Soul Painter

Obviously, Feng Yuan put Gao Fan on the same level as the children.

However, when I saw Cheng Jingtao's handwriting, it was indeed sharp-edged and well-shaped. It was definitely a level that Gao Fan and Xin Wei, who hadn't even learned how to hold a pen, could not reach. .

Under the guidance of Cheng Jingtao, I traced the characters for a while.

Xin Wei said that he slipped away beforehand.

In any case, she was lucky to come to the class, and at her level, it was too early to learn fine brushwork, and she hadn't reached a certain level in oil painting skills, so she needed to understand it by analogy.

While it was still early, she could still take the intercity train back to Tianshi and feed God.

As for Gao Fan, Xin Wei knew that Gao Fan was 'obsessed' when he saw Gao Fan began to compete with brushes and copybooks with his unique earnestness.

However, Gao Fan can quickly get "indulged" in anything related to painting art. This is a talent that Xin Wei has never been able to understand. It seems that there is a kind of person who is born for art.

As for Gao Fan, he thought it was quite interesting~

There is an obvious difference between brushes and brushes in oil painting. Whether it is force or brushwork, you must use some tricks that Gao Fan has never realized, such as the use of wrist and finger strength. Compared with oil painting, it seems to be a Opening and closing with a huge axe, and one wielding a slanted sword with a thin sword.

In Tianmei's courses, Gao Fan also learned traditional Chinese painting and wrote brush calligraphy, but he missed most of those classes, and a small part was just coping with things. Now that he has a master-level oil painting level, he can re-understand traditional Chinese painting At that time, this kind of experience is like standing on the top of a peak and looking at another mountain, and you can better understand its majesty and magnificence.

The skill value of the 'line' item can also be applied to the brush.

It only took Gao Fan three hours to finish the "Zhang Menglong Stele" in his hand.

The rapid progress made Cheng Jingtao, the "big brother", very surprised. He took a dozen copies of Gao Fan's before and after, compared them repeatedly, and asked Gao Fan, "You...really haven't studied it?"

"I only learned characters before, but never visited steles." Gao Fan said, "Brother, I don't think Wei Shu is suitable for my personality. Can I try cursive script?"

Gao Fan called this "big brother" sincerely. In the way of art, those who have mastered it come first. Since Cheng Jingtao is better than him, he is his senior brother.

And Cheng Jingtao also listened comfortably, since he was still a child after all, he said: "Mr. Feng asked you to go to "Zhang Menglong Stele" first, to learn a little bit of fun and cleverness, and then to "Yan Qinli Stele", to learn a little bit of square, round, and clumsy. Coincidentally, if there is progress, I will give you "Yuanzhen Epitaph" at the end, learn one point for its tight structure and majestic momentum, and three points for these three articles, it will be enough for you."

From Wei Kai to Tang Kai and back to Wei Bei, the ten-day course Feng Yuan arranged for Gao Fan, one learning agility, two learning grid system, and third learning boldness, can indeed greatly help Gao Fan's painting skills. If I want to learn meticulous painting, Feng Yuan will only reply to Lu Guoying with the word "hehe". I don't have three or five years of skill in brushwork. If I want to paint fine brushwork, what a joke.

However, this course is only for ordinary students. Gao Fan is obviously not ordinary. He is a third-year student with master skills and a monster in the art circle wearing a system.

"Since Mr. Feng said it, I will learn these three posts first." Gao Fan was very obedient.

He pointed the sky and the earth in the oil painting circle, but it did not delay his prudence in the Chinese painting circle. His awe of art is his eternal piety.

The first day, the second day, the third day... the three postings, Gao Fan has already copied them well.

Three-tenths of the ten days have passed.

Gao Fan was delighted to see that his line had increased by 1 point.

Now every point of skill value is hard to come by.

So Gao Fan became more and more diligent. After the three-hour class from 6:00 to 9:00 every night, he spent more than ten hours a day, spreading it on brushes and rice paper in his hand, and the hotel staff would collect it from his room every day. Take a lot of waste paper garbage.

But for Cheng Jingtao, the existence of Gao Fan is a monster that he can't understand more and more.

"Mr. Feng, I don't want to teach Gao Fan anymore."

Before class on the fourth day, after Cheng Jingtao was sent to class by his father, he found Feng Yuan and said he felt wronged.

"He doesn't listen to you." Feng Yuan asked with a smile, "I'll scold him."

"No, he's very obedient..." Cheng Jingtao lowered his head, raised his head again, his eye circles were red, "Mr. Feng, do I have no talent to learn painting? Is it impossible for me to become a great painter?"

"Huh? Why do you say that?" Feng Yuan felt that the child was emotional, but it shouldn't be. "If you have no talent, I won't accept you."

"But I have studied painting for six years, that Gao Fan surpassed me in just three days... woo~" Cheng Jingtao finally started to cry, and he wiped his tears with the back of his hand. A man should not show weakness, but it is just that he is not yet sad. His artistic career turned out to be a joke, was it going to die before it even started?

"Gao Fan has a foundation in oil painting. Besides, he is an adult, and his energy and learning ability are better than yours, which is normal...Huh?" Feng Yuan comforted Cheng Jingtao, but as he spoke, he felt that something was wrong and the reason was not sufficient. , "Why is he better than you?"

"These are the three inscriptions he came across yesterday. Sir, you will know after reading them." Cheng Jingtao gave Feng Yuan three sheets of paper. Since they were just exercises, they were not mounted or framed. As soon as it was opened, Feng Yuan frowned.

He immersed himself in Chinese painting all his life, and studied under Fang Zengxian, the leader of the New Zhejiang School, so his vision is naturally extraordinary.

He saw that among the three temporary posters, "Zhang Menglong Stele" is agile and dangerous, "Yan Qinli Stele" is full of vitality, and "Yuanzhen Epitaph" is solid and vigorous. The essence of his style is already very clear and obvious, which is the level of 'the true meaning has been obtained, but the skill is slightly lacking'.

In no three to five years, it will definitely not come out to such a level.

And you have to be very talented.

"Gao Fanlin's?" Feng Yuan was surprised.

"That's right, he didn't know anything three days ago, and in three days, he's already like this." Cheng Jingtao's eyes were red, the world of adults is so scary.

"It's really a good seed..." Feng Yuan muttered.

It is said that traditional Chinese painting cannot learn from Western painting techniques. For beginners, the two very different techniques and visions cannot communicate with each other. There is no shortage of geniuses and monsters.

"You can see that you are not as good as him, which is already very good." Feng Yuan comforted Cheng Jingtao, "You can only improve if you know your shortcomings. Your artistic vision has been opened, and your future prospects are limitless."

This statement... is acceptable. Cheng Jingtao's art career suddenly became bright again.

Three more~