Chapter 2275

"Hum!"

Mr. Wen originally wanted to argue with Lin Chengfei, but when he saw Lin Chengfei's impatience, he got angry and didn't want to talk any more.

My achievements today depend on my real talents.

Wait a moment for my painting to come out and see how rampant you are!

After humming his disdain for Lin Chengfei, Mr. Wen strode to the desk and picked up his pen. With a momentum of indomitability, a picture of momentum appeared on the rice paper.

Generally speaking, everyone paints on ordinary paper, but Mr. Wen thinks that none of his paintings are waste, so he always uses expensive rice paper.

Xuan paper has good ink moistening property and is not easy to change color. It has both bone and spirit when writing and has a flying figure when painting. It is the best calligraphy and painting paper to embody the Chinese style. The so-called ink is divided into five colors, that is, it is finished in one stroke, with light and deep, visible texture, clear ink rhyme and distinct layers.

This is a kind of artistic effect that can be achieved by moving the pen quickly.

Mr. Wen's painting, as soon as he started to write, showed a kind of indomitable and fierce momentum.

It was a downhill tiger, a downhill tiger roaring up to the sky.

Tiger is the king of all kinds of animals. When the king is angry, all kinds of animals crawl. The indignation on the tiger's face shows incisively and vividly. It also has the taste that scolding the heaven and the earth can't solve the hatred in his heart.

It's in line with Mr. Wen's current state of mind.

As Mr. Wen continues to finish, the scroll of painting is slowly unfolding.

The student who had been watching was so excited that he could not help himself. He clenched his fists tightly and forbeared to cry out.

This

This is the real celebrity everyone!

Master style.

Every move hides deep meaning. Every stroke can be the finishing touch in this painting. At a rough look, there is no useless ink in the whole painting.

And Lin Chengfei, has been sitting in a chair, eyes sometimes slant toward this side, a pair of not very interested in appearance.

Tiger down the mountain, creeping beasts, dim sky, autumn wind rustling leaves floating!

It's really a good picture!

"Good painting!"

The student immediately clapped his hands and sighed, and looked at Mr. Wen admiringly. He could only express his surging admiration with words: "Mr. Wen, this painting has been completed in one go, and everyone's demeanor has been seen at a glance. In the world, there are few people who can have your skills, right

Mr. Wen said faintly: "if I say anything else, I don't have much confidence, but this traditional Chinese painting, not to mention the United States, even if we add up those famous masters in China for a long time, only a few people are better than me..."

With these words, he glanced at Lin Chengfei again, with deep disdain: "I don't know why, even some yellow mouthed children dare to challenge my dignity!"

The student sighed and looked at Lin Chengfei with pity.

How dare you doubt Mr. Wen?

Scholars have always thought that fame is more important than life. Fame is as big as heaven. Let alone being humiliated, even being provoked by master Xiaosan, it's almost like a dead enemy.

Later This little three master, is it hard to live in school?

"Master Xiaosan, now tell me, what's the gap between you and me?" Mr. Wen said sarcastically, "or do you want to make a painting and compare it with me?"

"No need."

Lin Chengfei shook his head slowly and said something faintly. Then he looked at the student: "who What's your name again? "

The student bowed his head respectfully and said, "master Xiaosan, my name is Yuchi Shaolin."

"Well." Lin Chengfei nodded faintly and said, "Yuchi, please go out first. Teacher Wen and I need to exchange some academic problems."

Before Wei Chi and Shaolin could speak, Mr. Wen said flatly, "no, nothing can be said to others. You also said it's academic exchange. There's no need to avoid others."

Then he said with a smile: "what's more, you can also take this opportunity to cultivate talents, master Xiaosan, don't you think?"

Since Lin Chengfei let Yuchi Shaolin out, Mr. Wen thought he had seen through Lin Chengfei's mind.

It must be that I am ashamed to see myself drawing this picture of tiger descending the mountain. I know how ridiculous his boasting is just now, so I want to apologize to myself in private.

I don't want to let the students see it because I can't hold my face down.

Ha ha

Just so treat themselves, now know that they are whimsical, know that they are arrogant, want to apologize, also want to avoid students?

I want to be beautiful!

Is Mr. Wen such a bully?

Lin Chengfei looked at him strangely: "are you sure Really don't let the students in the bath go out? "

"No Mr. Wen said haughtily, "if master Xiaosan is not a painter, then Please give me some advice. "You can either compare me by painting, or you can find out the defects of my painting and make up for them to make it better.

If you can't do both, how can you say that your Chinese painting level is higher than mine?

Lin Chengfei shakes his head, as if with some regret.

"All right. Since you're not worried, I don't have to worry about that much. "

Under the gaze of Mr. Wen and Wei Chi Shaolin, Lin Chengfei finally stood up and came to the painting. When he saw that Mr. Wen was still standing in the middle of the painting, he could not help but frown and say: "let me..."

"You..."

"What are you doing? You're here like a pillar. How can I correct you? " Lin Chengfei didn't say well.

"Good, good..."

Mr. Wen gritted his teeth, went to one side and said contemptuously: "I'd like to see how you want to correct me."

In his eyes, now Lin Chengfei is a dead duck with a hard mouth.

Lin Chengfei didn't speak, just glanced at the painting.

That tiger is really vivid and powerful, especially with the surrounding atmosphere.

This is a fine painting.

"Please advise." Mr. Wen gritted his teeth again.

"I will teach you What are you urging? " Lin Chengfei rolled his eyes and picked up the pen. He almost didn't want to think about it. He thought about the tiger's eyes.

"What are you going to do? Stop it Mr. Wen was furious and screamed. He subconsciously wanted to stop Lin Chengfei. However, Lin Chengfei's action was very fast. By this time, the tip of his pen had already fallen on the picture of tiger descending the mountain.

"Shameless child."

Wen first scolded angrily: "how dare you deliberately destroy my efforts? You think that's going to cover up your incompetence? I tell you, I have nothing to do with you about this... "

Before the last word came down, I felt that the corner of my coat was pulled behind me. He turned to see, but he saw that Wei Chi Shaolin was looking at the picture scroll on the desk in horror.