my aunt

In fact, Ye Fan only remembered it after racking his brains. The old man liked this painting very much and said it was very artistic, and the topic of the painting test held that time was "Treading Flowers and Returning Horseshoe Fragrance". The painters didn't know how to write. Some painted magnificent horses, and some painted many flowers and plants, but none of them fit the artistic conception of this poem.

Later, a painter drew this painting. A wanderer sat on a horse, followed by a few butterflies who didn't want to go away. With just a few strokes, he brought out the artistic conception, so he went to high school.

The female guest was really surprised this time, she couldn't sit still anymore and came out from behind the curtain, looking at Ye Fan with big eyes, as if wondering if Ye Fan was cheating.

Seeing her like that, Ye Fan was a little funny, thinking about it, too, he doesn't look like a well-educated person with such a dress.

"Brother, okay, I didn't expect you to be so connotative. My brother Ma has convinced you!" Ma Xiaobei stood beside Ye Fan at some point, patted Ye Fan's back, With a sassy smile.

envious?jealous?hatred?Ye Fan didn't bother to pay attention to him, but when he turned his head, he was almost taken aback. Unknowingly, there were already a lot of male buddies standing around him, and they all cast their eyes on him.

To be more precise, he was paying attention to the female guest behind Ye Fan, with those eyes that looked like tigers and wolves, even Ye Fan panicked.

The female guest didn't care about the wolf eyes around her, but stared at Ye Fan with a pair of star eyes, as if hoping to find some clues from Ye Fan.

Ye Fan coughed lightly, "The next question is the third one, right?"

The female guest withdrew her scrutiny. She was a little disappointed. She didn't find anything valuable from Fan Ye. Could it be that Fan Ye really answered the question on his own?

"The third question is, please identify the authenticity of this painting and explain why."

As soon as the woman's voice fell, the people below exploded, especially Ma Xiaobei, who was almost beating his chest and feet, and shouted for Ye Fan, "Grass! Can this painting be the authentic work of that student? It was Song Weizong's time." If it is true, it would be priced sky-high now, how could it still be sold in a place like this?"

What Ma Xiaobei said was actually the truth. Everyone knew that the one on display was definitely a fake, but knowing it was the only way to know. To say why it is a fake is really a test of one's painting skills.

You must know that even today's world-class painting masters are not 100% able to distinguish fakes. What's more, if the female guest said such words at this time, it can only show that this painting must be Very close to the real thing.

It is almost impossible to start with the wear and tear of the paper, unless a precise instrument is used, how can the human eye do this?

Ye Fan also cursed secretly in his heart, which wicked ghost asked this question?Doesn't this make it clear that the participants will never see the true face of the female guest?The more I can’t see it, the more I want to buy paintings to participate in, and the more difficult the topic, I will buy more paintings...

This is probably caused by that old president Mo!This is indeed a scheming person!

The female guest doesn't care about these things. The reason why she took time out of her busy schedule to participate in such a charity fair today is because she is also very passionate about public welfare, and secondly, President Mo assured her that it is absolutely impossible Some people can break through the three barriers he carefully prepared, and some people want to take advantage of the ladies and guests, that will never happen.

That's why this female guest agreed to appear on the stage. In fact, it was true. In front of her secret pavilion, there were not even a few people who could answer one of her questions, let alone answer her second and third questions. problem.

Seeing Ye Fan's expression, she secretly felt proud,

Ye Fan is angry, so you must be sure that I can't answer it?I will make you ugly in a while!

Ye Fan said: "Of course this is a fake, the reason is very simple, because I can paint a painting that is not popular!"

As soon as these words came out, the voices of the whole room were filled with empty voices. It was obvious that no one would believe such words of this brazen person.

Ma Xiaobei suddenly hugged Ye Fan's arm, and said anxiously in a low voice: "Brother, don't hold on anymore, even if your brother Ma can't answer, you are even more hopeless, let's go, It's not that you're embarrassed!"

Ma Xiaobei had already noticed that someone seemed to have started to take off their shoes. If Ye Fan didn't leave, he could almost predict what would happen to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was annoyed by this little pony brother. This little pony brother seems to feel very good about himself. If he can't answer it himself, is it forbidden for others to answer it?

The female guest was also stunned by Ye Fan's words, she looked at Ye Fan in surprise and said, "Mr. Fan is not joking, is he?"

Ye Fan said speechlessly: "Do you think I am joking?" But he shook Ma Xiaobei away.

Ma Xiaobei stretched out a thumb in front of Ye Fan, and said sincerely: "You are awesome!" Then he turned his back, rolled up his sleeves, and stared fiercely at those young masters who were about to make a move, as if who would dare to lose their shoes When I came here, I acted like I was in a fight with Quan, and for a while, I could really suppress those restless people.

