Xiao Xue Lian Jing Tan Mo was about to transform into human form when she was plucked by someone, reincarnating as the beloved youngest daughter of the Tan family. Until she discovered that she had...
Teacher Chen: “…”
He felt that Tan Jinyi was implying something about him.
But then, the students' teacher came out and said to the boy encouragingly, "That's right. You've just started and have a lot to learn. It's a good thing to express your opinions and ask your questions. Don't pay attention to those who laugh at you for this kind of thing. Such people should be ashamed."
"Also, learning never ends. Even if you continue to work in related professions in the future and have years of experience, you may still encounter problems you don't understand." The teacher said, "No matter when you don't understand, it's a good thing to ask, learn, and find the answer."
"The ones who are wrong are not those who seek knowledge, but those who laugh at those who seek knowledge," the teacher said in a deep voice.
Teacher Chen: “…”
If what we have just discussed is just a slight connotation.
Then this teacher has a lot of connotation.
Teacher Chen and the other four all looked gloomy.
Don’t take some things too far!
However, Tan Jinyi and the teacher ignored them.
Who cares about their mood?
The boy mustered up the courage to say, "The color next to the waterfall seems to have a light blue color, but I'm worried that I've been staring at the painting for too long and my eyes are blurry."
"Also, there seems to be white between the blue of the waterfall and the blue of the blank space," said the boy.
Tan Jinyi smiled and said, "You're not mistaken. There are no fireworks. The blank areas do have color."
"In fact, the entire painting is full of color. Including the blank spaces, there are actually colors. There is no single space that is purely white," Tan Jinyi explained.
"It's just that some colors are very light, so light that they are infinitely close to white. When they are set against the surrounding colors, the colors appear even lighter, almost like white."
"Look here, a very light blue is used. And between the waterfall and the blue, the blue is blurred towards this side."
"And the ground itself appears green, but with a hint of sand mixed in. Looking upward, there's also a hint of yellow sand in the air, which changes from light to dark and then back to light again, moving from left to right."
"Is this the color of the light yellow sand blown up by the wind across the ground?" The boy was encouraged just now and now he had the confidence and courage to express his thoughts.
"That's right." Tan Jinyi nodded with a smile.
"Who says the wind has no color?" Tan Jinyi said with a smile, "In fact, it has many colors."
"There are many more like this. You can go back and study them slowly." Tan Jinyi said.
"But how do I know if what I think is right?" The boy scratched his head.
"You might as well send a private message to Tan Jinyi on Weibo and ask him. I think he would be happy to discuss professional issues with you." Tan Jinyi said discuss, not answer.
Obviously, she puts herself on the same level as boys.
The people around also started chattering.
“It turns out there are so many details here.”
"I'm saying that we're not professionals, so we can only tell whether something looks good or not, but we can't tell anything more specific."
"It turns out that wind can also be depicted through colors. This is a great statement, and it is very thoughtful to talk about it."
"I really want a professional to explain every detail of this painting. I think there must be more details that none of us have discovered. These are all about the ingenuity and craftsmanship of the artist."
"Professionals? Don't we have five of them here?" someone quipped. "They're members of the Calligraphy and Painting Association, have held exhibitions, and published books. They possess extensive experience and skills, and their artistic level is extremely high. In their eyes, everyone here is garbage."
"With these five experts here, if you have any questions, just ask them directly."
"Come on, just them? That one is Teacher Chen, right? Or Teacher Li's?"
“I remember it was Teacher Chen.”
"Then just treat it as Teacher Chen," someone scoffed. "He only noticed that Tan Jinyi used reference objects to express the wind, but he didn't see the color of the wind. He even said directly that wind cannot be painted."
"But people paint it after talking about it."
“It’s a question of level.”
"Let them explain? There are so many details in it that they can't even see them themselves, and yet they still say Tan Jinyi's painting is just average. Maybe Tan Jinyi deliberately handled some details that they can't understand, and yet they still say Tan Jinyi's painting is not good."
"That's right." Someone laughed. "If you're not good enough, don't comment on the work of someone better than you."
"Whether Tan Jinyi is qualified to be called a master, I, as an outsider, don't know, but after listening to his explanation, I think Tan Jinyi is definitely better than them."
"Yes, so Tan Jinyi can draw it, but they can't see it."
These discussions were originally intended for these five people to hear.
So the people who were speaking didn't deliberately control their volume.
Let the five people hear it clearly.
The five people looked extremely unhappy.
Do these people know what level they are at?
Just mocking them openly like this!
Who says they might as well talk it out?
These people haven’t read their works!
"But who is this young man? He's quite skilled!"
None of the painters from these five calligraphy and painting associations noticed it.
But the young man saw it.
Tan Jinyi was wearing a hat.
But the exposed face still allows people to tell that he is still very young.
Teacher Lin said to Tan Jinyi with a dark face, "Young man, if you don't understand something, don't talk nonsense. You'll mislead the students."
"Are you Tan Jinyi himself? Do you know how he painted the style? Do you know how these colors were mixed? Perhaps, these are just your over-interpretation." The man in the black coat echoed.
"Exactly! Aren't there enough examples of over-interpretation these days? Take those famous essays in Chinese textbooks, for example. If you ask the authors themselves, they never intended to express their meaning, yet they've been interpreted to have complex implications."
The boys and their teachers all looked at Tan Jinyi eagerly.
They don't think that talking about everything is over-interpreting.
I just hope Tan Jinyi can come up with a reason that will make those five people shut up.
"Because he is Tan Jinyi, and this painting was painted by him, how could he not know?" Tan Mo took the initiative to say.
Let Tan Jinyi speak for himself, and Tan Mo felt that the effect was not very good.
It seems a bit like Wang Po selling melons and boasting about her own products.
At this time, someone else is still needed to set off the situation.
This kind of thing, she is the best!
"You're saying the artist over-interpreted his own work?" Tan Mo sneered mercilessly. "You're not good enough to see it, so what excuses are you making?"