Debut After Eight Years Chapter 586

Everyone is looking forward to Wang Qian's comments.

I don't know what kind of evaluation Wang Qian would give to Wen Cangjian's work.

Of course, the most important thing is that they are looking forward to what kind of works Wang Qian will give in response.

Wang Qian stared at the painting and said softly, "Sir, this painting is really a rare treasure in contemporary times. It embodies the skills of Mr.'s life..."

Wang Qian's experience has accumulated in two lifetimes. At that time, whether it was the world he experienced in his previous life or the current world, he had never seen a living master who could draw such a Chinese painting!

In his previous life, he had seen the master of realism who shocked the world. His paintings could be fake as real, and they looked like photos. It is said that a painting was hyped to the level of tens of millions. Ten thousand level, among the top painters who were still alive at that time.

However, that is a realist school, not a master of Chinese painting.

Calligraphy and painting do not leave home. They are two of the most difficult skills in Sinology that require a long time to polish. It is not like studying other so-called academic knowledge. Ordinary people and ordinary people in the industry.

However, calligraphy and painting need to be displayed. Whether the calligraphy is good or not and the quality of Chinese painting can be seen at a glance.

Therefore, since the new era, there have been fewer and fewer people who can master the two Chinese learning skills of calligraphy and painting, and there are almost no people who can practice it to the realm of masters.

There are fewer masters of traditional Chinese painting than masters of calligraphy. There are only one or two remaining in China, and they are all about the same age as Wen Cangjian, in their seventies and eighties.

Younger, no more.

In a few decades, people who may be able to paint Chinese paintings will be considered rare, and Chinese painting masters may only exist in history.

Therefore, Wen Cangjian's painting is even more precious.

Wang Qian nodded in admiration: "The brushwork and artistic conception have all reached a very high level."

Wen Cangjian smiled and said humbly, "Thank you, Professor Wang, for your praise. My skill in this life is on this pen. Fortunately, I can get it, otherwise my life will be a waste of time."

Lin Xizhan said seriously: "If this is all wasted life, then we will all be wasting our time."

Li Xiyan also said: "Junior brother's painting, even if the teacher is alive, will definitely be highly appreciated, it is definitely a rare masterpiece in the world. Although there is still a gap compared to the famous paintings of Danqing masters in the history of our country, the gap is not too big. It's a big deal. If Junior Brother can study and go further, then he will be the No. 1 Holy Hand in the island country.”

Although the island country is the successor of the so-called Chinese culture, there has never actually been a master of Chinese painting at the level of a holy hand in history.

The highest, which is the current level of Wen Cangjian.

Therefore, now Wen Cangjian actually represents the highest level of Chinese painting in the history of the island country, and he sent out a discussion to Wang Qian in the capital of China.

The meaning behind this is worth pondering.

Wen Cangjian shook his head, his figure was a little desolate, and he consumed a lot just now: "Unfortunately, I won't live for a few years."

dong dong dong...

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

However, several people did not look back, and were still looking at the painting seriously, as if they were looking at a peerless treasure that would take a long time to taste.

Qin Xuerong looked around lightly, and saw Jia Fuqing and Zhang Yue standing at the door.

Jia Fuqing smiled and said, "Miss Qin, take the liberty to interrupt, is Professor Wang here?"

Qin Xuerong nodded and let them in: "Well, here, you are the latest, you just missed Mr. Wen Cangjian's painting, come in."

Jia Fuqing and Zhang Yue were stunned for a moment, and then saw a group of people standing in the room, all blushing, knowing that they were late and missed something.

"Thank you, Miss Qin."

Jia Fuqing said a word and hurriedly walked in.

Wang Qian just nodded and smiled when they saw the arrival of the two, but didn't care.

Wen Cangjian, Li Xiyan, Tao Zhishan, Lin Xizhan, Zhao Shuren, and Xue Zhenguo just nodded their heads in greeting.

Jia Fuqing and Zhang Yue were accustomed to this attitude, and after greeting with a smile, they leaned over to have a look.

Seeing that painting, with the level and vision of the two, you can naturally see the level of this painting. It is a rare masterpiece of modern Chinese painting, especially when the two saw that the ink was still dry, indicating that it was made on the spot just now. I immediately realized that I had missed a wonderful master-level live painting.

Zhang Yue looked at his teacher Jia Fuqing, a little regretful.

It's just that I waited for the teacher for too long, so I came so late. I didn't expect to miss such an important thing.

