The products with a little paint entered major markets overnight, as if they were like a chess game that was laid out in advance, catching the ancient ink industry, which had originally stabilized the market.

Famous ink manufacturers such as Cao Gongsu in Shanghai, Deyige in northern Beijing and Cangyan Room are quickly collecting various indicators, prices and consumer groups of paint. Under the management of Ouyang Guoqing, there are professional teams responsible for production, transportation, market and other links, so Zhong Yue, a hand-off manager, does not need to do anything.

Some employees in some companies even subconsciously thought that their boss was Ouyang Guoqing. In the afternoon, Zhong Yue gained a lot from Cao Danqing's studio. Now Cao Danqing is not teaching him composition or painting methods, but just teaching some of the most basic techniques.

For example, it is not easy to get started with the method of drawing stones, and it is even more difficult to learn the essence. For people with average qualifications, this teaching method is undoubtedly not feasible. Cao Danqing was only trying at first. If Zhong Yue couldn't learn anything, he might have to change the teaching method. But he didn't expect that Zhong Yue would understand it so quickly. He was surprised, but when he thought about it, he felt relieved.

People have a great foundation in calligraphy and painting, and learn from one example and apply it to others. This is why they chose Zhong Yue at the beginning. Now that this idea is effective, they are more happy than shocked.

After returning from Cao Danqing's studio, Zhong Yue didn't go back to school. Before, the teacher called and asked Zhong Yue to go back to school for class based on credits and usual tasks. However, after submitting the manuscript at the last exhibition, Zhong Yue received a text message from Kang Min.

"You do whatever you like."

This... should be considered a free-range release. Kang Min couldn't suppress the old professors before and was busy with Zhong Yue's studies. Now because of this art exhibition, the gorgeous Chinese painting department suddenly became calm.

Zhong Yue is not at the level of freshman!

Compared with other transformations of this exhibition, Zhong Yue's "Picture of Stones" is a real dragon head... As for the others, it has a bit of a dragon head and a snake head.

Zhong Yue entered the brushwork system. Every day when he came back from Cao Danqing, he had to go to [Xu Wei's freehand painting method to splash ink] to verify and reflect. The previous brushwork or painting system was taught by a generation of people personally, but Xu Wenchang was a genius, and the painting system left behind was also obtained by Zhong Yue through the plot tasks. It was a bit strange and special. In most cases, this world is silent. Combined with some techniques taught by Cao Danqing, the two combined and complement each other. Zhong Yue also found that in just over half a month, his proficiency increased from 3% to 16%. Although it was slow, it was much better than standing still.

With more painting and brushwork, Zhong Yue now feels that there is not enough time. In the past, he learned lacquer calligraphy from Jin Nong, and learned small calligraphy from Wen Zhengming, which was a compulsory practice for two hours a day. Now... if the arrangement is full, Xu Wei is here for two hours, Zheng Banqiao is here for two hours, and Wang Xun is here for two hours, and six hours a day for high-intensity training. In addition, observing the eight methods of Yong's character, Zhong Yue feels that his whole head is almost blown up.

It is really tiring to use it with all your heart, so Zhong Yue also adjusted it. After going to Cao Danqing, he spent half an hour to slightly consolidate and confirm the Xu Wei's ink painting method. Wang Xun's practice of running calligraphy was shortened to one hour. After all, two consecutive hours were really exhausting.

As for Zheng Xie, who is good to Brother Jin Nong, Zhong Yue can only say that he will go with the flow. When he is in a good mood, he will not go because his painting skills are not very mature. Except for fine brushwork, the rest of his painting skills are still in the learning stage.

To put it bluntly, Zheng Xie’s orchid painting method is limited to flower and bird paintings. His landscapes and characters are not outstanding.

The streets and alleys of Yangzhou were very lively. This time Zhong Yue came here, but he did not see Jin Nong. He only saw Zheng Xie standing at the city gate with a book basket on his back, waiting for Zhong Yue's arrival.

"Mr. Banqiao, what are you doing?"

Zheng Xie put his hands in his sleeves and smiled and said, "Come with me."

The two walked out of the city. Zhong Yue had not learned to paint bamboo with Zheng Xie before. First, there was no time, and second, the foundation was not laid. Originally, Zheng Xie planned to teach him these basic painting methods, but since Zhong Yue had a better method, he naturally chose the good and followed. After all, the crazy Xu Wei can be listed as one of the top ten Chinese painters, but Zheng Xie cannot.

The ancient city walls were not as square and neat and towering as seen in TV series. Yangzhou is already a prosperous place in Jiangnan. However, even in such a big city, the city walls Zhong Yue saw were still bumpy, not the majestic feeling of pouring.

"Mr. Banqiao, is the place we are going far? It's better to go faster." Zhong Yue didn't know where Zheng Xie was going to take him, but it was used for two hours to travel. Zhong Yue felt that it would be better to wait until he logged in next time and generate the corresponding scene directly, so as not to rush for two hours. Before he could say anything, the exchange ended.

Zheng Xie said, "It's not far away, it's coming soon."

The two walked across the Ba Bridge and arrived on a small hill.

"I often come here. I will take you here today to teach you how to draw bamboo."

"Mr. Banqiao also planted a few bamboos behind his house, why should he look far away?"

Zheng Xie smiled and said, "There are bamboos behind the house and the wild bamboos outside the forest, which is different."

Zhong Yue looked at the wild bamboo forest and grew like crazy. In addition to his mentality, the most difficult thing to grasp is how to keep it unconfused. Chinese painting emphasizes artistic conception, and many things are passed by concise brushstrokes, which is a bit like the Western Impression Painting School, but also surprised. However, if you don’t paint bamboo, the two ends of the bamboo leaves are narrow and the middle is wide. The most important part of painting bamboo is to paint bamboo leaves.

"Zhong Yue, how many bamboo leaves are there in a bamboo forest?"

"This... Mr. Banqiao is making things difficult for me, Fat Tiger."

"Fat Tiger? Who is Fat Tiger?"

Zhong Yue laughed, "No, Fat Tiger is just my nickname."

Zheng Xie came back and said, "Yes, no one can know how many bamboo leaves there are in this bamboo forest. Even if they really count them one by one, the wind blows by and falls, there is no way to find them. I have been painting bamboo for thirty or forty years before I realized a truth."

"Sir, please give me some advice."

"De-common and simplify."

Zhong Yue said, "Just draw fewer dots?"

Zheng Xie nodded, "Yes."

Zhong Yue sat on the stone and said, "Is this difficult?"

"It's difficult. I have been thinking about this question for thirty years."

Some things are easy to say, but if you really practice them, just like Zheng Banqiao's painting of bamboo, a problem has troubled him for thirty years.

The slightest and thinness will be left. The painting will be when it is raw and mature.
Chapter completed!