Chapter 23: 23

Cai Kang's face flushed with anger. At such an old age, when was he so accused by a young man.

"Good, good, good!"

He said three good words: "since you have such profound views on traditional Chinese painting and guide me, it means that your traditional Chinese painting level can be my teacher? Let's compare!"

Ye Chen shook his head: "no, Wen Wuyi, Wu Wuyi, your reputation is so big, it's unfair."

Cai Kang was so angry that he almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood, but he had nothing to say for a moment.

You know, art is hard for everyone to adjust.

There is no obvious standard for who wins or loses. Cai Kang has a reputation and is respected by thousands of people. His works are naturally sought after.

Ye Chen, a little white man, is useless even if he draws flowers!

Because as long as you look for a referee in Jianghai University, even if ye Chen can draw a masterpiece, the winner must be him.

"How about I be the referee?"

Another old man walked into the office. The old man was gentle and elegant. At first glance, he was a master of Confucianism.

"What brings Professor Zhang here today? It's surprising that Professor Cai Kang and Zhang Fengru, two national treasure masters, can be seen in a small office at the same time."

"If Professor Zhang is a referee, it's absolutely fair. He has never played favoritism."

"But what about fairness? Do you think someone can surpass professor caikang in the attainments of traditional Chinese painting?"

Zhang Fengru motioned for everyone to take it easy and said to Cai Kang, "old man, you are really getting back more and more. You were accused by the younger generation. Why didn't you die earlier?"

"I won't die if you die. I will live one more day than you."

The two fought head to head and quarreled in public.

People then remembered that the two of them were rivals who loved each other and killed each other all their lives.

Cai Kang gasped and glared at Ye Chen angrily: "boy, Zhang Fengru, this old boy is dying. The so-called dying man is also good. Can you rest assured that he is a referee?"

"You're dying!"

Zhang Fengru scolded, "Ye Chen boy, I believe you can defeat him and compare with him. Don't worry, I will be fair and open, and even face you."

"Well, I'll compare with you today, but it's boring without a lottery." Ye Chen said.

"Hum, I promise you everything you want, but if I win, your picture of birds in the morning and Phoenix will be shown to me for ten days." Cai Kang blew his beard and stared.

"OK, it's settled."

Just under the crowd, ye Chen and Cai Kang took their seats.

What they painted was traditional Chinese painting and ink painting. They painted on rice paper or silk with a brush dipped in water, ink and color.

Traditional Chinese painting is divided into three branches, namely, figures, flowers and birds, and mountains and waters. On the surface, it is classified by theme, but in fact, it uses art to express a kind of concept and thought. The so-called "three branches of painting" summarizes the three aspects of universe, universe and life.

Chinese culture is broad and profound, and this simple picture alone covers thousands.

The best four treasures of study, ink is the so-called Golden ink.

Paper is the special rice paper for ancient emperors.

When all the tools are placed on the table, a simple charm suddenly comes to your face. Even people who don't know painting will be infected by this smell.

"You two are free to splash ink and brush. I will comment on who loses and who wins." Zhang Fengru said.

"Little fatty, can ye Chen paint?" Chu Yuexi couldn't help asking.

Bai Xiaocheng stalled: "teacher, I haven't seen Ye Chen paint at all, but he said he would, it should be."

"Er..."

Chu Yuexi rolled her eyes. Traditional Chinese painting requires a lot of learning and copying, which means that she will.

If ye Chen drew a picture of a chicken pecking at Rice on it, it would be a big joke.

Cai Kang was confident and calm. After thinking for a while, he began to write.

In contrast, ye Chen has been thinking with his eyes closed, and he doesn't know why.

In fact, ye Chen can't paint. At this time, he is reading in the sea of books.

The so-called whetting the gun at the first moment is not pleasant.

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As long as he has mastered the skills of traditional Chinese painting, he believes that he can absolutely abuse Cai Kang with blood.

After ye Chen read 180 books, the system finally issued a prompt.

"Ding, if you find primary Chinese painting skills, do you want to extract them?"

"Pick it up quickly."

In an instant, ye Chen's eyes flashed a touch of light, and his understanding of traditional Chinese painting in his mind became profound and strong, as if he was born.

Ye Chen did not hesitate to dip into the ink and start writing formally.

"Alas, I thought Ye Chen was a king, but I didn't expect it to be a bronze."

"What do you say?"

"Professor Cai paints landscapes, which are a white-edged battle. One flower, one world, and one leaf, one Bodhi. If mountains and rivers want to withstand viewing, they also contain philosophy. Professor Cai has obviously mastered the essence."

"Ye Bei painted characters, requiring a slightly lower performance of pen and ink. Even if he did not perform well, he could still have a look."

People can't understand their painting skills, but through other people's comments, they understand a little.

As soon as he finished writing, Professor Cai seemed to have a great advantage.

With the passage of time, the two people gradually entered the peak period, writing with great concentration and wandering.

Professor Cai's landscape has taken shape. His paintings are incisive, with seven points of outline and three points of charm. The artistic conception is meaningful, magnificent and steep.

Modern people are different from the ancients. They don't have so much flashiness in modern life. It takes decades to study a skill, and they have the spirit of craftsmanship.

But Professor Cai's paintings are not much better than those of the ancients. They are truly peerless.

"The ink pen is blue, like flowing clouds and flowing water around the plain paper, and Lao Cai tou's painting art is refined again!"

Zhang Fengru's evaluation is very high. It seems that the winning streak has been determined.

"Ye Chen is really crazy. Duke Guan plays with a knife in front of him and compares with Professor Cai. It's simply humiliating."

"I'll say how can ye Chen be professor Cai's opponent, but it's just grandstanding."

……

Countless ridicules and satires are noisy, but they cannot enter ye Chen's ears.

Ye Chen has entered the state. Although he painted characters, he is a figure of golden iron horse and ten thousand people fighting on the battlefield.

One stroke, is 800 miles under his command, 50 strings turn over the Great Wall sound, the courage of the battlefield autumn call.

The second stroke is the determination of Huang Sha to fight in hundred battles and wear the golden armor, and not to break the Loulan and finally not to return it.

Three strokes are the regret of lying drunk on the battlefield and not laughing at the fact that several people have returned to battle in ancient times.

Si Bi is the worry of lying in the night listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier dreaming.

The pen is full of dragons and Phoenix, and the way is full of ups and downs in the world.

Never experienced the battlefield, after all, do not understand the spectacular blood of thousands of people, and do not see the sorrow of separation of loved ones forever.

His painting is finished!

Everyone looked at Ye Chen's painting and turned their eyes to Ye Chen's painting.

"My mother, is this a ghost talisman?"

"I'm really laughing to death. What kind of mess is it? It's not as good as my bed wetting painting when I was a child."

"Alas, how can it be a mess? Ye Chen can't draw at all!"

……

"Fat Su, get me a glass of water!" Ye Chen slowly opened his mouth.

"Oh, oh!"

Su Xiaocheng blushed. He was a gang of Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's face is naturally not good-looking when he is painted like this.

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