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Chapter 152 The Sadness of the Times

"Shen Ming, don't talk nonsense, freehand painting... what difficulties can you have?"

Among the crowd, some people naturally frowned and retorted: "In the market, freehand paintings are booming, and a large number of freehand paintings are sold every year, and the prices are not expensive. How prosperous."

“That’s all the works of old artists.”

Shen Ming said slowly: "The new generation... is wrong, there are also the Mesozoic generation. There are several famous freehand painting masters. Don't you know what you think?"

The words made the group of people silent because they knew that Shen Ming was right. Not only the national exhibition in front of him, but also other art competitions, after looking around, it was basically the world of fine brushwork.

"Brother Chen, don't beat a group of people to death."

However, after a moment of silence, someone still retorted: "There are still many people learning freehand painting, but they are still in the accumulation stage and do not show any signs of dew. Only by accumulating strength can we soar into the sky."

"How many years have it accumulated?"

Shen Ming smiled and said, "Just Bai Ye said, it may not be possible for thirty years. Let me ask, in this impetuous society, how many people can persist for decades and put their great youth on this vague future?"

"What's more, the road to success is not just freehand painting."

Shen Mingyouyou said: "With other choices, most people still know how to 'seek profits and avoid harm'. This pile of fine brushwork is the best proof."

“…”

Facts are better than words, and now everyone else has nothing to say.

After all, after entering the new era, fine brushwork has risen strongly. The reason is very simple. Fine brushwork focuses more on the performance of "details". As long as the technology is not bad, enough concentration and patience are enough, it is easy to improve the level.

However, freehand painting emphasizes things other than painting.

To put it bluntly, it means reading, having enough cultural cultivation, and forming a unique aesthetic realm.

Young people cannot achieve success overnight and reach a certain level. In addition, young and energetic, they are inevitably eager for quick success and instant benefits. Who would be willing to last for decades?

This is reality.

"The sorrow of the times."

Shen Ming sighed and looked at Xiao Luo: "Xiao Xiao, I just read your works. Compared with your previous works, there is indeed a breakthrough. We must keep it."

"I will."

Xiao Luo nodded, neither arrogant nor humble.

He was determined and chose the path of art and would not be easily shaken. If he said critics, just listen to half of them. Well, it is just that those who praise can listen to them, and those who slander can be ignored.

"And you..."

At the same time, Chen Yang's eyes turned, he looked at Bai Ye and said, "To be honest, I don't appreciate your paintings."

Um?

Many people were surprised and a little surprised.

You know, they have to admit it after walking around.

Baiye's paintings are the biggest highlight and surprise in this national exhibition. It is not that other painters' works are not excellent, but mainly that Baiye is stronger.

But Shen Ming is belittling the other party, why?

Bai Ye smiled, not asking the reason or refuting, and was very calm.

“The reason is simple.”

Shen Ming took the initiative to explain: "Your paintings are similar to Chinese paintings. Since that's the case, if you can draw them directly into Chinese paintings, why do you have to paint them into oil paintings? Wouldn't that be an unnecessary move?"

"If you paint it into a Chinese painting, the artistic conception in your painting is definitely a classic freehand painting. Perhaps decades later, among the famous freehand painting masters, you will have a place."

Shen Ming said regretfully: "It's a waste of what Western painting you learned."

Hey.

When the others heard this, they suddenly felt that this sentence seemed to make some sense.

After all, from the perspective of artistic conception, the picture of the double swallows on the white leaves can be seamlessly connected with Chinese painting. You should know that they really thought it was Chinese painting at first sight.

"You can't say that."

Unpredictable, Gao Bo said: "If you paint it into a Chinese painting, you will not feel subversive. The painting of Shuangyan is an unprecedented innovation and an unprecedented breakthrough in the field of oil painting."

yes.

This is the reason.

The others' thoughts came back and were almost misled by Shen Ming.

If it is true as Shen Ming said, Shuangyan is the form of Chinese painting, how could oil painting be as dazzling as oil paintings?

The form of art is important.

"Short-eyed."

Shen Ming said disdainfully: "You must know that in the history of painting, no one can shake the status of Chinese painting. Oil paintings are always just supplements and are destined to be supporting roles. Do you believe it or not? When a hundred years later, when the conclusion is finalized, some Chinese painters whose artistic level is not as good as yours will definitely appear in textbooks."

"As for your name, it is only possible to mention it in extracurricular books at most."

Shen Mingran said: "Can you accept such a result?"

“…”

Not to mention Bai Ye, Xiao Luo, another group of critics, was once again silent. Because everyone knows that what Shen Ming said is very likely to be realized, or even facts.

The reason is even more ready...

Cultural confidence.

Or, establish cultural confidence.

This is the bottom line that a country and a nation must adhere to.

Seeing everyone silent, Shen Ming smiled indifferently and turned around and said, "Okay, I've finished watching it, let's change the place."

A group of people also followed suit.

Gao Bo fell to the end, and before leaving, he comforted: "Don't listen to Lao Shen, he is afraid that you will be floating, so he deliberately scares you. Believe that the country's mind and demeanor are all rivers, and tolerance is great. The world can tolerate it, but I am afraid that it can't tolerate oil paintings?"

After saying that, he walked away slowly.

The three of them were left, staying in the room, looking at each other in a glance.

After a while, Yu Chi whispered: "I think what Gao Bo said makes sense."

"Even if it's true, so what?"

Xiao Luo snorted: "I like creation, and it's enough that someone likes my creation. As for other accompanying things, they are optional, and I don't care."

"You are still free and easy." Yu Chi praised, then turned around and saw Bai Ye who lowered his head and remained silent. He hurriedly said: "Bai Ye, Gao Bo is right. Shen Ming is just beating us. Don't take it to your heart."

As he said that, he smiled bitterly: "To be precise, it should be hitting you two. They don't know who I am at all. In comparison, I should be the most pitiful one."

"Fengshui turns around."

Bai Ye came back to his senses and smiled and said, "I believe you have potential, but it just didn't explode. Now it's just a dormant period. Once you rise with the wind and spread your wings and soar, you will definitely be shocked."

"right."

Xiao Luo agreed deeply and agreed: "Yu Chi, you can do it."

"……Thanks."

Yu Chi's mind was also a little excited.

At this moment, Bai Ye suddenly said, "Is that Shen Ming very high in the critical circle? Why do you feel that even Gao Bo is shorter than him, not to mention others, as if he is following his orders."

"You don't know this?"

Xiao Luo and Yu Chi were very surprised.

They felt that Bai Ye was always confused about some common sense and didn't understand at all.
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