"since miss said so, then I'm a little curious. I wonder if miss has any ideas, why don't you give me some pointers? "
After all, he was a painter that she deeply respected and liked, so she felt a little uncomfortable when he said so.
However, she had already encountered this kind of treatment many times, so she felt that it was not a big deal after thinking about it. After all, Mr. Jing Yuan was also a human being. Since he was a human being, how could he expect them to see through the truth at a glance?
"I can't say that I'm wise, and I don't dare to give advice. If aunty Feng and Mr. Lu don't mind, I can only give a rough description of my own foolish views. It can also be considered as embarrassing. "
Feng Shuyuan had always liked Zuo aiai and felt that this child had talent. Now that she had ideas, she hoped that she could perform in front of Lu Hui.
After all, becoming Lu Hui's advanced disciple was a rare opportunity.
Not only could it bring them closer, but it could also give her more legitimate excuses in the future to invite her over as a guest.
However, Zuo Aiai naturally did not know what Feng Shuyuan was thinking. She simply admired the painting and voiced her thoughts out loud.
"In fact, because I like Mr. Jing Yuan very much, I found an opportunity to see Mr. Jing Yuan's original works at the art exhibition.
Mr. Jing Yuan's original works were very rare and precious. It was not only because his painting skills and style had created a brand-new school, but also because Mr. Jing Yuan had started to show his talent in the art world He had always maintained the habit of producing high-quality products. This high quality included painting materials, painting tools, canvas frames, and each of them had special requirements. As long as one looked carefully, one would find that the ink used for this painting was different from the ink that Mr. Jing Yuan had used when he bought it in Italy... ... But it was a relatively cheap ink ...
There were also some scratches on the brush strokes. Because the quality of the brush strokes was not high, the brush strokes were messy.
Moreover, if according to Aunt Feng, this painting was painted by Mr. Jing Yuan before his temperament changed, then the color of the ink would definitely be older than the rest of the paintings. This was also what I discovered yesterday... ... because the luster of the ink would also change subtly under the light. The older the painting was, the more it needed to be protected. The light also needed to be adjusted and weakened accordingly to prevent the corrosion from damaging the painting ...
But this painting... ... was really too new for an old painting that was at least forty years old ... So I made a bold guess "It should have been created by someone else who imitated Mr. Jing Yuan's painting style. However, from the aspect of imitation, that person's skill was really shocking. It was clearly not a copy, but it could make people think that this was Mr. Jing Yuan's original work "Moreover, there's no doubt that the author of this painting is really very powerful. "
Although her narration was a little long, it was reasonable and clear. Even Lu Hui could not help but clap his hands and praise her after listening to her words.
"Miss Tian Lan is indeed as Shuyuan said, a very talented person "Moreover, your praise of the original author... "is also my evaluation of that young painter back then. He really amazed me. It's just that he has never admitted that he has talent in this aspect. To think that I wholeheartedly wanted to train him to be a painter! "
"Mr. Jing Yuan, you... you actually know the author of this painting? "
Lu Hui smiled without saying a word... ...