"It's really a way of writing with imagery!"
What broke the quiet atmosphere in the observation room was a sigh from Li Wanxuan.
She had just finished sighing one second, and the next second she heard Jiang Lingxi's polite refusal to include the painting in the museum.
Even though she couldn't help but be speechless for a moment, does this girl know what she just rejected?
With this thought in mind, I couldn't help but say, "You should seize such a good opportunity. Is there any better place for this painting besides hanging in the exhibition hall?"
Listening to Li Wanxuan's praise of Jiang Lingxi's painting, Xu Qingmei wished that her hearing would disappear temporarily.
He resisted and turned his head to the other side, and saw that the face in front of him, which had been stern since they met, slowly revealed a very comfortable smile.
For her, it was just a smile that seduced everyone!
Xu Qingmei's hand curled up unconsciously under the table. Unfortunately, although she didn't know who the smile was for, it couldn't be for her!
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but want to interrupt the smile. Without thinking, she said: "Is this image of the painting method rare?"
Li Wanxuan paused, thinking that the audience who watched this show probably didn't understand this painting method at that time, so she explained: "The image painting method has almost been lost. This technique was created by Xie Muyun, a master painter thousands of years ago. However, Xie Muyun had no disciples, and he mysteriously disappeared in his prime and was never seen again. Only a few paintings have been handed down, allowing future generations to imitate them. The image-writing method is only a summary of his painting method by later generations. Some people learn from his Some techniques have been developed in the painting, but most people can only look at the painting and sigh, because this kind of painting method is difficult."
Xu Qingmei suppressed herself from sneering, "How difficult is it?"
Since it's so difficult, how can Jiang Lingxi master it?
"When the image is written, the image comes first and is followed. Not only does it require exquisite observation and full imagination, but the combination of the two is only the first step. Concentrate the meaning of the painting, and it is like a spirit when writing. Throughout the ages, people who are stuck in the first step have not known It’s just ordinary, let alone the actual painting.” Speaking of this, Li Wanxuan glanced at her husband outside the camera who was still accompanying her to record the show.
This time, let alone her husband, even she wanted to abduct Miss Jiang to their calligraphy and painting association.
Shi Lao, who was glanced at unexpectedly by his wife: "..."
He rubbed his inexplicably hairy arms in confusion.
Xu Qingmei was completely speechless at this time. The main reason was that she couldn't even understand Li Wanxuan's words, and it was difficult to express them in front of the camera.
She didn't know much about calligraphy and painting, so she was able to be a commentator on this show purely because of her huge reputation. Even if she can ask the program team to edit out substandard clips that she doesn't want to show to the audience, she can't go too far.
Looking at Jing Huai standing alone on the split screen, she closed her eyes in boredom.
She thought that this time he had a good image, a good figure, and was obedient enough to stay with her for a longer time, but the fact was that she had quickly lost patience and interest in this person.
When this program is finished, I might as well quit it!
*
Jiang Lingxi had lunch in the owner's restaurant in the backyard of the museum.
This is also an area where tourists stop, and even without the guidance of the owner, they don’t know how to get to the backyard.
Lu Sen hooked Shen Hechen's arm, stretched out his hand and gestured to him, "This is also the second time I've come here, and today I got Teacher Jiang's favor."
Compared with the elegance of the museum in the front yard, the backyard is even more elegant, and you can even clearly feel the presence of another person in it.
There are orchid pattern mats spread on the carved lounge chairs placed in the corridor, pink porcelain teacups on the table, lotus shaped mats on the chairs, and calligraphy curtains hanging on the walls...
No matter what kind of thing he saw, it didn't look like something that Mr. Zhang who was walking at the front would arrange.
Jiang Lingxi walked beside Mr. Zhang. After looking at the surrounding decorations, she just looked back and saw the old man in front of her with a showy expression: "These are all arranged by my wife, aren't they good?"
Jiang Lingxi nodded in agreement, "Mrs. Nalan is a person who knows how to live well."
Zhang Nachuan looked proud and a little gloomy, "You're welcome, sit down and talk." He waved his hands casually to the others who were following him, "Everyone, please sit down, just a little bit, don't move!"
Everyone quickly found a seat around the two people and sat down carefully.
Qian Yaya quickly grabbed the one closest to Jiang Lingxi, "Sister Jiang, that image writing method... this is the first time I've seen someone use it. Can you tell us in detail?"
Jiang Lingxi looked into the little girl's shining eyes and resisted the urge to hold her forehead.
Can she say that she only learned about the term "image writing method" not long ago?
First it was the Yuan Zhao style, and now there is the image writing method. God knows how many names people in later generations have given to their predecessors!
She has become more knowledgeable today!
"Xie Muyun," Jiang Lingxi's voice paused when she suddenly mentioned this name. She never thought that something created by this name would be so highly praised one day, "his first painting using this painting method. , is "Thousands of Mountains and Forests Are Moving"."
Everyone present knew the painting method of imagery, and naturally they all knew that the founder of this painting method was the divine painter Xie Muyun.
But there are always divergent opinions about this divine painter's first work.
Lu Sen couldn't help but raise his hand, "But I remember it wasn't "Guangsha Qianzong"?"
Jiang Lingxi raised her eyes and glanced at him: "That was the last painting he painted."
Lu Sen: "..."
Others also looked at each other, this is different from what they learned!
Finally, they all looked at Mr. Zhang who was busy making tea.
Zhang Nachuan first glared at Lu Sen, who was the first to show up. "You have seen the master painter Xie Muyun, you are so sure!" When he looked at Jiang Lingxi, he became very kind, "Teacher Jiang, don't listen to this kid making trouble. , just go on and say it.”
Everyone: "..."
Is this distinction too obvious?
They have never seen it before, and it is impossible for Jiang Lingxi to have seen it!
But who knows that Jiang Lingxi is the only one among them who can use imagery to write down.
"The most striking thing about "Thousands of Mountains and Forests" is the scene of thousands of hectares of mountains and forests moving in the wind." Speaking of this, Jiang Lingxi found that she could still clearly recall the scene depicted in the painting in her mind. As well as the shock in her heart at that time, she slowly expressed her feelings at that time, "The painting is static, but the scene presented is moving. The painting is dead, but when you look at it, it is alive." .”
As Jiang Lingxi expressed her feelings after seeing the painting, everyone could not help but follow with fascination.
I don’t know when they will reach such a state.
"The most difficult thing about this painting method is getting started."
"Getting started? How could it be getting started?"
Jiang Lingxi thought about someone's explanation to her at the beginning: "Because the intention is in the heart, in the eyes, not in the pen. It's very mysterious, isn't it? That's right, only when you have enlightenment can you be considered a beginner!"
Zhang Nachuan stopped making tea.
Everyone who was listening attentively: "..."
After a long silence, Qian Yaya couldn't help but said quietly: "Then how did Sister Jiang gain enlightenment?"
Jiang Lingxi thought of the method she had taken after thinking carefully about this sentence in her previous life, and smiled slightly at Qian Yaya: "Mine is not of reference significance. If you want to learn it, you can only understand it yourself."
After all, she couldn't drag Xie Muyun in front of these people and explain to them while painting on the spot!
Either she is crazy or these people are crazy!
