Chapter 157: The River Mountains Are As Beautiful As A Paint
ed again. He thought about how pointless it was to argue with this young girl and pulled out his phone, handing it to her.Zhao Yanzi flipped through the messages on the phone as if she were a jealous...Chapter 157: The Landscapes Are As Beautiful As Paintings
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Zhao Yanzi saw Xie Yujia appear and immediately raised a deep enmity.
She noticed that every time she met Hao Ren at university, the pretty class monitor would always be by Hao Ren's side. This seemed to have become a pattern, so much so that she couldn't help but regard Xie Yujia as an imaginary rival.
Now with Su Han backing her up, she was about to verbally attack Xie Yujia when Zhao Hongyu pulled her back and warned her not to overstep the boundaries.
"Since we've met, let's tour together," Zhao Hongyu said gently to both Xie Yujia and Su Han.
"Alright." Xie Yujia had also encountered Zhao Hongyu in the gymnasium before. She felt that she was a very gentle and refined woman and unconsciously felt close to her.
In science, she admired Yue Yang, but in life, she wished to emulate Zhao Hongyu's elegant demeanor.
"This is an ink-wash painting of landscapes, generally painted on raw Xuan paper, placing more emphasis on conveying the spirit and charm of the scenery than meticulous brushwork. Like this one, it follows the style of Shi Tao from the Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou. Look at the right half of this landscape painting: using a close-up to convey profound scenes is characteristic of Shi Tao's 'cutting method'."
While Zhao Hongyu looked at the paintings and explained them, the others followed silently.
Hao Ren understood that Zhao Yanzi's artistic cultivation was entirely due to Zhao Hongyu's guidance. Even last year, Zhao Yanzi had already surpassed him by several levels, while Zhao Hongyu was even more incomparable.
Xie Yujia found herself increasingly amazed the longer she listened; many subtle details she couldn't initially appreciate became clear under Zhao Hongyu's explanations.
Seeing Hao Ren listening intently and Zhao Yanzi constantly exchanging knowledge with Zhao Hongyu to demonstrate her erudition, Xie Yujia recalled that Hao Ren had borrowed a large number of art books before. Suddenly, she wondered if Hao Ren's intense self-study in the arts was due to this little girl.
They toured the entire first-floor exhibition hall, and Zhao Hongyu explained every painting they saw. Both Hao Ren and Zhao Yanzi were satisfied: "Hmph-hmph! Didn't you see My mother knows everything!"
Xie Yujia admired such a beautiful woman's cultivation and grace but also wondered if the chattering Zhao Yanzi would grow up to be as gentle and virtuous as her mother.
The time was exactly eight, and the students waiting outside could finally enter. The previously quiet exhibition suddenly became lively.
Lu Qing brought Lu Linlin and Lu Xinli in; upon seeing Zhao Hongyu, he hurried over to greet her.
"President Lu, how are you" said Zhao Hongyu.
"Mrs. Zhao, hello," replied Lu Qing somewhat awkwardly.
Some of the leaders from the Art College also entered with him. Lu Qing briefly introduced them: "This is Mrs. Zhao Hongyu from the Design Studio, who is also the wife of Mr. Zhao Guang, the chairman of Tomorrow Group and our university's largest sponsor."
The name of this design studio was well-known among the Art College faculty, and the identity of the Tomorrow Group Chairman's wife made them all treat her with great respect.
They knew that the independent building of the Art College and its various advanced facilities were built by Tomorrow Group!
"Mrs. Zhao, hello!" they greeted her in turn, shaking hands.
A major part of Donghai University's development funds came from Tomorrow Group, the largest company in Donghai City. It could be said that Tomorrow Group was supporting Donghai University's various expansions beyond government educational funding, including hardware facilities, faculty welfare, research initiatives, and lectures.
The rapid rise in Donghai University's reputation over recent years was largely due to Tomorrow Group's significant investments!
Xie Yujia, who was standing beside Zhao Hongyu, heard Lu Qing's introduction and her eyes widened slightly.
This elegant and approachable lady turned out to be the wife of the chairman of the largest commercial conglomerate in the Eastern Sea region! Hao Ren was actually tutoring their child!
To put it bluntly, the Tomorrow Group they controlled was the hidden big boss behind Donghai University.
No wonder Vice President Lu Qing treated them with such respect!
"Young master!" Lulin and Lilili didn't care about these people exchanging pleasantries. They rushed over, each grabbing one of Hao Ren's arms.
The students who surged in from the door just happened to see the intimate interaction between the Lu sisters and Hao Ren.
The teachers from the Art College standing beside Lu Qing undoubtedly saw this scene too, but these two little girls were Lu Qing's granddaughters. Even Lu Qing didn't say anything, so they certainly wouldn't. They pretended not to see it.
