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Chapter 331 - Splashing Water Ink

The chief judge, Zhu Sicheng, commented on each and every one of the young painter's paintings in front of everyone. There were both favors and demerits, which allowed each young painter to reap some rewards.

Only that Yuan Yuan and the two opened paintings did not call the two over so that they could be commented on.

"Yuan Yuan, we will stay at the back. Then, that means the two of us have the most hope of entering the top three. " She was not nervous at all when she opened it, her gaze sweeping across Zhang Yuan Yuan's body from time to time. It was as if she wanted to peel off all of Yuan Yuan's clothes, and see the splendor of spring shining inside.

Zhang Yuan Yuan waited for a long time, and became even more nervous. Unknowingly, a layer of cold sweat had started to seep out from her palms.

Coincidentally, the chief judge, famous painter Zhu Sicheng, finally called out to him at the same time: "Zhang Yuan Yuan and Open up, come over here for a bit."

Immediately, Zhang Yuan Yuan and Zhang Kai walked over. Xiao Yi calmly stood at the side with no intention of going forward. Unexpectedly, Zhu Sicheng who was seated in front of the table, had his eyes land on Xiao Yi, and opened her mouth to call him: "Young man, you come over too."

Xiao Yi was slightly taken aback, then walked over with a belly full of questions.

When the three of them walked over, Zhu Sicheng placed the painting that was opened flat on the table. Then, he opened his mouth and slowly said, "Just now, that young man commented on this painting."

Hearing Zhu Sicheng talk about this, Yue Yang immediately opened his mouth and tried to explain: "He is just spouting nonsense, trying to force the right words. "Teacher Zhu, you can't be serious."

Zhu Sicheng gave a light chuckle in response to's hurried explanation. Then, he raised his head to look at Xiao Yi and asked, "Young man, what is your name?"

"Xiao Yi, elegant and easy." Xiao Yi raised his head, he was not sure what the famous painter in front of him wanted, and stated his name.

Zhu Sicheng noted Xiao Yi's name in his heart, then nodded and said: "Your evaluation of opening this painting can be said to have hit the nail on the head; This painting was made of thick ink and thick color. Its color and techniques were all completely apparent. But, like you said, it's just a show. The dexterity of the river kite was not displayed in the painting. The river seemed to have been cut off and there were no signs of movement. "As for that flying kite, it doesn't have that kind of agile and swaying feeling."

After hearing Zhu Sicheng's words, her opened face was in a daze. Instantly, the blood flowed backwards, filling up his fair face. In that instant, he opened his mouth, revealing his fair and rosy face. He looked just like a girl who had a crush on spring.

Opening his mouth, he looked at Xiao Yi in disbelief, then looked at the smiling Zhu Sicheng. He sucked in a breath of cold air and rubbed his hands together nervously.

Just a moment ago, he was still saying that Xiao Yi was just spouting nonsense. Zhu Sicheng's words were like a resounding slap in his face.

If it were anyone else, this opening might have been able to muster up the courage to doubt. However, Zhu Sicheng was the Vice President of the National American Association. More than 30 art exhibitions have been held, with the approval and love of a large audience. Zhu Sicheng's painting, with its profound meaning and novel drawing method, skillfully using thick ink and rendering, combining water, ink and color to achieve a rich and majestic effect. On the basis of traditional techniques, pushing out the old and creating new, unique, to the contemporary landscape painting, has played a successive role.

In the contemporary art world, Zhu Sicheng could be said to be an important figure. No matter how unconvinced he was, no matter how stupid he was, he did not dare to doubt Zhu Sicheng's ability to appreciate it.

"As for this girl's painting, it did indeed do something." At this time, Zhu Sicheng took out Yuan Yuan's painting and slowly said: "Xiao Yi's evaluation is correct. This Jiangnan Shuixiang, as the saying goes, "Jiangnan is good. I once knew the scenery. Sunrise River is red as fire. Spring's river water is green as blue. "Can you not remember Jiangnan?" How many literati, in the description of Jiangnan, are inseparable from the charm of water vapor. The rivers and lakes crisscrossed, the water network was crisscrossing, and the bridges flowed with water. No matter what, it was inseparable from water. This painting of yours is too dry. without the grace of the water vapor and the grace of the Jiangnan Shuixiang. "

This time, Zhang Yuan Yuan and Zhang Mo looked at each other. Their faces were glazed, as if they were suffering from muscular dystrophy. Her eyes were filled with shock and fear.

From the start to the end, the two of them had only treated Xiao Yi like a follower. From the bottom of his heart, he held Xiao Yi's words in contempt. Even though Xiao Yi commented on the two paintings with reason, the two of them did not take it seriously. They only thought that Xiao Yi was just spouting nonsense.

However, in that instant, Zhu Sicheng heard the same words from his mouth. The two of them finally realized that what Xiao Yi had said was the truth. They could not help but look at Xiao Yi in shock, and took deep breaths of cold air.

At this moment, the two of them looked at Xiao Yi with that solemn and solemn gaze.

