Chapter 607 The Moment of Breakdown: When Did You Start Learning These Paintings Behind My Back? (2/2)



What kind of brushstrokes are these that can reproduce real-life scenes so faithfully, with impeccable detail, light, and shadow?

What kind of skill is it to accurately depict the shimmering waves of the sea, the moonlight shining through the clouds, the sunrise over the surging sea of ​​clouds, the golden light shining on the snow-capped mountains, and the light and shadow of the mountain ranges, as if the scenery were right in front of you?

What kind of experience would allow one to witness such breathtaking scenery as dream islands, endless cliffs, towering waves, and snow-capped peaks?

Not only these wide shots and distant views, but also the gradual color changes of the flowers, the grains and awns of wheat, the mottled spots on the vase, and the close-ups of cats and dogs with every hair clearly visible, are all exactly the same as in reality.

For a moment, everyone felt as if they were in a dream, and they were afraid to disturb such a beautiful dream, so they didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Prince Guangping stared at the paintings, his mind momentarily frozen, then his emotions surged like waves, leaving him with nothing but awe.

It was indeed a pleasant surprise.

He immediately spoke up, breaking the silence.

"Quickly, go and invite all the powerful families you can. Tell them that a rare painting has been created here at the Prince of Guangping's residence. It will definitely be a refreshing sight."

The butler quickly led the people out.

Upon hearing the voice of the Prince of Guangping and confirming the existence of the paintings, everyone believed they were not dreaming.

"This is incredible! How was this drawn?"

"It's like the scenery from real life has been completely moved into the painting. The colors and layers are exactly the same. It's hard to believe that it was painted by human hands. My goodness."

"It can't be embroidered, can it?" Someone reached out to touch it, then exclaimed in admiration, "It really is painted, and it wasn't painted with a brush. There are so many pigments, I've never seen anything like it."

Not only were his peers amazed, but even accomplished celebrities praised him highly.

Some people originally thought that what good paintings could a little girl produce that dared to hold an exhibition in Guangping and Guangfu? They should be criticized.

Of course, this was also at Wu Qingjin's behest. Wu Qingjin invited everyone to the dinner in advance and told them that in order for her friend to improve, they should not hesitate to point out Zhizhi's faults.

They then understood what Miss Wu meant—

As for the experts that Qiao Lian'er had instructed, they decided that no matter what, they had to praise Wu Qingjin. Before entering the exhibition hall, they had already discussed that each of them should choose a different angle so as not to embarrass Zhizhi.

But now, whether they were prepared to nitpick or to offer insincere praise, all that remains are heartfelt and sincere compliments, which come not only from the heart but also from the soul.

Wu Qingjin stood frozen in place, looking at the paintings and then at Qiao Zhizhi. Her hands under her sleeves trembled slightly, and her face had turned pale.

While everyone was showering praise on the exhibition, Qiao Zhizhi already knew that it would be a great success.

This was brought to her by Lian'er, and Wu Qingjin also deserves credit, because it was she who told her that realism was currently popular.

Qiao Zhizhi walked towards Wu Qingjin with a face full of joy: "Qingjin, you said it was realistic, so I thought it would be best to reproduce the real scenery exactly as it is, so I changed the style. How is it? I didn't disappoint you, did I?"

Looking at that joyful face, Wu Qingjin felt as if something was piercing her heart.

She forced a smile: "Okay, very good. But when did you start learning these paintings behind my back? I had no idea. Zhizhi, you kept it from me for so long."

Qiao Zhizhi was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect Wu Qingjin to say that. Looking at Wu Qingjin's expression, she felt that something was wrong.

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