Xie Fulan had too many clever ideas, and one plan failed and another one came up. Mo Shuting couldn't help but smile appreciatively, and looked at Xie Daoxuan, waiting to see Xie Daoxuan's jokes.
Diao Chan also put down her chopsticks and looked at Xie Daoxuan with burning eyes. They both had the same purpose, which was to see Xie Daoxuan make a fool of himself. Xie Daoxuan made a fool of himself, and she was happy to see it.
Mo Shucheng grimaced and glanced at Diao Chan with dissatisfaction, "I remember today was a birthday celebration for the old man. Why did he appreciate landscape paintings?"
Diao Chan was very frightened by this eldest uncle who was in a high position, "Brother, it's rare for children to get together with us. Listen to the children more and let us understand the world of young people."
Mo Shuting echoed, "Yes, brother, young people should know more about such a good traditional culture. If she can't explain it, can we ask the old man to popularize it for us? There is no loss."
After saying this, Mr. Mo also became interested. He sat up straight and looked at Xie Daoxuan with burning eyes, secretly expecting in his eyes.
Mo Qizong frowned unconsciously. It seemed that he was here for Xie Daoxuan today. How could Xie Daoxuan know anything about appreciating mountain flower paintings? He was just about to open his mouth to help Xie Daoxuan.
Just listen to Xie Daoxuanqi and drink some water to moisten your throat. The sound is as sweet as a silk and bamboo instrument. "Landscape painting is one of the important forms of traditional Chinese painting. It has a long history and unique artistic charm. Master Wu Daozi is a painting saint." , the world only knows that he is famous for his landscape paintings, but he is actually better at murals.”
"mural?"
Mentioning this period of history of Wu Daozi, Lin Guannan suddenly became interested.
"You mean Master Wu Daozi is also good at murals."
Xie Daoxuan nodded, "Yes, the Jialing River in the middle of Sichuan has beautiful mountains and clear waters. Master Wu once roamed on the river. Without drawing a single sketch, he painted on the walls of the palace. He concentrated on painting in one day. The beautiful scenery of the Jialing River for three hundred miles is vivid. It is praised by all viewers.”
Mo Shuhuai is a professor in the History Department of Teito University. He is familiar with this period of history, but for more people, it may be a blind area of knowledge. Unexpectedly, Xie Daoxuan can explain it so eloquently.
He agreed, "Yes, there are indeed records in the history books, but how do you know so much?"
Xie Daoxuan said with a smile on his face, "I only know a little bit about it. Let's get back to the subject. When it comes to the appreciation of landscape paintings, how to appreciate the quality of a landscape painting is nothing more than a few points, nothing more than composition of the picture, use of colors, brush and ink techniques, etc. , but let me say there is the most important point, which is also the most easily overlooked point..."
While everyone was listening intoxicated, Xie Daoxuan stopped talking and looked at Xie Fulan, "You also study painting, so you should know better than me. You can tell me."
Xie Fulan didn't expect that Xie Daoxuanhui would suddenly point the cue at her. She had never been to Pheasant University for a few days, and even hired a gunman to do the exam. She didn't know what was the most important thing about appreciating landscape paintings.
Xie Fulan's cheeks were filled with blush and he hesitated in his mouth. "that...."
After hesitating for a long time, she didn't say a complete sentence.
Xie Daoxuan glanced at her and smiled meaningfully, "The most important point in appreciating landscape paintings, and the most easily overlooked thing is emotional expression. A good landscape painting should be able to arouse the resonance and emotional resonance of the viewer, and the painter through the picture The emotions and artistic conception expressed can make viewers feel the magnificence and tranquility of the landscape. The painter's emotions should be real and profound, so that they can touch people's hearts. Works that can touch people's hearts are the greatest works and can also move people. .”
Xie Daoxuan's voice was clear and melodious. She talked about appreciating landscape paintings and her views were refreshing. Until she finished speaking, everyone had not come back to their senses.
It was Mr. Mo who was the first to react, "Wonderful, very wonderful. I didn't expect that this girl like you has such profound insights into landscape painting. I really underestimated you before. Then come over and see if this landscape painting can move you?" "
Mr. Mo asked the servant to hold up the painting. Xie Daoxuan only glanced at it and smiled meaningfully again, "Grandpa, I don't know if you dare to touch it, but I don't dare to touch it. This painting is a fake. I'm afraid If something goes wrong, some people will depend on me."
"Fake?"
As soon as Xie Daoxuan said this, all the Mo family members present looked at each other. Mr. Mo's beard trembled and he suppressed his smile, "What do you mean by this?"
Xie Fulan couldn't bear it anymore. He slapped the table and scolded, "Xie Daoxuan, you must speak responsibly and don't slander others. Why do you say that this painting is a fake? Do you rely on your little knowledge of landscape painting? It’s so ridiculous that the daughter of a sailor dares to make such a big deal!”
Hearing this, Mo Qizong raised his eyes, his eyes were like ice, and gave her a cold glance. The coldness in his eyes made Xie Fulan tremble.
Xie Fulan forced a smile and said, "Brother Qizong, I obviously bought this painting at a big price, but she actually said it was a fake. It's just nonsense."
Diao Chan quickly agreed, "Yes, Fulan is a college student at a prestigious university and studies painting. How could he not be able to tell the fakes apart? There are some people who haven't even gone to university and can't even read the characters." You dare to come out and make people laugh."
Mo Shuting sneered a few times, "Second sister-in-law is right, some people don't even know basic Chinese characters. They dare to do tricks in front of the old man just because they know some knowledge of landscape painting. What do they think of us? .”
The aunt and sister-in-law sang in harmony, and their words alluded to Xie Daoxuan.
No matter how bad Xie Daoxuan was, no matter how unhappy he was, she was still the daughter-in-law of the eldest family. Mo Shucheng and Song Ci couldn't keep it off their faces. This was a slap in the face to both of them.
Mo Shucheng cleared his throat and was about to say a few words for Xie Daoxuan when he heard Xie Daoxuan say angrily, "Since I said it is a fake, it is a fake, and I have evidence."