Chapter 223: What to say about Master’s painting
Li Yan’s current pleasure threshold is extremely high.
It’s so high that I just saw the novel reaching the top of the list. I haven’t even felt surprised yet, but I’m already used to it.
Achievements that have been achieved with great difficulty will fade away after a moment of joy. Keep working hard to pursue the next moment and never be satisfied.
This is the Holy Body of the Born King.
When it was time to go to work, Kaiyuan, who had stayed up all night, was forcibly sent to the break room by his colleagues. He finally fell asleep while being reluctant to let go of the skyrocketing data, dreaming of the new editor checking out the Divine Book of the Pillars of Origin. In the dream, he kept He said to the editor: "No one was optimistic about this book at the beginning, but I insisted on signing it, and even used the editor's recommendation every six months!"
The leader in the dream called it a "clear push", From then on, Kaiyuan was signed as editor-in-chief and became the legend of the origin editor...
Colleagues looked at Kaiyuan who fell asleep instantly with a smile on his lips, and unanimously agreed that this was "for reading cool articles".
"Are there classes today?" Lin Heng asked every day.
"What day of the week is it..." Li Yan looked at the time, "There is no physical education class, let's have it tomorrow."
Students and office workers all remember their days by the day of the week, but businessmen who don't have a day off, such as Li Yan's parents, remember their days by the day of the month.
"The physical education teacher is very honored. He is the only one whose class you go to Lao Yan every day."
"Mainly for the basketball glory of Class 0."
"Heart-to-heart talk ” Lin Heng clicked on Li Ruofei who was wearing shoes.
Li Ruofei also patted his chest, "For the championship."
The discussion of online articles is still rising, and the data has just started. It will take some time to achieve some milestone achievements.
Looking at the several book reviews that popped up after refreshing every one or two minutes - this did not include the number of replies under the book reviews, Li Yan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
Let’s discuss it. If this is a mystery novel, what readers have discovered now is not even a tenth of the foreshadowing that the author has laid out.
So far, not many people can really guess the subsequent development of the story. The possibility that Li Yan is seeking novelties in order to "be different from the readers" is excluded simply because the readers have ignored too many details.
That’s fine, so that when the next few chapters are updated, they will be shocked.
Li Yan doesn't really intend for readers to solve problems, this is a martial arts novel.
So this way of writing "just to let everyone experience the fun of reasoning" is actually a very unbalanced input-output ratio. It's just that Li is energetic enough to think quickly and type hard enough, and he doesn't care about the input-to-income ratio. Just care about quality.
The novel has been done to the best of my ability. When it comes time to accept fate, before the next big climax comes, just take some time to write every day - for him, writing about 6,800 words every day is about Two or three days of busy work is enough to complete a week's work.
The freedom of time is too precious.
"Hey, Xiao Li is here." As soon as Li Yan turned into the studio corridor carrying the bread, he heard Cao Xinshuo greeting him as he came out to pour water.
"Brother Shuo, it's so early."
"The manuscript will be due at the end of the month, and I will go all out next." Cao Xinshuo is very approachable and speaks softly.
It's already the 15th... "It seems like I haven't seen Brother Shuo a few days ago?"
"I went to collect stories. Comics are quite similar to writing novels, and more emphasis is placed on scene restoration. "Cao Xinshuo smiled, "So we can't do it behind closed doors."
It makes sense, Li Yan nodded, but it's a pity that he is only in junior high school now, so even if he has money to support Caifeng, there will be many inconveniences.
Maybe find a chance to go out with Cao Xinshuo? Maybe you can get some points in skills like composition and painting.
"Then don't bother Brother Shuo. I will learn comics from you another day."
"Okay, you are always welcome." After saying that, Cao Xinshuo entered his studio.
Click-to-click communication is what Li Yan likes very much. It is really tiring to chat with people who are afraid of ending the topic.
Li Yan originally set a goal for today - to finish the painting, but he quickly rejected it.
It is a bad habit to set a completion limit for literary and artistic creation. This is not a problem. When you are not feeling it, wasting time will only drag down the quality. When you are feeling it, you often forget to sleep and eat. It is normal to write more and draw more.
There is such a thing. If a painter is asked to take four process pictures of his painting according to the stages, they will often choose the line drawing or draft as the first picture, and the background drawing as the second picture. , the third one is basically completed, and the fourth one is finally completely completed.
