noffsinger Chapter 924: North and Love (7)
Chapter 924: North and Love (7)
"The competition is over. Please present your paintings."
The servant brought two shelves, the kind used to display paintings.
He asked the two to put the portrait on the shelf for everyone to evaluate.
Liao He took out the portrait immediately and hung it on the shelf.
When the servant next to him saw it, his eyes lit up instantly, "Is this a painting of me?"
As soon as the portrait was displayed, everyone gathered around and started praising it.
"Oh my god! He's worthy of being the painter from Shuiyunfang. The portrait he drew is so lifelike!"
"That's right, they look just like they were carved from the same mold!"
"Look at that nose and that mouth, you can tell at a glance that it's the guy next to you!"
"How can this be compared? I think the winner today must be Master Liao from Shuiyunfang!"
……
The crowd's overwhelming praise made Liao He's self-confidence explode, while Gong Fu on the other side seemed like a forgotten loser with no sense of existence at all.
Miss Zhang also looked at Liao He's portrait carefully. Compared with the real person, it was indeed 80% similar. If someone who knew him well, they would be able to recognize him at a glance just by looking at the portrait.
However, that's all there is to it, and it's not as miraculous as others say.
She was a young lady from the Sima family and had seen many portraits of prisoners. The portraiture skills of Mr. Liao were probably similar to those of the painters in the yamen.
Looking to the other side, the young man was staring at the portrait in front of her in a daze, with a very gentle smile on his face.
She walked to her table and looked at the person in the painting with amazement in her eyes.
"Is this the portrait that the young master created in just half an hour?"
Xue'er, who was standing next to her, also took a look at Gong Fu's painting and exclaimed, "What a handsome man!"
He has handsome features and an imposing aura, with a pair of bright eyes that are clear and sharp, as if overflowing with murderous intent.
Especially the big black bow in his hand, which makes people feel scared when looking at it.
"Is this the great general galloping across the battlefield? He has such a powerful aura!"
Miss Zhang asked in confusion. Gong Fu looked at her in surprise, a smile in her eyes. "Do you think so too?"
Ever since she saw him drawing his bow and shooting arrows on the wall of the deserted temple, Gong Fu had a feeling that he was a great general galloping on the battlefield, and all the enemies trembled wherever he passed!
However, this was just her guess and it had not been verified yet.
Miss Zhang nodded. This was exactly how she felt when she first saw the person in the painting. She was a little puzzled. Why would she paint this person?
"Sir, is this man your brother?"
Gong Fu shook her head, a blush creeping up her face.
"A friend, well, maybe not even a friend. We've met twice, and maybe we won't see each other again in the future."
She painted this picture because she was afraid that in the endless years to come, she would forget the most amazing person she had met in her life.
"Wow! Look, look, what a handsome young man!"
After hearing this, many people came over to watch, and almost everyone had a look of amazement in their eyes.
The people in Gong Fu's paintings are very realistic, even the light and shadow are processed clearly. With the contrast between light and dark, it looks as if the people in the paintings are alive.
Seeing everyone's shocked expressions, Liao He looked a little puzzled and walked over curiously.
Just one glance and he couldn't take his eyes off her.
This……
When it comes to portraits, the most important thing is the proportion and position of the facial features. No matter which part is slightly off, the face will become extremely disharmonious!
However, the paintings made by this boy not only have very accurate proportions of facial features, but even the expression of the eyes is very lively, as if a real person has lived in the painting!
"Is there such a handsome young man in this world?"
"What a beautiful painting! It looks just like a real person!"
"Yes, I've never seen a portrait so close to life. It's like the person has entered the painting. What an amazing painting skill!"
"Indeed! Compared to the painting by Master Liao from Shuiyunfang next door, this one is more refined and realistic!"
"It seems that this young master's painting skills are even better!"
The people present were all ordinary people. There were no fixed judges, so naturally there were no inside stories. Everyone's evaluation came from the heart.
At this time, people's heartfelt admiration for Gong Fu's portrait was like one slap after another, slapping Liao He's face hard, making his cheeks as hot as fire.
He was a great painter from Shuiyunfang, but he was defeated by an unknown person selling paintings on the street?
If this matter gets out, will his portraits in Shuiyunfang still be able to be sold?
"Boy, we just said that the person you draw must be someone present! But the person you drew is clearly not here!"
“How can a fictional portrait become the standard for everyone’s judgment?”
"So your painting can't be a part of the competition!"
Liao He seemed to have caught some handle on Gong Fu, and the guilty look on his face turned into pride.
When everyone heard this, they felt that there was some truth to it. This was indeed a condition put forward at the time. If the young master did not paint according to the topic, even if his painting skills were better, he would still lose the competition.
"What a shame! If this young man could draw anyone here, he would definitely win the competition!"
"Yes! This painting doesn't follow the title, and even if it is completed, we can't say that this young man has won! Besides, the young man in the painting is almost like an immortal. Whether such a person really exists in the world is uncertain, so how can we judge whether it is similar to the real person?"
“It’s really hard to comment!”
After hearing these discussions, the pride in Liao He's eyes turned into a sneer.
He walked up to Gong Fu, raised his head and said, "Boy, you can pack up and leave now!"
"If I see you selling paintings at a stall on South Street again, I'll expose you every time I see you."
He snorted, "You made this bet yourself, so you can't blame me."
The people watching nearby felt it was a pity. "Such a great artist, but he can't paint anymore... I was thinking of buying some paintings from this gentleman to decorate my home."
"Yes, I also want this young master to draw a portrait of me, so that I can keep it as a souvenir for future generations!"
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Just as everyone was sighing and lamenting, Gong Fu blinked and said, "Who said this is the portrait I'll be painting for the competition?"