Chapter 195 (2/2)

“You guys have never seen Abbey Dean Ning draw on an oil-paper umbrella before. That’s what you call good.”

“But I’ve never seen Abbey Dean Ning draw a painting specifically. Maybe it’s even more amazing.”

“I’ll see it in the future.”

“I really love this Taoist.”

The netizens were discussing animatedly.

Ning Fei drew a few strokes, and a wooden wall was covered with new bamboos.

At that moment, Zhang Xiaofeng’s eyes were filled with worship.

“Abbey Dean Ning, how did you draw this? It’s too beautiful, isn’t it?”

She asked with a smile.

Ning Fei held the brush in his hand and dipped it in some paint. Then, he pressed the tip of the brush against the edge of the basin to squeeze the excess paint clean.

He came to the other side of the wall and explained gently while drawing:

“It’s very simple to draw bamboo. First, draw the stick. Notice that the middle part of the bamboo is longer, the upper and lower ends of the bamboo are shorter, and the strokes are heavier when the joints are made. Pay attention to the changes in thickness, dryness, and wetness

“Next is drawing leaves. It is slightly more difficult to draw bamboo leaves.”

“The combination of the bamboo leaves must have a primary and secondary, real and fake, before and after, and how many changes. There are more leaves in the main part, and it is usually drawn with heavy ink.”

“The secondary part is the leaves that are complementary to the main body. It is usually added with some water to make the leaves slightly weaker.”

“The composition of a bamboo painting is very important. The arrangement of the bamboo leaves in a painting should be uneven. where they gather, where they scatter, and where they leave white space should be considered before painting.”

Zhang Xiaofeng listened quietly. Her little head would occasionally tap a few times to show that she was listening very carefully.

In fact, she really did not understand, but she felt that it made sense.

Moreover, she looked at Ning Fei and listened to his explanation. She felt extremely comfortable and relaxed.

Not only her, but the netizens who were watching the live broadcast felt the same way.

“It’s time for Abbey Dean Ning to show off his knowledge again.”

“I feel great when I don’t understand.”

“Abbey Dean Ning is so strong. What he said is similar to what my teacher said, and it’s even more concise.”

“I have already taken notes of what he said.”

“The useless knowledge has increased again.”

“Can anyone tell me why he knows everything and is so proficient in it?”

“Abbey Dean Ning seems to have said that drawing is also one of his hobbies.”

“His hobby is even better than professional people. I don’t even know what to say.”

However, Ning Fei did not notice the change in Zhang Xiaofeng’s eyes. He was still focused on drawing bamboos.

This group of bamboos was different from the previous group.

“I drew a clear bamboo just now. The strokes were clean and the relationship between the bamboo leaves was clear.”

“I’m drawing a wind bamboo now.”

After hearing Ning Fei’s words, the netizens took a closer look and realized that this group of bamboos was slightly bent. The bamboo poles were all swinging in one direction.

“When painting wind bamboo, one must be sharp with the brush. When the brush strokes, one must not hesitate.”

At this moment, Ning Fei was like a lonely painter who was immersed in his own world. He used artistic techniques and language to let the world see the charm of Chinese traditional painting.

In the picture, Ning Fei’s figure was tall and straight, his brush holding posture was upright, and his movements were elegant and full of charm.

For a moment, the netizens felt as if they had traveled back to the time when Chinese culture was flourishing hundreds of years ago. They saw a painter who was addicted to drawing and splashing ink to his heart’s content.

Abbey Dean Ning’s state was really high!

Such a sentence flashed across all the netizens’clothes.

Ning Fei was still narrating:

“Wind bamboo should pay attention to the control of the wind. According to the size of the wind, draw the corresponding shape of the bamboo leaves.”

“Each part of the bamboo leaves must have a strong or weak relationship with the main and secondary, as well as the dynamics of each group of leaves.”

“Therefore, if you want to draw wind bamboo well, you must observe it more on a daily basis. With the image of the wind blowing bamboo in your heart, the drawing will naturally have more charm.”

After saying this, Ning Fei just finished drawing.

The netizens looked over again. The green bamboo on the wooden wall bent slightly, as if it was swaying in the wind. Those bamboo leaves seemed to have a life of their own, and each of them danced in the wind.

Ning Fei turned his head and found that Zhang Xiaofeng was looking at him. He was in a daze.

“Did I Go Too Deep?”Ning Fei smiled helplessly. He couldn’t hold back his excitement just now.

“No, no, no! You said it very well!”Xiao Feng hurriedly waved his hand and said with a smile.

The scene in the live broadcast looked particularly beautiful.

Outside the courtyard wall of Qingfeng Temple, a few fallen leaves were falling. A Taoist priest was painting on the wooden wall, and an innocent and cute girl next to him was smiling innocently.

This was probably the beauty of the world.