Chapter 124 Charcoal Drawing? I want to learn!
"Wow, these officials would actually write lyrics for us? I can't believe it!" A villager had a face full of suspicion, his brows twisted into a knot, his lips pouted, and his words were full of doubts.
"Hey, you still don't believe it? Didn't Master Du explain it clearly?"
"You know what, this description is really accurate!" Another person nodded slightly, his eyes full of admiration, and a smile of approval appeared on his face.
"Yes, that's what winter is like!"
Everyone echoed, one after another, and the atmosphere was extremely warm.
"Scholars are really knowledgeable. With just a few words, they can describe the whole winter so clearly. Tiedan, you must study hard and write a few poems for our Taohua Village in the future!" An old man pulled the child next to him, looked earnest, and gave earnest advice, his eyes full of expectations for the future.
Mr. Du listened carefully to the villagers' discussion, and his heart was filled with waves.
He raised his head slightly, his eyes swept over everyone gently, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.
It is truly touching to see these simple people have such a pure desire for knowledge.
"Okay everyone, now that we understand the meaning of this poem, why not try to recite it with me next. I'll read a line, and everyone follows. One hundred and twenty-nine, we call each other but don't fight;"
Mr. Du said loudly, his voice steady and powerful, echoing in the air.
"Nineteen Twenty-Nine, we cannot fight each other when we are called;"
The villagers read along in unison, and the voices of thousands of people gathered together, creating a magnificent scene.
The sounds were sometimes crisp, sometimes gentle, sometimes rough, interweaving into a unique melody, floating slowly towards the sky above Taohua Village, startling a flock of birds, which flapped their wings and flew away in all directions.
Gu Jiayue stood aside, watching the scene quietly, her heart filled with shock.
Her eyes widened slightly, sparkling with excitement and emotion.
She felt that she would never forget this scene in her life.
It's a pity that I don't have a camera. Otherwise, if I could freeze this moment, it would definitely give Mr. Du a great surprise.
As she was thinking about it, she suddenly had an idea and seemed to have thought of another way to record.
For the purpose of teaching, paper and pen are available for everyone to use.
Gu Jiayue recalled that in her previous life, when she was in college, she joined the painting club for credits. During the three years in the club, she learned pencil drawing.
At first, her painting skills were not outstanding. Later, when she started working, in order to encourage students, she would draw Q-version portraits on the test papers of students with excellent grades, and was deeply loved by the children.
Over time, I actually figured out some insights.
Therefore, although she dare not claim to be proficient, she is still quite confident in drawing figures.
Jiang Luli was like a thousand-year-old ice peak in June, emitting a cool aura. He sat quietly by the side, saying nothing, just listening attentively to Master Du's lecture.
Upon hearing that this "Nine-Day Song" was created by a classmate of Du Fu who worked in the Ministry of Works, he couldn't help but marvel inwardly: I never thought that my Great Gan Dynasty would have such a talented and caring official.
He nodded slightly, silently taking note of it in his mind, and planned to write a letter to the emperor's uncle after returning. He asked the emperor's uncle to keep an eye on these two adults and, if the opportunity arose, to promote one or two of them.
At this time, an official who was far away in the imperial farm dealing with farmland did not know that his friend had found a future for him.
At this moment, Jiang Luli saw Gu Jiayue beside him pick up a piece of black charcoal and draw on the paper.
He had never seen such a unique way of painting before, and since he was already obsessed with mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas, he was immediately attracted by it.
Gu Jiayue was seen moving his brush very quickly, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, sometimes lightly wiping, sometimes slowly picking, and with just a few strokes, he had outlined the outline of a person on the paper.
As her brushstrokes continued to move, a lifelike character of Mr. Du came to life on the paper.
Jiang Luli's eyes widened as he looked at the painting on the paper, then at Master Du on the stage, and he couldn't help but blurt out, "Resemble! So similar!"
The demeanor and expression were exactly the same as those of Mr. Du on the stage.
Hearing Jiang Luli's praise, Gu Jiayue's lips curled up slightly, revealing a humble smile, and said softly, "Thank you for the compliment, it's just some trivial skills."
"What kind of painting method is this? I have never seen it before." Jiang Luli asked impatiently with a look of curiosity on his face and a gleam of thirst for knowledge in his eyes.
"Oh, this is a charcoal drawing. I saw it in a travelogue. It said a traveler boarded a large ship and arrived at a continent called Europe. The people there all painted in this way. I tried to learn a little bit, but I'm not proficient, I can just barely follow it."
