hold grudges

According to the rules of the competition area, the challenger and the challenged should go to the ring, and the original overlord will guard the ring.

"I still don't know what the name of Xiongtai is?" Yuan Di asked Yu Cenji while standing in the audience.

"Yu Fan." Yu Cen Ji reported his baby name, if he mentioned his name, how much trouble would be caused.

"Yu Fan, please." Yuan Di made a gesture of invitation, and Yu Cen Ji followed him onto the stage.

Shen Huanming was a little worried, he wanted to go up with Yu Cen Ji.When he lifted his foot, Yu Cen Ji turned his head and gave him a calm look.

do not worry.

Shen Huanming read Yu Cenji's mouth, and felt relieved, and sat down with the others under the stage and waited.

After the venue was set up, Yu Cenji and Yuan Di each occupied a table, and the theme of the deep winter was set. When the gong struck, the competition officially started.

Shen Huanming saw it clearly from the audience, and Yu Cenji sat upright, drawing the outline steadily with his pen hand.When he was peeping at Yu Cenji from the window before, Yu Cenji always had a lazy attitude, but today he took it seriously and was determined to win the championship.

On the other hand, Yuan Di's strokes and strokes are full of conceit.Who is Yu Fan?He has never heard of it, and the unknown person still wants to defeat him?Wait to be embarrassed.

Painting is time-consuming, and the audience got impatient and left their seats.After a while, he came back with melon seeds, which made a clicking sound.

Shen Huanming wants to stop it, won't it affect the painting of the people on stage?

As soon as he opened his mouth, the person next to him handed him a handful of melon seeds.Shen Huanming took it in a daze, and tried knocking one, but it was still very fragrant.

So another member of the melon seed eating army under the stage was added.

This trivial sound will not affect the people on the stage, because the painters are immersed in their own artistic conception.

Yu Cenji used the close-up winter tree double-hook method, which is the most basic technique.With the exposed branches, the external and internal connections of the branches and tips, starting from the combination of line thickness and the adjustment of the density relationship, the essence of the tree is exposed.

In fact, he is not very good at such a simple style of painting, but the most basic is also the most deadly.

Winning over Yuan Di with this painting is the real skill.

Yuan Di painted close-up cypresses.He made a coincidence that the cypress tree is evergreen all the year round and does not shed its leaves all year round. Its leaves are black and green, and its trunk is white. The strong contrast between black and white is the most suitable.

When Yu Cenji sketched the leaves, it really took a lot of effort.Because the thickness of the brush should be used to determine the size of the leaves according to the thickness of the branches, it should not only conform to the laws of nature, but also add to the icing on the cake, and should not be drawn flat at will.

So after Yuan Di finished painting, Yu Cenji was still painting.

Yuan Di couldn't see what Yu Cenji was doing, but seeing that he was still painting, Yuan Di began to think again, after a lot of thinking, Yuan Di still picked up the brush, and he added a few more cypresses.

Finally, Yu Cenji finished it, and he looked at Yuan Di, who seemed to have finished it too, and was waiting for him.

"Okay, okay." The people in the audience muttered, they waited for a long time, and they were so tired that the people on the stage finally finished.

"Yu Fan, come out." Yuan Di also looked forward to the moment of defeating Yu Fan.

Yu Cenji nodded, and asked the boy to hang up the painting. At the same time, Yuan Di's painting was also hung aside.

Interestingly, the paintings of these two people will not be hung up with their names, but will be voted on by others under the condition of anonymity.

So after the two paintings were hung, many people were amazed that the two paintings were actually good.

Shen Huanming didn't know much about painting, so he went around, not admiring the painting, but looking for which one was Yu Cenji's painting, he would vote for Yu Cenji later.

This map of cypress trees is magnificent and magnificent, with cypress trees spread all over the sheet.It looked very insane, and Shen Huanming was a little skeptical that this painting should be made by Yu Cenji.

Yu Cenji is such a violent, exaggerated and arrogant person, this should be his painting.

He looked at the other picture in a blink of an eye. Shen Huanming's language skills were not good, so he could only think of the bleak north wind, the leaves falling and branches shaking, the warm winter, and the indomitable spirit.

The artistic conception of this picture is better than that one.

Shen Huanming was shaken. In all fairness, he liked the second picture better.

But he didn't want to watch Yu Cenji lose in public, and this decision really bothered him.

Yu Cenji also looked at Yuan Di's paintings, the fine brushwork was good, and the pictures were grand enough, but it's a pity that the grandeur was created with groups of cypress trees.

Cypresses should not be painted in clusters, especially big cypresses.

The whole painting is too full, Yuan Di is still too hasty.

Looking at Yu Cen Ji's paintings, Yuan Di felt familiar. The feeling was so familiar that he forgot to compare the two's paintings.

"It's time to vote!" The referee held the ballot box and passed in front of the crowd to collect the voting results.

Shen Huanming struggled in every possible way, but silently said sorry to Yu Cenji.He is loyal to the fair and the strong.

If Yu Cenji loses later, then he will make an apology to Yu Cenji.