Jia Fuqing also smiled bitterly, and then he didn't speak, standing quietly as an audience.

The two knew very well that on today's occasion, they could only be spectators, not qualified to interject, let alone participate.

Wen Cangjian represents the island country Huaxia Sinology, Wang Qian represents the pinnacle of the younger generation of Huaxia Sinology, Lin Xizhan represents the master in the field of Sinology on Hong Kong Island, Li Xiyan represents the identity of a new calligraphy master, and is the cultural leader of the capital.

Each has a peak representative status.

Jia Fuqing and Zhang Yue are nothing...

If they can come over and show their faces, they will be satisfied.

If today's gathering is passed down as a good story and famous in the history, they will also become famous and accumulate some qualifications.

Several pairs of eyes looked at Wang Qian.

Although, nothing was said.

However, Wang Qian knew that he had to show something.

Coincidentally, after watching Wen Cangjian's entire process of creating this painting just now, he felt a little bit anxious in his heart.

Since ancient times, calligraphy and painting have never been separated.

His thin gold calligraphy can reach the master state of the founder of the school, and the standard of Chinese painting will naturally not be low.

In the previous life, he often copied some famous paintings to pass the time, and the time spent practicing calligraphy was actually not as long as copying Chinese paintings.

Plus, since his rebirth, what he experienced in his previous life has been strengthened again.

Otherwise, his thin gold calligraphy would not have reached such a state.

so……

In fact, the standard of Chinese painting that he has never shown is actually higher.

It's just that he has been busy with other things and has no chance to show it.

Now, since Wen Cangjian has shown it, it also represents the highest level of Chinese painting in the island country.

Then, he will do something along the way!

Wang Qian waved his hand.

Qianyu Zhenzhu and Qin Xuerong stepped forward together, carefully removed the painting by Wenchangjian, but did not put it away immediately, because the ink on it was not completely dry, so it needed to be left for a while, and then took it to the next room with care, and then A new piece of paper was laid out for Wang Qian.

Qianyu Zhenzhu instinctively wanted to grind ink for Wang Qian, but seeing Qin Xuerong standing aside, she forcibly suppressed the urge in her heart and stood quietly beside her master Wencang fitness.

Qin Xuerong skillfully stood in front of the table grinding ink and looked at Wang Qian quietly.

Wang Qian looked at Wenchangjian, then at Lin Xizhan and the others, and said with a smile, "A long time ago, I studied Chinese painting for a period of time. Later, I was busy with other mundane things, so I put it down slowly. Today, Mr. Wenchangjian's Creation reminds me of these again, so I show my ugliness. Let me paint a picture too!"

Wen Cangjian, Lin Xizhan, Li Xiyan, Tao Zhishan, Xue Zhenguo, Zhao Shuren, Yan Zixin, Li Xinjing, Jiang Yu, He Chaohui, Qianyu Zhenzhu, Jia Fuqing, Zhang Yue and others were slightly startled, and looked at Wang Qian with wide eyes .

traditional Chinese painting?

Since Wang Qian became famous, he has never exhibited Chinese painting at all, but calligraphy has reached the master of the founding school.

It stands to reason that the top masters of calligraphy are not bad at painting.

Lin Xizhan and Wen Cangjian are both examples. Even Li Xiyan's Chinese painting can be done well, but he has not studied it hard. After all, he still has a major in music, and he does not have enough time.

However, Wang Qian never showed it. They all instinctively believed that Wang Qian might not be very good at painting Chinese paintings, which is in line with the setting of young people today.

However, now, Wang Qian wants to show Chinese paintings?

Is it in response to Wen Cangjian?

Several people present frowned slightly when they heard it.

In particular, Xue Zhenguo and Lin Xizhan frowned.

One of them represents Beijing University, and the other represents Hong Kong University. They all know that Wang Qian actually represents the collision between Chinese traditional culture and Chinese culture in the island country.

Wen Cangjian used the field of traditional Chinese painting that he is best at.

Why doesn't Wang Qian use calligraphy and poetry, which he is best at?

Why go to the field where the opponent is best at playing?

Isn't that forcing yourself to increase the difficulty?

Everyone was slightly puzzled.

However, the occasion was more serious, so no one spoke.

Wen Cangjian, only one of the parties involved, said softly, "How long has Professor Wang practiced Chinese painting?"

Standing in front of the table, Wang Qian was brewing emotions and artistic conception in his heart, and replied softly: "I have practiced on and off in the past few years, it won't be long."

Yes, I haven't practiced much in my life, maybe a dozen times in eight years.

