Chapter 230
Chapter 230: Chapter 230, the true meaning of traditional Chinese painting
“The true meaning of traditional Chinese painting?”
Ning Fei’s words were like a stone that stirred up a thousand waves.
As expected, the bullet comments flooded the live broadcast room in an instant.
“Abbey Dean Ning just said that his previous paintings were just simple paintings?”
“How can that be called simple?”
“Who can explain it to the public? Abbey Dean Ning has painted several times in the live broadcast room.”
“I remember when I made the oil-paper umbrella, I painted on the oil-paper umbrella. Then I painted the blueprints of Qingfeng Temple and the blueprints of Wenyan Deer House.”
“Now that you mention it, Abbey Dean Ning has never specially painted before.”
“I think so. He used to paint for some special reasons. He didn’t paint for the sake of painting.”
“But there were students who studied traditional Chinese painting before. They said that Abbey Dean Ning is very good at painting.”
“Suddenly, I became excited.”
“What is Abbey Dean Ning going to draw this time?”
The netizens began to discuss animatedly. The atmosphere in the live broadcast room was very lively.
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But there were also some people who liked to pick their words.
“What does he mean by Chinese painting in the true sense? Could it be that other people’s paintings are not Chinese paintings?”
“Abbey Dean Ning is talking about his previous paintings. Don’t start a war with the map cannon.”
“Hehe, are Chinese paintings that easy to draw? I’m just waiting to be slapped in the face.”
“I also think that this sentence is a little arrogant.”
“Even Chinese painting masters nowadays don’t dare to say that what they draw is a true Chinese painting.”
“I’d like to see what kind of painting it can be. If it’s just an ordinary painting, don’t blame my keyboard for being ruthless.”
All kinds of voices rose and fell in the live broadcast room.
Ning Fei did not look at the bullet screen.
His heart was still immersed in the moment when he saw the river god sculpture on the wooden boat today.
Ning Fei came to the courtyard and sat in front of the table where he drew the design yesterday. He laid a good piece of rice paper on the table.
“This is plain rice paper. It’s one of the best rice paper.”
“The atmosphere of rice paper is raw rice, cooked rice, and half-cooked rice. Raw Rice has not been processed. Its water absorption and water absorption are both strong, and it is easy to produce rich changes in the tone of the ink.”
“Cooked xuan has been processed with alum, so the ink is not easy to penetrate. It can be drawn neatly and carefully.”
“Raw Xuan is suitable for freehand mountains and rivers, and cooked xuan is suitable for fine-brush mountains and rivers with rich colors.”
“I am using cooked xuan paper.”
“This Xuan paper is cotton, white, thin, and even. It has the characteristics of sending ink to set pen. The so-called sending ink refers to the color of the ink on the paper. The so-called setting pen refers to the clear mark of the pen.”
In the courtyard, Ning Fei opened the rice paper and explained in a soft voice.
It had to be said that in the pavilion, Ning Fei was wearing a white taiji sun and moon robe. On the table, there was a piece of thick white rice paper. Beside it, there was a pen and ink. Coupled with his calm expression, it gave off an ancient and gentle aura, in an instant, it came crashing into his face.
To put it in literary terms, it was “The young master is humble and gentle like Jade.”.
To put it in layman’s terms, it was “This cool style is really high”.
The bullet screen quieted down for a moment.
This scene was too cool.
Many people hurriedly recommended Ning Fei’s live broadcast to their friends, especially in the female dormitory of the university. Word spread from one to ten to a hundred, and the voices of “Ah, so cool”and “This is my husband”kept coming out.
At this moment, Ning Fei calmed down and picked up his brush.
There were many legends about the river god. In the legends, the river god specifically controlled the water god of the Yellow River. Back then, when the Yellow Emperor sat on the Yinglong and helped the Yellow Emperor defeat Chiyou, the Yinglong was conferred the title of the river god and even fought with the river god.
Of course, the Yinglong was a dragon that fought on the battlefield. The river god could only be considered an otaku, so the Yinglong would definitely win.
There was also a legend that when Yu the great controlled the water, he obtained the water-avoiding sword and the water flow diagram from the river god. The river god was very helpful to him.
The main reason was that the Jade Emperor let the river god control the rivers in the world. The river god did not know how to do that, so he asked Yu the great for help.
However, the statue of the river god that Ning Fei saw today gave him a different feeling.
It was an immortal with a sage-like demeanor, and his eyes were filled with benevolence and righteousness.
The river god protected a region of water, so how could it be as bad as the rumors said.
Ning Fei picked up his brush and began to paint.
“Traditional Chinese painting, also known as ink painting, can only be divided into black and white. “But now, ink painting has been added with all kinds of colors, such as fine brushwork flower and bird paintings. The colors are colorful, and the effects are even better. It once shocked the world.”
“What I’m going to draw today is the ink paintings after the advancement.”
Ning Fei placed the ink paintings on the table. All the different colors of the ink paintings were grinded evenly and very fine.
Then, the brush in his hand moved.
At first, it was black ink. When the tip of the brush touched the rice paper, it left faint marks.
