Under the watch of Liang Shi and other gangsters, Li Zi'an walked slowly towards the drawing board.

One step, two steps, three steps...

"Eh..." Suddenly Li Zian turned and looked at Liang Shi and others, saying: "Director Liang, if you want to study the ancient technique of ink painting, I think you can record the process of my painting."

"You should be aware of the ancient technique of splashing ink painting. If I start painting, it will be done in one go, and there will be no effort to explain it to you in the middle, and at the same time record this process, whether it is your research or future It should be very helpful to popularize the ancient technique of ink painting."

Li Zian said very seriously.

Liang Shi and others heard a shocked expression on Li Zi'an's face.

"Small Li, you...you mean we can record your painting process, and even popularize this ancient technique in the future?"

Because Liang Shi was surprised, he shuddered a bit.

"Yes."

Li Zi'an was somewhat puzzled by Liang Shi's reaction, and he nodded for granted.

"Small Li, you are now the only person in the art world who knows how to paint ink. If you let us record your painting, you are not afraid..."

An old man standing next to Liang Shi couldn't help but open his mouth. Although he didn't finish his words, the people behind the meaning were all clear.

There is only one person in the world who understands ink painting, and many people in the world know ink painting, the concept between the two can be said to be very different.

According to common sense, Li Zi'an can completely sweep away his self-preservation, and he can even use this ancient technique to create a new art school and become the originator of this art school.

But Li Zi'an now says he is willing to share this ancient technique, how can this not shock Liang Shi and others.

"Of course, I came here today to leave enough video materials for future generations to refer to. If any of the predecessors present today can appreciate the essence of the technique of ink painting, it would be better."

"Splash ink painting is a precious non-cultural heritage passed down by our ancestors. It has been passed down for hundreds of years, and now it can be renewed in my hands. I have no reason to let it be interrupted in my hands, so for me, I I hope that the more people can appreciate this ancient technique, the better."

Li Zian said sincerely.

Liang Shi and others were shocked again by Li Zi'an's remarks.

"it is good……"

"Xiao Li, you can have such a state at this age, I really admire the old man!"

Liang Shi said with emotion.

Sitting at a desk, Li Zimu held her white and tender goose egg face. Upon hearing the praise of Liang Shi and others, her big eyes instantly turned into two crescent moons, and her face surged. That little pride is like Liang Shi's praise of her just now.

"President Liang, it is my honour to contribute my own contribution to China Art!"

Li Zi'an responded with a smile.

From the beginning, Li Zi'an had no intention of hiding this ancient technique, because Li Zi'an, who possesses a family-level ink painting technique, is the one who knows the foundation of this technique best.

Ink painting, in fact, teaching is impossible, and it depends on your own understanding.

If you want to learn the ancient technique of splashing ink painting, you must first have a profound artistic skills, especially the skills of traditional Chinese painting and landscapes must be deep, secondly, you must have strong artistic thinking and creativity, and finally you need to match some tips of ink painting. can.

Therefore, even if Li Zi'an does not allow Liang Shi and others to record video, as long as he co-paints in the public, there will be more times. For Liang Shi's expert figures in the art field, sooner or later, someone will be able to understand from Li Zi'an. This technique comes.

Rather than being realized by someone else who steals the teacher in the end, it is better for him to share this skill generously.

This not only won him enough reputation, but also won him the favor of Liang Shi and others, such as the big names in the art world.

As the dean of the Academy of Fine Arts of Huaxia University of Art and the president of the Huaxia Art Association, Liang Shi has a very high status in the Huaxia art world.

Being able to get Liang Shi's favor and favor has important help for Li's plan.

The abacus in Li An's mind was cracking, forehead and cracking, it seemed that he was losing money, but in fact he was taking advantage of two birds with one arrow.

Li Zian's thoughts changed, but in reality it was only a short moment.

Liang Shi, who was standing not far in front of Li Zi'an, was named the old man who devoted his life to the art career in China. He was the one who ate the most of Li Zi'an. Hearing what Li Zi'an said just now, he couldn't help himself I said several times in succession.

The other old men beside Liang Shi also praised Lianlian again.

"In this case, then the audio and video materials of Xiao Li's paintings will fill the vacancy in the inheritance of the ancient technique of Chinese ink painting. It is definitely not possible to shoot with a mobile phone. The pixels of the mobile phone are too low. You have to borrow two professional cameras. !"

After the emotion, Liang Shi frowned and suggested.

