"It's shrimp head, claws, and beards..."

"It's too light, almost impossible to see!"

"It's six!"

"This sixth one was blocked, but it does exist..."

“…”

The crowd suddenly became silent.

This virtual and real structure is a very clever technique in Chinese painting. However, many students cannot master it well, and everyone cannot even imagine how Lin Yuan outlined this feeling. Even if they don’t understand what the painting is good, it can make the tutors and professors amazed. At least everyone knows that the level of this painting is definitely very high.

"Lin Yuan, how about selling this painting to me?"

Kong An suddenly turned his head and looked at Lin Yuan. What no one knew was that at this moment, Kong An completely lost his mind to accept Lin Yuan as his disciple.

Because Kong An knew that Lin Yuan’s Chinese painting level was higher than that of his professor!

"Professor Kong!"

Luo Wei suddenly spoke: "Teacher Lin Yuan has sold this painting to me! You don't need to compete with me as a student, right?"

This girl used to call her "you".

At this moment, my attitude changed completely: "And I promised Teacher Lin Yuan that I would be a comic assistant for him in the future. I spent a lot of money on this painting!"

Everyone couldn't speak anymore.

Is this a victory or defeat still judged?

President Luo has called the great god "Teacher Lin Yuan".

Kong An stared at the "Six Shrimp Pictures" and felt a little regretful, but Luo Wei said so. He couldn't force himself to rob, so he could only say helplessly: "You are such a great blessing. Remember to treasure this painting."

“Students’ Union.”

Luo Wei has returned to her low posture and will not snatch the paintings. You are still a good professor.

The mentors couldn't help looking at Lin Yuan: "Can you take pictures?"

"Can."

Lin Yuan had no objection.

He noticed that his painting reputation was rising.

"Click."

"Click."

All the mentors took photos, including Kong An, and took many photos in a row.

"It seems that this painting has not been signed."

After taking the photo, Kong An looked at Lin Yuan: "Please sign up?"

Lin Yuan shook his head: "No need."

The painting was to be sold to Luo Wei. This was the transaction he made with Luo Wei before he left the house. The price of Luo Wei was one million.

Compared to the value of this painting, one million is just a drop in the ocean.

But Lin Yuan knew that because this painting was painted by himself, its value was incomparable to Qi Baishi's own paintings.

Although, this painting can also be regarded as being painted by Qi Baishi himself.

In addition, Luo Wei also agreed to be a comic assistant for Lin Yuan for three years.

Lin Yuan thought about it and agreed. Anyway, he couldn't take out this painting and sell it at a sky-high price.

In other words.

If you draw Van Gogh's "Sunflower", it is useless even if it is possessed by Van Gogh. As long as this painting is not painted by Van Gogh himself, it will not achieve its own value.

Lin Yuan still understands this principle.

Even Qi Baishi himself, his paintings were not worth a lot at the beginning.

The value of money only begins after he became famous, grew old, or even after his death.

"This painting can be taken out to participate in the war."

Kong An looked at Lin Yuan and made a suggestion.

Luo Wei hurriedly said, "I will send it to the exhibition."

Lin Yuan nodded, this would increase his reputation. His reputation for painting is much less than that of music and literature.

"It's apart."

Kong An waved to everyone.

Most of the students were still confused, and a small number of them were reluctant to leave. They also took photos, but Kong An refused to let in, so everyone could only take photos from a distance.

Anyone who understands it understands why Kong An refused to let him in.

There is no protection measure for this painting, there are too many people, and it will be a pity if the painting is damaged.

"Can you still draw this kind of painting?"

The crowd was almost dispersed, so Kong An asked Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan shook his head and opened his mouth: "This is the best I have painted, and I can't copy it."

Kong An said regretfully: "I still want to ask you for a painting. If you can draw it in the future, can you give me a copy?"

"Try to do what you can."

Lin Yuan is not sure if he has similar character cards in the future.

Kong An nodded.

He did not doubt Lin Yuan's words.

This painting is so wonderful, and it is normal for Lin Yuan to paint it once. It is like writing a song. When the inspiration comes, it will naturally be extraordinary.

But no matter how extraordinary the performance is, it also shows one thing:

Lin Yuan is a master of Chinese painting!

His specialty direction is actually not gouache or sketch, but the type with the most popular and learners in Blue Star:

traditional Chinese painting!

How amazing!

The gouache sketches that are comparable to professional level are not Lin Yuan’s main attack direction...

"You will become a master in the future."

This is Kong An's final evaluation. In fact, Lin Yuan's painting is already at the level of a master, but the circle will not admit that a student has the ability to be a master.

This is helpless.

The Blue Star Painting World is a place where qualifications are discussed.
Chapter completed!