Chapter 347
Several girls were shocked, but seeing that Ye Qing was absorbed in painting, they could not bear to disturb him, so they walked quietly behind Ye Qing. When they saw the orchid in Ye Qing's hand, they understood why the butterflies were circling around it.
In the painter world, there is a saying that "it takes ten years to paint bamboo and a hundred years to paint orchids". How many people in this world can live over a hundred years old? Therefore, it is extremely difficult to paint orchids with charm, but Ye Qing did it.
In terms of structure control, density, front and side, containment, and echo, almost every orchid is like a living individual, which makes people realize at a glance that this is a group of orchids with various shapes, rather than a single replica template.
In terms of the details of the strokes, orchids have extremely high requirements for the painter. If the brush tip is too heavy, it is easy to have ink overflow and fatness, and if it is too light, it will appear dry and ethereal. But Ye Qing still got it just right, and the whole process of painting the Orchid in the Valley was completed in one go, with a free and unrestrained brushwork, and a mix of real and fake strokes, especially the last stroke of the pistil, which was like cursive script and a wise eye, showing the orchid's moist and elegant temperament to the fullest.
This painting not only has extremely high aesthetic value, but also contains the mysteries of calligraphy from all generations.
Although Avril and the others could not make professional comments, their appreciation of art is always the same. In Su Qingcheng's words:
"Uncle, this painting will be worth hundreds of millions if it is put up for auction, right?"
Ye Qing smiled, without commenting, and looked at the completed Orchid in the Valley, and breathed a sigh of relief.
This time the painting has made some progress compared to the past, and he is generally quite satisfied. As for this painting, he naturally does not plan to sell it. After all, money is just a string of numbers to him, but art is priceless.
After checking the time, Ye Qing was ready to put away the drawing board and go back to the house to make breakfast.
But at this time, Su Qingcheng and the others shouted:
"Uncle, don't collect them yet. If you collect these butterflies, they will run away."
"Yes, let's play with the butterflies for a while."
"Wow, this butterfly is so beautiful, I want to catch one and take it back."
Several girls were circling in the group of butterflies, holding butterflies in their hands and falling on their heads, which really became a few golden flowers.
Ye Qing and Avril were watching from the side, both of them smiled bitterly.
"The girls are only 18-year-old children after all." Ye Qing sighed in his heart.
Avril glanced at Ye Qing and said, "I'll go cook. Anyway, there are leftovers, just heat them up. You can play with the girls. I'll call you when the meal is ready."
Then, Avril turned around and walked into the room without waiting for Ye Qing to answer.
Ye Qing stared at the girls and was about to tell them to be quiet when a voice suddenly came from outside the yard.
Because the gate of the yard was open, Ye Qing could see two strangers walking towards them not far away.
Ye Qing was still a little confused, but the two people outside the door spoke first.
"It's really them!"
It was Qi Zi who spoke.
Of course, her eyes were looking at Su Qingcheng and the others at this time.
Qi Dezhi next to him was also stunned. He didn't expect that his daughter really found the owner of the orange cat painting.
"Who are you?" Ye Qing asked.
Qi Zi realized his abruptness and explained: "It's like this, we know those girls, so we are disturbing them. We want to know something from them. Are you theirs?"
"Oh, I'm their uncle." After learning the other party's intention, Ye Qing shouted to the girls who were still playing with discs not far away:
"Stop playing, someone is looking for you."
Su Qingcheng and the others were stunned, and then looked to Ye Qing's side. Su Qingcheng and Lin Xuan frowned and tried to recall.
"Oh, I remember, you are the sister who wanted to buy me a painting of orange cats in Jinling before?"
Qi Zi was delighted to see that the other party still remembered him, and smiled:
"That's great, I didn't expect you to remember me."
Su Qingcheng nodded when she heard it, but she was also puzzled: "Why are you here? Are you from this community too?"
Qi Zi and Qi Dezhi were both stunned, rubbing their hands awkwardly. They suddenly met them and didn't know where to start for a while.
Ye Qing also smiled and said, "Since we know each other, come in and sit down and chat."
Su Qingcheng and the others also reacted and quickly added two chairs for Qi Zi and the others.
The two sat on the chairs and were a little confused at first, but when they saw the butterflies hovering in the air, Qi Zi woke up. Then he looked at Su Qingcheng and the others and said slowly:
"It's a long story. When we met you in Jinling before, we thought your orange cat painting was too amazing. WeMy family is also an artistic family, so I really want to get to know you and learn some painting techniques from each other. "
Qi Dezhi also nodded, "Well, I also heard from Qi Zi, so we came to the community early in the morning. We just saw a group of butterflies and came to take a look. I didn't expect that these butterflies came to you. I am really sorry to bother you. I can only blame my daughter's persistence in art..."
Qi Dezhi said, his eyes focused on the butterflies again, and then following the trajectory of the butterflies, he suddenly realized something.
Qi Zi also noticed the painting surrounded by butterflies. At first glance, it was just a sketch, but the more he looked at it, the more he found that the charm in it was extraordinary.
"Sister Qingcheng, can I take a closer look at the painting?" Qi Zi'an couldn't help but said excitedly.
Su Qingcheng heard this and quickly explained: "Sister Qi Zi, you misunderstood. This painting was painted by our uncle. You see, we don't look like people with artistic cells. "
"And the orange cat painting was also painted by my uncle."
