My Identity As A Schoolmaster Has Been Exposed

Chapter 169: The Landscape Painting on the Wall

Xu Cong will paint on the wall today is a landscape painting!

The scene is magnificent!

There are also various perspectives!

Landscape paintings love the essence of nature and the beauty of the world, so yin and yang, obscurity, sunny and rainy, cold and hot, morning and night, day and night, etc., have a lot of fun.

Different scenes, different techniques.

But they are all based on the harmony of form and spirit, and the unity of nature and man.

The main emphasis is on expressing the author’s supervisory feelings, not focusing on perspective, not emphasizing the light and color changes of objects in nature, and not constraining on the appearance of objects.

So what Xu Cong drew at the beginning was all rounds, or this stroke, that stroke.

Seeing Lin Mengjiao and Zhou Xiuyun confused. Now Xu Cong writes God in form!

After a little outline of the places they could not understand, the overall artistic conception of the mountain came out, and they suddenly realized that Xu Cong drew this mountain!

Although there is only a small part in the upper left corner, it can be seen that it must be a mountain.

“Mountains? Little black mountains!”

Lin Mengjiao spoke nonsense solemnly.

Pippi–

Xu Cong almost spurted blood, turned his head and asked, “What do you mean?”

Lin Mengjiao immediately returned to her senses, gave a thumbs up, and praised: “The painting is good! Oh, no, it’s not Montenegro, there are some lighter ones.”

Xu Cong looked at her perfunctory, really speechless…

So they don’t understand, laymen are laymen!

This is what Montenegro Awayama, this is the distance between the front and back, okay.

never mind

Xu Cong didn’t want to explain too much, because they didn’t understand it anyway.

He was holding the brush, and he began to frustrate, swiftly, and turning. This is a common brush technique for several landscape paintings, and they naturally don’t understand it.

Zhou Xiuyun is miserable, the dishes that have just been fried are just gone!

“Hey…Xiaojiao, come and help! I’m almost too busy!”

“good!”

The two went to the kitchen again…

On Xu Cong’s side, only one-fifth of the entire wall was painted, which is part of the upper left corner.

Landscape painting emphasizes artistic conception!

Compared with other traditional Chinese paintings, landscape paintings can highlight the artistic conception and the author’s own vision.

Only when the ink is used properly can the artistic conception be better expressed.

There are thick, there are light, and the thick and the thick are mixed, rather than all the thick and all light, like a clear distinction.

As Zhou Xiuyun and Lin Mengjiao walked in and out of the kitchen, they both looked at Xu Cong’s paintings.

Except that the upper left corner was a bit like a mountain, they could see nothing else.

Zhou Xiuyun talked to Lin Mengjiao in a low voice: “In the mountain just now, did the blind cat hit the dead mouse?”

After Lin Mengjiao glanced at the wall, she spouted, “Auntie, I think Xu Cong should be a little capable. Otherwise, I can’t paint this mountain for ordinary people! Give it to me, I just can’t paint it. !”

Zhou Xiuyun gave Lin Mengjiao a white look, and said with a smile: “You Nizi, you have protected Xu Cong before you pass the door!”

brush!

Lin Mengjiao blushed and lowered her head.

Watching Xu Cong continue to paint on the wall, Zhou Xiuyun was dead, and sighed again: “Hey.”

She shook her head helplessly, what are these paintings! I can’t understand at all!

Finally, I had to turn my head and continue to work on my own affairs.

Lin Mengjiao also couldn’t understand, and her face was blank, but she still blindly believed in Xu Cong, although this belief was getting more and more bottomless.

Xu Cong, no matter what they are thinking, continue to draw their own.

Lift the pen to outline, the brush has also changed from small to large! From top to bottom, from left to right.

As Xu Cong raised his hand, the ink was well-proportioned. Zhou Xiuyun and Lin Mengjiao passed by from time to time.

His face was blank, and his eyes were puzzled.

once…

twice…

three times…

The sky is almost dark, and I don’t know how many times they have visited.

