A novel technique that has never been seen or heard of before.
I saw Wang Zi'an, holding a strange "pen" in his hand, unifying through changes, alternating dense and dense lines, with just a few strokes, a picture full of texture, even a little three-dimensional, appeared on the paper!
Amazing skills!
With Yan Liben's painting skills, it can be seen at a glance that Wang Zi'an's brand-new painting technique is only a prototype, and even the technique is unfamiliar, and even the lines are a bit immature, but is this the point?
no!
I would like to ask, which technique school in this world was not created from immaturity to maturity, from embryonic form to perfection?
So, is unfamiliarity a problem?
Is the immature lines a problem?
no!
The problem is that the Marquis of Chang'an is so young, but he has already innovated, found a new way, and embarked on the path of establishing his own school and establishing a sect!
I feel sorry for myself. I only made some gains in traditional techniques, so I became complacent and stopped moving forward. I almost lost my way in the pursuit of the world.
Really——
Ashamed!
Yan Liben felt that the word "small" under his fur was almost overshadowed by Wang Zi'an's tall image.
So, here comes the problem.
If your own painting skills are already at such a high level, why do you still need to help paint murals?
By the way, I must be worried that I have been favored and feel uneasy, so I deliberately left myself a chance to repay——
Thinking of this, an idea suddenly flashed in his heart, and he felt blessed.
By the way, maybe I want to take this opportunity to teach this technique to myself quietly!
I don’t care about fame or identity, I just want to support those who are behind and lead me to make further progress in the painting process.
What kind of heart is this, what kind of magnanimity is this, what kind of sentiment is this.
The more Yan Liben thought about it, the more he was right. Unknowingly, he stood with his hands down, looking respectful, like a primary school student greeting his teacher.
Princess Changle only found Wang Zi'an's painting method novel and interesting. Li Yuan and Pei Ji are different. They can be considered veterans of various kinds, with their vision and knowledge clearly displayed. At this time, looking at Wang Zi'an's unique sketch, he couldn't help but look surprised.
Because I understand, I am shocked.
Only people like them who have studied painting in depth can truly understand how difficult it is to innovate and create a new genre.
Li Yuan couldn't help but glance at his "little brother" with complicated eyes.
Not to mention that my filial son fell in love with this young man and even made a move to let his daughter work as a husband with Cheng Yaojin's daughter. Even I was inevitably tempted.
If you think about it carefully, this young man with a bouncy temperament, laughing and joking all day long, and being free and easy, actually knows everything!
Proficient in peasant studies, proficient in Mohist studies, proficient in medical studies, proficient in military studies, proficient in governing the country, his poetic talent is unparalleled in ancient times, and his calligraphy is unprecedented. Now it seems that even this painting ability has reached the stage of innovation. to the point!
It’s breathtaking——
Holding his breath and concentrating, he quietly watched Wang Zi'an outline the work on his hand and gently put down the pen.
Yan Liben adjusted his hat, took two steps back, and bowed deeply to Prince An.
"The support and guidance given by the Marquis will be unforgettable to my subordinates——"
Wang Zi’an:……
No, what am I trying to do to guide you?
Looking at the serious Yan Liben, Wang Zi'an was speechless.
For a person like me, who is so bad that even setting up a blackboard newspaper in the classroom is frowned upon, you just say, what can I give you?
Even if you are just saying polite words, I would like you to take a snack.
Your perfunctory attitude is worse than being rude. It's so heartbreaking, old man!
"I'm just making general gestures, ahem, blind gestures - my level is a bit inferior, I can't do it well, I made you laugh, laugh -"
Wang Zi'an put down the charcoal pen with some embarrassment.
He smiled dryly and waved his hand.
Your own family knows your own affairs, and you know what your level is. Drawn in such a bear-like manner, even the beauty's belly is almost out of shape. How can he deserve such praise from a big shot like Yan Liben who can be found in history textbooks?
Yan Liben, Li Yuan, Pei Ji:...
Do you call this a blind gesture?
You call this a bit of a shame?
Do you call this unavailable?
Who are you kidding!
"Master Hou is really joking. Your level is beyond the reach of lower officials..."
Yan Liben carefully considered the Tang Dynasty version of "Tao" that Wang Zi'an had just painted. The more he looked at it, the more he was shocked. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He couldn't help but admire it again and again.
Wang Zi’an:……
I said, man, we are almost done. If you praise me so seriously again, I will fall out.
"Look at this shape, it's so ingenious. Look at the lines, dense and well-defined, which vividly express the tranquility and innocence of women, the affectionate and graceful, the tranquility and elegance, especially the slightly plump arms and the slightly bulging belly. , it is a stroke of genius that perfectly demonstrates the grace and elegance of the women of the Tang Dynasty..."
Wang Zi'an heard that he wanted to die.
I can go to your plump arms and bulging belly.
Is this a stroke of genius?
That's because I'm not good at it, and I draw people out of shape!
Out of shape!
Sure enough, when it comes to being shameless, it has to be this group of artists. It doesn't matter what kind of bear you draw, even if it's rotten into a stinky piece of shit, as long as you want to praise you, you can still praise you to the sky, which is rare in the world.
Fortunately, I still have some confidence in myself, otherwise I would have to expand.
Wang Zi'an complained silently in his heart.
With a dry cough, he forcibly interrupted this unscrupulous compliment.
"Ashamed, ashamed, this -"
Wang Zi'an thought for a while, then grabbed the thing he had just traced, rubbed it, rolled it into a ball, shook his hands and threw it into the trash can next to him.
Yan Liben, Li Yuan, Pei Ji:! ! ! ! ! !
Princess Changle couldn't help but widen her eyes.
This is too much!
Such a beautiful painting——
Yan Liben subconsciously rushed over and picked up the work that Wang Zi'an had "cruelly" crumpled into a ball with a look of regret on his face.
"Really, what a waste of natural resources -"
"Yes, yes, brat, if you don't want it, you should have told me earlier and give it to me——"
Li Yuan couldn't help but feel pain in his teeth.
This brat is really a sinner, and he doesn't treat his treasure as a treasure.
In the past, I used glass bowls to feed dogs, but now I use art pieces to throw them into the trash can.
Wang Zi’an:……
Lao Yan, you overacted. And you, Li Yuan, you are a bad old man, you are also very bad, you are just making fun of me when you have nothing to do.
"Okay, let's stop making trouble. No matter how good I am, I still know something about it. It's just this thing. Let alone giving it away, I feel ashamed just looking at it——"
I'm showing my hand, my painting is rubbish, I admit it, okay!
Li Yuan, Pei Ji:...
Okay, I get it, this brat is doing his old habit of showing off——
