Chapter 57 But Err

"I didn't say I didn't plan to draw anymore, nor did I say I would admit defeat!" Mo Haoran smiled slowly and looked at Zhang Xuan with a complacent look on his face. "The reason why I said just now that I had nothing to say is that this is just a painting, and it is not worth my comment!"

"You!" Zhang Xuan was proud. Listening to the praises of the people around him, he did not expect Mo Haoran to say this.

"Then tell me, I'm just a little bit like this? If I can tell it, I, Zhang Xuan, convinced me!" Zhang Xuan said hatefully as he suppressed the urge to vomit blood.

"I've said that I'm not right, so what's the need to continue commenting?" Mo Haoran didn't want to pay attention to Zhang Xuan's extremely angry look, and asked Shi Xuanxuan instead, "Do you think I need to comment on this painting?"

Shi Xuanxuan looked at Zhang Xuan, whose face was already so blue, and then sighed slightly and said, "Mo Haoran, you should comment. I think this is also a good opportunity to guide Zhang Xuan's painting skills!"

After Shi Xuanxuan said this, Zhang Xuan's face turned red in an instant, and she took several breaths of breath. When her face turned red to the point of being purple, Zhang Xuan said again, "Mo Haoran, if you don't say that you are ugly, I will never be convinced today!"

"I never thought it would make people convinced!" Mo Haoran snorted softly, "But since Shi Xuanxuan said that, I will make a little comment, but it's up to you to evaluate it yourself!"

"Okay, then you say, I want to see what you can say!" Zhang Xuan snorted angrily.

"Drawing requires a calm mind. First of all, Senior Zhang Xuan did not do this!" Mo Haoran smiled indifferently and pointed to Zhang Xuan himself who was indignant.

"When I was drawing, I was not angry at all!" Zhang Xuan said angrily.

"I don't think so!" Mo Haoran smiled, walked forward a few steps, and approached the rice paper that had just been painted, stretched out his hand and pointed at the pen tip of the mountains. "As we all know, Tang Bohu was born in Jiangnan, and the landscapes he painted were more delicate and there would be no rough places like this on the lines. This is not because Senior Zhang Xuan didn't know, but because Senior Zhang Xuan had a mentality of competing for victory in his heart, he was careless on it, so that the pen tip became a little heavier, and the mountain mist he painted was more like the characteristics of the mountain in the north!"

"It's not like this. I just want to integrate into some northern characteristics!" Zhang Xuan said with a hint of cold sweat on his forehead and stretched his neck to defend himself.

"If we argue about this, we will be inferior!" Mo Haoran smiled and shook his head, "It's good to integrate his own characteristics, but when painting northern mountains, it highlights the rocks in the mountains. The paintings of senior Zhang Xuan still show the most common feeling of green mountains in the southern landscape. Just like the mountains and rivers in Jiangcheng, bare rocks are rarely seen in the mountains, but how can this painting method reflect the edges and corners of the rocks in the northern landscape?"

"This?" Zhang Xuan had nothing to say for a moment.

"The brush strokes are actually not bad, because time is tight, so it doesn't matter if you draw them thicker. After all, they are copied," Mo Haoran said with a smile.

"That's right, I'm a little bit rough because of the tight time, but this does not affect the effect of the whole picture!" Zhang Xuan explained based on the reason given by Mo Haoran.

"If you said this just now, I have no objection, but after you first said that you want to integrate into the northern style, you cannot say my point of view, and then you will change your statement. I cannot accept this!" Mo Haoran smiled indifferently, "I don't want to argue with you, now let's talk about the next shortcomings!"

"And?" Zhang Xuan was a little panicked this time.

The people who visited the side began to doubt Zhang Xuan's actions, and some of them felt a little confused about Zhang Xuan's attitude. I remember that Zhang Xuan was not like this before. Is he his essential personality now?

Only by not drawing well and accepting humbly can you improve your painting skills.

Some people in the painting club said secretly in their hearts.

"There are too many shortcomings. I'm just talking about one thing, and it's the most important point!" Mo Haoran smiled and pointed to the ink in the inkstone. "The ink is too thick and too light, which is not enough to reflect Tang Bohu's style. Tang Bohu's landscape has another characteristic, that is, the landscape always has a sense of water!"

"And in freehand painting, the most reflective of the meaning of mountains and rivers is the fog in the mountains and the clouds on the water surface. The formation of this water vapor is not to keep the painting paper in a wet environment, but to pay attention to this point when creating the painting itself!" Mo Haoran said this, suddenly looked at Zhang Xuan and asked, "Can I make some modifications on it?"

Zhang Xuan was stunned for a long time before saying, "If you can modify my paintings better, then you can do whatever you want!"

"Often people do not allow others to continue writing with other people's paintings without authorization. On the one hand, it is difficult to integrate the style of the previous person, and on the other hand, when modifying the style, it is easy to mess up and completely destroy the work of the previous person!" Although Mo Haoran said this, he had already copied the brush on the inkstone.

Zhang Xuan's mouth trembled, and even Shi Xuanxuan's brows frowned slightly. It was not impossible to dare to modify paintings for others, but that situation was limited to teaching between teachers and students. But is Mo Haoran that strong?

Mo Haoran seemed to see the strangeness in these people's eyes and couldn't help but smile, "Everyone has also seen the effect of Senior Zhang Xuan. If I destroy the overall feeling of this painting, or if it is not as effective as Senior Zhang Xuan after a slight modification, then I will just admit defeat!"

"Then it's decided. Please help me modify it. I want to see what effect you can modify it!" Zhang Xuan said angrily.

"Mo Haoran, are you really sure to repair this painting?" Shi Xuanxuan suddenly said, "Actually, I want to see what you are making a painting for us members of the painting club to learn and observe!"

"Haha, you are worried that I will make Zhang Xuan's painting broken, don't worry!" Mo Haoran smiled slightly, "And I can promise you that after modifying this painting for your sake, I will draw a picture for you to perform!"

Since Zhang Xuan has shown his strength, there is no need for Mo Haoran to hide it. If he doesn't take this opportunity to suppress Zhang Xuan, he will definitely find a way to cause trouble for him in the future.

Seeing that everyone stopped talking, Mo Haoran then brushed the brush in his hand in the bucket of the brush. Without dipping it in a little ink, he picked up the small bowl with clear water.

What is Mo Haoran doing?

Everyone was stunned, and Zhang Xuan also widened his eyes. What was he going to do?

Ling Bing also covered her mouth instantly. Although she couldn't see what Mo Haoran wanted to do, she also saw a bad premonition in the eyes of everyone beside her.
Chapter completed!