BSI Chapter 221 Six Pictures of Ladies
Chapter 221 Six Pictures of Ladies
Chapter 221 Sixty Pictures of Ladies
Reading break rolls, getting a God.
Zhang Junping prepared for a week before starting to paint.
It is really like writing like a god, the brush is like a dragon and a snake, and the brush is like the wind. In less than half an hour, Zhang Junping sketched out a beautiful picture of a lady.
It took another week for Zhang Junping to draw all the Twelve Gold Hairpins.
There are not only twelve pictures of the ladies of the Twelve Nobiles, but Zhang Junping has drawn five pictures for each Nobile, with different attires for walking, sitting, lying and playing.
After painting the Twelve Gold Hairpins, Zhang Junping took the drawing back to school and asked his classmates in the framing studio to help frame it.
Zhang Junping took it back to school to mount it not to save money, he is not short of those three melons and two dates now.
The purpose is to help the students in the framing studio to gain practical experience in framing, and also to allow them to earn some pocket money.
After all, the banner of CAFA DreamWorks is to help students increase their social practice experience and earn living expenses through work-study programs.
After the sixty pictures of ladies with twelve gold hairpins were framed, Zhang Junping took the pictures to CCTV and found Wang Fulin.
"You are Zhang Junping? A student of Yangmei?"
An old man was working in Wang Fulin's office with a cane in his hand. When he saw Zhang Junping, he asked straightforwardly.
In Wang Fulin's office, besides this old man, there were two other old men sitting on chairs.
Wang Fulin could only stand on his feet, carefully serving the three old people.
"Hello, Mr. Shen! Hello, Mr. Qi! Hello, Mr. Wu!" Zhang Junping bowed and said hello to the three old people one by one.
This old man is the famous Mr. Shen Congwen.
The other two old people, one is the Qing Dynasty royal family who Qigong Qi Zhenger Eight Classics, the fifth son of Emperor Shizong of Qing Dynasty (Yongzheng) and the eighth generation grandson of Prince Hongzhou.
The other one is Wu Shichang, a master of Hongxue.
"You are a boy who hasn't graduated yet, how dare He De be the chief image designer of "Dream of Red Mansions"? Who is your teacher?" Shen Congwen paused on his crutches and asked sharply.
"Just like Mr. Shen, how can the boy He De dare to be the chief image designer of "Dream of Red Mansions." Faced with Shen Congwen's questioning, Zhang Junping was not annoyed. Appreciation, just give me a chance to learn!
As for the tutor, he was too ignorant to mention the predicate of the master, for fear of discrediting the master. "
An indifferent remark pushed Shen Congwen to the corner of the wall, and the angry old man just stared.
Zhang Junping didn't continue to be angry with him, after all, he was over 80 years old, and he couldn't bear it if he got angry.
"It just so happens that Mr. Shen is here, I'm here to hand in my homework to Director Wang.
In this homework, I used Shen Lao's "Research on Ancient Chinese Costumes" for reference. You can judge whether the boy can pass this homework. "
Zhang Junping said and put the sixty scrolls he brought on Wang Fulin's desk.
Sixty picture scrolls is not a small number, so Zhang Junping tied them up with ropes, and they filled Wang Fulin's desk at once.
"So much?" Wang Fulin exclaimed in surprise.
Just now I saw Zhang Junping coming in with a large bundle of scrolls, but they were just placed on the ground, the impact force was far less intense than the ones placed on the table.
"This is the picture of the twelve golden hairpin ladies that I drew, Mr. Shen and Director Wang have a look, but it still catches the eye.
See if there is something that goes against the trend of history, so I can modify it. "Zhang Junping's mouth is very modest, but his face is full of confidence.
"Mr. Shen, Mr. Qi, and Mr. Wu are all masters in this field. Would you give me your hand?" Wang Fulin said with a very humble attitude.
There is no way not to be humble, now Wang Fulin is completely counting on Shen Congwen to help him.
After Wang Fulin returned from his investigation in the UK, the leader of CCTV asked him what he thought.
Like Yang Jie, he both wanted to shoot China's own masterpieces.
Therefore, when asked by the leaders of CCTV, Wang Fulin carefully chose "Dream of Red Mansions", which he thought was the simplest and easiest.
As a result, the project was approved and the preparatory team was established. At this time, it was discovered that the seemingly simplest and easiest "Dream of Red Mansions" was precisely the most difficult historical masterpiece to shoot.
In order to tell the somewhat gloomy story of "Dream of Red Mansions" wonderfully and attract the audience, we must also respect history and the original work.
Not as easy as imagined.
The story is not exciting enough, the audience will not buy it, they only pursue the excitement, go against history, deviate from the original, and will be criticized by the experts of the Red Society.
Don't think that the Red Society is just a minority, it doesn't matter, as long as the audience likes it.
On the contrary, the Red Society, which is in the minority, has astonishing energy. They are often elites from all walks of life and hold the absolute right to speak.
Not to mention him, even the leaders of CCTV can't afford to offend the experts of the Red Society.
Wanting to understand the key points inside, Wang Fulinchou's hair was half gray.
It was only because of connections that they asked Shen Congwen.
Shen Congwen also gave face, not only came here by himself, but also invited Qigong and Wu Shichang, two great masters of history and Hongxue.
"Hmph! What's so interesting about it? In just half a month, you have drawn so many pictures of the twelve golden hairpin ladies. If it's not shoddy, what is it?
Xiao Wang gave you such a good opportunity, he didn't know how to cherish it, he only knew how to deal with errands. "Shen Congwen snorted and reprimanded him.
"Hehe! Let me take a look at Xiaoyou's masterpiece." Qi Gong, who had been silent just now, picked up a scroll and opened it with a smile.
Opening the picture scroll, Qi Gong's eyes lit up, "Okay! What a meticulous and realistic portrait of a lady!
In just a few months, the progress has been so great, the little friend is really talented, Lao Yang has taken in a good apprentice! "
Qigong and Zhang Junping knew each other. Qigong was the chief judge of the Jiguge Young Artists Exhibition a few years ago.
Zhang Junping's gold award was awarded to him by Qigong, and he chatted with Zhang Junping for a long time.
Later, when Zhang Junping joined the Chinese Calligraphers and Painters Association, Qi Gong also voted for it.
"Mr. Qi, you are flattering me. I have also used your works for reference in these paintings." Zhang Junping bowed slightly to Qi Gong and said modestly.
After complimenting Zhang Junping, he smiled and said to Shen Congwen: "Mr. Shen, Zhang Xiaoyou is not an ordinary young man, so you don't have to be such a villain and beat him up. You should take a look at his works first."
"Oh! Let me see!"
Shen Congwen and Qi Gong have been close friends for many years, so they naturally understand Qi Gong, and seeing Qi Gong's demeanor, one can tell that Qi Gong is not a compliment in response to an accident.
Qi Gongqi always treats people kindly, always smiling and kindly.
Even if others come to ask for their opinions with imitated works of his, they will happily say, "The writing is very good, better than mine."
Only those who really understand Qigong will understand that Qigong is a very principled person, and he will not easily evaluate a person or a work.
After taking the scroll in Qigong's hand, Shen Congwen was stunned for a moment, looked up at Zhang Junping, and then continued to look down at the painting.
I went back to the construction site today, and will resume normal updates tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)