Chapter 100: Drunk Fox (12)

“This painting! My goodness! It’s also too meaningful!”

“I don’t know anything about art, but I can feel that this painting is awesome.”

“This is the charm of Chinese painting, one look at it is pleasing to the eye.”

“Ning Guan is too good.”

“Now I really doubt that the anchor is here to cultivate immortality.”

“It’s a bit exaggerated.”

Netizens were excited.

The level of this painting was quite high.

The netizen who initially said he had studied for nine years as an art student, on a whim, took a screenshot of Ning Fei’s painting and sent it to his teacher.

The art student asked in passing, “Teacher, what do you think of this painting?”

Not long after, he received a reply from his teacher, Zhao Qi: “Which masterpiece is this? Is it a new work? The mood is very high, the layers and shades of the brush and ink are just right, this person definitely has a great attainment in Chinese painting.”

Seeing this reply, the art student froze for a moment.

He knew that his teacher, Zhao Qi, was a very authoritative expert in Chinese painting, and had a place in the Chinese painting class, and had real skills that were definitely not comparable to those “masters” who were pretentious.

Zhao Qi’s evaluation of Ning Fei was so high?

The art student replied, “Teacher, this is a painting by an anchor.”

“An anchor? Really? Are you kidding me?” Zhao Qi said in surprise.

Of course, Zhao Qi did not believe it, to know that something like Chinese painting, not to say that simply learning two years can be a quick success.

Chinese painting is all about mood, about writing, about having a deep understanding of beauty, rhythm and art to be able to paint.

Just like Jet Li said, “How can you block this 20 years of my fist?”

The same is true of Chinese painting, the greater the complexity to simplicity, the more simple something is, the more difficult it is to express.

It didn’t take long for the art student to send Ning Fei’s live recording video over.

Zhao Qi looked at the video, Ning Fei took out the brush and ink, and drew this picture of a white crane in the landscape in three strokes, and fell into a deep silence.

This person, he looked like he was in his twenties.

How could he have already reached this level?

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The strength of the brush, the force, the posture, all were impeccable.

Zhao Qi was proficient in Chinese painting, so naturally, he could see that Ning Fei was someone who was truly capable.

After that, Zhao Qi specifically looked up Ning Fei’s information, and the more he inquired, the more surprised he became at Ning Fei.

“I never thought that there was still such a high achiever hidden in the mountains.” Zhao Qi looked at Ning Fei’s paintings, and the more he looked at them, the more he liked them and praised them in his heart.

“If only I had a disciple like this.”

“But at my current level, I’m afraid I’m not qualified to be his teacher.”

After Ning Fei finished the painting and dried it, he began to glue the painted oil paper to the skeleton, which was again a very delicate job.

At this time, the fragrance of rice came from the front yard.

It was Jiang Xue who started cooking again.

Ning Fei before when he was alone in the Taoist temple, eating time was not too regular, if things are not too much then okay, if there is something at hand, Ning Fei will often forget to eat, and then go to eat casually after doing something.

Just like now.

Ning Fei smelled the fragrance of the meal, smiled without a trace, and then continued to glue up the oil paper umbrella.

“The glue must be touched evenly, so that the oil paper can fit better.”

After Ning Fei glued all the greased paper to the frame, he found a battery-style hair dryer to dry the glue on each frame.

“The last step is to apply cooked tung oil on the umbrella surface. Tung oil is very waterproof.”

Ning Fei took out the brush and tung oil again, and gently applied it on the umbrella surface.

“After the tung oil dries, the oil paper umbrella is ready for official use.”

After brushing the tung oil, Ning Fei blew the tung oil dry once again.

Natural air drying and blowing dry effect is the same, but this can greatly reduce the production time.

When everything was settled, the oil paper umbrella was finally made.

I saw that Ning Fei was holding a brown bamboo umbrella in his hand, with a picture of mountains, water and cranes painted on the surface of the umbrella. The umbrella frame and the ribs were all bamboo knots of the same colour, and the overall look was very beautiful.

Ning Fei tested the effect of opening and closing, and the oil paper was tightly attached to the umbrella stand, and it was naturally folded and tightly closed.

“Not bad, it’s finally done.”

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