When Zhou Xiuyun and Lin Mengjiao passed by again, they were suddenly shocked.

!!!

Fuck!!!

What the hell?

“This, this…”

“How come it became a painting at once!”

“That’s not right! We just passed by a minute ago, and there is nothing on the wall! Why did it suddenly become a painting?”

Zhou Xiuyun circled in confusion, she stopped and stepped forward.

The white wall in front of you is really a painting now! A veritable painting!

It was the same piece before, and the uneven scribble suddenly became a landscape painting.

There are mountains!

Someone!

There are cliffs!

There are waterfalls!

There are trees!

There are rivers!

cloudy!

There are birds!

There is a flat boat!

The artistic conception is far-reaching!

It’s like those ancient Chinese landscape paintings on TV. Although Zhou Xiuyun doesn’t understand it, she still has seen it.

Whether it looks good or not, she can still see it. She stammered at Xu Cong and asked, “This, this son, how come this is a painting?~~!”

Perplexed, Zhou Xiuyun looked a little stunned.

“This, this…!”

In her senses, this is like an ugly duckling, in Xu Cong’s writing, it suddenly becomes a white swan!

I can’t believe it at all!

And this is the transformation completed under Zhou Xiuyun’s eyelids!

“Xiaojiao, you pinch me!”

“Auntie, don’t pinch, this is real, not a dream! Xu Cong painted it!”

With the presentation of the entire picture, Xu Cong’s landscape painting has a profound artistic conception and a magnificent momentum! From a distance, the river is surging, and a flat boat is approaching the wind.

There are rugged cliffs and trees on both sides of the river.

“So be it!”

Xu Cong looked at the masterpiece in front of him and said, then dropped the paintbrush and picked up the phone. Xu Cong took a photo and sent it to Moments.

After the phone was put aside, Xu Cong went to wash it. He is now covered with paint.

But it doesn’t matter what the photo is sent to the circle of friends, it immediately caused a sensation.

Wu Liubai, Qian Yuejiang, Sun Jianhua, Lin Xiyuan, and even Gong Changqing, they all have Xu Cong’s friends, and Xu Cong’s WeChat friends were specially added before.

Wu Liubai was the first to see it, he liked it first, and then left a comment: “Magnificent!”

Qian Yuejiang was the second one, “Like! Like! Like!”

It’s almost crazy to hit 6666, or 9999, 6 turned over!

Then came Sun Jianhua: “The style is powerful and broad, vigorous and fresh, and the pen is strong! Vigorous!”

Gong Changqing: “Ms. Xu’s paintings give people a natural and expressive feeling! The realm is elegant! The style is unique!”

All of them boast about their experience.

Sun Jianhua felt that his evaluation was not enough, and he commented: “The mountains are majestic, the mountains are upright, and the majestic. The jungle on the top of the mountain is lush, and the waterfall in the depths of the valley is like a line, flowing hundreds of feet.”

“The huge rock under the mountain is abrupt, and the forest is straight. In the foreground of the picture, the river is rushing, and there are people traveling along the mountain trail, adding life to the quiet forest!”

This is not enough. Sun Jianhu still made a grimace at the place where Wu Liubai and Qian Yuejiang commented.

This is to show contempt!

These little old men are really cute and interesting.

He even chatted with Wu Liubai privately and said to him: “Xiao Wu! Are you too stingy with your own evaluation?”

Wu Liubai looked at the phone, he was silly: “???”

“Lao Sun, what do you mean! I am much better than Lao Qian!”

Sun Jianhua was so angry that he outputted to the screen of the phone: “You are also a big man anyway, that’s the vocabulary?”

Wu Liubai continued to reply to him: “But Sun Lao, don’t forget, I don’t know this painting very well! If you talk crazy about it, I will be happy!”

Sun Jianhua started a discussion group and brought them all in.

Qian Yuejiang was so confused and sent a message: “This…? Old Wu, what’s the matter?”

Wu Liubai: “Lao Sun pulled it.”

Qian Yuejiang: “???”