Xue Zhenguo smiled bitterly, and Xue Man behind him was worried.

Wen Cangjian continued: "I have seen Professor Wang's calligraphy display several times on the video, and I have been fascinated for a long time. I thought I could see Professor Wang's calligraphy today..."

Obviously, Wencang Jian has good morals, and I also hope that Wang Qian can show what he is best at, instead of colliding with what he is best at with what he is not good at, so that he will not be able to win in the end, not only will he not Happy, but will leave regrets, making today's gathering less than perfect.

Wang Qian listened, looked at Wen Cangjian with a little admiration, and said with a smile, "I will see it!"

Wen Cangjian listened, stopped talking, just nodded and waited for Wang Qian's performance.

Lin Xizhan and Xue Zhenguo saw Wang Qian's confidence and waited quietly.

Jia Fuqing and Zhang Yue looked the most excited. They knew that they were here today, and they might be famous for it!

The audience was extremely quiet, no one spoke.

Even, the atmosphere didn't come out, and he tried to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible, so as not to cause trouble for Wang Qian.

Qin Xuerong's movements of grinding ink are extremely gentle.

Wang Qian stood quietly in front of the table for more than two minutes before gently picking up the brush and quickly swiping it on the paper.

Among the people present, even people like Jiang Yu and He Chaohui who are devoted to music have a deep understanding of the art of traditional Chinese painting. Perhaps only Qin Xuerong is a true layman.

The others are all first-class experts.

Therefore, everyone can see at a glance that Wang Qian's actions are like flowing clouds and flowing water, and there is even divine help in his writing.

Every stroke, every stroke, is like a stroke of genius, as if it has been practiced thousands of times, without any extra movement, without any thinking, it is smoother and more natural than Wen Cangjian just now.

Wen Cangjian was stunned.

Lin Xizhan, Li Xiyan, Xue Zhenguo and others were also stunned.

Qianyu Zhenzhu, Yan Zixin, Li Xinjing, and Xue Man all had their eyes twinkling, staring at Wang Qian, Wang Qian's brush, and the pieces of ink under the brush, as if this was the whole world.

Jia Fuqing and Zhang Yue's mentoring and apprenticeship trembled with excitement. They were not as high as others, but they could see that Wang Qian's performance of Chinese painting at this time was definitely far beyond their imagination and knowledge.

Wang Qian's writing did not stop, a looming mountain peak gradually appeared, and then a mountain peak appeared nearby. There were dense trees on the mountain, and there was a straight and steep waterfall in the middle of the mountain, flowing down into a huge pool below... …

There are boulders in the middle of the waterfall, there are turbulent currents, and it looks extremely dangerous.

The boulders and trees on the mountain are also extremely realistic, and at the same time have a very strong artistic conception.

call……

There was a sound of deep breathing.

It was Jia Fuqing and Zhang Yue. They were the most restless. At this moment, they could see the level and realm of Wang Qian's painting, which was the best they had ever seen in their life!

The painting by Wen Cangjian just now~www.mtlnovel.com~ obviously has a huge gap compared to it.

But Wen Cangjian, Lin Xizhan and others were still immersed in the artistic conception of Wang Qian's paintings, and they were extremely involved, as if they were in it.

Everyone else kept quiet.

Only Wang Qian's giggling voice was waving his brush.

Mountain.

water.

stone.

Tree!

people!

All appeared one by one.

Whether it is composition, technique, artistic conception, it is perfect and impeccable.

Most of the people around are senior people, and Wen Cangjian and Lin Xizhan are masters of traditional Chinese painting, but both of them are stunned at the moment, and they have a sense of admiration for Wang Qian at the moment.

Wen Cangjian looked back at his avatar next to him, with a wry smile, only to feel that his paintings had become so ordinary, like the works of beginners.

However, he knows that he is already one of the best Chinese painting masters in the world today, and it is no exaggeration to say that his painting is the highest level of Chinese painting today.

However, why is it so ordinary in front of Wang Qian's works?

time flies……

Wang Qian is still swaying, embellishing, and improving on the paper.

More refined, more comprehensive, and more delicate transformations appear.

It took more than half an hour.

For more than half an hour, all the people present didn't even move their footsteps, and their eyes were still focused on Wang Qian, and they never moved away for a moment.

Wang Qian exhaled lightly, and the painting was completed.

However, the work is not over yet.

He dipped in the ink, and after brewing it again, he wrote his own calligraphy in the space left beside him.

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