Old Han smiled.
He is not a vain person, but seeing the envious expressions on everyone's faces, he still feels a little proud in his heart.
It took him a lot of effort to get this authentic painting of Master Yunlu.
Now it seems worth it.
"The name of this work is "Eagle Perched on a Tree". What do you think after reading it?" Old Han asked with a smile.
Someone immediately replied: "This painting follows Master Yunlu's consistent concise painting style, with distinctive features. There are only a few strokes, but people can tell at a glance that this is an eagle and this is a tree."
Mr. Han nodded: "Most of the paintings only focus on the shape, but lose the spirit. Master Yunlu's works have both form and spirit, which is why it is difficult for ordinary people to imitate."
Everyone agreed.
Then several people expressed their views.
Zhu Rong also thought for a moment and said: "I think this painting actually reflects a state of mind of Master Yunlu."
"Oh? Why do you say that?"
Everyone is interested.
Zhu Rong cleared his throat and said:
"Look at this tree, although there is not much ink and ink, it seems to be a shadow, representing the current predicament."
"Look at this eagle again. It seems to be perched on a tree, but it is not. It should express a kind of helplessness."
"May I ask which eagle does not desire to fly high? But it has no choice, so it is forced to land on the treetops. This is a kind of helplessness."
"Then, here comes the important point. There is a red mark on the eagle's head, which is in stark contrast to the gray tone of the whole painting. What does it mean?"
"It shows that this eagle is not reconciled, it is eager to fly to the blue sky again."
"So my final conclusion is that this painting reflects the current situation of Master Yunlu. This should be the work of Master Yunlu during the trough of his life."
After Zhu Rong finished speaking, the audience was silent for a moment, and then there was warm applause.
Explained too well.
It's like a roundworm in Master Yunlu's stomach!
Elder Han was also full of praise: "If Master Yunlu heard your analysis, he would definitely regard you as a bosom friend."
Then he looked at Zhu Hongyuan again, and said with a smile: "Old Zhu, your son is really better than blue!"
Zhu Hongyuan said proudly: "Haha, I have already said that this kid has a bright future. It is better for me to cultivate him. I have instilled a lot of calligraphy and painting knowledge in him since he was a child."
He really wasn't humble at all.
There were constant praises from around, and even Lu Yun couldn't help applauding Zhu Rong.
When I drew this picture myself, I didn't think so much, but you actually analyzed it, what a talent.
Hearing the compliments from the seniors around him, Zhu Rong couldn't help showing a smug smile, and suddenly glanced at Liu Yan'er and said, "I don't know what Miss Liu thinks of this painting?"
From the moment Liu Yan'er entered the door, Zhu Rong showed hostility, because he felt that Liu Yan'er didn't deserve to be here at all.
A seductive woman who knows shit about calligraphy and painting.
Zhu Rong asked the question on purpose, just to see Liu Yan'er make a fool of himself.
Everyone's eyes instantly moved to Liu Yan'er.
Mr. Han encouraged with a smile: "It's okay, Miss Liu, there are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand readers, it's okay to tell your feelings, let's exchange ideas."
Liu Yan'er nodded and said, "I'm personally a loyal fan of Master Yunlu, so I'm very happy to see this painting today. This painting is indeed Master Yunlu's consistent painting style..."
"Don't talk nonsense, get straight to the point."
Zhu Rong interrupted impatiently: "The characteristics of the painting style have already been mentioned before, and you don't need to repeat them."
"Xiao Zhu, don't worry, let Miss Liu finish first!" Han Lao said.
Because Zhu Rong performed well just now, Mr. Han had a good impression of him, so he directly called him Xiao Zhu.
Even though Zhu Rong's interrupting behavior was very rude, Mr. Han didn't reprimand him.
Liu Yan'er frowned, but continued what she said just now: "This "Eagle Perched on a Tree" is excellent overall, but I think that red mark is a failure."
Liu Yan'er expressed her thoughts.
She also felt strange in her heart, it was obviously a perfect painting, why did Master Yunlu add extra touches to it?
This is not at all like Master Yunlu's previous style.
When Lu Yun heard this, a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.
Sister Yan'er still understands herself!
Because the red mark was not painted on at all, but the juice that accidentally dripped on it when I was eating red berries.
However, when the people around heard this, their faces changed drastically.
Zhu Hongyuan reprimanded loudly: "You are simply talking nonsense. It is impossible for any redundant ink to appear in the works of Master Yunlu."
Everyone also expressed their dissatisfaction.
Master Yunlu is their idol, and no one is allowed to slander them.
This woman actually dares to say that Master Yunlu is superfluous, isn't she looking for scolding?
Zhu Rong sneered and said, "I've said it a long time ago, how can this kind of woman know how to paint? Inviting her here is purely to defeat our elegance."
Elder Han also showed displeasure.
Although he said that he wanted everyone to express their opinions, what he really wanted to hear was praise from different angles, not criticism.
Liu Yan'er's evaluation displeased Mr. Han very much, and he didn't even give her a good face afterwards.
Liu Yan'er was naturally aware of the change in Elder Han's attitude, and was filled with disappointment.
I thought it was really an exchange meeting for calligraphy and painting lovers, but I didn't expect it to be full of flatterers, even Han Lao was no exception.
Shouldn't have come tonight.
Liu Yan'er wanted to leave directly, but Lu Yun pulled her back and said, "Wait and see."
Lu Yun has never been the one who suffers, these people dare to bully Sister Yan'er like this, how could he leave willingly.
It seems that it is time to reveal the identity of Master Yunlu.
Just as Lu Yun was thinking about how to reveal his identity, what happened next made him change his mind.