Therefore, in the eyes of the students, Lulin and Lilili shamelessly hooked their arms around Hao Ren right in front of Vice President Lu Qing while the surrounding teachers wore smiles on their faces.
"Whoa!" The students sucked in a breath. This guy was not simple; even Vice President Lu Qing allowed his granddaughters to be so attached to him.
They quickly memorized Hao Ren's appearance. He might not look extremely handsome, but he definitely wasn't someone to mess with!
At this moment, Huang Xujie, who had cut in line, followed his rock climbing team members into the room. He was dressed casually today, but among a crowd of boys, he stood out the most.
When he saw Lulin and Lilili clinging to Hao Ren while Su Han stood beside him calmly, all signs of relaxation vanished from his face.
However, with Lu Qing and the Art College's leaders present, Huang Xujie didn't dare make a scene. He could only suppress his anger.
No matter how he thought about it, he couldn’t believe that this opponent who had been beneath his notice just one month ago would become so powerful in such a short time—not only was his strength far beyond him but also, with such an ordinary appearance and background, he actually surrounded himself with beauties! What’s the reason for this Why
Hao Ren's sharp eyes naturally caught Huang Xujie's subtle expression. He pulled his hands out of Lulin and Lilili's grasp and gave them a reproachful look.
Lulin and Lilili stuck their tongues out at each other, laughing; it seemed they were deliberately trying to make their family jealous.
Over on the other side, when many girls saw Qin Shaoyang in his suit rushing over, they screamed. Security guards hurriedly used barriers and their arms to hold them back.
In the company of several senior figures from the art world, Qin Shaoyang leisurely took off his suit jacket, revealing a white shirt on top.
The slightly thin and form-fitting white shirt perfectly showcased the contours of his muscular body, driving the girls to scream even louder.
Qin Shaoyang smiled faintly, carrying a
Suddenly, within this large library that should have been quiet, an ear-shattering collective scream echoed through it.
Huang Xujie was slightly stunned; this is presence!
"Today marks Mr. Qin Shaoyang's first exhibition of his recent years' hard work in traditional Chinese painting, signaling the beginning of his full transition to the field of traditional Chinese painting. As everyone knows, Mr. Qin Shaoyang's oil paintings have earned him international acclaim; at auction houses worldwide, the average price for one of his paintings is over ten million!"
A host in a black suit stepped forward and announced.
Over ten million per painting Damn, there are so many rich people. Hao Ren thought to himself.
"Mr. Qin Shaoyang's move into the field of traditional Chinese painting, with his global influence, will promote our country’s traditional paintings to a worldwide audience! At the same time, it is sure to make China's traditional paintings a new favorite in the international art collection market!
"This is the first time Mr. Qin Shaoyang is exhibiting his traditional Chinese paintings, and today's audience includes leading figures in China's art scene who have all recognized that Mr. Qin Shaoyang’s works have reached a high level of artistic achievement!"
"Today, after our repeated requests, Mr. Qin Shaoyang has agreed to demonstrate his passion for traditional Chinese painting by performing live on the spot! Please look forward to it!"
After saying this, the host stepped back and suddenly all the lights in the library were turned off.
Click!
A spotlight shone brightly.
The round beam of light illuminated the area where Qin Shaoyang was standing.
Two elegantly dressed ladies in ancient costumes carried an antique table over.
An imperial-style lady then spread out a sheet of white xuan paper on the table.
Another beautiful woman came to grind ink beside the table.
The melodious sound of guqin music slowly rose, and with another small beam of light shone upon it, a lady in ancient costume was seen playing the pipa (Chinese lute).
The atmosphere instantly became more intense.
Girls' screams suddenly ceased; they widened their eyes to stare at Qin Shaoyang.
Suddenly, Qin Shaoyang brushed his forehead hair aside and slowly rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing two sturdy arms.
The woman who had finished grinding ink quietly stepped back.
Qin Shaoyang picked up a brush with one hand and moved it smoothly over the inkstone.
Swish!
He suddenly waved his arm, splashing ink onto the xuan paper to form an image of a dragon-like mountain range before everyone’s eyes. Then he changed his posture and turned around to splash more ink on the paper in a different way, dots representing lush green trees falling one after another within this mountainous landscape.
His movements were sometimes quick and light, sometimes heavy and solemn; they danced along with the pipa music, occasionally swift as lightning and other times slow like mud.
The girls who were crazy about Qin Shaoyang held their breaths, afraid that any sound of theirs would disrupt this artistic scene.
Hao Ren was quietly watching Qin Shaoyang paint. Lu L琳琳 and Lu 利利 stood on either side of him, while Xie Yujia and Ma Liming widened their eyes as they were seeing the process of painting traditional Chinese paintings for the first time with their own eyes.