Most non-professional viewers will say they "like the third picture the most" and emphasize that there is no difference between the third and fourth pictures. What Li Yan painted in the past two or three days was exactly the content between the third and fourth pictures of this metaphysics.
The first three pictures are for the audience to see, and the fourth picture is for yourself; the completion of the first three pictures means that a painting is qualified to see the light, and the fourth picture is for yourself. The completion means that it has the meaning of being disassembled and appreciated.
One stroke completes the background color, ten strokes finish the main body, and a hundred strokes fail to complete a painting. This is the reason.
As Li Yan kept pondering the details, he accumulated a progress bar that had sudden flashes of inspiration.
Some paintings go from being mediocre to being talked about, perhaps because of a few strokes of accumulated experience, perhaps a bold color, perhaps a clever expression, perhaps a weird blank space...< br>
Of course, these cannot be forced. For example, in this painting by Li Yan, he felt that it was always a bit off.
“For a painting that comes out of a state of confusion, the upper limit has probably been set long ago. Don’t expect to reach the sky in one step.” Li Yan sighed, walked a few steps away, and looked up and down. I didn't have any better ideas for my painting at the moment, so I called Yang Chengzhang.
As a result, the phone rang from outside the door, which scared Li Yan to the point of numbness.
Yang Chengzhang pushed open the door and entered, "I heard that you stayed in the house all day again. I was really curious about the progress. I didn't expect that our master and apprentice had a clear understanding."
Li Yan said He shuddered and said, "Well... Master, I think this painting is almost done. Can you take a look?"
Yang Chengzhang stood ten steps away for a while, then came closer to take a closer look, pondered for a long time, and gave Li Yan I was so nervous that I said: "What do you think?"
This is the fucking trick that bothers me the most. When I become more awesome, I will also torture you old guys who tortured me like this!
Li Yan held his chest in one breath, took a deep breath and took two breaths to adjust before responding, "It's not bad."
"Be more careful."
"I'll reach the passing mark, but I think it's lacking It’s a wonderful stroke of inspiration.”
“Yes, it just lacks a sense of surprise.”
Do you really think so, or did you just listen to what I said?
Yang Chengzhang reached out and wiped the lower right corner of the painting. The paint was already dry. "Li Yan, don't pursue something like a flash of inspiration. Just paint normally, paint what you want to paint, and put your emotions, skills, and It’s a long road to think about and draw.”
“I would like to listen to my advice.”
“In general, this picture has exceeded my expectations.” Yang Chengzhang said. He said, "The level of skill is very high. The painting is just a simple scene in front of me, but the emotion is painted. The sunlight that scatters into the room is very wonderful. The restrained realistic scenery is combined with the bold use of colors, which fits well." You said before, the idea of sunlight connecting the inside and outside of the house."
He suddenly smiled and patted Li Yan on the shoulder - because Li Yan was taller than him, he had to raise his hand, "I told you last time. You really listened to those words, but there are still two things missing from this painting: First, the title. "
Li Yan responded instantly: "Give the world color."< br>
Yang Chengzhang smiled and nodded, "I see that the colorful colors you added come from the illumination and reflection of sunlight. Originally, you gave the real world color to the painting, and then the sunlight in the painting gave a new layer. Colors that are easily overlooked by the naked eye and need to be felt with the heart, this name...is that what it means? "
Hey, Master still has something.
Li Yan nodded happily.
"Do you want this painting of yours to be put up for auction?"
Li Yan was stunned for a moment, thinking of course he wanted to, but this was the first painting, so... "Is it qualified?"
"Of course you are technically qualified. If you really want to be qualified, you have to complete the second thing: sign the payment."
Having to face this problem so soon, Li Yan pursed her lips.
"How about it, whose name do you want to use?"
"Master decides."
Yang Chengzhang stared at Li Yan for a while, and suddenly took something from his pocket He took out a pen, swiped a few strokes and wrote his signature on the lower right corner of the painting, "Okay, I have to tell you some things with my mouth, so why not teach you with facts. I will ask Red Dragon to hang this painting in the gallery. , see if any boss wants it, and if not, there will be a small auction in May.”
Li Yan nodded slightly, feeling a little unspeakable in his heart.
“If I give it to the gallery, I can’t use your name.”
“Huh?”
This is crazy, I really don’t have much creative freedom.
(End of this chapter)