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

Wu Liubai chatted with Qian Yuejiang privately, "Has Mr. Sun lost his mind?"

Qian Yuejiang, "I think it looks a bit like it!"

These two are very much like the students in the classroom, where the teacher is lecturing and whispering.

Sun Jianhua yelled in the discussion group, "Why are you silent? You say you don't understand, I'll give you a popular science!"

"If you understand it, go and comment on it! What do you mean by such a good work? Aren't you chilling Teacher Xu?"

"Do you still want Teacher Xu to go on the path of literature in the future!"

Looking at Sun Jianhua's posture, he seems to have become Xu Heng's number one fan!

Iron powder!

Xu Heng is good at literature!

Painting and calligraphy, Xu Heng is also amazing!

There are many things that can be lively for the layman, but the insider can see the doorway.

It is precisely because Sun Jianhua knows a lot and knows a lot that he cherishes Xu Heng more and more.

He cherishes Xu Heng more carefully than he cherishes his own wings and life.

"I know you want to say that I'm exaggerating! But this painting is no worse than those of the Chinese Painting Association! In addition, I don't know if you have noticed that Xu Heng's painting is very big, at least three meters. "

Wu Liubai, "???"

Qian Yuejiang, "Is it that big?"

Sun Jianhua hated that iron cannot be made into steel, "Also, this painting is not drawn on paper! It is on the wall! There are many details next to it, please pay attention to it!"

Because he loves Xu Heng, and because Xu Heng is really awesome, he makes Sun Jianhua refresh his three views and cognition again and again, so he is even more excited.

Wu Liubai and Qian Yuejiang looked at it confidently and seriously, and found that it was really painted on the wall.

They also know that drawing on a wall is very different from drawing on paper.

To present the whole picture so perfectly is far more difficult than drawing on paper.

The difficulty is at least two higher!

One is flat, and the other is vertical at ninety degrees. This alone makes a difference.

Moreover, the wall is uneven and the gap between the paper is also large.

Also, the progression of ink, the embellishment of colors, and the amount used are completely different from those on paper.

If you don't have a certain amount of experience, painting on the wall will definitely be abolished.

Sun Jianhua, "In this painting, Xu Heng's brushwork is stern, outlining the steep and carved edges of the rocks, and perfectly shaping the back and texture of the rock mass."

"." When adding a chalk brush to the outline and inside, leave a little space along the edge to express the concave and convex feeling of the mountain shape, and portray the indestructible character of the northern mountains and rocks like iron and steel. "

"Whether it's a mountain or a dense forest, the entire painting is dark and dignified, with a strong and majestic aura."

"In front of this aura, the bright light of the day seems to pass through it and become dim, giving people a deep aesthetic feeling like a night mountain, with layers of darkness."

Sun Jianhua was eloquent.

"Majestic, Shen Xiong Gaogu! Be so!"

Wu Liubai, "Ashamed!"

Qian Yuejiang, "I learned!"

But in private, the two said, "Please, Mr. Sun, just let us go!"

Sun Jianhua, "Delete one or two sentences of yours! Don't embarrass yourself in Teacher Xu's circle of friends!"

Wu Liubai, "Yes!"

Qian Yuejiang, "Go right away!"

Sun Jianhua, "One of you is a professor and the other is an academician. That's it?"

Despised again!

In front of Sun Jianhua, these two are still far behind, and he is qualified to teach him a lesson.

Whether it is age or knowledge, they are inferior to themselves.

Wu Liubai and Qian Yuejiang, "I would like to listen to Elder Sun's teaching!"

Wu Liubai was very uncomfortable. He just wanted to ask Gong Changqing to educate him, but he wrote a lot of comments under Xu Heng, so we're done.

This made Wu Liubai consciously speechless.

"Forget it! Delete it, let's sum up Old Sun's comments and post it!"

Wu Liubai concluded, and Qian Yuejiang also concluded.

And the two posted it almost at the same time.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

At the dinner table, Xu Heng's cell phone kept ringing.

Yue Pingting, "You have news."

Xu Heng was eating, "Show me."

Yue Pingting clicked on it and said, "A few people are commenting on your Moments. Looking at your profile picture, you seem to be very old!"

"One is Wu Liubai, the other is Qian Yuejiang, and the one named Sun Jianhua. I feel like they are all bragging about you! Xu Heng! There is also Gong Changqing!"

"Heck heck! Is it the comments you bought with money! Look at these people, the comments (money is good) are so fake!"