Zhao Yanzi curiously looked around; her height was insufficient to see clearly, so she had to stand on tiptoe, straining hard to look. Zhao Hongyu secretly gave her an invisible lift which immediately raised her up.
Su Han clasped her left hand with her right and stood upright and gracefully, expressionless. In the darkness, she still appeared extraordinarily beautiful.
The pipa performance slowly concluded, and Qin Shaoyang put down his brush and straightened himself up again.
His white shirt remained spotlessly clean despite all the dynamic movements he made, which was also a skill. And when paired with black traditional Chinese paintings, this Western-style white shirt did not appear out of place at all.
Rush rush rush!
The lights suddenly turned on again.
The two elegantly dressed beauties standing on either side took a few steps forward and, with their delicate hands, carefully lifted the ink-still-wet landscape painting!
Broad is the Yangtze River flowing eastward; waves wash away heroes of old. West of this ancient fortress, they say it was where Zhou Yu of the Three Kingdoms fought his great battle. Jagged rocks pierce the sky, and turbulent waves crash against the shore, churning up piles of snow-white foam. Mountains and rivers paint a picture, giving rise to heroes in their time!
Looking back at Zhou Gongjin in old days: Xiaoqiao had just married him, his youth and vigor were most impressive. He held a feather fan and wore a crane-feather cap; he laughed and talked as the enemy fleet turned to ashes. As I wander in spirit to that time long past, should I be smiled upon for being sentimental My hair has already turned white! Life is but a dream – one cup of wine offered to the moon over the river!
A carefree inscription appeared on the left-hand side of the blank space in the painting.
"Good writing!" The vice chairman of China's Artists Association, an old man with white hair who looked very spirited, clapped his hands and said, "Truly a poem within a painting, and a painting within a poem!"
He kept praising it; the other old masters in the art world also followed suit.
Qin Shaoyang gave a faint smile and suddenly took the painting into his hands. He walked towards the crowd and said with his slightly magnetic voice, "Han, this painting is for you!"
"Wow," many of the girls realized that Qin Shaoyang was using this opportunity to confess!
But who exactly was this "Han" This became a new question in their minds.
Qin Shaoyang, holding the landscape painting, walked straight through the crowd and stopped in front of Ji Han. A faint smile played at his lips.
Su Han looked at the calligraphy and painting and took it calmly from him before slowly tearing it into pieces.
"Ah!" Everyone was shocked.
This was a work by Qin Shaoyang, one of the geniuses in the art world! It was his first time painting on the spot for public view, making this piece extremely valuable; according to Qin Shaoyang's fame, it was worth at least 100 thousand yuan!
But a mere lecturer from a common university actually tore it up right there
"Truly outstanding... 'A picture of mountains and rivers in its time, countless heroes!' 'Life is like a dream; one cup of wine offered to the moon over the river!'" Su Han scattered the pieces with her hand as she said softly but firmly.
She was dedicated to her path and would never change it. Qin Shaoyang’s persuasion was an insult to her!
"Miss Su, what are you doing" The principal, who didn’t understand the situation, hurried over and asked Su Han.
To his surprise, Qin Shaoyang wasn’t angry at all; he raised a hand to stop the principal and smiled elegantly. "It was just a casual painting; tearing it up is no big deal. Miss Su has quite a fiery temper."
The principal was unwilling to give in and shouted at Su Han, "After the exhibition ends, come to my office!"
In his memory, Su Han usually hid herself away in her office, rarely appearing on campus. However, she taught classes conscientiously; she could be considered a fairly good teacher. But today’s actions had completely ruined his principal’s reputation!
Su Han knew that Qin Shaoyang was intentionally making her give up her job in the real world. She saw Lu Qing looking apologetic across from her and thought for a moment before saying, "It's just one painting; I’ll make up for it."
With that, she stepped forward towards the painting desk!
The faculty and students of Donghai University knew Su Han well, making way for her.
Could this beautiful teacher, widely acknowledged as the most beautiful woman in Donghai University, actually be skilled at traditional Chinese painting Various similar questions arose in everyone’s minds.
Su Han, wearing a snow-white blouse made of gossamer fabric, arrived gracefully. It caused all the elegantly dressed women around the painting desk to pale in comparison.
She slowly picked up her brush and looked at the crowd before suddenly calling out to Hao Ren, "Hao Ren, come over here; I’ll teach you how to paint!" (To be continued) responded."Earth Dragon Line of Wuyi Mountain, Wang Xi!" With her body gradually emitting yellow light, Wang Xi declared her identity."East Sea Water Dragon Clan, Hao Ren!" Dozens of sword lights fai...