How Far Can I Go With One Liter Of Gas, I Refuse To Carry When I Get Angry

Curator He quickly stood up to ease the embarrassment: "Everyone, everyone! I am the main person in charge of this art exhibition. My surname is He. Please don't gather around here to avoid accidents!"

As soon as the words came out.

Everyone looked over.

After all, it is the organizer.

How much to give some face.

However, there was no movement at the scene.

It's as if Lin Yang looks better than the art exhibition.

Such a scene made Curator He's heart sink and he felt bad.

Before he could continue to persuade.

Master Fang next to him was not happy: "This is an art exhibition, a place to display art. You are surrounded by a simulated portrait artist. Is this also called art?"

"Have you forgotten the original intention of participating in the art exhibition?"

I thought this sentence would work.

As a result, some people immediately retorted: "What is art? Art is not just for viewing. In our opinion, what Lin Yang paints is art, and it is art that is appreciated with the heart!

As soon as this remark came out, there was applause at the scene.

"good!"

"well said!"

"That sums it up well!"

"This is not art, what is it? Is art just something you can't understand?"

Master Fang's face turned livid.

It never occurred to me that I would come to a prefecture-level city to act aggressive.

The result was slapped in the face.

Can he bear it?

He can't beat the masses, but he can't beat Lin Yang?

No matter what portraitist you are.

When it comes to painting, he doesn't believe that he can't crush a young man.

So he turned his head to look at Lin Yang: "Young man, I, Fang Pi, as a personal apprentice of Teacher Li Mingming, challenge you to make friends through painting!!"

Wow~~

This sentence carries too much weight.

Everyone was shocked when they heard that he was Li Mingming's personal disciple!

Li tomorrow, what is that?

Everyone present today, who is not here for Li tomorrow.

The top boss in the Chinese painting world!

His personal apprentice, which one is not a top painter. The unqualified person in front of "Two Five Three" turned out to be his apprentice.

Who would have thought of this.

Now, such an awesome character wants to challenge the young man in front of him.

Although they all sneered at this, they felt that he was bullying the small with the big.

But dare not speak out.

After all, he is Li Mingming's apprentice, so that's where his status lies!

Fang Pi looked at everyone's expressions and surprises, and reported back!

This effect is what I want.

Seeing that Lin Yang didn't speak, he smiled again and asked, "How is it? Don't say I'm bullying the small, you don't need any punishment if you lose, just let them disperse. As for whether you want to stay and visit, you are up to you." random."

This can be said to be watertight.

In other words, Lin Yang will not lose anything if he loses.

It seems so.

But the benefits of square skin are much more.

First of all, he can show his face when the master comes.

It also solves the problem!

Kill two birds with one stone.

Lin Yang turned his head and glanced at the confident Fang Pi.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Oh? Then you lost? What's the price?"

"Me? Impossible, I can't lose!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a lot of noise at the scene.

Lin Yang stretched out his index finger and shook it: "Do you think if you were me, you would agree?"

"This..." Fang Pi's face was red and blue.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and said: "I lost? I will apologize to you if I lose!"

Lin Yang sneered: "What is the use of your apology? Is it good for me?"

"Then what do you want?"

"It's okay, if you lose, just squat on the ground and imitate three cock crows!"

Hear the bet.

Everyone around laughed.

Fang Pi took a deep breath and nodded solemnly: "Okay, I promise you!"

"Let's start now? In order to save time, let's draw a simpler one, and then let everyone evaluate it, how about it?"

Lin Yang shrugged: "Up to you!"

[Crazy! Lin Yang is irrational, that person is really frankly unqualified, he is so old, he even compares painting with a young man, he just said it. 】

[I became angry from embarrassment, and was hit by Lin Yang. But I still think Lin Yang is a bit irrational, just ignore him, it is really better than painting, how can it be better than this is not as simple as drawing a few sketches. 】

[Anyway, at least I admire Lin Yang's courage to face hard steel. Everyone sitting here, no, everyone, I guess no one would dare to be so hard. 】

[Let's take a look first, maybe Lin Yang can give some surprises. Although he drew simple sketches just now, I can see that his skills are very deep, even if he is better than that person, the difference should not be too big. 】

Fang Pi asked curator He next to him to help him get a set of tools for landscape painting.

A painting table, a blanket, a piece of rice paper, pen, ink and inkstone, etc., are all ready.

However, Lin Yang just asked loudly: "Who brought the basketball today? Lend me to use it."

The voice just fell.

Immediately someone stood up.

"I just took it with me to play basketball in the afternoon!"

Lin Yang said with a smile: "Can you please take it and lend me it? It will be fine in a while."

"Okay, no problem, I'll get it first!"

Hear Lin Yang's words.