The rice paper, which was originally empty, suddenly became more colorful.
“He’s drawing houses!”
“There are rows of houses and stalls. It looks like an ancient market.”
“The architectural style is from the Song dynasty.”
“He really knows how to draw!”
Ning Fei’s brush continued to move quickly.
His style was grand and majestic, full of elegance and wildness.
“Traditional Chinese paintings are divided into characters, landscapes, flowers, animals, insects, fish, fruits, feathers, and so on.”
“The techniques can be divided into fine brushwork, freehand brushwork, sketching, color setting, ink painting, etc. .”
“Color setting can also be divided into gold and green, green, splash color, light color, etc. .”
“The main use of lines and ink color changes, to hook, Dot, dye, thick and thin, dry and wet, yin and yang, back, virtual and solid, dense and white performance techniques.”
Ning Fei Drew as he spoke slowly.
His gaze was always between his brushes.
Then, Ning Fei put the brush in his hand into the inkstone and let the tip of the brush absorb the ink. Then, he began the next move.
This time, his movements were not wide open and wide. Instead, they were much tighter. The tip of the brush was lightly tapping on the rice paper.
“He’s drawing people!”
“Oh my God, people are the hardest to draw in traditional Chinese paintings! You can think about it carefully. In most traditional Chinese paintings, it is to pursue artistic conception. A character only has a back view, so it is difficult to have a vivid and realistic reflection.”
[ painter Liu Tianzhi ] : “It’s really at the level of a master. I was just there to join in the fun, but now I’m completely convinced.”
“Damn, Liu Tianzhi? Is that the real me? The new Chinese painting master, Liu Tianzhi?”
“Is that the person who won the first place in the Chinese landscape painting variety show?”
“That’s right, it’s him. Chinese landscape is a variety show hosted by TV3 in China. They invited a new generation of young Chinese artists, and in the end, Liu Tianzhi won the championship.”
“You blew me up?”
Painter Liu Tianzhi: “Everyone, don’t flatter me. After seeing this master’s painting, I’m really ashamed of myself.”
“Really? Master Liu, you’re too modest.”
Painter Liu Tianzhi: “I’m not being modest. Everyone, look at this priest’s painting. First of all, it was done in one go without any pause. This shows that he has ‘intention’in his heart. ‘intention’is the most important thing in Chinese painting.”
“Then, look at his brush strokes. His technique is very superb. The hook, the point, and the dye were all perfect. I’m really ashamed to be inferior to him.”
“Last but not least, there is a kind of charm in his painting.”
“Everyone knows that my teacher is Lin Shanhe. I’ve only seen such a charm in my teacher’s painting.”
“Sigh, if this person also comes to ‘China has mountains and rivers’to participate in the competition, I won’t have anything to do with being the champion.”
Liu Tianzhi’s words directly stunned the netizens.
No one had expected that this person who had just become the champion of a variety show and had an unparalleled reputation would actually have such a high evaluation of Ning Fei.
Liu Tianzhi had come into contact with traditional Chinese painting since young. He was gentle and polite, and he had displayed astonishing talent in traditional Chinese painting.
Since young, Liu Tianzhi had been known as the “Successor of traditional Chinese painting”. He had participated in ‘China has mountains and rivers’only to promote Chinese culture.
He was very honest and humble.
And the master he mentioned, Lin Shanhe, was well-deserved to be the number one person in Chinese traditional painting. He was highly respected in the field of traditional Chinese painting. Every time he drew a painting, there would be rich people willing to spend millions or even tens of millions to collect it.
Now that Liu Tianzhi had commented on Ning Fei, how could the netizens not be surprised.
Looking at the live broadcast room, Ning Fei was still focused on drawing.
He had drawn fifty to sixty people in a row.
It was difficult to draw people, and drawing so many people in a row was as difficult as ascending to heaven. When Liu Tianzhi saw this scene, he was so shocked that he couldn’t speak. He hurriedly ran to find his master, Lin Shanhe.
In Ning Fei’s paintings, every character had a different look and image, and there was no sense of repetition.
It was as if such a scene was really playing out in his heart.
“These people seem to be afraid of something.”
The netizens had already discovered the clues and said in surprise.
“Look at the woman beside the rattle-drum stall, protecting her child, and looking up in horror.”
“Look carefully at the side of the road. There are five officials taking off their clothes and rushing forward.”
“The others are all afraid!”
“No, there are still a few people praying.”
“Look at the two people in the house. They look very pious.”
“Oh my God, what is Abbey Dean Ning drawing?”
“I can actually sense the fear of everyone in this painting.”
“I thought I was the only one who felt this way! For a moment, I felt like I was the person in the painting!”
Everyone was discussing Ning Fei’s painting.
Then, Ning Fei changed a brush and dipped it in green ink. He drew some trees between the market and the houses, making the whole painting more vivid.
Then, Ning Fei took another brush.
This time, he dipped it in blue ink.
The netizens had always wanted to know what the characters in the painting were experiencing. At this moment, they finally wanted to know the answer.