Full-level boss is not easy to chase

Welling Gallery.

Wei Lin Gallery is located within the third ring road promoted by every inch of land. It occupies a full [-] square meters and is filled with paintings by famous domestic and international artists.

In front of the door of the gallery, there is a rainbow door, and a banner is hung on the rainbow door: Realism Oil Painting Exhibition.

Qin Ermei and Cheng Yang accompanied Wu Bo.

Because, there is a work by Leng Chan in the exhibition.

As soon as Qin Ermei and Cheng Yang came in, they were so shocked that they couldn't speak.

Wu Bo is also completely intoxicated by the real oil paintings.

"Wo Cao, then... those two apples are just like the real ones, and those worms are so green that they are about to crawl down." Qin Ermei forgot even the words of praise, and tsk-tsk.

"Damn, the boy riding a bicycle on the Loess Plateau, the chains of the bicycle are all painted, just like the real thing." Cheng Yang was also full of praise.

Wu Bo is looking for the paintings of his grandfather Leng Chan.

After looking for it, he frowned: Why are there photos in such a high-quality art exhibition?

photo?

A large photo is hung on the wall, covered with special glass.

The name is what it is: a pile of garbage.

A veritable pile of rubbish was randomly piled on the dirt, and a faint smell leaked out, attracting two green-headed goshawks.

The sudden appearance of such a large photo in the art exhibition really makes people feel like they have eaten a fly.

Wu Bo rolled his eyes in disgust.

Qin Ermei leaned over, looked carefully, as if discovering a new world, and read out loud: "Wo Cao, the photo is pretending to be an oil painting exhibition, and the author is also marked. Is this considered fake?"

"Author: Chu Xia, not for sale." Cheng Yang also read it out.

author……

Is it a photographer?
"That's not a photo, it's a super-realistic oil painting, it's just a pile of garbage." Wu Bo stood in front of this disgusting painting, as if he could smell the smell, and couldn't suppress the shock in his heart .

"Wu Bo, you must go to Wei Lin Gallery to take a look. Maybe there is a painting that can bring back your aura to your paintbrush." ​​Grandpa Lengchan said meaningfully when he asked him to come here.

Wu Bo won the guidance of his grandfather Lengchan, and his painting skills are good, but his grandfather said that he lacked inspiration.

What is Reiki?
Wu Bo really couldn't explain it. At this moment, standing in front of the painting, he understood a little bit.

Reiki, the soul of a painting.

Just like the painting in front of me, like a photo hanging on the wall, it is real and disgusting to look at, that is where the aura lies.

"That, that, the principal's painting." Cheng Yang discovered their purpose of coming here.

"Young Master Wu, let's go and look at the principal's painting." Second Sister Qin tugged at Wu Bo who was looking intently.

"You guys go first, I'll take a look at this pile of rubbish." Wu Bo didn't turn his head, and waved his hands to tell them not to disturb him.

Wu Bo was born in a wealthy family, and was influenced by his grandfather Leng Chan since he was a child. His painting skills are also very high, but he always feels that something is missing.

He always felt the impact of seeing the painting in front of him before.

By the way, it's his useless painting!
Wu Bo became excited. Ran Doukou added a layer of storm to the surface of his useless painting.

It is the storm that he drew on the basis of a big cross.

That's Reiki!
The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

On the other side, Qin Ermei and Cheng Yang looked at the principal's cold scene painting, and then looked all the way into the depths of the gallery.

Before I knew it, I walked to an aisle deep in the gallery. There was a teacher at the door of the aisle. Seeing that the two were wearing the school uniforms of the High School Attached to the Academy of Fine Arts, he didn't ask, and let them in.

inside the room.

Both Makino and Ran Doukou hung up the paintings they brought.

There were several students gathered around, waiting for the artist teacher Wei Lin standing in the middle to comment.

"Green persimmons, Makino, the use of the brush is superb, but there are mistakes." Master Wei Lin pointed out the shortcomings of Makino's paintings unceremoniously.

