Chapter 67 You embroidered the wrong thing

As the sun rises in the east, the first gentle ray of light passes through the clouds and shines on the national competition stage, igniting the first fireworks of the competition.

"Come on Yu Huan!"

"Baiyun slightly flushes duck!"

"Yao Meng, you are the best!"

"Come on Xu Jie and rush into the finals."

The cheers from the audience were loud. Before the game started, everyone could openly support their favorite players on the stage, and the players on the stage would respond when they heard it.

Some embroiderers even went on stage to show their appreciation to the audience.

When the host came on stage, everyone's voices disappeared.

At this moment, everyone has a shelf next to them, and the embroiderers need to fix their embroidered works on these shelves so that everyone can watch them.

"Welcome back to the stage of our national competition. Last time our test question was to copy the paintings of a master."

"We all know that the most difficult thing to copy is the paintings of masters. Because some masters have special painting techniques, embroidery cannot restore the artistic conception of the original works. But it is precisely for this reason that embroidery becomes more meaningful.

, and more meaningful.”

"Without further ado, let's follow the jury and look directly at the works of each embroidery artist."

The clothes worn by today's judges are still mainly plain colors, but they have added some distinctive patterns to the plain clothes, which always adds a finishing touch.

It attracted the attention of the audience and better promoted the embroidery culture.

The first thing I saw was Yu Huan’s work.

Yu Huan has achieved good results several times in a row, so it is highly anticipated. Everyone wants to see what kind of good works Yu Huan can bring to everyone this time.

The black cloth cover was lifted, and a landscape painting with black and white as the main color appeared in front of everyone.

"This embroidery is a copy of "Reading Stone Tablets" by Li Cheng, a painter from the early Song Dynasty."

"What I am expressing is that in the winter field, an old man riding a mule was stopping in front of an ancient stele to read the inscription. Nearby, there were cold trees with all their leaves growing on the Pituo. In the desolate and cold wilderness, there were strong and tall trees.

Dead trees and standing stone monuments. Unforgettable memories make people feel the vicissitudes of life, the past is like smoke, and it is difficult to look back.

"But the original reason why I chose this painting is because this painting was a collection left by my teacher during his lifetime. My teacher wanted to complete this painting back then, but he got sick before he had time. Now, I have finished it.

Fulfilled his last wish."

Looking at the embroidery on the silk cloth, several teachers showed appreciative smiles. The focus of this work lies in the artistic conception.

"You use shuttle needles to embroider rocks, dense needles for the inked areas on tree trunks, and dummy needles for uninked areas. Okay, it's so beautiful. For the figure on the other side, you actually use hidden needles. It seems like your teacher

You really have taught an incredible apprentice." Meng Wenzhi looked at the stitches on the silk with a magnifying glass, a smile on his face, and praised.

You already have this skill at a young age, and you will definitely achieve great results in the future.

Other teachers also nodded, the work is indeed good.

The only judge on the scene who didn't show an expression of appreciation was Bai Ling.

Her eyebrows were slightly cool, and she gradually frowned as she looked at the painting.

"Did Teacher Bai find something wrong?" the host asked upon seeing this.

Bai Ling's gaze touched Yu Huan's, and their eyes met. Her eyes were like an ice blade piercing into Yu Huan's heart, and she could see Yu Huan's heart clearly, including the panic in her eyes.

"Is this painting really left by your teacher?" she asked coldly.

"Yes." Yu Huan replied.

The coldness in Bai Ling's eyes increased sharply.

"You embroidered it wrong."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar. Just now everyone said how excellent the embroidery of this work was, and now Bai Ling actually said it wrong.

What exactly is going on.

"There should be a child leading a mule next to the old man. However, judging from the time when this painting was preserved, the child was only touched by the painter a few times, so the ink was not deep. Logically speaking, it should have been very blurry or even blurry.

I can’t see clearly. But your child is so clearly visible. You must have checked the information online.”

A bitter smile appeared on Yu Huan's lips, "Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from Teacher Bai's eyes."

"I really had the original painting, but an accident happened two days ago, and the painting was destroyed. But I was already halfway through the embroidery, and I couldn't give up halfway, so I had to find pictures from the Internet."

Yu Huan originally thought that he could hide it from the outside world, but who knew that Bai Ling's eyes were so vicious, he could see it right away.

Bai Ling's silence was considered as acquiescence to her statement. The trees in front were embroidered very realistically, with a sense of vicissitudes of life. It would be impossible to embroider them without seeing the original work.

"But how did Teacher Bai know that the child in this painting was blurred?" At this time, the judge beside Bai Ling helped ask the question that everyone wanted to know.

Bai Ling looked at Yu Huan and said word by word: "Because I have seen this painting before and also embroidered it."

At first, this painting was in the hands of the master. Later, after I embroidered it myself, the master gave it to a friend.

I think Yu Huan's teacher must be the master's friend.

"It turns out there is such a thing. Teacher Bai's vision is really vicious." The host quickly answered, making the other teachers less embarrassed. After all, only Bai Ling could see that there was something wrong with the painting.

The next several works are pretty good, but they still lack some charm and are just similar in appearance.

Then we arrived at Baiyunwei.

Bai Yunwei was sure of winning this time. When the judge teacher came to her side, she didn't need anyone to tell her and just pulled off the black cloth. She couldn't wait for everyone to see her work.

At this moment, everyone screamed in surprise, and even the judges had a look of amazement in their eyes.

The painting Bai Yunwei chose was actually "Peony" by Yu Fei'an.

Yu Fei secretly loves painting peonies, and the peonies in his paintings are rich in color, rich and vigorous, luxuriant and prosperous.

The characteristics of Shu embroidery are its bright and delicate colors and exquisite stitching. Its richness ranks first among the four famous embroideries.

It is really suitable for painting peonies.

The peonies are slightly embroidered by white clouds, and the green leaves and red peonies complement each other, vividly.

She even did special processing and boldly tried to pluck the velvet, which actually made the petals look like fine velvet, adding to the mellow texture, and the bright red color is eye-catching.

The branches are clean and clear, especially there is a colorful mandarin duck resting at the bottom. Even so, it still cannot cover up the beauty of the peony.

The flowers are bright but not vulgar, the flowers are fragrant, elegant, and magnificent. They are worthy of being the king of flowers.
Chapter completed!