The blind date was cheated, I directly chose to escape the order

Chapter 297 The Priceless Painting
Serradi, as a top master of the Impressionist School, couldn't help but make such a judgment when he saw Zhou Yu's paintings at this time. Gu Zhenghua was his student, his disciple, and he knew best about Gu Zhenghua's strength. Yes, it can be regarded as being in the forefront among young painters, and it can be regarded as the best among young painters.

But compared with the one in front of me, the gap in the middle can no longer be simply described, it is a kind of invisible crushing in the realm, even a master like him sees Zhou Yu's painting process Being able to be so addicted to it, and even get a little inspiration from it, is enough to explain the extraordinaryness of this seemingly uncharacteristic painting.

The strangeness of Master Selati also made Mr. Gao and other calligraphers and painters who didn't know much about oil painting carefully began to observe Zhou Yu's paintings. Impressionist paintings themselves are very mysterious paintings. People are focusing on painting styles that are completely incompatible with Zhou Yu's current paintings. They are very different, and naturally they cannot be appreciated.

But from Senardi's reaction, it is not difficult to see that Zhou Yu's painting should not be simple or look so bad. It is even possible that this poor-looking painting has a very profound artistic conception. From this point of view , it is very likely that Zhou Yu has already won.

Although Gu Zhenghua is Serradi's student and disciple, he seems to have no intention of looking at Gu Zhenghua at all. Of course, Serradi is the special guest of this feast of calligraphy and painting, and his status is relatively high. Beside him are all the top figures in the painting and calligraphy world like Mr. Gao.

Even if other people want to join in, they don't have the qualifications. Naturally, it is difficult to notice the reaction and feelings of Master Serradi here. Gu Zhenghua, as the disciple of Ambassador Serradi, can do it.

However, his focus now is on Zhou Yu. He wants to wait until Zhou Yu has finished painting this painting, and then he will crush it ruthlessly and win the final victory.

Then I watched Zhou Yu pay a big price for his painting, and then eat it, even he was already thinking about what price he should sell this painting, 50, 100 million or 200 million, of course The unit here is not the soft sister currency but the euro. After all, he is more likely to be in Gaul in Europe.

On Zhou Yu's side, only his wife Lin Weiwei, Yang Wei, and Wang Changsheng were the only ones who supported him. Lin Weiwei was really worried about Zhou Yu at the beginning, especially Zhou Yu was so amateurish that he couldn't be more amateur. His excellent painting skills made him almost unable to bear the desire to rush forward to replace him.

However, as Zhou Yu continued to make some adjustments to the painting in front of him, some special lines appeared on the original painting covered with paint. These lines looked very simple, very rough, and even without a little the law.

But as these lines continue to appear, and when the drawing paper is covered with strands of strands, Lin Weiwei, who has a very high appreciation of oil paintings, can see a little bit of wonder. Of course, you let him completely say It is also difficult for her to say what is the strength and goodness of this painting.

After all, her appreciation level is only a little higher than that of ordinary people, but it is a bit too much to say that she is stronger than a young artist like Gu Zhenghua who has already entered the world.

"This..." With the continuous progress of Zhou Yu's painting, even Lin Weiwei could see the extraordinaryness of this painting, so how could Gu Zhenghua not see it?
His complexion also became a little strange. He is a young painter who specializes in Impressionism. He has a deep understanding of the paintings of all the masters and painters of Impressionism. He even wrote for the paintings of many top masters. For professional papers, it can be said that his appreciation level is relatively high.

But because of this, with the continuous development of Zhou Yu's paintings, he has already seen from this painting the very classic and mysterious painting techniques of various impressionist schools, and some of them, even He hasn't used it well enough so far.

However, Zhou Yu's drawing of lines one after another made him see that even the top masters may not be able to fully master the proficient painting skills, but such painting skills in Zhou Yu's hands did not have the slightest lag at all. smooth.

Everything was completed in an instant, extremely smooth, as if he had painted this painting thousands of times, without any pause, and more importantly, the artistic conception represented by this painting made people He, a young painter specializing in Impressionism, was a little stunned.

Strong, too strong, did he really draw it casually?Is Zhou Yu in front of him really just an amateur player?Why is he so accomplished in oil painting?Not only are all kinds of top oil painting skills invincible, but even the artistic conception and thoughts expressed in this painting have ruthlessly crushed him, the so-called outstanding young painter?

Compared with such a painting, the painting that he spent half a month carefully carving is really like garbage, and it is indeed worse than this kid's graffiti.

Zhou Yu, who was fighting with him in front of him and comparing his paintings to rubbish, was definitely a top impressionist master painter.

"How is his painting?"

"When I first saw it, it seemed a bit like a child's graffiti, but now the more I look at it, the more it looks like something."

"I think so too. Although the painting is not particularly beautiful, it doesn't seem too bad."

Be it the onlookers or the calligraphers and painters, looking at Zhou Yu’s painting, some of the discussions among them started from the very beginning. But gradually they seemed to be able to vaguely see something.

Even if they didn't understand oil painting or impressionism, they could at least see something from the change in Gu Zhenghua's expression. Maybe the painting wasn't as bad as they imagined, and it might even be very good.

"Mr. Gu Zhenghua, what do you think of the painting my husband drew?" At this time, Lin Weiwei was also completely relieved, and asked Gu Zhenghua, who had an ugly face, with a smile.

"This painting, this painting..." Gu Zhenghua was also extremely embarrassed, and he wanted to say that this was a painting that could no longer be rubbish, but the problem was that even if he said such things against his will, his mentor Sey Master Radi was standing there, and was seriously appreciating this Zhou Yu's work. He would probably be slapped in the face by his mentor on the spot if he said this sentence.

(End of this chapter)