God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 168
The foreground of this painting is a small pavilion, figures, strange rocks and pines, while the background is continuous mountains with dense pine trees, which at first glance look like waves formed by pine trees.

Even close-ups can't be seen clearly, and distant views are naturally more blurred.

Extending from the first pine tree to the distance, the size of the other pine trees becomes smaller and smaller, and the image becomes more and more blurred. To the farthest part of the background in the painting, those pine trees are small black dots one by one, shrinking in this order The painting method is quite a test of the stability of the brush. A slight shake of the brush tip, or a little more ink dipping, will destroy the layering of the background.

Ink painting pays attention to resemblance and dissimilarity, not realistic, but it has high requirements on the sense of space of the picture. The background is the background, and the blank space is the blank space. The layers must be clear and distinct. If the layers are messed up, the painting will be useless.

And how to express the layers of painting?It is to use the scenery in the painting to describe it.And among these scenes, the more distant the scene is, the more careful it is, because the distant view is more forgiving of flaws, not to mention messy strokes, even if the ink is a little bit heavier.

What Xu Jingxing used was the boneless method, that is, he did not use lines to outline the frame, but directly rendered the scenery with black colors. This technique seems chic, but in fact it is very difficult.After finishing the painting, fine beads of sweat even oozed from his forehead.

You know, he hasn't sweated while working for a long time, and he didn't have to pant to carry a big cabinet of two hundred catties up to the sixth floor.But in this place, I was so tired that I was sweating, which is enough to show the difficulty of creating freehand works with the boneless method.

Old man Cheng waited for him to finish painting, and sighed a long time, "I'm ashamed, I'm so ashamed, after watching you paint, I'm ashamed to say that I know how to paint."

Xu Jingxing let out a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "You are too modest, I think the welcoming pine hanging in the living room is very powerful."

"Speaking of skills, your skills on drawing paper seem to be 50 to [-] years old, and ordinary young people don't have such profound skills as you. A pen is just a little bit on the paper, and the scenery and figures will come out after a few minutes. It's amazing, if I didn't know something about boneless magic, I would have thought you were doing magic tricks," Old Man Cheng didn't hesitate to praise him.

"Practice makes perfect, nothing magical," Xu Jingxing said with a smile.

"It's easy to say, but it's too difficult to stick to it. What is skill? Skill is the proficiency accumulated through years of persistent practice. You are only in your early twenties, and your hand feeling has reached a state that is almost wonderful. It's easy, I dare to say that, among the people of your age who have no bones in the country, you have the highest attainment," Old Man Cheng said with certainty.

Xu Jingxing was also quite proud of himself. Of course, he also knew that the main credit for his rapid progress was the Ruyi gloves. These gloves not only made his arms stronger, but also made his palms more sensitive. , when he was painting, he could even feel the slight vibration when the ink wetted the rice paper.

It is because of that extremely keen sense of touch that he can paint the picture he wants with ink color as he likes when painting.

Just as he was about to speak, Cheng Lin came over with a small handkerchief, dragged his chin with one hand, and wiped his sweat with the other.

He didn't realize that this action was too ambiguous. He closed his eyes and let Cheng Lin do it. He didn't wake up suddenly until he heard the old man Cheng's cough. Complacent, all the good mood suddenly turned into distress.

If this continues, he will probably be cooked with raw rice. This female fairy has too many routines, making him hard to guard against. After entering the door, the female fairy has already pulled him to show her affection several times without a trace. Those who know the truth will definitely regard Cheng Lin as his little wife.

But what was she afraid of? Cheng Lin's mother opened the door and came in at this moment. She was stunned when she saw this scene, and then she said nonchalantly: "It's time to eat, are you still busy?" Looking at the painting on the screen, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but ask, "Dad, when did your skills improve so much?"

"Hahaha, I didn't draw this," Old Man Cheng replied with a laugh.

"Who drew that?" Cheng Lin's mother was called Liu Yuying. Hearing what her father-in-law said, she turned her gaze around the people in the room, and finally landed on Xu Jingxing, "Did you draw it?"

Xu Jingxing nodded quickly, "Yes, Auntie."

"Oh, it's pretty good," Liu Yuying suppressed the astonishment in her eyes, complimented lightly, and then directly changed the subject, "The food is on the table, wash your hands and eat."

Old man Cheng could naturally tell that his daughter-in-law Liu Yuying was not very satisfied with Xu Jingxing, fearing that Xu Jingxing would be embarrassed, and greeted Xu Jingxing: "Go, wash your hands, and prepare to eat. I will keep this painting of yours first, and find someone to frame it for you another day." Go to the market and have a look, maybe you can sell it for a big price."

Seeing Liu Yuying's attitude, Xu Jingxing felt uncomfortable. Although he had no idea about Cheng Lin and was only using it as a shield to deal with them, he was still a little sad to be underestimated like this.But he didn't show it, and smiled at old man Cheng: "Graffiti is worthless, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are all yours, so this painting belongs to you naturally. If you like it, just keep it for yourself. Just throw it away if you don’t catch your eye.”

"That won't work. Wouldn't it be mocking me, Cheng Zhuo, for being ignorant?" Old man Cheng frowned, and said something pointed.The "goods" mentioned in these words clearly refers to Xu Jingxing's paintings, but actually refers to the person Xu Jingxing. This is a veiled warning to his daughter-in-law not to despise Xu Jingxing.

When Xu Jingxing heard this, he immediately understood. He felt a little warm in his heart and at the same time smiled bitterly. He hoped that Cheng Lin's family would look down on him, so that he would survive tonight without being dragged here by the female goblin again. As a shield.

If Cheng Lin's family had the same attitude as old man Cheng, it is estimated that Cheng Lin, a female fairy, would pester him even more.

So don't mention how complicated his thoughts are.

He was full of entanglements, and Cheng Lin's mother was also entangled. Liu Yuying, a mother, naturally hoped that her daughter would marry someone richer, because she felt that ordinary families did not match theirs. The family is wrong", of course it is not because she is so greedy for wealth and honor, but because she feels that ordinary families cannot afford to support her daughter, and if the family is not in the right family, if the two families have no common topic, there will be problems sooner or later.

At this moment, being reprimanded by Cheng Zhuozhen, I felt even more awkward in my heart, but there was a little smile on my face, but no matter how you looked at it, it was a bit fake.

(End of this chapter)