"Frost on persimmons is related to sunlight, wind, and rain. Look at the frost on the surface of the persimmons you painted. Only sunlight and wind and frost are called frost. This is the soul of this painting."

The surrounding students nodded one by one. Master Wei Lin's comments are always very beneficial.

"Teacher, the inspiration for my street view comes from the food street in the storm, a messy scene." Ran Doukou also opened the painting.

Everyone's eyes lit up.

The wind, the gust of wind, everything that blows wobbles.

Rain, torrential rain, renders everything it can get wet as a wet weight.

The facades of snacks on the street were blown by the wind and rain, and they were in a mess.

The whole picture is lifelike, just like a real scene.

Master Wei Lin was addicted to the painting for a moment, and it took a long time before he praised: "Good painting, good painting!"

Cheng Yang carried a chair over and sat down, propped the back of the chair with one hand, and tugged Ermei Qin, who had rounded eyes, with the other hand. She blinked her eyes and put her index finger on her lips, preventing Ermei Qin from being shocked. .

Then, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Wu Bo: "Young Master Wu, come and see your painting."

His paintings?
Wu Bo was surprised, how could he have paintings here?

On the other side, Teacher Wei Lin seemed to be excited by the paintings displayed by Ran Doukou.

"Students, please see that the raindrops were blown down obliquely by the strong wind, and the raging wind in the air blew away the black umbrellas that were supported by people on the street. Not to be outdone by Street View.”

The aura of this painting is in the storm.Cardamom, tell everyone how you draw such a beautiful artistic conception? "

……

Wu Bo followed the gallery to Master Wei Lin's studio, and walked in without disturbing anyone.

Qin Ermei was about to call him, but Cheng Yang grabbed Qin Ermei and raised his chin at Wu Bo: Look at your painting.

"One day at noon, I asked my classmates to go to the food street to satisfy my hunger. Just after eating the steamed buns, it started to rain. The storm, lightning and thunder blocked me and my classmates in a small shop. The inspiration came in an instant. , I took a pencil with me, and drew the prototype on a piece of paper, and went directly to the studio after returning home. I couldn’t calm down for a long time, and drew it in one breath.”

Ran Doukou's voice was sweet and melodious, with strong penetrating power, and it penetrated into everyone's ears like this.

"Hahaha, okay, Cardamom, this painting is a top-grade work, and it is a great honor to have an apprentice teacher like you." Master Wei Lin laughed heartily, and the students around him also praised Ran Cardou .

"Doumeng, can you show your sketches at that time, let us have a look?"

"Of course." Ran Doukou proudly opened the white sketch in his hand, and the real street scene reappeared in front of everyone.

These students all learned from Master Wei Lin, and many of them have insight.

One of the girls suddenly asked in amazement: "Junior Sister Cardamom, your sketched portrait is the setting sun in the afternoon, but why do you say that you are painting a street scene at noon?"

Ran Doukou: ...

All the students looked around in surprise and observed carefully.

Wu Bo silently glanced at Ran Doukou who was surrounded by the debate center, his face changed slightly, and he turned to leave.

Cheng Yang and Qin Ermei looked at each other and followed.

"Obviously, Wu Shao went to the food street with us, how did it become the source of inspiration for Ran Doukou's transformation?" Qin Ermei was not convinced.

"Shut up." Cheng Yang pouted, pointing to the silent Wu Bo: "The Lord doesn't even make excuses, why are you in a hurry?"

"That's plagiarism, you know? Wu Shao's paintings, she just painted some storms and plagiarized them into her works, making me suspect that the storms are not hers either!"

"Who didn't paint it? We all saw Ran Doukou in the studio with our own eyes, and asked her that she didn't deny it!"

"Then it should at least be said to be cooperating with Wu Shao?"

"perhaps……"

"Don't talk about it, go back to the attached middle school and ask Teacher Fu to check the monitoring." Wu Bo left Qin Ermei and Cheng Yang and walked in big strides.