Chapter 170 Old Sun Isn’t Calm Anymore!

Sun Jianhua began to tell them about this painting in the group at this time: “I took a closer look at this magnificent landscape painting of Teacher Xu. The chest is magnificent and the brushwork is strong. He used the panoramic high-level composition and the ink accumulation method. !”

“Set off the danger and toughness of the rocks!”

“Painting a mountain is a mountain! Painting a water is water!”

“In ancient times, there was also a painter who used his indomitable composition to highlight the majestic momentum. The two methods are very similar.”

Wu Liubai chatted with Qian Yuejiang privately, and asked, “Is Lao Sun stunned?”

Qian Yuejiang: “I think it’s a bit like!”

These two are like students in the classroom where the teacher is giving lectures and whispering.

Sun Jianhua yelled in the discussion group and saw that no one was following, so he said: “Why are you silent? You said you don’t understand, I will give you science!”

“If you understand, please comment! What do you mean for such a good work? Don’t you make Teacher Xu chill?”

“Do you still want to let Teacher Xu go on the road of literature in the future!”

The two saw Sun Jianhua’s posture, he seemed to be Xu Cong’s number one fan! Iron fan!

Literature, Xu Cong is good! Calligraphy and painting, Xu Cong is good too!

There are many things that the layman can be lively, and the insider can watch the doorway.

It is precisely because Sun Jianhua knows so much and knows so much that he cherishes Xu Cong more and more.

He cherishes Xu Cong and is more careful than cherishing his own wings and life.

“I know if you want to say that I am too exaggerated! But this painting is no worse than those of the Chinese Painting Association! Besides, I don’t know if you have discovered that Xu Cong’s painting is very big, at least three meters. ”

Wu Liubai: “???”

Qian Yuejiang: “Is it that big?”

Sun Jianhua hates that iron cannot be made into steel, and continued to say to them: “Also, this painting is not painted on paper! It is on the wall! There are many details on the side, please pay attention to it!”

Because he cherishes Xu Cong, and Xu Cong is really awesome, he has refreshed Sun Jianhua’s three views and cognition time and time again, so he is even more excited.

Wu Liubai and Qian Yuejiang looked confidently and seriously, and found that they were really painted on the wall.

They also know that drawing on the wall is completely different from drawing on paper.

It is far more difficult to render the whole picture so perfect than drawing on paper.

The difficulty must be at least two higher!

One is a flat surface, and the other is ninety degrees perpendicular. This point alone is much worse.

There is also a big gap between uneven walls and paper.

In addition, the progress of the ink color, the embellishment of the color, and the dosage are completely different from those on the paper.

If you don’t have certain experience, painting on the wall will definitely be useless.

Sun Jianhua couldn’t help but started again: “In this painting, Xu Cong’s brushstroke is cold, and it outlines the steep and cut edges of the rocks, perfectly shaping the back lines and texture of the rock mass.”

“`When adding a brush pen on the outline and inside, leave a little blank along the edge to express the sense of mountain-shaped bumps and to depict the indestructible character of the northern mountains and rocks like iron and steel.”

“Whether it is a mountain or a dense forest, the ink is dignified and thick, and there is a strong, majestic and compelling momentum.”

“In front of this aura, the bright light during the day seems to be flat, and it becomes dimmed when pressed, giving people a deep aesthetic feeling like a mountain in the night, with a deep black middle layer.”

Sun Jianhua spoke endlessly.

“The majestic atmosphere, Shen Xiong Gaoguo! As it is!”

Wu Liubai: “Ashamed!”

Qian Yuejiang: “Learned!”

But in private, these two people said, “Please, old man, please let us go!”

In the end, Sun Jianhua severely criticized the two of them: “Take out one or two of your sentences! Don’t be ashamed of Teacher Xu’s circle of friends!”

Wu Liubai: “Yes!”

Qian Yuejiang: “Go now!”

Sun Jianhua: “One of you is a professor and the other is an academic. That’s it?”



Despised again!

In front of Sun Jianhua, these two are still far behind, and he is qualified to teach, whether it is age or knowledge, they are ashamed.

Wu Liubai and Qian Yuejiang had no choice but to say: “I would like to listen to the teachings of Lao Sun!”

Wu Liubai was very uncomfortable. He just wanted to ask Gong Changqing to educate him, but he wrote a lot of comments under Xu Cong.

This made Wu Liubai speechless and miscalculated.

“Forget it! Deleted, let’s summarize Lao Sun’s comments and post it!”

Wu Liubai summed up, Qian Yuejiang also summed up, and they both posted it almost at the same time.

“Ding! Ding! Ding!”

At the dinner table, Xu Cong’s cell phone kept ringing. Lin Mengjiao saw that he didn’t respond, so she reminded: “You have news.”

Xu Cong was eating, and said to her, “You show me.”

Lin Mengjiao took a cursory look, and then said: “A few people are commenting on your circle of friends. Looking at your profile picture, it seems that you are very old!”

“One is Wu Liubai, the other is Qian Yuejiang, and there is also Sun Jianhua. I feel like they are bragging about you! Xu Cong! There is also Gong Changqing!”

“Hey! Are you the comments you paid for? Look at these people, the comments are so fake!”

“Two other people commented almost the same!”

Xu Cong turned his head and looked at it. It was true that Wu Liubai and Qian Yuejiang’s comments were almost the same.

He took the phone and sent a message to Wu Liubai and Qian Yuejiang.

Wu Liubai and Qian Yuejiang were dumbfounded at the same time, and they noticed that their comments were very similar to each other’s.

Xu Cong: “What’s the matter? It doesn’t look like you guys copied each other!”

Wu Liubai explained: “Don’t mention it! Now that Sun Lao has become your number one fan, we are forced to give you serious comments! He also gave us a class and opened a special discussion group!”

“The screenshot is sent to you, look at it.”

Xu Cong smiled after seeing it.

“That’s okay? Old Sun is too hard, right!”

“In fact, I feel a little sense of accomplishment when I post this thing. After all, I drew it in an hour, not for showing off!”

Wu Liubai: “Xu Cong, we know what you are like. Wait, how long did you say you painted it?”

“One hour!”

Wu Liubai: “How big is the painting?”

Xu Cong: “It’s about three meters high. My bungalow is not as high as the residential buildings in the city, so it’s higher.”

“In terms of length, this wall is about four meters long!”

Three meters by four meters, a painting of twelve squares! You only took an hour?

Wu Liubai immediately sent a message to Sun Jianhua: “Lao Sun, Xu Cong drew twelve squares in one hour. What level is this in the Chinese painting circle?”

Sun Jianhua: “I’m not sure about this. Some people paint very mediocre. One hour is fine, but…”

Wu Liubai: “Lao Sun, please speak up.”

Sun Jianhua: “I saw a friend paint. It took four hours to finish the painting. The area of ​​the painting is a bit smaller than Xu Cong’s, and he painted on paper.”

“My friend, a contemporary Chinese painter, many of his works were presented to foreign guests as a national gift.”

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