In the live broadcast room.

Tang Shu had already started to write on the white rice paper. She seemed to be confident, and she wrote from shallow to deep, with delicate outlines, very smooth.

The netizens in front of the camera didn't even have time to appreciate or comment on the wonderfulness of this stroke. The next stroke followed. They could only see the black pen tip dots, traces, and ticked them on the paper. They paused from time to time to dip ink for a while, and then put them in the pen again.

Everyone was unconsciously attracted, and no one left a message in the comment area.

Mountains, waters, high ridges, and ditches gradually take shape.

The artists became more and more excited as they watched it, but they were unwilling to think about anything else with a slight slightest mind. Their eyes were staring at the brush under the camera, and their eyes moved as they moved.

One minute, two minutes...

Ten minutes passed, and half of the white rice paper was painted, with white space on the top, and the bottom was gradually stained, and the whole picture was visible.

Fifteen minutes later, a landscape painting was already vividly revealed on the paper!

The black ink is suitable for the thickness and light, and the smudge is like running water.

【...】

[My second! This painting...is invincible!]

【Although I don’t know how to draw, I feel refreshed and my mood is opened!】

[Only if you have hills and valleys in your heart can you have this style of painting?]

The first person to break this silence is not an art student, nor a black fan, nor a challenger, but an ordinary person who doesn’t know much about anything.

The more you understand a certain culture, the more difficult it is to extricate yourself when you meet a master and fall into it. What you mean is the type of people who are now squatting in the live broadcast room and silent.

On the other hand, although ordinary people can't say any special professional words for a while, they care more about the most intuitive feelings.

This painting is very awesome!

When this landscape picture was revealed in front of everyone through the camera, the expressions of netizens also turned into shock!

Unlike the last landscape painting, this painting is filled with greenery in spring. Spring water in the valley flows down from a high place, water droplets splash around, falling into the natural ditches below to form a river, gurgling, as if the sound of water is coming.

The mountains and ridges around the spring are towering like clouds. New branches that were originally yellowed in winter have grown, blooming slender buds, and a strong spring sensation is coming to the face.

The towering peaks at the top are opposite the green mountains that exudes green color on the opposite side, and there is a faint confrontation. The trees are lush in the mountains, and beautiful wild flowers appear in the rock walls that occasionally appear.

The shadows of clouds appear and appear in the flowing water, as if they turn into evaporated mist and rise. The whole painting exudes a poetic and picturesque feeling.

Elegant and outspoken!

Every mountain and water, every movement and every static, the beauty of nature is fully reflected!

【Excuse me!】

【Why do I feel like I smell the soil and green leaves?】

【I feel like I am in the mountains and rivers!】

[I really want to hold a handful of spring water to wash my face, I feel very comfortable... I forgive me for this metaphor, after all, I am not a professional.]

As for professionals?

Sorry, no one has left a word in the comment section until now.

***

In the courtyard, Mr. Bai, who was covered with a blanket on the sofa, was still maintaining his previous movement, and his wise eyes stared at the screen for a long time.

The boy had come back from the initial shock and looked to the side.

"Grandpa? Do you... want to evaluate this painting?"
Chapter completed!