The audience around were dumbfounded.

Why do you need basketball for painting?

Is it hard to draw a basketball?

Even if you draw basketball to death, you can’t draw better than Li Mingming’s apprentice!

Everyone at the scene sighed and kept shaking their heads.

"Hey... nine times out of ten I will lose."

"I really can't figure out, what's so good about drawing a basketball, is it possible that he wants to draw a sketch?"

"How can sketching win over traditional Chinese painting? It's not at the same level!"

"A master compares painting with a young man, and he loses his face."

Just when everyone thought Lin Yang was going to draw a sketch.

He also asked the waiter to help him get a set of traditional Chinese painting tools.

Everyone was completely dumbfounded.

"Isn't it? Painting a basketball in ink? What's he thinking!"

"Isn't this shit, I've never seen anyone paint a basketball with ink.

...

Soon, the tools on both sides are ready.

The kind man also brought the basketball over.

At this point, the painting officially begins.

Fang Pi closed his eyes and kept brewing.

And Lin Yang picked up the brush and drew an oval directly on the rice paper.

From coarse to fine.

The ending seems to be disconnected, and it looks like the feeling of light shining on it.

But the audience at the scene was even more confused!

"What's the situation? This is also called basketball?"

"This... this is not round at all, and it's still small, it looks like... like an egg, what do you think!"

"Hey.. It's over. A basketball can be painted like an egg. Do you still expect him to surpass the master?"

At this time, the master is still brewing.

Lin Yang's second stroke directly pressed on the lower right side of the egg and rotated upwards.

From thick to thin, from dark to light.

Seems like a simple stroke.

But the three-dimensional effect of the basketball...egg was drawn!

Just when everyone didn't know why.

Lin Yang suddenly ran to the left side of the egg and started drawing.

For the first stroke, the tip of the pen should face down, and press back, from thin to thick, from light to dark.

The second stroke is to deepen and widen.

For the third stroke, add a rice grain-sized dot on each side of its front end.

And a pointy head in the middle.

followed by dot, dot, dot

The first stroke is the heaviest, and the subsequent strokes become lighter in turn.

Add two scissor tails at the end.

Now everyone finally understands!!!

It's shrimp!

river prawns!!

Sure enough, Lin Yang added hooked legs, eyes, and slender claws and beards to it.

So far, a complete river prawn has been drawn.

Lin Yang picked up the brush and breathed a sigh of relief.

He smiled and said, "Draw it!"

Hear this sentence.

Master Fang, who was still brewing next to him, suddenly woke up.

Looking carefully at Lin Yang's words, he almost burst out laughing.

"You call this painting too?"

"While drawing a shrimp, draw an egg at the same time...uh...basketball!"

"Is this also called painting?"

"Everyone, I want to ask, do I still need to meet?"

Lin Yang was not angry when he heard his ridicule.

Instead, he suddenly realized.

"Yes yes yes!! You reminded me right!"

"This is indeed not a complete painting, there is one stroke missing.

I saw him pick up the brush again, and pointed a line on the tail of the shrimp.

Then attach to the egg on the right and wrap around.

"Good job! The painting is finished!"

The scene was in a state of confusion at the moment!

Everyone is dumbfounded!

"What is this? Shrimp crap???"

"Didn't he draw a basketball? Why did he draw it like a shrimp!"

"This...is this considered a painting!!"

"He can't draw the basketball well, just pretend it's an egg!!"

【Qi】+1+1+1+1....

【I can’t stop laughing, this guy is intentionally playing with people’s mentality, this is not called painting, this is called spoofing!】

[Let’s say you are laymen, laymen like us can see the difference in this painting, this egg, Zhu Suiyuanrun, this line is so straight, this

Fuck! I can't make this up. 】

【No problem, at least in terms of speed, Lin Yang won, right? Who said this is not a complete painting, I can tell it's crap at a glance!】

[If this wins, I'll just give away that painting. 】

on site.

Lin Yang asked back: "You say I am not painting, so what is painting?"

As soon as the words came out.

Fang Pi was stunned.

Indeed!

There are good and bad paintings, and if the painting is not good, it is also a painting.

Why should it be judged that it is not a painting based on good or bad?

He didn't speak, but took the initiative to walk to Lin Yang and picked up the painting on his desk and looked at it.

Don't say it, judging from the strokes above.

Lin Yang must know how to draw.

It's just this pair of shrimp crap, it does look a little nonsense.

at this moment.

At the entrance, an old man walked over accompanied by several young people.

An exclamation was heard on the spot!

"Master Li is here!"

Wow~~

The scene was shaken.

Everyone looked over.

The audience at the entrance also took the initiative to give way.

The scene boiled unprecedentedly for a time.

Many people are very excited just seeing Li tomorrow.

