Shu embroidery

"The lottery? Why should there be a lottery? I will challenge you only if I like you. We will be friends after the competition! Isn't it as bad as me and Yang Qi?" Sangzi said puzzled.

Do you challenge whoever you like?Such an honor fell on her head, and Shen Chuqing didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

"If Chuqing has no objections, the two of you will start preparing things that will be used later. The judges are still me and Master Hao, but because it involves painting, I think we should find a more professional judge to come over."

Although Zhang Zixing didn't know Shen Chuqing well, but as a student of the Academy of Fine Arts and a disciple selected by the master, he had some confidence in this competition.

Master Hao nodded and said: "You are right. Since they are comparing ink painting, if you call Mr. Shen Yu over, that kid is quite accomplished in this field."

"Okay, I'm going to find someone now. You can take a break, take this opportunity to drink some water and eat some snacks to replenish your energy." After Zhang Zixing finished speaking, he quickly called the staff to prepare.

He also left the embroidery room, announced the result of the competition to the onlookers who were waiting for the result, and even asked the staff to take out the finished product of the competition for everyone to appreciate.

The staff repeated what the two judges said before, and also told everyone why Sangzi won.

When they heard that there was going to be another competition, the guests who were about to leave stopped again.

Whispering voices began to sound around, saying that this young embroiderer from Hunan was really good. He had just won a competition and quickly launched a second challenge.

Although the second round was not about embroidery, the one who was challenged was the disciple of the Dragon Embroiderer who made a splash on the first floor.

The three characters of Embroidering Dragon, no matter where, no matter when, are particularly attention-grabbing, which is also due to her age and her mystery. She only embroiders one thing in her life, and I am afraid that it has never been seen since ancient times. No embroiderer can do it.

Peng Shaolie was seriously looking at the two embroidered faces displayed in front of him, especially the moment he saw the Cantonese embroidery stitches. As an embroiderer who grew up in a family of Cantonese embroiderers, Peng Shaolie can be called He is proficient in all stitches of Cantonese embroidery, and even some of them are hidden in the family.

Look at the Cantonese embroidery stitches on the two embroidery surfaces in front of you. Although there are overlaps, they almost present the stitches of all schools of Cantonese embroidery.

Peng Shaolie has never made a summary of his own stitches, but he did not expect that almost all Cantonese embroidery stitches, except for a few skills that cannot be passed on, can be said to be at least 80.00% present in front of him at this moment .

Peng Shaolie felt a little hot on his cheeks, and he didn't know if it was caused by excitement or other reasons. He whispered to Zhou Xu: "These two girls are really amazing. I said before that they are proficient in all kinds of things. exaggerating.

However, some of the types of embroidery methods presented by them spend their whole lives, and they may not be able to master them if they only learn one type. "

Although Zhou Xu is not an embroiderer, he grew up with famous teachers since he was a child, so he naturally has the ability to distinguish between good and bad.

In terms of age alone, it is indeed a miracle that Sang Zi and Yang Qi can have such a solid foundation at such a young age.

But thinking of the miracle, Zhou Xu looked through the glass wall and settled on Shen Chuqing, and couldn't help thinking, if she could have worshiped her aunt earlier, would she be like those two girls now?
Although it is said that painting is Shen Chuqing's specialty, Zhou Xu is still a little worried about this dazzling hometown.

Even if she had known for a long time, as long as she appeared in this exhibition as her aunt and apprentice, she would definitely be challenged.

Unexpectedly, it took only half a day to accept two challenges. Others came to participate in the exhibition and appreciate embroidery, but Shen Chuqing seemed to come to participate in the competition.

Watching the staff bring tea and snacks in, under the greeting of Master Hao, the three girls happily replenished their energy. From the smiles on their faces, it was impossible to tell that they were the opponents who had just finished the competition a moment ago, and The opponent who is about to compete.

Zhang Zixing came back very quickly, and there was a tall, thin and handsome man who appeared in the embroidery room with her, who looked only in his thirties.

The man was wearing a blue double-breasted robe, and his stern features showed no expression.

Walking up to Master Hao, he politely said hello to Master Hao. He had already walked to the judge's special seat, looking expressionlessly at the materials prepared by Shen Chuqing and Sangzi on the table.

"This is Mr. Shen Yu, the youngest ink painter at present. It is most suitable for him to be the judge of your painting competition." Master Hao said gently, looking into Mr. Shen Yu's eyes unconsciously exudes appreciation.

"I know, I know, I've heard of Brother Yujun's name when I was very young, I really like Brother Yujun's paintings, and there are two printed works hanging in the house!" Sangzi said excitedly.

"Why is it printed?" Yang Qi felt very curious, since she likes it, why not buy the real one.

"The real thing is so expensive, and I couldn't afford it. I happened to be on a street stall, and saw printed matter for sale, so I bought it and hung it on the wall for fun.

Let me tell you, Brother Yujun is my favorite young artist, and it is because I am a fan of him that I learned ink painting. "

Sangzi never took his eyes off Shen Yujun. After all, he is his favorite idol, and the more he looks at it, the happier he becomes.

"We don't know each other well, you can just call me by my name."

A voice called Brother Yu Jun made Shen Yu Jun feel as if he had goose bumps all over his body. He was very uncomfortable, and said with a blank face.

"Okay, Brother Yujun" Although he said yes, Sangzi still went his own way, Shen Yujun frowned slightly, and ignored it.

Shen Chuqing's heartbeat also accelerated at this moment, and she didn't dare to look at it blatantly like Sang Zi, but with this figure in front of her, so close to her, Shen Chuqing felt like she was about to suffocate.

As the youngest ink painter in central Sichuan, five years ago, a painting of Eight Hundred Liba was popular, and won the first prize at the Chinese Painting Exhibition, winning the gold medal for ink painting.

Although he is only in his thirties, many of his paintings have been included in the textbooks of Southwest Academy of Fine Arts.

There are even some subjects dedicated to the study of his paintings, and he is called the most spiritual ink painter by the older generation of painters.

Because the ink and wash paintings he draws are light in color but have a particularly strong sense of layering. Every painting seems to have life, which is hard to forget after one glance.