Soul Painter

Feng Yuan was impatient.

On the one hand, I also speed up my own creation.

The painting on "The Fragment of Red Mansions", copied, is not more complicated than the three immersion and three drying of the "stone thickness and water color method" in "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", but the base frame, outline and smear are also indispensable.

Under such restrictions, Feng Yuan's creative speed can reach another level. He can paint about ten pictures per day, which really amazes Gao Fan, thinking that Mr. Feng has not been eaten by the mystery in the curse, but has been boiled by himself. If you die, you would have done a great sin.

But the matter has come to this, there is no way to go back, Gao Fan must first win Feng Yuan before he can rescue Feng Yuan.

Compared with Feng Yuan, Gao Fan’s drawing of the figure in the Red Mansions on this long rice paper with toner and a carbon pen is too light and handy. In addition to Gao Fan’s sketching skills, which are almost as powerful as full value, it is also because once it is really impossible to draw Well, the carbon color can still be wiped down. Seeing that Gao Fan is producing fake meticulous paintings one after another like an assembly line, Feng Yuan gritted his teeth and insisted that he must be faster!

The appearance of these two people, both old and young, copying an ancient picture album without sleep and food, made Mrs. Feng and Bao Baobao wonder that Gao Fan was supposed to solve the problem, but now why has he become part of the problem?

"Should I call Lao Lu over?" Madam Feng grabbed the crack of the door and looked at the two young and old in the study. Close the door, listen on your stomach, and you will hear the voice of a woman occasionally faintly coming from the door.

The woman’s voice was sometimes anxious and sometimes soothing. She didn’t really hear what she was saying, but it was very weird. This made them wonder if Feng Yuan had cheated, and Feng Yuan was obsessed with painting and was unwilling to explain. In fact, he didn’t want to explain. He thought he was upright. , What's to say?

This is also the reason why Mrs. Feng and Bao Bao Bao were angry and left home, but they are different now. Feng Yuan and Gao Fan are both in the study and can still hear the woman’s voice at the door. This does not involve Feng Yuan alone, but What happened to the two of them was not only weird, but weird and terrifying.

The "Old Lu" Mrs. Feng said was Lu Guoying, Gao Fan was Lu Guoying's disciple, and Feng Yuan was an old friend of Lu Guoying. These two people were addicted to painting and couldn't extricate themselves. Lu Guoying was a master of oil painting. Is it a way to ask Lu Guoying to come?

"You have to ask the Taoist priest of Bai Yunguan!" Bao Baobao said in a low voice, "I think they are hitting evil!"

"You kid, what nonsense!" Madam Feng was also frizzy.

They could not understand Lingshu’s interference in reality. Although they were not highly inspired, had no knowledge of mysticism, and could not see Mao Zhou's figure, they would inevitably be affected when a Lingshu was so close. The faint female voice is proof.

After all, Mrs. Feng did not go to Baiyun Temple to invite a Taoist priest, but invited Lu Guoying home.

Tianshi is very close to Pingshi, and Lu Guoying arrived in the afternoon.

As a world-famous oil painting master, Lu Guoying also has a lot of things, especially since Gao Fan became famous, his reputation as "one master, two masters" has made Lu Guoying's worth a lot, following the invitations of various painting exhibitions and conferences. And to.

Although Lu Guoying is difficult to invite, there are still channels. For example, Lu Guoying's various networks abroad and at home. Even if his temper is as stinky as Lu Guoying, there are people who can't show his face. For example, Feng Yuan.

But Gao Fan is different. Gao Fan became famous too fast. Whether it is the Boston art circle or the domestic art circle, there are few people who have friendship with him. It is even more difficult for the demon sect, Anna Armas. Close, the girl didn't even have an agent, so she couldn't find the two masters of the Demon Sect, and many invitations came to Lu Guoying.

Lu Guoying was annoyed by this, but there were some invitations that he really couldn’t refuse. For example, the Royal Academy of Fine Arts asked him to go back to school to give a lecture. What it meant was to talk more about the “devil faction”. Lu Guoying's alma mater is very kind, but what does he know about the Demon School? When he sees the "infinite symmetry painting method", he can only be dumbfounded.

Moreover, Lu Guoying hadn't seen Gao Fan for a long time.

Now that Mrs. Feng has an appointment, it seems that Feng Yuan and Gao Fan are in trouble together. Lu Guoying happened to be in the country, so he hurried back. It was already two days before Pingshi.

When he arrived at the Feng's house, Lu Guoying was led by Mrs. Feng to the second floor and saw Feng Yuan and Gao Fan sitting opposite each other.

Now, Feng Yuan is worried that Gao Fan will take away his Fragmented Red Mansions. When Gao Fan is copying it, he must follow it. Even when he goes to bed every night, Feng Yuan holds the Fragmented Scroll in his arms. Gao Fan tries several times. He took it secretly, but there was no chance. In addition, this Lingshu was tied to Feng Yuan at this moment. Gao Fan was very worried that if he really took Lingshu and angered Feng Yuan, it would directly cause some terrible mysterious accident.

At the same time, Gao Fan was also worried that the master of fine brushwork, who was bewitched by Lingshu, could not match him, so he secretly scrolled "Red Mansion Fragments" and ran away. Not to mention Mr. Feng's noble character, he couldn't do such a thing. , To know the "steal" of cultural people, what kind of "steal", it is an anecdote.

So Gao Fan stared at Feng Yuan when he was painting.

The old and the young, like eagles, exert pressure on each other in this small room.

Now it seems that Gao Fan is in a better state. After all, he is young and spent less energy on "The Fragment of Red Mansions". After the two tests in Provence and Boston, the mental state of painting is as tough as the same. The root steel bars can hardly be affected.

Feng Yuan was chased by Gao Fan, a rising star. Within three days, he chased nearly four hundred people in the Red Mansions. Seeing that he was about to catch up with his progress, his eyes were red, and he felt as if he fell thousands of pounds when he wrote. , But still able to support himself, unwilling to admit defeat.

Lu Guoying opened the door and entered the time.

Both Gao Fan and Feng Yuan were a little surprised.

"Old Lu?"

"headmaster?"

"Why are you (you) here?"

Facing the problem of the two people speaking in unison~www.readwn.com~ Lu Guoying went around the house in a calm and idle time, looked at Feng Yuan’s pile of more than 400 paintings of meticulous paintings, and then looked at Gao Fan’s focus on A sketch on a long scroll...Huh?

"It's interesting~" Lu Guoying is a master's vision after all. At a glance, he can tell that Gao Fan is using toner to paint meticulous brushwork. What is surprising is that he has completely drawn the artistic conception of meticulous brushwork. If there are only one or two, it would be just a joke. However, these hundreds of consecutive pictures are a joke, and the joke has become a work of art.

"You continue, I will study." Lv Guoying ignored his image and sat on the ground, starting to study the high-quality toner paintings one by one. He wanted to see where the current high-level level has reached.

Lu Guoying hasn’t seen Gao Fan’s paintings since the "Mask" group paintings for nearly a year. Of course, he has also looked for high-definition pictures on the Internet for the finished product of "Bostonman", but he doesn’t quite understand it. The infinite painting method has exceeded his cognition.

Oh... Gao Fan and Feng Yuan nodded naturally, Feng Yuan continued to paint, Gao Fan continued to stare.

And outside the door.

Madam Feng watched Lu Guoying sitting directly on the ground and began to study painting, she couldn't help but slap her thigh: "Fold in another one!"