The students who were painting also looked over when they heard the commotion.
The female teacher quickly stopped them." We're fine," she said." You guys can continue painting!"”
At this moment, Elder Huo kept looking at Ye Yi. He had to admit that Ye Yi's external image was very good. He gave people the feeling of a sunny boy, and it was easy for others to have a good impression of him.
This was the reason why his affinity was stronger!
Just as Elder Huo was being helped up by Ye Yi, he suddenly felt that the boy in front of him was familiar.
He even felt that he had a deep understanding of Chinese painting.
Elder Huo himself was shocked when he thought of this.
He had never felt this way before.
"My young friend, you haven't answered my question yet.”
Ye Yi said modestly," You're being too serious. I don't have any opinions. I'm just curious and came over to take a look!"”
Huo Hua was a shrewd old man. Although Ye Yi replied like that, he could see a strong confidence in Ye Yi's eyes. He believed that Ye Yi definitely knew how to draw!
"What do you think is the essence of Chinese painting?”
Ye Yi also wanted to befriend Huo Hua and said truthfully,"Two words, charm."
As soon as Ye finished speaking, Huo Hua's eyes lit up. He was even more certain of his guess and continued,"What is charm?"
"The so-called 'Qi' is often called 'divine spirit', and' rhyme 'is also often called' version'. Its characteristics are 'liveliness' with vitality, spirituality, and lifelike;
Yan Huang's landscape painting's combination of Qi and rhyme was actually related to the prominence of ink-wash landscape painting. In other words, after the brush and ink became the two fundamental media languages of landscape painting, Qi and rhyme corresponded to the brush and ink respectively.”
"Moreover, Chinese painting emphasized 'learning from the outside and understanding the heart.' It required 'the brush comes first, and the painting is full of intention'. It emphasized the melting of the object and the creation of the artistic conception, achieving the goal of using form to describe the spirit.
Since painting and calligraphy were of the same origin, as well as the close connection between the two in expressing their feelings and the movement of lines, painting, calligraphy, and seal carving influenced each other and formed a remarkable artistic feature.
The tools and materials used for painting were specially made brushes, ink, paper, inkstone and silk. Modern Chinese paintings inherit tradition, but they also absorb foreign techniques…"
Ye Yi spoke with confidence. Elder Huo had already confirmed that Ye Yi knew painting when she opened her mouth.
After hearing Ye Yi's explanation, he was very satisfied with his understanding of Chinese art.
He could not help but start chatting with Ye Yi.
The more Huo Hua talked, the more shocked he became. He realized that no matter what questions he asked, Ye Yi could answer them perfectly. Some of them even had the same opinion as him.
Immediately, she had a good impression of Ye Yi again. Her gaze gradually carried admiration, and she even felt that she had found a confidant.
The female teacher was even more shocked. Ye Yi looked young, but his understanding of Chinese art was even higher than hers. It was unbelievable.
He looked at Ye Yi as if he was looking at a monster.
The two of them chatted happily. Before they knew it, an hour had passed. Huo Hua asked tentatively,"Little friend, you have such a profound understanding of Chinese painting. Can you draw a painting for me to admire?”
His heart was pounding. Ye Yi was too young after all. Although he had unique insights, it might not work in practice. If it was possible, he even had the idea of taking Ye Yi as a disciple.
Ye Yi did not decline. After all, people with strength would be liked wherever they went.
In the future, he would definitely go to Yanjing University. This old man was from Yanjing, so he must have some ability. It would be good for him to get to know him in the future.
However, Ye Yi did not dare to show it 100%. After all, his skill came from the other party. If he was seen through, it would be interesting.
There was still a need to hide things that needed to be hidden.
The female teacher was very perceptive. She borrowed a drawing board, ink, and so on from a student. The other students also noticed the situation here. They put down the things in their hands and looked over.
Ye Yi placed the drawing board flat and sat on the ground. He closed his eyes slightly and after feeling it for a while, he suddenly opened his eyes.
At this moment, Ye Yi had an indescribable temperament that could not be ignored.
