Shu embroidery

When Shen Chuqing was a sophomore in college, she spent half a year studying his paintings, wrote a paper and posted it to the Chinese Painting Forum, earning her first draft fee in her life.

The reason why I chose to use his paintings as the research object is because I really like his painting style and skills.

The second reason is that among the pictures of young painters that appear in the textbooks, Shen Yujun's appearance is the most beautiful one.

Of course, there is a third reason, I have the same surname as the great painter.

But when the person she had admired for a long time, who was both familiar and unfamiliar, stood in front of her at this moment, Shen Chuqing blushed and her heart beat, but she could only bury her head down.

"Are you ready? When can we start?" Zhang Zixing looked at the three young girls, his eyes almost glued to Shen Yujun.

Even though the pens, inks, papers and inkstones were already placed on the table in front of them, Zhang Zixing asked casually, trying to quickly pull them into the right path of the competition.

"Get ready." Sang Zi and Shen Chuqing said almost in unison.

Master Hao and Zhang Zixing each held a timer in their hands. Mr. Shen Yu started counting directly, and just after counting three, both timers were pressed down at the same time.

When Shen Chuqing brought up the line drawing pen that she had prepared long ago, she already had a plan in her heart, but the moment she saw Mr. Shen Yu, it suddenly became blank.

Looking at the clean rice paper on the table, the tip of the pen lightly tapped on the ink plate, and looked up at Sangzi who was opposite. He had already written and swiped at the moment, obviously he had already made up his mind.

Seeing her confident appearance, Shen Chuqing subconsciously raised her head and glanced outside the glass wall, just in time to meet Zhou Xu's eyes.

The gentle smile was like spring breeze, and Shen Chuqing couldn't help but smile back, and suddenly remembered the scene of visiting the hidden dragon room with him.

Immediately there was an idea in his mind, he brushed and dabbed ink, gracefully like a dragon swimming, and faint ink marks appeared on the paper on the table.

To be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts, a painter is naturally good. Although it has been a long time since she has drawn a brush, for an excellent student of the Academy of Fine Arts, whether it is brushing or splashing ink, these skills and skills have long been engraved in her bone marrow .

As long as a picture emerges in her heart, Shen Chuqing will definitely be able to copy it onto the paper in front of her.

Even though she was the last to start writing, her movements were obviously much faster than Sangzi's.

Time passed by every minute and every second, Shen Chuqing added water to the ink plate halfway, and after diluting the concentration of the ink, the pen in his hand never stopped again.

Sang Zi occasionally writes to think, and sometimes even raises his head and winks mischievously at Shen Yu-jun.

As the countdown began, the picture scroll in front of the two of them gradually took shape.

Shen Chuqing stopped writing first, and checked the time. There was about 1 minute left.

Seeing that she had finished, Sang Zi obviously showed a trace of impatience on her face. She hurriedly closed the pen, probably because she was too hasty. In the end, she used too much force in that stroke, and directly pierced the rice paper to reveal a strip of about two Three inches of mouth.

"It's over!" Sangzi looked at her masterpiece and exclaimed directly, attracting the attention of everyone in the embroidery room.

"Can this still be saved?" Just as he asked this sentence, he was already desperately thinking about how to remedy it, but at this moment the timer rang.

Sang Zi put down the pen in his hand sullenly, and said in self-defense: "My usual level is really good. The main reason is that the idol is here today. I am too excited, so it has some influence."

"..."

After Shen Yujun glanced at her indifferently, he moved his gaze to her painting expressionlessly.

This is a very ordinary ink plum, whether it is the smoothness of the lines or the depth of the ink, it is very well mastered.

Especially in this composition, although there is only one tree branch protruding out of the sky, the blossoming buds show tenacious vitality in the silence.

Probably because Sang Zi is an embroiderer herself, so her painting is more inclined to the direction of embroidery patterns suitable for embroidery.

"How is it?" Master Hao asked eagerly.

In fact, I already have the answer in my heart. Although this ink plum picture is well drawn, if it is embroidered, it will definitely be a masterpiece.

But compared to Shen Chuqing's painting, Sangzi's painting is too boring, but I still want to hear Shen Yujun's opinion.

"The overall composition is very perfect, and the direction of the pen and ink is also impeccable. Although it is not an excellent product, for a painter who is not a professional, this level is already very good."

Perhaps because of his mercilessness, Mr. Shen Yu didn't specifically mention the last failure, which made Sangzi feel grateful and happy again.

"I'm really not professional enough, so let's go and appreciate the works of Sister Shen, a major in the Academy of Fine Arts."

After finishing speaking, she was about to reach out to pull Shen Yujun, but Shen Yujun took a step back without giving her any face, avoided her hand, and walked to Shen Chuqing's painting first.

Although she knew that she was drawing a dragon, but at the moment when she got close to see it, a trace of surprise flashed in Shen Yujun's eyes.

"Wow, Zhongshan Candle Dragon, this is a mythical beast in the Classic of Mountains and Seas! Sister Shen, you are really amazing." Sangzi boasted without hesitation.

"How can you be sure that this is Zhongshan Candle Dragon and not other dragons?" As an embroidery idiot, Yang Qi obviously doesn't know much about this area, because in her eyes, all dragons in this world have a Appearance, anyway, is a fictional thing in mythology, and there is no need to distinguish between types.

"Look at the dragon's eyes, one eye is like the sun, the other is like the moon, Zhulong is also called Zhujiuyin, when she opens her eyes, it represents day, and when she closes her eyes, it represents night.

Because it is in myths and legends, there has never been a specific image. Master Zhou once embroidered a candle dragon to light a lamp. It was only after I saw that work that I learned to distinguish the difference between dragons and dragons.

Sister Shen's Candle Dragon directly uses the sun and the moon to reveal its identity to us, which is simply a simple and direct method. "

"The most important thing is that she showed the majesty and benevolence of Zhulong with only ink.

Let's take a look at this dragon's head first. When he raised his head, he looked down on the world spontaneously, as if all living beings were ants in front of his eyes.

But those eyes, like the sun and the moon, are full of kindness and tolerance. Candle Dragon is actually the god of sacrifice. It uses its own blood fat to light up the world. From a moral point of view, it also represents auspiciousness, stability and warmth. . "