The old man who praised Li Zian just next to Liang Shi looked around. When he saw Hou Chen sitting at the window, who was bored and playing with his cell phone, his eyes suddenly lighted up: "Lao Liang, Xiao Hou are not the people in the film school, You call Dean Zhou, borrow a few professional-grade cameras from the Film Academy next door, and then borrow a few photography students to come over!"

Upon hearing the old man's suggestion, Liang Shi's eyes lit up.

"This method works!"

With that said, Liang Shi immediately picked up his mobile phone and called Zhou Guochuan, the dean of the Film Academy.

Liang Shi and Zhou Guochuan have been dating for many years. For Zhou Shichuan's request, Zhou Guochuan didn't even think about it, and then Zhou Guochuan's phone call went to Hou Chen's mobile phone.

Recalling Hou Chen's more disgusting little eyes when he left, Li Anli couldn't help but be a little tolerant.

To be your own mentor is really miserable.

This is really a free tool!

Since it took some time to transfer the equipment, Li Zian and Liang Shi talked about the technique of ink painting, and then quickly extended the technique of ink painting to the rest of the art field.

What surprised Liang Shi and others was that Li Zi'an's artistic background was simply terrible. No matter what they discussed, Li Zi'an always gave him insightful insights, and even many exquisite ideas surprised Liang Shi.

"Zi Anna, you... you are a born art seedling!"

"It's a pity that you don't concentrate on art!"

When Hou Chen brought the students of professional photography equipment and photography department, Liang Shi et al.'s name for Li Zi'an had changed from the initial classmate Xiao Li to Zi'an.

Hou Chen's scalp felt numb when he looked at the kind eyes that looked like his own children.

What happened during the half an hour when he was away? !

No one answered his doubts. At the command of Dean Hua Yishuang, Hou Chen naturally did not dare to be distracted, and soon directed the students of the photography department to set up the plane around the canvas in the center.

"President Liang, now that the plane is set, then I will start?"

Seeing that everything was ready, Li Zian said to Liang Shi and others.

"Okay." Liang Shi echoed and smiled: "Everything will come according to your ideas. Don't care about us. Today you are willing to come and let us a few old guys see this ancient technique of ink painting. We are already very satisfied. Now."

Li Zi'an nodded with a smile and said nothing more.

He took off his coat and revealed cheap black short sleeves.

Today, since he came here to show the ancient technique of ink painting to Liang Shi and others, Li Zi'an is naturally prepared for clothing.

Inside is the cheap short sleeves in pure black, and below he is wearing a pair of pure black overalls, with a pair of black Martin boots on his feet. The whole person is black.

Li Zian walked slowly to the drawing board. He looked at the blank drawing paper on the drawing board and stared at it. The whole person was motionless. It seemed to be a daze in the eyes of outsiders.

However, several students in the photography department around Li Zi'an, in this extremely quiet environment, did not dare to breathe.

When they came, Hou Chen had already told them about the matter.

This is something that the deans of the two colleges ordered to do. If they were messed up by some one of them, then they didn’t need to prepare for the postgraduate exam any more, and went back to tidy up and prepare to go home.

"Zi An, what are you doing?"

Standing behind the camera, an old man whispered to Liang Shi.

"Hush, don't say anything, Zi An must be looking for inspiration. The ink-spraying painting is all about one go. When the next son moves, his painting must be like a cloud!"

Liang Shi responded softly.

The old man nodded when he heard the words and nodded slightly.

Li Zimu, located in the corner of the studio, looked at the boy standing in front of the huge drawing board, and there was a flash of worship in her eyes.

She quietly took out her mobile phone, mute it, found a suitable place, and took photos with Li Anka.

Wow……

So handsome, every one is like a screensaver!

Li Zimu jumped a little.

Several students of the photography department sitting behind the camera didn't realize that the girl turned out to be Li Zimu until Li Zimu approached!

School flowers!

How could their goddess appear here?

Isn't it a holiday?

They were puzzled for a short time~lightnovelpub.net~ Then suddenly their faces changed.

Seeing Li Zimu's eyes full of Li Zi'an, watching the little caper on her face when she secretly photographed Li Zi'an with her mobile phone, they all vaguely guessed something.

The goddess in their minds seems to have been taken away? !

Wow!

Li Goujie, come to life!

These people instantly became lemon fruit on the lemon tree. Jealousy separated the single dog wall!

But they just dare to yell a few words in their hearts, in reality they dare not say a word.

At the end of these boys' direct call to the end of youth, Li Zi'an who had been standing in front of the drawing board...

Moved!