Chapter 100: Landscape crane illustration

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"This painting! Oh my God! It's too artistic!"

"I don't understand art, but I feel that this painting is amazing."

"This is the charm of traditional Chinese painting. It is pleasing to the eye

at a glance."

"Ning Guanzhu is too good."

"I really suspect that the anchor is here to cultivate immortals."

"It's a bit exaggerated."

Netizens are very excited.

The level of this painting is quite high.

At first, the art student netizen who said that he had studied for nine years

had a whim, took the screenshots of Ning Fei's paintings and sent them to his

teacher.

The art student asked by the way: "Teacher, what do you think of this

painting?"

Before long, he received a reply from his teacher Zhao Qi: "Which masterpiece

is this? Is it a new work? The artistic conception is very high, and the level

and depth of the brushwork are just right. This person definitely has a good

knowledge of Chinese painting."

Seeing this reply, the art student was taken aback.

You know, his teacher, Zhao Qi, is a very authoritative expert in traditional

Chinese painting, and he also has a place in the Chinese painting session. He

has real skills and is definitely not comparable to those "masters" who are

respectful.

Zhao Qi's evaluation of Ning Fei is so high?

The art student replied: "Teacher, this is painted by an anchor."

"Anchor? Really? Are you kidding me?" Zhao Qi asked in surprise.

Of course Zhao Qi doesn't believe it. You have to know that traditional

Chinese painting is not something that can be achieved by simply studying for

two years.

Traditional Chinese painting emphasizes artistic conception and freehand

brushwork. It requires a deep understanding of beauty, rhythm, and art to

paint.

Just like Jet Li said: "How can you stop me for twenty years of punching?"

The same is true of Chinese painting, from the complex to the simple, the

simpler the more difficult it is to express.

Before long, the art student sent Ning Fei's live broadcast video.

When Zhao Qi watched the video, Ning Fei took out his pen and ink, and drew

this picture of a white crane in the mountains and rivers, falling into deep

silence.

This person seems to be in his twenties.

Actually, it has reached this level?

The strokes, strength, and posture are all impeccable.

Zhao Qi is proficient in traditional Chinese painting, so it is natural to see

that Ning Fei is truly capable.

After that, Zhao Qi specifically checked Ning Fei's information, and the more

he inquired, the more surprised Ning Fei was.

"Unexpectedly, there is such an expert hidden in the mountains." Zhao Qi

looked at Ning Fei's paintings, the more he liked them, the more he liked

them, and he praised them in his heart.

"If only I had such an apprentice."

"But at my current level, I am afraid I am not qualified to be his teacher."

After Ning Fei finished painting and dried it, he began to glue the painted

oil paper to the skeleton. This was another very delicate task.

At this time, the smell of food came from the front yard.

It was Jiang Xue who started cooking again.

When Ning Fei was alone in the Taoist temple before, the eating time was not

very regular. If there were not many things, it was okay. If there was

something on hand, Ning Fei would often forget to sleep and eat. After

finishing the work, he would eat something casually.

Just like now.

Ning Fei smelled the scent of the food, smiled without a trace, and

immediately continued to stick the oil paper umbrella.

"The glue must be evenly felt so that the greased paper can fit better."

After Ning Fei glued all the greased paper to the frame, he found a battery-

style hair dryer to dry the glue on each frame.

"The last step is to apply cooked tung oil on the umbrella surface. Tung oil

is very waterproof."

Ning Fei took out the brush and tung oil again, and gently smeared it on the

umbrella surface.

"After the tung oil dries, the oil-paper umbrella can be used formally."

After brushing the tung oil, Ning Fei dried the tung oil again.

Natural air drying has the same effect as blow drying, but doing so can

greatly reduce the production time.

When everything is settled, the oil-paper umbrella is finally finished.

I saw that Ning Fei was holding a brown bamboo umbrella in her hand, with a

picture of mountains, water and cranes painted on the surface of the umbrella.

The umbrella frame and the ribs were all bamboo knots of the same color, and

the overall look was very beautiful.

Ning Fei tested the effect of opening and closing, and the oil paper was

tightly attached to the umbrella stand, and it was naturally folded and

tightly closed.

"Not bad, finally done."

Ning Fei is very satisfied with his work.

He planned to go outside the pavilion and try the rainproof effect of the oil

paper umbrella.

When he looked outside, he realized that he didn't know when, the rain

stopped...

Ning Fei was holding the oil-paper umbrella, and his back was a bit lonely for

a while. There seemed to be a black crow on top of his head, quacking and

flying over his head with a string of ellipsis.

"The oil paper umbrella is so beautiful, I want to buy one too!"

"Well, traditional umbrellas are more convenient, but this kind of elegant

natural beauty is never comparable to industrial products."