Qi Zi and Qi Dezhi looked at Ye Qing, and then asked for his opinion.
Ye Qing nodded and said, "Look, it's okay."
Anyway, there's no need to hide something he can paint easily.
Qi Zi and Qi Dezhi ran to the easel as if they had found a treasure. They were fascinated by the painting of the orchid in the valley, as if they had entered the artistic conception of the orchid valley.
"Is this really painted? What kind of brush can outline the texture of branches and leaves so clearly? And these thousands of forms, are they really improvised sketches? "Qi Zi asked several questions in a row, but she felt that it should be affirmative sentences.
After all, the facts are in front of her, and she can't help but admit it.
In the past, she thought she was a painting genius. She was born in a famous painter family. With her acquired efforts, no one of her peers or even the younger generation of painters could surpass her. But today she realized how shallow her talent was, and how terrifying the real genius was.
Qi Dezhi took out a magnifying glass and carefully observed it for a long time. He held the easel carefully, fearing that his fingerprints would stain the painting. He didn't even dare to breathe, because the water vapor exhaled might destroy this rare treasure that had just been completed.
"Miracle, a miracle! This painting actually combines eight kinds of ancient calligraphy, running script, regular script, official script, cursive script... At the same time, it combines six painting schools such as abstract, three-dimensional, realistic, and minimalist, and there is also carving skills on it, using fine brushes to outline the texture of branches and leaves, and..."
Qi Dezhi's comments confused several people.
Su Qingcheng looked at the painting carefully, "Strange, why can't I see it?"
Lin Xuan smiled and said, "Uncle Qi is very professional, he should be an expert, Qingcheng, have you returned all the knowledge you learned before to your uncle?"
Su Qingcheng scratched his head awkwardly, "Haha, I am not good at learning, I have embarrassed my uncle."
Ye Qing glared at Su Qingcheng unhappily, then turned to Qi Dezhi and said, "You have a high insight, and not many people can see the mystery in this painting. "
Qi Dezhi couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.
"What I said is far from reflecting the essence of your painting. Although I don't want to admit it, in fact, I have only observed some of the appearances of this painting. I really can't catch up with its inner artistic conception!"
Hearing this, Qi Zi also nodded, obviously agreeing with his father's point of view.
At this time, the two of them actually had a similar estimate of the level of Ye Qing's painting. It can't be said that it is better than the great grandfather. Objectively speaking, the orchid painting is several times better than the previous orange cat painting. If the great grandfather's painting is compared with the orchid painting, it can be said that it is no longer in the same dimension.
"Sir, did you really finish this painting in a few hours? And did you start learning painting since you were a child?" Qi Dezhi couldn't help asking.
Ye Qing didn't deliberately hide it, and said bluntly: "It took me half an hour to paint. As for painting, I started to learn it for a while in college. "
Boom!
The sky over Qi Zi and Qi Dezhi suddenly turned from sunny to thunderstorm.
What kind of monster is this?
Qi Zi usually takes half a day to paint a picture. This is just the first draft. It may take several days to complete the revision. And this is just a qualified work that can be shown at an exhibition. If you want to paint a work with a higher artistic level, it often takes a month or even half a year.
It can even be said that the more top painters are, the more time and energy they need to spend on painting a picture, just like her TaiGrandpa Qi Shi, although he later reached the level of perfection and could complete a shrimp painting in a few hours, you have to know that he spent a full 25 years painting shrimps before he finally became a legendary Chinese painting master admired by thousands of people.
But the young man in front of them undoubtedly broke their common sense, and even reversed common sense. He started learning painting in college, and a few years later he could create a masterpiece far beyond "Shrimp" in half an hour.
Who can withstand this? I'm afraid only the AI of the future can compete with it, right?
Qi Zi was also daydreaming for a while. To be honest, it was still unbelievable in her heart. After all, this novel dare not write it like this, right? She even suspected that Ye Qing was from Mars.
But just when everyone was immersed in their own emotions, Avril came out of the room, looked at everyone, and said hurriedly:
"Are there guests? Come on, come in and have breakfast?"
Su Qingcheng and the others just reacted, and called Qi Zi and the others to go in for breakfast. Originally, the two of them had breakfast, but they couldn't resist Su Qingcheng and the others' hospitality, so they were dragged to have another meal.
After breakfast, everyone sat on the coffee table and chatted.
Qi Dezhi originally came here to buy the orange cat painting, but after seeing the orchid painting, he gave up the idea. He felt that their Qi family could not handle it at all. Besides, everyone was engaged in art, so they naturally cherished their works and would not easily sell them to others. So he thought it would be great to make friends with Ye Qing, and no longer expected to buy the orange cat painting.
As the few people chatted, Ye Qing brewed tea over there, and his superb tea art show dazzled everyone.
After a while, Ye Qing brought a few cups of tea.
Qi Dezhi took a look at the tea, the water was clear and transparent, and it was still curling.
After taking a sip, the fragrance was refreshing. It was slightly bitter at first, but after a careful sip, the bitterness turned into sweetness.
"Good tea, good tea! I didn't expect that Mr. Ye's tea art is also unique!" Qi Dezhi couldn't help but give a thumbs up, and his praise was beyond words.
Qi Zi also sighed in his heart, this Ye Qing is really a rare genius in a thousand years. A painting contains elements far beyond the painting itself, and he is also very proficient in the tea ceremony. Such a talent is really enviable...
