Chapter 230 (1/2)

Chapter 230: Chapter 230, the true meaning of traditional Chinese painting

“The true meaning of traditional Chinese painting?”

Ning Fei’s words were like a stone that stirred up a thousand waves.

As expected, the bullet comments flooded the live broadcast room in an instant.

“Abbey Dean Ning just said that his previous paintings were just simple paintings?”

“How can that be called simple?”

“Who can explain it to the public? Abbey Dean Ning has painted several times in the live broadcast room.”

“I remember when I made the oil-paper umbrella, I painted on the oil-paper umbrella. Then I painted the blueprints of Qingfeng Temple and the blueprints of Wenyan Deer House.”

“Now that you mention it, Abbey Dean Ning has never specially painted before.”

“I think so. He used to paint for some special reasons. He didn’t paint for the sake of painting.”

“But there were students who studied traditional Chinese painting before. They said that Abbey Dean Ning is very good at painting.”

“Suddenly, I became excited.”

“What is Abbey Dean Ning going to draw this time?”

The netizens began to discuss animatedly. The atmosphere in the live broadcast room was very lively.

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But there were also some people who liked to pick their words.

“What does he mean by Chinese painting in the true sense? Could it be that other people’s paintings are not Chinese paintings?”

“Abbey Dean Ning is talking about his previous paintings. Don’t start a war with the map cannon.”

“Hehe, are Chinese paintings that easy to draw? I’m just waiting to be slapped in the face.”

“I also think that this sentence is a little arrogant.”

“Even Chinese painting masters nowadays don’t dare to say that what they draw is a true Chinese painting.”

“I’d like to see what kind of painting it can be. If it’s just an ordinary painting, don’t blame my keyboard for being ruthless.”

All kinds of voices rose and fell in the live broadcast room.

Ning Fei did not look at the bullet screen.

His heart was still immersed in the moment when he saw the river god sculpture on the wooden boat today.

Ning Fei came to the courtyard and sat in front of the table where he drew the design yesterday. He laid a good piece of rice paper on the table.

“This is plain rice paper. It’s one of the best rice paper.”

“The atmosphere of rice paper is raw rice, cooked rice, and half-cooked rice. Raw Rice has not been processed. Its water absorption and water absorption are both strong, and it is easy to produce rich changes in the tone of the ink.”

“Cooked xuan has been processed with alum, so the ink is not easy to penetrate. It can be drawn neatly and carefully.”

“Raw Xuan is suitable for freehand mountains and rivers, and cooked xuan is suitable for fine-brush mountains and rivers with rich colors.”

“I am using cooked xuan paper.”

“This Xuan paper is cotton, white, thin, and even. It has the characteristics of sending ink to set pen. The so-called sending ink refers to the color of the ink on the paper. The so-called setting pen refers to the clear mark of the pen.”

In the courtyard, Ning Fei opened the rice paper and explained in a soft voice.

It had to be said that in the pavilion, Ning Fei was wearing a white taiji sun and moon robe. On the table, there was a piece of thick white rice paper. Beside it, there was a pen and ink. Coupled with his calm expression, it gave off an ancient and gentle aura, in an instant, it came crashing into his face.

To put it in literary terms, it was “The young master is humble and gentle like Jade.”.

To put it in layman’s terms, it was “This cool style is really high”.

The bullet screen quieted down for a moment.

This scene was too cool.

Many people hurriedly recommended Ning Fei’s live broadcast to their friends, especially in the female dormitory of the university. Word spread from one to ten to a hundred, and the voices of “Ah, so cool”and “This is my husband”kept coming out.

At this moment, Ning Fei calmed down and picked up his brush.

There were many legends about the river god. In the legends, the river god specifically controlled the water god of the Yellow River. Back then, when the Yellow Emperor sat on the Yinglong and helped the Yellow Emperor defeat Chiyou, the Yinglong was conferred the title of the river god and even fought with the river god.

Of course, the Yinglong was a dragon that fought on the battlefield. The river god could only be considered an otaku, so the Yinglong would definitely win.

There was also a legend that when Yu the great controlled the water, he obtained the water-avoiding sword and the water flow diagram from the river god. The river god was very helpful to him.

The main reason was that the Jade Emperor let the river god control the rivers in the world. The river god did not know how to do that, so he asked Yu the great for help.

However, the statue of the river god that Ning Fei saw today gave him a different feeling.

It was an immortal with a sage-like demeanor, and his eyes were filled with benevolence and righteousness.

The river god protected a region of water, so how could it be as bad as the rumors said.

Ning Fei picked up his brush and began to paint.

“Traditional Chinese painting, also known as ink painting, can only be divided into black and white. “But now, ink painting has been added with all kinds of colors, such as fine brushwork flower and bird paintings. The colors are colorful, and the effects are even better. It once shocked the world.”

“What I’m going to draw today is the ink paintings after the advancement.”

Ning Fei placed the ink paintings on the table. All the different colors of the ink paintings were grinded evenly and very fine.

Then, the brush in his hand moved.

At first, it was black ink. When the tip of the brush touched the rice paper, it left faint marks.

The rice paper, which was originally empty, suddenly became more colorful.

“He’s drawing houses!”