duan Junpingjian

　　Holding, agreed to Duan Junping's request.

　　And asked Duan Junping to bring Taizong's jade brush and use Qianlong Chengni inkstone to polish the ink!

　　After the ink was enough, Zhou Wen started writing.

　　In this instant, Zhou Wen, you have changed.

　　It's still the same Zhou Wen as before, but his temperament has completely changed.

　　If you really want to describe it, it's a bit like the temperament of the well-known talent Tang Yin!

　　That verve, that gesture of writing, reappears very much like the talented Tang Yin!

　　(month day to month day)

Chapter 56 The finishing touch is lifelike [4 more flowers]

　　"Am I wrong, why do you feel that the anchor has completely changed?"

　　"No! You are indeed mistaken. The anchor has not changed a person, but has become an aloof and ethereal immortal!"

　　"How can there be such a man in the world, I'm so fat, I only bought ten pieces and it's not enough!"

　　"My grandfather is a tough guy. He was robbed by five or six people back then, and he killed those guys with blood all over his body, but now he is kneeling here with me, mumbling words."

　　"The temple has been repaired for three thousand years, and I have left the mountains to dye the red dust for you!"

　　"Through reincarnation, I am alone

　　People, just because you haven't appeared, and now you have appeared, I won't pretend, see you at the Civil [Text] Bureau! "

　　"..."

　　After Zhou Wen wrote the pen, everyone was stunned.

　　Duan Junping, a famous calligrapher and a famous painter, were all shocked by Zhou Wen's changes.

　　What kind of aura is this?

　　exile?

　　Xianjun?

　　Or is it the reappearance of the four ancient geniuses, the calligrapher, and the immortal in wine?

　　The person is still the same person, but the temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes.

　　such a huge change

　　, Rao is Duan Junping and they are people who have seen the world, and it is still difficult to suppress the shock.

　　Duan Junping: "Am I not mistaken? How can Mr. Zhou have changed so much, and he actually said that he can't draw. I believe it."

　　Academician Liu: "Old Duan, you still don't know Mr. Zhou, he is just humble."

　　"It's like he said that he knew a little about Jianbao, but I couldn't keep up with it."

　　【sentence】Long: "Mr. Zhou, I don't care about money, Mr. Ma, Boss Wang, a small target of [-] million, I don't know his wife, Mr. Liu."

　　"The four major [low-key people] in China,

　　Just listen to it at home. "

　　Shen Peng: "Everyone, Mr. Zhou is about to write. I have a hunch that as he starts, this painting will definitely go up a few grades."

　　"Old Duan is going to make a lot of money, should I bring over my own paintings and let Mr. Zhou add a few more?"

　　Liu Dawei: "You can go get it, but it depends on whether Mr. Zhou is willing to add a few strokes to you. Your face will not be so big."

　　Shen Peng: "..."

　　He also understands that whether it is to write good words or draw a good picture, inspiration is needed and the state is achieved.

　　In no state, yes

　　It is impossible to draw a good picture and write a good character.

　　Zhou Wen wrote, and everyone craned their necks.

　　I thought that Zhou Wen would slowly write one stroke after another, overlapping to improve the artistic conception of the picture.

　　But they guessed wrong, because Zhou Wen moved quickly.

　　The dragon flying and the phoenix dance without a trace, and the pen flies like a god!

　　The place where Zhou Wen started to add his pen was on the grass.

　　I saw Zhou Wen's hand trembling constantly, the tip of the pen didn't seem to be on the scroll, but the grass on the scroll had changed.

　　Duan Junping's eyes widened a little bit, as if he had seen a ghost.

　　"Impossible! How is this possible!"

　　Academician Liu: "Old Duan, what's wrong?"

　　Duan Junping kept shaking his head: "Impossible, how could such a thing happen? This is a legendary skill that has long been lost."

　　"Mr. Zhou can do it, am I dreaming?"

　　Liu Dawei said excitedly: "Old Duan is right, Mr. Zhou seems to have really mastered that skill."

　　"Unbelievable, is this a miracle?"

　　Hou Dechang: "Elder Duan, Lao Liu, what kind of riddles are you playing?"

　　"What's

　　Why don't you just say it directly, really, half-talking, deliberately trying to catch our appetite? "

　　Duan Junping: "There are four realms in painting. My husband will talk about it."

　　The lowest level is to see what the painting is, whether it looks like it or not, which belongs to the realm of people who are new to painting.

　　The second level is to draw from the visual experience and spiritual feeling.

　　If you can paint from the level of visual experience and emotion.

　　For example, feel that the picture brings you a sense of beauty, or brings memories, moves, surprises, and even terror.

　　The third level, the painting technique

　　Reflection, skills and methods.

　　Painting skills are what we often call basic painting skills, an ability to draw what you want to draw.

　　But the basic skills are also the most difficult, and it is only when the physical and spiritual resemblance is achieved that this level is truly reached.

　　The fourth level, from ancient times to the present, belongs to the legend, no one has done it, or only one allusion has done it.

　　That is the story of the finishing touch, so this fourth level, we also call the finishing touch, gives the painting the soul!

　　Having said that, Duan Junping stopped and continued to speak.

　　because he knew, said

　　After watching Zhou Wen's revised picture after so much, they will understand why they say this.

　　Academician Liu stared at the scroll, the grass that had been completed by Zhou Wentian, his face full of shock.

　　"Old Duan, I understand what you mean, put the finishing touches and give the painting a soul, Mr. Zhou... I did it!"