Gu Jiayue explained calmly.
Pencil drawing was introduced to China along with Western sketches around the late 19th century and early 20th century.
At that time, a large number of Chinese students went to Europe, the Cherry Blossom Country and other countries to study Western art, and brought Western sketching techniques and painting tools such as pencils back to China.
I don’t know whether this big tree already existed at that time, so I can only say that I saw it in travel notes.
With this answer, you can attack or defend.
"Oh? I wonder where that travelogue is now?"
Jiang Luli has loved painting since he was a child. When he heard that this painting method was not original to Gu Jiayue, he suddenly felt a strong desire to learn.
The cold expression on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by full of anticipation, and even his tone became anxious unconsciously.
Gu Jiayue secretly thought that something was wrong, but she still kept a smile on her face and said, "I'm sorry, I read that book when I was young, and I don't know where I lost it after I learned it. How about I go back and look for it?"
Jiang Luli was filled with regret. How could such an important thing be lost? If he could see the tourist's manuscript, perhaps he could learn this novel painting technique.
He was extremely anxious, as if millions of ants were crawling in his heart. He said anxiously, "Then I'll leave it to you, Master Gu. Please make sure you find it."
"Of course, of course." Gu Jiayue agreed with her mouth, her expression unchanged, but she felt extremely guilty in her heart.
I don’t know if there is such a book in the system’s mall.
Oh, I have to spend points again, that’s my life.
However, she has no regrets about showcasing this new painting technique.
After all, Mr. Du’s speech was really great.
He did not shirk his duties just because his lecturers were illiterate and low-status country villagers. Instead, he deliberately selected content that was closely related to their lives to teach.
In this way, it will be easier for villagers to understand and will also be helpful to their future lives.
Hey, if this wasn't a competition, she would have wanted Mr. Du to win.
Unfortunately, this was a competition and she also wanted to win.
If we win, we can keep such a good Mr. Du in Taohua Village for an exchange for a year.
She just didn't believe that she couldn't impress Master Du and make him willingly stay in Taohua Village to teach.
"Okay, everyone has mastered it very well. You can apply this 'Nine Days Song' to your daily life in the future. It will definitely be helpful to you." Master Du looked at the villagers in the audience with concern in his eyes and couldn't help but give them a few more instructions.
"Okay, thank you, Mr. Du." Gu Jiayue was the first to applaud, with a sincere smile on her face.
"Thank you, Master Du." The villagers also came back to their senses and thanked him in unison, applauding loudly. The clapping of applause, like waves of passionate war drums, resounded throughout the Cuju field.
Mr. Du was not used to such a lively scene. He was at a loss for a moment and walked down the podium stumblingly.
"Master Du's lecture was really wonderful. He is worthy of being the most powerful gold medal master in Wutong Academy." Gu Jiayue praised with a smile.
Master Du's face flushed slightly, and he quickly waved his hand, saying, "No, no, no. I am so incompetent and unlearned that I cannot possibly compare to the three of you."
Even so, his heart was filled with sweetness. Who wouldn't like to be praised? Even the upright Master Du couldn't escape such compliments.
"Okay, stop flattering each other. It's your turn to go on stage." Jiang Luli couldn't wait to urge Gu Jiayue to go on stage.
I thought to myself: This way I can appreciate this unique painting up close.
"Oh, Mr. Du, this is the wonderful moment I recorded for you. I hope you like it." Gu Jiayue handed the painting in her hand to Mr. Du with a hint of expectation in her eyes.
The painting depicts a simple scene: Master Du lecturing on stage, with villagers listening attentively. What's striking is how vividly each person's facial expression is portrayed, as if one could sense their emotions through the paper.
Master Du took the painting and examined it carefully. The painting style, so different from ink painting, captivated him deeply. "This is..."
"Oh, this is..." Gu Jiayue was about to explain, but was quickly stopped by Jiang Luli.
"Master Gu, please go and give the lecture. The competition is crucial. I will explain it to Master Du." Jiang Luli said anxiously, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
Du Fuzi was puzzled, secretly wondering: "Jiang Shanzhang, where's your aloof persona? How did you lose it so quickly?"
"Alright then, thank you, Chief Jiang." Gu Jiayue breathed a sigh of relief. She knew it would take more than a few words to explain. Since Chief Jiang was willing to do it, that was perfectly fine. After all, she had just explained it once.
At this time, her opinion of Jiang Luli had changed again.
Although this person is a little narrow-minded and has a lot of thoughts in his mind, he is actually quite kind-hearted.
What a contradictory person.
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