Taking advantage of the total vote, Yuan Di quietly asked Yu Cenji: "Who did you learn from?"

"You can learn without a teacher." Yu Cenji didn't hide this, his landscape paintings were all explored since childhood, and he didn't have a master.

"Nonsense, I think you are imitating Yu Cenji. Although you have changed your style, you can't escape my eyes." Yuan Di knows these people too well, one or two are imitating Yu Cenji, but there is no way to surpass him.

"Where did you know that?" Yu Cenji was a little surprised when he heard his own name from Yuan Di's mouth.

"You dealt with the details of the painting, and it took a lot of time to copy him, right?"

"Why are you so clear?"

"Because Mr. Yu is my idol, and I have admired him for a long time." Yuan Di admired Cen Ji's talent, knowing that he was inferior, so he just wanted to submit to Cen Ji, no one else could do it, only Yu Cen Ji could do it.

Yu Cenji frowned, he had never heard of Yuan Di, so why did he still admire him.

"The result is out! Fuyuki won in the close-up!" The referee showed the number of votes, but the difference was only three votes.

After Shen Huanming heard the result, he pursed his lips and said nothing.

Yuan Di looked at the result unconvinced, he didn't want to admit that someone defeated him with basic painting.

Why are the eyes of the crowd so sharp today?

"Quickly tell me, is this painting painted by Yuan Di?" the audience shouted loudly.

"That's right, isn't it Yuan Di?" Someone echoed.

"Announce!"

"Quiet!" The referee maintained order, "Please stand up to the painter who made this painting."

Everyone held their breath and looked at Yuan Di in unison.

Yuan Di had a stern face, his expression was unclear.

Only Shen Huanming was still meditating in silence in his heart.Yu Cenji, stand up.

Yu Cenji didn't move, neither did Yuan Di.

Everyone wondered, "Who the hell is that?"

Yu Cenji stepped down, he didn't want to compete anymore, he had already won, so there was no need to stand up again.

Shen Huanming went up to meet him, hugged Yu Cenji, and hugged him tightly.

"Yu Cenji, it's okay, keep working hard."

Listening to Shen Huanming's soft comfort, Yu Cenji smiled and rolled his eyes in a good mood.

Fool.

Everyone saw that the hug was for the loser, and immediately shouted, "Yuan Di won again!"

"Yuan Di, invincible!"

Shen Huanming glared at the onlookers, hugged Yu Cenji and went out.

"Yu Cenji, although I didn't vote for you, my heart is for you." Anyway, after fighting for some time, Shen Huanming naturally leaned towards Cenji.

"Really?" Yu Cenji looked at Shen Huanming jokingly, guessing which painting Shen Huanming had voted for.

You have vision.

"Stop!" Yuan Di chased him out and shouted to Yu Cenji.

"What's the matter?" Yu Cenji looked at Yuan Di who was out of breath, a literati is a literati, and he would be out of breath after a few steps.

"Why don't you stand up?" Yuan Di's face was distorted, with puzzlement, embarrassment, and anger.He doesn't need others to sympathize with him, and Yu Cenji's behavior is humiliating him in his eyes.

"I do not want."

"A competition is a competition, who wants you to make your own decisions?" Yuan Di was angry.

"Yuan Di, don't let your inadequacy become your shame." Yu Cenji left these words, and dragged Shen Huanming away.

He didn't stand up because Yuan Di said that Yu Cenji was his idol.

Yu Cenji didn't want to hurt Yuan Di.

He knew why Yuan Di became angry from embarrassment, because Yuan Di lost today, and he lost because of his superfluous actions.

Yu Cenji noticed that Yuan Di had paused, and when he saw that he was writing again, he thought it was an inspiration, but it was a failure.

If Yuan Di asks him for advice in the future, he will definitely give him advice.

When Yuan Di said he admired him, the gleam in his eyes was similar to that of Yu Cen Ji.

And Yuan Di, standing where he was, was lost in thought of what the man had left for him.

"Hey, you won the co-authorship?" Shen Huanming was happy, but also worried about his confession just now.It's too early to say.

"Winning or losing is not important, as long as you don't lose your spirits, you just go home." Yu Cenji was a little happier, and his walking pace became much lighter.

"Then why didn't you tell me just now?"

"Then how can I see your affectionate confession?" Yu Cenji was about to burst out laughing as he spoke, Shen Huanming was a simple fool.

"bad."

Shen Huanming put aside Yu Cen Ji and walked forward on his own.

"Why are you so angry, wait for me." Yu Cenji chased after him. Shen Huanming's legs were not short, so he was afraid that he might not be able to catch up.

Shen Huanming stopped when he heard Yu Cenji say 'wait for me'.

Yu Cenji caught up with him, still saying something else.

The noon sun shone on the top of their heads, and there was no shadow, but they were shoulder to shoulder.

Shen Huanming didn't take up Yu Cen Ji's words, but had an idea in his mind.

From now on, if you say wait for you, I will stop.

Not for revenge.

The author has something to say: The detailed information of Qianjiang landscape painting is extracted from Baidu Encyclopedia.