To be precise, he had the demeanor of a master, which was extremely inconsistent with his age.
Ignoring the commotion around him, Ye Yi was already prepared and immersed himself in the mountains and rivers.
He quickly picked up the brush and in an instant, he could vaguely see the outline of the mountain in the distance.
The hazy distant mountains were covered in a layer of light gauze. The shadows were vague, and they were far and near in the ethereal clouds.
The green mountains in the distance were facing each other, and the greenery was beginning to appear.
Looking up, the strange peaks covered the sky, the lake water under his feet gurgled, and the strange rocks rippled.
The beauty of the nearby mountains was completely indistinct.
If it had, it had already turned into steam along with the floating veil-like clouds.
If one were to say that it was nothing, it would reveal its face between the opening and closing of the clouds and fog, and it would feel even more intimate.
In less than half an hour, the painting was completed.
The feeling of being at a distance was vividly portrayed on the paper, although it could still be seen that the painting was the scenery in front of him.
However, after Ye Yi's description, it seemed even more illusory, like a paradise on earth.
The technique was slightly exaggerated, but it did not lose its luster. It could be said to be a masterpiece.
After the painting was completed, Ye Yi wrote a relatively common poem in the blank space.
He signed his name, but it was a little awkward at this time. Ye Yi did not have a stamp.
One had to know that a complete Chinese painting needed the artist's stamp to be considered perfect.
Without a seal, it was a defective product, and its grade would immediately drop.
However, this was not a problem for Ye Yi. He picked up a thin wolf hair, dipped it in cinnabar, and drew a seal stroke by stroke.
The brush moved between the dragon and the snake in one go, as if it were natural.
If it was someone who didn't know, it was impossible for them to know that this seal was drawn.
When Ye Yi attacked, Huo Hua knew that Ye Yi was an expert.
It was not inferior to his own level at all.
But how old was Ye Yi now? He already had such a foundation. In a few years, how monstrous would he be?
The current him was already shocked to the extreme by Ye Yi.
Thinking back to when he was Ye Yi's age, he had only just started to learn Chinese painting.
Compared to Ye Yiyi, Huo Hua felt that he had lived like a dog all these years.
Of course, he did not know that Ye Yi had downloaded and integrated his skills, which was why he had such a foundation.
At first, Ye Yi only planned to use 80 - 90% of his skills so that Huo Hua would not notice anything.
However, after pondering for a while, he realized that it would be better to use all his skills. As long as he added some of his own insights and ideas, the things he drew would naturally be different.
The effect was still very successful.
Although Huo Hua felt that the painting was somewhat similar to his own style, it was not entirely true. There were also many things that he did not have.
His opinion of Ye Yi was even higher!
Moreover, what Ye Yihua did made Huo Hua sigh in his heart.
At this moment, he had already given up on taking Ye Yi as his disciple.
With such a foundation, he would not believe that he did not have a teacher to teach him.
Naturally, they wanted to find out who had taken in such a monstrous disciple.
It was hard for him to imagine that there would be an expert in the northern part of the Yan Huang Empire.
Some of the masters in the country were on good terms with him. He was really curious about who could teach such a good student.
He couldn't help but ask tentatively,"Little friend, your painting skills are profound. May I know which master you are under?"”
Ye Yi didn't know why Huo Hua would ask that, but he still replied,"I didn't have a teacher to teach me. I've been pondering on my own.”
"Hiss!"
Even the students who had just entered the industry gasped when they heard this.
Although they were not very good at painting, they were still rewarded. After all, they were all in this industry and knew more than laymen.
Moreover, Ye Yi's painting is too superb. Even an ordinary person can tell that it was done by someone else.
With Ye Yi's monstrous talent, they cursed the heavens in their hearts for being unfair.
After all, Ye Yi was too young. He looked like a high school student. His foundation was even deeper than their teacher's. It was simply unimaginable.
He had to start learning from how old he was!
Moreover, he had achieved such results by self-studying. If he had someone to guide him, wouldn't he be in the sky?
Comparing people was infuriating!
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