"Does Ning Guanzhu want to hold an umbrella in the rain? But the rain seems to

have stopped."

"I'll just say why Ning Guanzhu paused for a while."

"Hahaha, Ning Guanzhu is depressed again."

"I made an umbrella when I saw it rained. Now that my umbrella is ready, you

tell me the rain stopped?"

All kinds of barrage came out, making people laugh.

Ning Fei put away the oil-paper umbrella, went to the front yard and placed

the oil-paper umbrella in the corner of the wall, then went to see how Jiang

Xuefan was doing, and went to help himself.

After the rain, the Qingfeng Temple was washed with water and became brighter.

After dinner, Ning Fei came to the courtyard. This time, instead of going to

the pavilion, he went to the front yard.

Ning Fei thought for a while and said to the netizens in the live broadcast

room: "Do you remember the fruit wine you made last time? You should be able

to drink it by this time."

"The domestic wine made at home should not be too long. If it is an industrial

fruit wine, it can be brewed longer, and the longer the age, the better the

taste."

Ning Fei came to the cellar and took out two jars of fruit wine.

He came outside the courtyard, prepared a table, put two jars of fruit wine on

it, and called out Jiang Xue.

At dinner, Ning Fei took Jiang Xue's pulse, Jiang Xue's current situation is

very stable, and there is no need for injection today.

"Wow, I saw Ning Guanzhu's girlfriend again."

"I haven't watched the live broadcast for a few days, this girl is so

handsome, when did you come here?"

"It is Ning Guanzhu's friend, but we always feel that it is not very similar."

"I feel that two people are a bit interesting to each other."

"Don't talk nonsense. The subject is my husband, and that woman is just his

friend."

"Dream, Ning Guanzhu is still my husband."

At this time, Ning Fei had already opened a jar of grape wine, and he said

contentedly:

"Nowadays, most of the fruit wines on the market are made from sugar and other

ingredients, plus alcohol. Although the taste is refreshing, it lacks the

mellow and soft feeling, and lacks the original taste and nutrition of fruit

wine."

"This kind of fruit wine is made from pure natural fruits. It enters the

throat and is soft and gentle, without obvious pungent irritating taste. The

alcohol content is not too high, and people who can't drink can easily drink

it."

The wine jar opened, and for a while, a faint fragrance of grapes and alcohol

emanated.

"It smells good." Jiang Xue said with a smile after smelling the smell of

wine.

"Do you usually drink?" Ning Fei asked two wooden cups.

"I have never drunk it, my body has not been very good, and my family members

are not allowed to drink."

"Right."

The fruit wine is first filtered through a filter to remove the fruit

residues, and then poured into a wooden cup, it is a crystal clear purple-red

liquid.

Ning Fei poured a glass for Jiang Xue and himself.

"Thank you." Jiang Xue took the Mubei and thanked him in a low voice.

Jiang Xue put the grape wine in front of her nose and smelled it, the taste of

the grape wine was lighter than expected.

She tentatively picked up the glass and drank a sip of fruit

wine~www.mtlnovel.com~, the sweetness of fruit wine burst into her mouth. The

taste is still a bit jerky, which makes people unable to help their tongue.

There was a touch of joy in Jiang Xue's eyes. She smiled and said, "It's so

sweet!"

Ning Fei also took a sip of fruit wine, and said contentedly: "This time the

brew is good, the sourness is not strong, just right."

Netizens are envious when they see the state of the two.

At this moment, the little fox ran to Ning Fei's feet, and his front paws

gently rubbed Ning Fei's calves. Seeing this, I actually smelled the fragrance

of wine and wanted to ask for some wine to drink.

Ning Fei was very interested, so he brought the little fox's drinking basin

and poured some fruit wine for the little fox.

When netizens saw this, they called "people are not as good as foxes."

Ning Fei's alcohol volume was indeed average. After drinking some fruit wine,

he felt a little dizzy, but fortunately, his consciousness was still clear.

The little fox was even worse. After Ning Fei poured some wine on it, the

little fox drank it clean after a few strokes, screamed and swayed.

Seeing this, this white fox is more drunk than anyone else.

"Bow!"

The little dog ran to the side of the little fox, saw the strange look of the

little fox, and yelled anxiously.

Little Fox paid no attention to it, and ran to his nest on his own, and then

wanted to jump up, but he slammed into the wall aside.

Netizens can't help but laugh at that cute look.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Xue hurried over to pick up the little fox and put it

into the little fox's den.

Little Fox lay down, seemingly satisfied, and went to sleep so contentedly.

Ning Fei also felt a little dizzy at this time, so he said to the netizens:

"Dear viewers, today's live broadcast is over here, see you tomorrow!"

After speaking, he closed the live broadcast.