Thinking back to how he mocked Xiao Yi, he was extremely arrogant and boastful, swearing that Xiao Yi was just talking nonsense. His pretty face instantly turned as red as the red sun outside.

At this moment, he felt like digging a hole in the ground and drilling his way in.

"Xiao Yi, do you really only know a little about painting?" This Yuan Yuan was the first to react, raising her eyes to Xiao Yi, she asked carefully.

Xiao Yi chuckled, he looked at Zhang Yuan who was in front of him, and continued to speak lazily: "Really, I just understand a little. My interest is not in painting. "

When Zhu Sicheng saw how modest Xiao Yi was, the praise in his eyes grew brighter and brighter. His body trembled slightly, he stood up from the chair, and asked with expectation: "Xiao Yi, can you modify these two paintings? Or can you paint one for us on the spot and broaden the horizons of us old men? "

The chief judge, Zhu Sicheng, was so excited, he looked at the few judges who had heads full of white hair, and was startled, and looked at Zhu Sicheng in puzzlement.

It could be said that Zhu Sicheng was a person of high virtue and prestige, and always had the attitude of watching when facing the young painters. However, he would see Xiao Yi's sharp eyes. In his heart, a slight sense of anticipation and a slight throbbing of his heart.

"I can revise Yuan Yuan's painting. As for that stupid Flying kite map of the river, I can draw another one. " Xiao Yi slightly smiled, and spoke in a slow and leisurely manner: "However, it is true that I am not interested in painting. During these years, he rarely painted. If you're not satisfied with the results, I hope you can forgive me. After all, I only understand a little. "

"I'm fine." Zhu Sicheng was full of expectation for Xiao Yi, and said generously: "I just want to see, an outstanding judge. "What is your painting skill?"

Actually, Zhu Sicheng was still a little hesitant in his heart. He was deeply afraid that these three people had colluded with each other to let Xiao Yi get to like him. Therefore, he wanted to see Xiao Yi's true capabilities.

Xiao Yi laughed lightly and took Yuan Yuan's painting. Then, he laid it flat on the table. There was no pen, no color adjustment. Instead, he picked up half a bowl of water.

In an instant, all the young painter s gathered around Xiao Yi within the red-walled green tile building. In the center, Xiao Yi suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention.

"What does he want?"

"What can I do with half a bowl of water?"

"Could it be that he's thirsty?"

… ….

These people all began to whisper amongst themselves. It was unbelievable that Xiao Yi would not change his appearance and did not write. On the contrary, he picked up the half-full bowl of water. He really could not understand. There were even people who suspected that Xiao Yi was thirsty.

Just as everyone was in an uproar, Xiao Yi extended his finger into the bowl. Then, he took out the finger that had a few drops of sparkling water on it. He gently flicked his finger, and all of the crystal clear water droplets that were on his finger were all flicked onto Zhang Yuan Yuan's landscape painting.

"Yuan Yuan, this move is called 'splashing water into the ink'.

While Xiao Yi was modifying Zhang Yuan Yuan's painting, he couldn't help but start to teach him a little.

The water droplets fell all over the paper, wetting the ink. Immediately, the thick ink began to disperse bit by bit.

The entire piece of paper became moist all of a sudden. After the ink had been opened, it gave the painting a damp air.

Bullet! Xiao Yi's eyes were fixated on that painting. At times, he would stick his finger into the half bowl of water, and at other times, he would forcefully bounce the water droplets on his finger onto Zhang Yuan Yuan's painting.

There was total silence. Everyone was flabbergasted as they watched this scene of Xiao Yi's supernatural ability. Even in the judges' seats, the few old men were rubbing their eyes as they stood up from their chairs with fear written all over their faces.

"This painting of yours, there's less water. Then I'll pour it on you. However, he had to pay attention to the weight of this water. After all, this piece of paper was too fragile, so he had to be careful of stealing the chicken or rice when the time came. Destroying the paper, destroying the artistic conception of the entire painting. If you use your fingers to touch a drop of water, you have to pay attention to how fast your hands are, how light your strength is, and how evenly you fall into the water. "

When Xiao Yi finished teaching all these to that Zhang Yuan Yuan, he finally put down the half bowl of water. Then, he smiled faintly and looked at the pairs of eyes that were looking at him. He then calmly said, "It's done."

Immediately, the gazes of everyone in this small building filled with red walls and green tiles turned towards Zhang Yuan Yuan's painting.

He only saw that painting, and it looked like it now. The lines were clear and fine, and the colors were gorgeous and elegant. The ink had turned blurry and was extremely beautiful. The clusters of water were like a great Dai Gang, with many distant mountains as the front. They had fallen from the sky and were filled with power as they were entangled by mist. The top of the mountain is a dense forest, the water level is a big rock, the stream mountain is deep and hollow, the water sounds. It was as if after the heavy rain, the mountains and rivers of Jiangnan, which were shrouded in mist, were a beautiful sight to behold.