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Chapter 212 - 197 Phoenix is Inferior to Shrimp_4
Chapter 212 - 197 Phoenix is Inferior to Shrimp_4
Chapter 212: Chapter 197 Phoenix is Inferior to Shrimp_4
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“Can Professor Kong not come?”
“This thing has alarmed so many tutors.”
“GOAT and Luo Wei are more than ordinary students.”
“With their age, even if they get into the professional art scene, they can make a name for themselves.”
No matter the commotion outside, nobody comes in to disturb.
Almost two hours later, Luo Wei finally stopped painting. She massaged her sore wrist, and asked Lin Yuan: “Are you done?”
“Hmm.”
Luo Wei nodded: “You should take the role of Art Club president seriously, teach everyone more. I want to do it too, but I’m not as good a teacher as you are…”
Lin Yuan:
Luo Wei no longer had much competitive spirit after completing her painting. More accurately, she didn’t think she would lose: “Want to swap and take a look?”
“Hmm.”
Lin Yuan removed his painting and handed it to Luo Wei.
And Luo Wei also removed her painting and handed it to Lin Yuan.
“I drew a phoenix, the king of birds, you know. It’s not my first time drawing a phoenix, I’ve practiced since I was a kid, for eight years so far. However, I’m not very good at color dynamics, so I’ve always stuck to ink wash painting. It’s the only flaw…” Luo Wei took Lin Yuan’s painting as she introduced hers.
As Lin Yuan took Luo Wei’s painting, his eyes showed a moment of amazement!
Indeed, it was a brilliant ink wash painting of a Phoenix spreading its wings!
The strokes were perfectly apt, Luo Wei had vividly exhibited the unyielding arrogance of the king of birds!
Beautiful!
Exceedingly beautiful!
If Lin Yuan didn’t have the Qi Baishi character card, he would probably be inferior in terms of ink wash painting. The other party was indeed exceptionally good at painting Phoenixes!
In his ears,
Luo Wei was still introducing her painting: “There are no real Phoenixes in the world, just like there are no dragons. So, I didn’t have any reference material, I could only paint based on people’s descriptions of Phoenixes and from some movies, animations, and artworks. The essence of this painting is…”
For some reason,
Luo Wei’s gaze suddenly fell on Lin Yuan’s painting and her voice stopped abruptly.
The air was deathly quiet.
Could a shrimp and Phoenix be compared?
Anyone with common sense would know that these two organisms have no comparability.
Shrimp can be enjoyed by everyone. If rich, one could even enjoy a lobster worth thousands.
But a Phoenix is something people can never see in their entire life.
So people have assigned countless wonderful connotations to the Phoenix.
These beautiful connotations were reflected in Luo Wei’s artwork.
However, when Luo Wei saw Lin Yuan’s painting, she suddenly had strong doubts as to whether a Phoenix was indeed nobler than a shrimp.
If she was utilizing ink, Lin Yuan was manipulating it!
His shrimp seemed lifelike, full of charm, and absolutely realistic.
The inkwork and brushstrokes weren’t overly complicated, yet they vividly portrayed the structure and texture of the shrimp.
Each stroke outlined with a hint of profoundness.
Having a strong foundation in painting, being able to appraise exceptionally well, and her family’s profound knowledge in art, somehow made Luo Wei feel a strange sense of inferiority.
It was peculiar.
Luo Wei didn’t know what kind of expression she was making. She widened her already large eyes, raised her eyebrows high, her expression filled with desolation, yet she couldn’t suppress her fanaticism and joy. It was an absolute mess.
The shape, the quality, the movement…
The wonder lay in the likeness and unlikeness of the painting.
Luo Wei suddenly understood why Lin Yuan said she couldn’t win.
That wasn’t arrogance, it was a supreme self-confidence, a characteristic of a Master Level figure!
Even if she further crafted her Phoenix several years more, she wouldn’t win. It’s not because she didn’t paint well, it’s because her opponent painted too well!
She so wanted…
Luo Wei was certain that she fell in love with his painting. Just like the last time she saw a masterpiece by an ancient master at a high-end art exhibition, she desired it as strongly as then. It was a primitive admiration at first sight.
As for the result of the competition? It was no longer important.
Phoenix… is inferior to the shrimp!
ps: In order to not break the chapter, I held back and didn’t post it right away, I immediately completed 6000 words as a base. Since, there’s still time, I’ll write one more chapter to wrap up this subplot. Thanks to everyone for your monthly tickets, the new book’s first position is very secure..