However at this time.

Li Mingming accidentally saw the painting in Fang Pi's hand...

Look surprised!

He hurried over to observe it.

Immediately afterwards, he asked in a surprised tone: "Fang Pi, did you... draw this?"

Fang Pi hastily waved his hand:

"No no no...not me!"

The voice did not fall.

Li Mingming said in shock: "You can draw such a picture? You, you, you... you..."

Fang Pi panicked immediately.

Quickly explained: "Teacher, listen to me..."

"I declare...from today...you are a teacher!!"

"Huh?..․Uh...um?? what?"

Before Fang Pi had time to explain, he heard this inexplicable sentence.

For a moment, I was stunned and couldn't react.

Li Mingming smiled and took the painting and admired it carefully.

While admiring, he showed a gratified smile.

"Good!! Good!! Good!! What a good work!!"

"Fang Pi!! I didn't expect your level to be lower than mine!!"

"It seems that for so many years, the rumors about you outside are not true...you worked hard!!"

"This drawing is really good."

Everyone present was dumbfounded!

I only heard Li Mingming talking to himself in praise.

"This egg seems to be two strokes, but this egg is not simple."

"Drawing eggs is simple, but there are no two identical eggs in the world. Even if it is the same egg, the eggs you see are different from different viewing angles and different lights.

"To draw an egg well, one must observe it carefully and learn to draw it from different angles. This is the basic skill of learning how to draw."

"From this egg, I can see that your basic skills have surpassed most people.

"The best thing is this shrimp. It has the style of old Qi, but it is a little different."

"One shrimp can fully display its liveliness, sensitivity, vigilance and vitality.

"A few strokes, with black shades, express a sense of movement."

"A pair of thick ink eyes, a little burnt ink in the middle of the head, and two strokes of light ink on the left and right, so that the head of the shrimp can be varied."

"The hard shell is transparent, from deep to shallow. And the waist of the shrimp, one stroke at a time, several strokes in a row, forming a rhythmic glaze of the shrimp waist. It also shows the vitality of the shrimp.

"The lines have both virtual and real, simple and appropriate, seem soft but firm, seem to be broken and connected, straight and curved, chaotic and orderly, it is really a master's work!!"

"And this painting seems very simple, but this composition method is worth savoring."

"The large area of ​​blank space in the picture leaves room for imagination, and combined with the shrimp and eggs in the picture, it gives people an interesting space for imagination."

"It's this line that surprised me the most."

"It brings two unrelated things together."

"An ordinary line is like a lifeline. This picture is vivid and charming, so it should be called a shrimp crap!!"

"Fang Pi, this painting is for the teacher to take back and frame it for viewing and appreciation. It should be regarded as your masterpiece. I wonder if you can cut it off?"

at this time...!

There was no sound at the scene.

Everyone was shocked.

There was no sound at all, only rapid breathing.

If this person is not Li Mingming, they will definitely feel that Lin Yang invited him here.

But in fact, he is.

Isn't this basketball?

3.5 Even if the painting is an egg, how can it be a masterpiece?

In particular, Li Mingming's compliments to Xia made them a little bit overwhelmed.

until the last line.

It's even more nonsense!

What is a line connecting life!

This is pure nonsense!

But people are masters.

True master.

And he is also Fang Pi's master.

He has no reason to help Lin Yang.

So his remarks completely confirmed that Lin Yang's painting is the work of a top master.

Li Mingming looked at the reactions of his apprentice and the people around him for a while, so he was a little unclear.

Uncertainly asked: "Fang Pi? Why are you in a daze, don't you want to?"

Fang Pi was about to cry at this moment.

The heart is like thousands of grass mud horses galloping.

Even though he was beaten to death, he did not expect that this seemingly funny painting would become a masterpiece in the mouth of his master.

I also specially asked to go back and frame it.

But the problem is...!

This is not my own painting.

How to explain this?

I actually competed with a top master in drawing.

Isn't this asking for insult?

it's good now.

He wished he could just find a crack in the ground and burrow into it.

Under Li Ming's repeated questioning.

Fang Pi could only reply with a bitter face: "Teacher, as I said just now, I didn't answer this...he drew it!"

"He?" Li Mingming glanced at Lin Yang.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "You said you, and you have learned to be humble, right?"

"How old is this young man, and he looks like he is only in his 20s. Even if he learns to paint from a mother's womb, he can't draw at this level. I don't believe it!"

Fang Pi was about to cry, he wanted to die: "Teacher, he really drew it! If you don't believe me, ask the people around you."

Li Ming was taken aback for a moment, and glanced at the surrounding crowd.

No one at the scene spoke.

But all nodded.

At this time...silence is better than sound, Li Ming was shocked!.