Datang: Li Er, are you teaching me how to do things?

Chapter 209 Old-fashioned and boring
All the bums looked a little embarrassed, Zhao Gongjing was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Don't you know Brother Qu's status? You can talk a lot, but if you know Brother Qu's status, you You will definitely regret it."

"Why should I regret it? If the painting is not good, do you still want me to say that the painting is good? Do you want me to criticize the deer as a horse?"

"Who says the painting is not good, do you know whose disciple Qu Mingtong is?"

Li Yun really doesn't know, he has absorbed the knowledge and experience of Chinese painting, and has a certain understanding of the 5000-year-old Chinese painting masters.

However, there were really no outstanding painters in the early Tang Dynasty.

So let alone Qu Mingtong, even if he is really a master's disciple, Li Yun doesn't know who that master is?

Zhao Gongjing chuckled, a little smug, "Let me tell you, Brother Qu is a disciple of Master Yuanjing."

Li Yun paused for a moment and looked at Wei Wanyu, who replied in a low voice: "Master Yuanjing is an eminent monk in Xiangguo Temple, but he is very good at painting."

It is not surprising that monks are good at painting.

In this era, monks were generally more leisurely, and many monks had time to learn painting and calligraphy, so there appeared some monk painters or monk calligraphers.

But this so-called round mirror master...

Li Yun had never heard of it.

For example, the Guanxiu monk in the late Tang Dynasty was very famous, and the Arhat picture especially has a special temperament, which is extremely vivid.
There is also the Juran monk of the Five Dynasties, who is especially famous for his landscape paintings. His landscape paintings are mixed and integrated, and the mountains and water are not separated, which has a kind of hazy beauty.

As for the Yuanjing monk, Li Yun had never heard of it.

Of course, it may be that the early Tang Dynasty did not pay attention to it, so his name does not exist in the history of Chinese painting.

However, this possibility is relatively small.

Li Yun curled his lips, and then said: "So what if he is a disciple of Master Yuanjing, is it because he is a disciple of Master Yuanjing that I have to say that the paintings are good, the paintings are wonderful, and everyone who draws is top-notch?"

What he said was interesting, and Wei Wanyu couldn't help laughing.

Dugu Yanjun also lowered his head, not knowing whether he was laughing or what was going on.

Wei Wanyu tugged at Li Yun's sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Master Yuanjing is a very protective person."

Li Yun smiled, and understood why Zhao Gongjing said that. He smiled, and then said to Zhao Gongjing: "So? You think this is a painting by a disciple of Monk Yuanjing, and you think everyone Do you want to reverse black and white, pointing a deer into a horse?"

"Look at your group of people, and you still say you want to explain painting to Miss Dugu. You don't even dare to talk about the most basic and realistic painting. What can you explain?"

"Aren't you lying?"

"Or it means that your level has reached this level, and you can't get on the stage at all."

"If your level is not good, then stop beeping here, go home and study hard, don't be ashamed of coming out."

Li Yun's words lowered the heads of all the bums, some of them were blind, and dared not say anything for the sake of Master Yuanjing.

Some of them are really low-level, so you can’t tell.

Zhao Gongjing, a greasy man, is not ordinary. He has a thicker skin and quicker reactions.

"You...you always talk about us, what about your own paintings? What about your paintings?"

Li Yun laughed, "I don't draw very well, what's the matter, I can't comment because I don't draw well?"

"Does that mean I don't know how to cook, and I can't comment on whether the dishes on the table are delicious?"

"I don't know medical skills, so I can't say whether this medicine will kill people?"

Zhao Gongjing snorted coldly, "You don't understand at all, so stop talking nonsense."

Li Yun chuckled, "Judging from your tone, you seem to be able to paint, so do you have any masterpieces hanging here?"

Zhao Gongjing's face changed slightly, and then she said: "I...my paintings don't need people like you to evaluate them."

"Yo, don't you need it, or don't you dare?"

At this moment, the bums behind Zhao Gongjing yelled and pointed out Zhao Gongjing's painting.

Zhao Gongjing's face changed drastically, but she still walked over first, "What do you want? This is my painting."

The painting just now is a figure, but Zhao Gongjing's painting is a flower.

A plum blossom, because it is black and white ink painting, has no color, so it does not look bright enough.

From Li Yun's current perspective, he thinks this painting is too rigid.

Zhao Gongjing was a little proud, he thought he painted very well, because a group of people praised him just now.

"how?"

Li Yun smiled, "Your painting is probably the same as when I learned to paint when I was seven or eight years old."

Li Yun naturally couldn't draw when he was seven or eight years old, he just pretended to beep.

Zhao Gongjing was furious, "What are you talking about, you can draw like this at the age of seven or eight?"

"Isn't it amazing to paint like this? Look at your painting, it has no characteristics, just such a flower, without any temperament at all."

Li Yun continued: "A really good painting is vivid and can make people imagine a story. Do you know what this plum blossom represents in your painting?"

Zhao Gongjing was stunned for a moment, he was not a fool, he understood what Li Yun meant.

In fact, before he painted, he wanted to express the pride of plum blossoms that are not afraid of the cold, but he was limited in his brushwork and couldn't draw them at all.

But his basic skills are still there. As far as this plum blossom is concerned, the painting is excellent without any problems.

It just lacks a little charm.

This is actually the difference between an ordinary painter and a painter. The painter's paintings have no soul, while the painter has begun to inject soul into his works.

Of course, like the top painters, their paintings not only have souls, but also have stories and strong personal styles, and their expression in a certain aspect has reached the top level.

"You...you are just talking nonsense, what do you know?"

Zhao Gongjing was furious, but he couldn't explain why, so he said indiscriminately: "If you have the ability, you come to paint, you come to paint."

"It's that argument again."

Li Yun rolled his eyes, he thought for a while, and turned to the bums, "Listen, I can change this painting. After I change it, you people don't want to pester Miss Dugu anymore, how about it?"

The bums curled their lips, unwilling to agree.

"Could it be that we have to agree with you if you change it blindly?"

"Of course not, I can make this painting have a soul."

Li Yun is 100% sure that this painting has a soul, because his skills are the culmination of thousands of years of Chinese traditional painting.

The easiest way to give this plum blossom a soul is to color it.

In fact, as early as the Jin Dynasty, people began to paint in various colors, such as juicy green, clear flowers, cinnabar and so on.

In the Sui and Tang Dynasties, coloring became more common.

However, it is still in the exploratory stage at this time, and a set of theories has not yet been produced.

And Li Yun knows how to make paintings more soulful with this set of coloring theory.

(End of this chapter)