Why choose the red spider lily?
Su Hua raised her clear eyes; the old man's question was truly interesting.
She disliked both affectation and literary pursuits. In Liu Yuxian's words, she was a completely ordinary person. The reason she chose the spider lily was naturally to win the two hundred acres of jujube orchard that Liu Yuxian had so excitedly given her!
In Qingshui County, apart from the mountainous land at the end of their village, which has a unique disadvantage, the land only costs two taels of silver per mu. Other fertile land generally costs eight taels of silver or more, and in better conditions, it costs more than ten taels of silver per mu.
As the legitimate daughter of the Prefect of Tangshan Prefecture, Liu Yuxian's estates were naturally all fertile fields. Even at the cheapest price of eight taels of silver per mu of fertile land, these two hundred mu would be worth one thousand six hundred taels of silver.
They sell spicy hot pot for who knows how many days it would take them to save up that much money!
This garden contains hundreds of varieties of flowers and plants.
Painting one type of flower is always faster than painting a garden full of flowers. As someone who started out without any formal training and whose head is not full of water, she naturally chose the former.
The scarlet of the red spider lily, combined with the pure black of ink, easily depicts the clash between red and black, which perfectly reflects life and death.
Humans are creatures that are both ruthless and sentimental.
In the face of life and death, the deepest emotions are stirred. The first principle in judging the quality of a work is its ability to evoke empathy, whether it is a story or a painting at this moment.
However, looking at the old man's still-red eyes and the group of grieving young men and women, Su Hua found it difficult to say anything too honest.
She raised her sleeve, wiped her eyes, and her eyes turned into rabbit eyes like everyone else's, before bowing slightly towards the north.
"The stability that our Great Yu Dynasty enjoys today, and the peace that our people enjoy at this moment, are all thanks to the tens of thousands of soldiers who risked their lives to protect us. They are the heroes of the entire Great Yu Dynasty and the guardians of every one of our people."
Flowers bloom on the other shore, yet there is no shore; souls fall into the River of Oblivion, yet they remain in the river.
Although their lives have passed away, their heroic spirit will live on forever.
And that is why I chose the red spider lily as the theme for my painting today.
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
After a few breaths, a passionate "Bravo!" was heard, followed by thunderous applause.
Ouyang Shanchang's eyes shifted from surprise to admiration, and even a hint of respect.
The pageboy lagged two steps behind, his ordinary eyes glancing at Su Hua with a hint of regret in them.
Such a woman would be extremely rare even in the capital, but unfortunately, her background is too poor.
It's only good for making people laugh; it's not very useful.
After a long while, the applause gradually subsided.
The headmaster stroked his goatee and looked at everyone, "In today's painting competition, Miss Su's painting of the spider lily and the general is a perfect score! Does everyone agree?"
Upon hearing this, the young masters and ladies, whose hands were almost sore from clapping, immediately chimed in in agreement.
"I agree! I, Zhou, agree a hundredfold!"
"Yes, Miss Su's painting deserves more than a perfect score, even if it were a perfect score plus several tens of points!"
"Even the Butterfly King agrees, how can we mere mortals disagree? Hahahaha!! This painting contest is undoubtedly won by Miss Su!!!"
"Yes, yes, Miss Su is undoubtedly number one..."
Liu Yuxian was also immersed in the beauty of the other shore flower, and upon hearing these people's voices, she was instantly displeased. "Headmaster Ouyang, you've only looked at one painting, and you're already giving Su Hua first place? Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"
Our paintings of reeds are among the best, even by the time of Yu the Great. Who's first or second is still uncertain.
She admitted that Su Hua's painting was indeed quite good.
But if Su Hua wins first place again, then there will only be one match: the piano duel. Can she win?
If we can't win, then both Toumian and Zaozhuang will belong to Su Hua!
Absolutely not.
Wei Jianjia lowered her eyes slightly, the blood on her palms already soaking her cuffs. Fortunately, her clothes were bright red, otherwise, people would have noticed something amiss long ago.
Su Hua is a woman who is good at taking shortcuts. Her painting skills and materials are completely unfamiliar to most people. She even uses unorthodox methods to attract a group of butterflies. All of her things are of low quality.
Why did they get first place?!
When Ouyang Shanzhang saw Liu Yuxian's questioning, he just smiled and said, "Miss Liu has misunderstood. I only said that Miss Su's painting is out of 50 points, I didn't say that hers is the best."
Having said that, he walked over to the first table.
"Zhou Sheng, this jasmine is drawn with lines, and the brushstrokes are very clear. However, the details are not handled well. The parts that should be dark are not dark enough, and the parts that should be light are not light enough. Thirty points."
"Li Ziqi's peony painting has a strong sense of texture and the lines are simple and powerful. Unfortunately, the brushwork is not strong enough and the brushstrokes are too blurry. It does not capture the charm of the peony itself. Twenty-five points."
"Wu Xingcheng, the composition of this rose is good, but the color blocks are lacking. Thirty-five points."
"Qin Yucheng's depiction of the epiphyllum is vivid and lifelike, and his brushwork is bold, but too bold, so he gets a score of 43."
"………………"
Upon hearing Ouyang Shanzhang's comments, everyone immediately pricked up their ears and secretly took notes.
After all, Master Ouyang is usually elusive and rarely seen, let alone giving such detailed critiques on paintings. If I remember his comments and make corrections, my painting skills will naturally improve rapidly.
As Wei Jianjia watched Ouyang Shanzhang walk towards her step by step, her heart inexplicably quickened. Logically speaking, her work today was the best she had done recently, and she should have been full of confidence, but now she felt somewhat uncertain.
Her mind was in turmoil until she heard the man's voice and came back to her senses.
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