"What's going on?" Suddenly a deep and powerful voice came, and then I saw a [-]-year-old old man walking forward against all the crowd.

Mo Zihan is also here...Ye Fan didn't expect that he was really honored to be able to get this old Mo's attention...

When the female guest saw that it was the president of the association, she briefly discussed the matter with him. Mr. Mo listened carefully, and when he looked at Ye Fan, there was a gleam in his eyes.

"Prepare the Four Treasures of the Study!" Mo Lao said loudly to a person behind him.

The man made a sound and went down in a hurry.

Chapter 917 Happy New Year

Today I came to sell paintings, and no one would have thought that someone would draw ink on the spot, so the association really didn't prepare such things as paper and pens.

Seeing that the president really took it seriously, everyone stretched their necks and waited to see Ye Fan's joke.

Ma Xiaobei was the one who was suffering the most on the field at the moment, he didn't want to leave, he didn't want to leave, thinking of the big ugliness in a while, he wished to find a crack in the ground and crawl down.

Soon someone prepared the Four Treasures of the Study, which are actually nothing more than brushes, ink, rice paper, and inkstones. These were essential things for scholars in ancient times, but few people still use them now.

A half-grown child is holding an oversized pen holder in his hand. There are various brushes in the pen holder. The rice paper has already been laid out on the table, and the ink has been polished for Ye Fan. The only thing left is for Ye Fan to choose the brush. Watch how he makes a fool of himself.

"Does he know how to use a writing brush?" Suddenly someone couldn't help asking, this painting brush is quite different from the normal writing brush used in calligraphy, it is several times larger than the normal writing brush, if there is no certain book base, It is impossible to drive such a large paintbrush.

Ye Fan didn't care, and chose the largest paintbrush in the brush direction. The pen shaft was as thick as an arm. Ye Fan weighed the paintbrush in his hand and felt that the weight was just right.

This paintbrush is actually similar to the weapons in the cold weapon era. How strong a person is, he will use as much weapon as possible, and the paintbrush is actually the same.

Generally speaking, the paintings made with the largest brushes are more domineering and have a natural feeling, but this is very particular about a person's brushwork. If the person does not have certain painting skills, it is impossible to use this kind of painting. Large brushes.

If it is said that "one inch is short, one inch is dangerous" on weapons, then "one inch is big, one inch is difficult" on brushes.

When Ye Fan picked up the largest paintbrush, laymen didn't think it was a problem, but those who knew how to do it sneered at him. Mo Lao also snorted at Ye Fan, it seems that this kid is only a dozen swollen Just fat people.

Ma Xiaobei was even more ashamed, thinking for a while, should he pretend not to know Ye Fan?

Ye Fan held the brush in his hand, and his heart immediately entered a state of ecstasy. He deeply imprinted the "horse stepping painting" in his mind. After taking a deep breath, the large brush was very elegant Walked around in his hand, and then, Ye Fan suddenly inserted the tip of his pen into the inkstone, turned the body of the pen roughly, and then lifted it up, a sharpened tip jumped into it!

Seeing this scene, Mo Lao's eyes froze, and Ye Fan's ink splashing action was very domineering!

As we all know, how much ink is applied when painting directly determines the luster of the color of the painting, so most people are careful when applying ink, for fear that if they are not careful, the brush will be stained with too much ink. On the contrary, you will not be able to let go of your hands and feet.

But Ye Fan is good, he is completely contrary to ordinary people, his movements are open and closed, very domineering, but there is no drop of ink, which can only show that he has painted like this countless times!

Does this kid really have two real kung fu?Mo Lao looked at Ye Fan with more serious eyes.

Everyone was stunned by Ye Fan's exposed hand, and before they had time to applaud, they saw that Ye Fan had already waved the large brush on the rice paper like a dragon playing with a phoenix, without looking at the original painting, his movements were smooth and smooth , in one go!

When Ye Fan finished writing, everyone was still in a dream, and they were deeply shocked. In this situation, they only thought of the scene of Zhou Xingxing painting when he roasted chicken wings in "Tang Bohu Spots Autumn Fragrance". Unexpectedly, the scenes in the movie were vividly displayed in front of their eyes today. How could this not shock them?

"Brother, this...is this your painting?" Ma Xiaobei's jaw almost dropped, and he said to Ye Fan who was still drying the painting.

"Did you draw it?" Ye Fan said angrily.

At this time, the female guest also asked Ye Fan blankly: "But...why so fast?" It took Ye Fan only 2 minutes from the beginning of ink to the end of the pen, which was unheard of for her to paint at such a speed.

"This time it's slow. When I used to like to draw this, it usually took 30 seconds to make this simple pattern."

"But……"

"Don't worry about it, it's ready now." Fan Fan handed the dried painting to the female guest.