Under Yang Chen's pen, the entire night view of Huangpu River seemed to come alive.
Although it was a static picture, Wu Chengdao's eyes were filled with a sense of movement!
At this moment, the still Huangpu River seemed to be flowing slowly on a picture.
"This, this?"
Wu Chengdao was speechless. As a master painter and a professor of history and literature at Imperial Capital University, he did not know what to say at this moment!
Yang Chen was still displaying his skills. As it was his first time painting, he had an inexplicable sense of anticipation in his heart.
He also wanted to see how it felt after he finished a painting, especially after he finished someone else's half-finished painting.
Beside him, Wu Chengdao was still very serious as he watched Yang Chen draw without blinking.
At this moment, it was not only because of the young man in front of him, but also because of himself.
He watched Yang Chen's bold and unrestrained painting.
At this moment, he seemed to have understood something!
He understood the flaws of the past.
It was too complicated, too much pursuit of perfection, but it neglected the innocence of art!
Despicable, his work was really despicable!
At that moment, Wu Chengdao's entire aura changed.
The original aloofness was gone, replaced by the easy-going manner of an old man.
The bottleneck that had troubled him for a long time had finally broken through!
At this moment, Wu Chengdao had a feeling that if he painted this painting again, he was confident that even if it was not as good as this Mr. Yang, no, Master Yang, he could definitely endow this painting with a soul!
Yang Chen put away his brush and let out a deep breath.
He did not expect that this kind of smooth painting was quite tiring.
After all, it was a mental consumption!
"Master Yang, Senior, please accept me as your disciple!”
To Yang Chen's surprise, Wu Chengdao immediately knelt on the ground.
What was going on?
Yang Chen scratched his head.
Master?
The key is that you're so old. If you kneel on the ground for me, won't you be wasting my life?
Yang Chen hurriedly helped him up.
"Old sir, let's talk things out. Don't be like this!”
Wu Chengdao also came back to his senses at this time. He was indeed a little impulsive just now!
However, he didn't regret kneeling down.
Those who reached the top came first!
He understood this principle!
With Master Yang's new painting realm, he had the ability to be his master!
"Master Yang, you must take me as your disciple!”
"I felt a lot from your painting just now. I want to continue learning from you!”
"Please give me this chance!”
Wu Chengdao's tone was sincere, almost pleading.
This time, Yang Chen did not know what to do!
If this old man who was at least 70 years old followed behind him and called him master every day, those who did not know would probably think that he was some old monster!
It was not impossible to send the two of them to a mental hospital!
"Cough cough!"
Yang Chen coughed awkwardly.
"Well, Old Mr. Wu, forget about being a teacher, but we can always communicate together in the future, don't you think so?”
"We're all neighbors. I live on the top floor. You can look for me if you have nothing to do!”
However, Wu Chengdao said seriously,"
"I don't care. Anyway, from now on, you're my master!”
Yang Chen was helpless. He smiled in his heart.
He didn't expect that this old man, who had a lofty look on his face just now, actually had such a shameless side.
However, after much persuasion, Wu Chengdao finally agreed. In the future, he would add a kid in front of his master and become a little master!
Just as Yang Chen was about to leave, Wu Chengdao stopped him and looked at Yang Chen pleadingly."
"Little master, can you leave a calligraphy treasure for Chengdao?”
Yang Chen was about to refuse. He was about to go home and sleep, but the system's voice stopped him.
"Ding! Additional mission: Create a night view of the Huangpu River. The reward is a grandmaster-level painting appreciation ability!”
This!
He really couldn't refuse!
"Good!"
Since that was the case, Yang Chen immediately agreed.
"Little master, this is a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone!”
Soon, Wu Chengdao eagerly brought over everything he needed.
Yang Chen looked at the scenery outside the window and started painting!
Behind him was his old disciple, Wu Chengdao, who was observing and learning without blinking.
Each stroke was able to outline a beautiful scenery.
The slowly flowing Huangpu River, the skyscrapers along the river, the brightly lit cruise ships on the river, and the city beauties were all vividly outlined on the drawing paper.
After a long time, the painting was completed!
Yang Chen signed:
Yang Chen!
It was simple!
However, Wu Chengdao looked at the painting as if he had found a treasure.
Compared to the previous painting, this painting was undoubtedly much better.
Not only did the scenery of the river appear, but it also combined the modern atmosphere with the cultural atmosphere.
Vulgar yet elegant, elegant yet vulgar!
This was the work of a true master!
At this moment, Wu Chengdao prostrated himself in admiration!
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