Xueba, I beg you to go and escort him quickly!

"Mountains? Small black mountains!"

Yue Pingting spoke nonsense seriously.

puff-

Xu Heng almost spurted blood, "What do you mean?"

Yue Pingting immediately came back to her senses and gave a thumbs up, "Good job! Oh, no, it's not Montenegro, there are some lighter ones."

Xu Heng, "..."

So they don't understand!

What is this black mountain and light mountain? This is the distance between the front and the back.

Forget it...

Xu Heng didn't want to explain too much,

Holding the brush, I started to falter, slowly, and turn...

This is a common brush technique in several landscape paintings.

They naturally don't understand.

Zhou Xiu'e was miserable, the freshly fried dishes just disappeared!

"Hey... Pingting, come and help me! I'm almost overwhelmed!"

"it is good!"

The two went to the kitchen again.

On Xu Heng's side, he only painted one-fifth of the entire wall, which is the upper left corner.

Landscape painting emphasizes artistic conception!

Compared with other traditional Chinese paintings, landscape paintings can better highlight the artistic conception and the broad-minded vision of the author himself.

Proper use of ink can better express the artistic conception.

There are thick and light, thick and dense coexist.

It's not all thick and all light, as if there is a clear distinction between Wei and Wei.

As Zhou Xiu'e and Yue Pingting came in and out of the kitchen, they would take a few glances at Xu Heng's paintings.

Except that the upper left corner looks like a mountain, they can't see anything else.

Zhou Xiu'e, "The mountain just now, is a blind cat encountering a dead mouse?"

Yue Pingting pursed her lips, "Auntie, I think Xu Heng should have some skills... Otherwise, for ordinary people, this mountain can't be painted! I can't draw it for me!"

Zhou Xiu'e gave Yue Pingting a white look, "You girl, you are protecting Xu Heng before you even get through the door!"

brush!

Yue Pingting blushed and lowered her head.

Seeing Xu Heng continue to paint and draw on the wall, Zhou Xiu'e gave up, "Hey..."

Helplessly shook his head.

What are these paintings!

Completely incomprehensible!

Turn your head and continue to work.

Yue Pingting also couldn't understand, she looked at a loss, but she still blindly believed in Xu Heng, although this belief was getting more and more uncertain.

Xu Heng continued to draw his own regardless of what they were thinking.

Draw a pen!

The writing brush has also been changed from a small one to a big one!

From top to bottom, from left to right.

When Xu Heng raised his hand, the ink was well-proportioned and excessive.

Zhou Xiu'e and Yue Pingting passed by from time to time.

His face was full of bewilderment, and his eyes were full of doubts.

once……

twice……

three times……

It was about to get completely dark.

I don't know how many times.

When Zhou Xiu'e and Yue Pingting passed by again.

!!!

What the hell! ! !

What the hell?

"This, this..."

"How did it become a painting!"

"No! We just passed by a minute ago, and there was nothing on the wall! Why did it suddenly become a painting?"

Zhou Xiu'e was confused.

She stopped and stepped forward.

The white wall in front of me has really become a painting now!

A painting worthy of the name!

Before, it was just one brushstroke and another piece, and I hated uneven scribbling, but suddenly it became a landscape painting.

There are mountains!

someone!

There are cliffs!

There are waterfalls!

There are trees!

There are rivers!

cloudy!

There are birds!

There is a flat boat!

The artistic conception is profound!

It looks very much like the landscape and Chinese paintings of those ancient masters on TV!

Although Zhou Xiu'e didn't understand, she had seen it.

Whether it looks good or not, and whether it feels that way, she can still see it.

"This, this, this... son, how did this become a painting?' 々!"

Puzzled!

Zhou Xiu'e was a little dazed.

"This, this...!"

In her senses, it was like an ugly duckling, but under Xu Heng's pen, it suddenly turned into a white swan!

I can't believe it at all!

And this transformation was completed under Zhou Xiu'e's nose!

"Xiao Yuezi, pinch me!"

"Auntie, don't pinch it, it's real, not a dream! Xu Heng drew it!"

With the whole picture presented!

This landscape painting by Xu Heng has profound artistic conception and magnificent momentum!

Looking from a distance, the river is surging, and a flat boat is coming towards the wind.

On both sides of the river, there are jagged cliffs and trees interacting.

"So be it!"

Throw down the paintbrush.

Xu Heng took a photo.

Sent to Moments.

Afterwards, the phone was put aside, and Xu Heng went to wash it.

He's covered in paint now.

But it doesn't matter the photos sent to Moments.

Wu Liubai, Qian Yuejiang, Sun Jianhua, Lin Xiyuan, and even Gong Changqing, they all have Xu Heng's friends.

Xu Heng's wechat friend who was specially added before.

Wu Liubai was the first to see it, the first to like it, and then commented, "The momentum is magnificent!"

Qian Yuejiang was the second one, "Praise! Praise! Praise!"

Just hit 6666 madly, or 9999,6 turned over!

After that was Sun Jianhua: "The style is vigorous and broad, vigorous and fresh, and the writing is powerful! Full of vigor!"

Gong Changqing, "Teacher Xu's paintings give people a sense of naturalness! The realm is elegant! The style is unique!"

All of these people are exaggerating their experience.

Sun Jianhua felt that his evaluation was not enough, and commented: "The mountain is majestic, and the mountain is so majestic. The jungle is lush on the top of the mountain, and the waterfall in the valley is like a line, flying hundreds of feet."

"The huge rocks under the mountain peak are abrupt, and the trees are straight. The river is rushing in the foreground of the picture, and there are people traveling on the mountain path, which adds vitality to the quiet mountain forest!"

It's not enough.

Sun Jianhu was still rolling his eyes at the place where Wu Liubai and Qian Yuejiang made comments.

This is clearly contempt!

These little old men are really cute and interesting.

He even chatted with Wu Liubai in private, "Xiao Wu! Are you a little too stingy with your own evaluation?"

Wu Liubai, "???"

"Old Sun, what do you mean by that! Compared with Lao Qian, I'm much better!"

Sun Jianhua was so angry that he had a headache, "You are a big man anyway, and this is the only vocabulary?"

Wu Liubai, "But Mr. Sun, don't forget, I don't know much about this painting! If you talk about crazy grass, I will be happy!"

Sun Jianhua started a discussion group immediately.

Qian Yuejiang was puzzled, "This...? Old Wu, what's going on?"

Wu Liubai, "Lao Sun."

Qian Yuejiang, "???"

Sun Jianhua, "I took a closer look at this magnificent landscape painting by Mr. Xu. The chest is magnificent and the brushwork is vigorous. He used a panoramic high-level composition and the method of accumulating ink!"

"It sets off the danger and toughness of the rocks!"

"Painting mountains is mountains! Painting water is water!"

"In ancient times, there was also a painter who highlighted the majestic and majestic momentum with his indomitable composition. The two techniques are very similar."