"Two people commented almost the same!"

Xu Heng turned his head and looked.

It really is!

Wu Liubai and Qian Yuejiang's comments were almost the same.

He took the phone and sent a message to Wu Liubai and Qian Yuejiang.

Wu Liubai and Qian Yuejiang were stunned at the same time, and they noticed that their comments were very similar to each other's.

Xu Heng, "What's going on? It doesn't look like you copied each other!"

Wu Liubai explained, "Don't mention it! Now that Mr. Sun has become your number one fan, he must force us to give you a serious comment! He also gave us a class and opened a special discussion group!"

"Send the screenshot to you, you can see."

Xu Heng smiled.

"That's okay? Mr. Sun is too hardworking!"

"Actually, I posted this just to feel a sense of accomplishment. After all, I drew it in an hour, not for showing off!"

Wu Liubai, "Xu Heng, we understand how you are... Wait a minute, how long did it take you to draw it?"

"One hour!"

Wu Liubai, "How big is the painting?"

Xu Heng, "It's about three meters high. My one-story house is different from the residential buildings in the city, so it's a little higher."

"In terms of length, this wall is about four meters!"

Three meters times four meters!

A painting of twelve squares!

You only spent an hour?

Wu Liubai immediately sent a message to Sun Jianhua, "Old Sun, Xu Heng painted twelve squares in one hour. What level is this in the Chinese painting circle?"

Sun Jianhua, "I can't say for sure. Some people's paintings are very ordinary. It can be done for an hour, but..."

Wu Liubai, "Mr. Sun, just tell me the truth."

Sun Jianhua, "I saw a friend paint, and it took four hours to finish the painting. The area of ​​the painting is a little smaller than Xu Heng's, and he painted on paper."

"My friend, a contemporary Chinese painter, many of his works are given to foreign guests as national gifts."

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Chapter 115

The dinner table.

Yue Pingting asked, "Who are these people? I think they all praise you to the sky!"

Xu Heng, "No one, just friends I met in the capital."

Zhou Xiu'e, Xu Yueshan, and Yue Pingting all stared at Xu Heng with three pairs of eyes.

"Does this mean you know some kind of dubious person? Why are you so flattering and killing you?"

Xu Heng rolled his eyes, "Do you mean to kill him?"

Yue Pingting curled her lips, "No? Uncles and aunts, look, they almost praised Xu Heng to the sky!"

The mobile phone was passed to Zhou Xiu'e and Xu Yueshan.

They were all dumbfounded.

"No, son, what kind of friends are you! Even your dad and I don't need such old avatars, what are they talking about!"

Xu Heng had one head and two big ones, "Is it okay to stop talking about this while eating?"

Zhou Xiu'e, "No! The people you know are all dubious people who will bring you down! Delete them!"

Xu Heng almost spat out a big mouthful of rice.

"Mom and Dad! Why are people so nonchalant?"

"Others praise your son! Is this your attitude?"

Xu Yueshan and Zhou Xiu'e glanced at each other, "But isn't that a bit too exaggerated!"

"Praise you for being beautiful, 6666! Parents can accept it, what is it and what is it! It's a mountain, and it's water, so analyze it like this."

"You just randomly scribbled a picture on the wall, is that what they are?"

Yes!

I just drew it casually!

But people don't think so!

"Hey... Go online and check, Wu Liubai, Qian Yuejiang, and Sun Jianhua, Gao Changqing, who are they! Look in the encyclopedia."

Yue Pingting checked them one by one.

Xu Heng continued to eat his food calmly.

"Wu Liubai, professor of the Department of Literature of Jingyun University..."

"Qian Yuejiang, academician of the Tianchao Academy..."

"Sun Jianhua,..."

"Gao Changjiang, the director of Capital TV..."

"This, this, these people..."

"No wonder the avatars are so strange, they are all so old!"

"But how did this group of people become your fans!?"

Xu Heng continued to roll his eyes, "You know now? By the way, Mom and Dad, and you Yue Pingting, when I went to the poetry conference, academician Qian Yuejiang Qian and Mr. Sun Jianhua and Sun were sitting next to me. Did you forget?"

Zhou Xiu'e was confident, "Let's not talk about them, I don't even remember what the host looks like. We watched that TV just to watch yours. Who watches other people!"

Xu Yueshan and Yue Pingting also looked at Xu Heng and nodded seriously.

"Okay...give me the phone back."

After dinner, Yue Pingting planned to go home.