445 Win or lose, I enjoy the process of competition (Part 3)

When Feng Qingchen finished writing, the Crown Prince, Old Yan and others were also amazed. A three-dimensional picture of the human skeleton appeared on the paper, clear and lifelike.

Although there are only three colors, black, white and gray, the whole painting does not appear monotonous. Of course, there is no sign of any painting skills or spirit. Feng Qingchen's painting simply presents the real object in a realistic way, with a bit more craftsmanship and a bit less agility. There is no artistic conception or beauty at all.

From the perspective of painting skills and appreciation alone, there is nothing outstanding about Feng Qingchen's picture of the human skeleton. At least it is not as vivid as Su Wan's Butterfly Love Flowers. Any normal person would think that blooming flowers are more beautiful than a skeleton.

Su Wan's painting was also nearing completion. She painted the scene of blooming flowers and butterflies dancing among the flowers so vividly that from a distance, the butterflies on the paper seemed as if they would really fly away.

Su Wan's paintings are better than her calligraphy. If we talk about painting skills, Feng Qingchen is bound to lose.

I thought Feng Qingchen had finished the painting and everyone could pass it around, but I saw Feng Qingchen take out a pen and a ruler.

"What is Feng Qingchen going to do? Although we are not doctors, we can see that this diagram of the human skeleton is perfectly connected." The three judges from the Jixia Academy did not know Feng Qingchen, so they were confused and worried that Feng Qingchen would add unnecessary details.

At this time, Mr. Yuan Xi's advantage was reflected: "If I am not mistaken, Feng Qingchen should want to make a mark. Feng Qingchen is drawing a human skeleton diagram, and she definitely doesn't care about the artistic conception of the painting."

If one really cares about the artistic conception of the painting, one would not paint such scary things. From a purely painting perspective, Feng Qingchen's painting is just a skeleton. It not only has no aesthetic appeal, but is also a bit shabby.

Mr. Yuan Xi knew Feng Qingchen very well. As soon as Mr. Yuan Xi finished speaking, he saw Feng Qingchen using a ruler to draw thin lines on the skeleton diagram. Feng Qingchen marked them one by one from left to right and from top to bottom.

On the left are: parietal bone, nasal bone, temporal bone, mandible, clavicle, scapula, humerus, costal cartilage, ulna, radius, hip bone, coccyx, femur, hip bone, fibula, and tibia.

On the right side: frontal bone, zygomatic bone, mandible, cervical vertebrae, sternum, ribs, thoracic vertebrae, lumbar vertebrae, sacrum, carpal bones, metacarpal bones, phalanges, tarsal bones, metatarsal bones, and phalanges.

Feng Qingchen's calligraphy is not beautiful, but when he writes with a tiny charcoal pencil, the characters are square and neat, just like they were printed. Although small, they are clearly visible.

When Feng Qingchen marked every bone, the whole painting had no beauty at all and it was purely a teaching picture. The prince was the first to get Feng Qingchen's skeleton picture. After being amazed, he became depressed. He really couldn't find the words to praise Feng Qingchen's painting.

In the end, I can only say that Feng Qingchen's charcoal drawing skills are extraordinary. He draws the human skeleton exactly like the real thing. When I see this picture, I think of white bones. If I look at it for a long time, I can even feel that these white bones are about to walk off the paper.

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness." Feng Qingchen was not modest at all and agreed directly. To be honest, it was really hard to dislike him for being so generous.

The painting was then passed to Xiling Tianlei: "The content of the painting is good, but it's a pity that today's competition is about painting, not medical skills. Miss Feng's painting is too artificial and the subject is too dark. I really don't like it."

Xiling Tianlei was not wrong. Feng Qingchen's painting was too realistic. If you saw it at night, you would be scared to death.

"Everyone has their own preferences. It's normal that Prince Lei doesn't like it. Qingchen can understand." She accepted the praise generously and responded without any hesitation when being demoted. This was Feng Qingchen. She had no intention of defending herself. She accepted it and let it go, with a bit of aloofness and arrogance.

Old Yan, Mr. Yuan Xi and the three great painters nodded inaudibly, with satisfaction flashing in their eyes. Feng Qingchen could indeed become something great, as he was able to remain humble and modest at such a young age.

When the painting was passed to Old Yan, he carefully read every line and every word on it several times. Feng Qingchen had originally drawn it in detail, and after marking it, it was even clearer at a glance. Even a layman like him could see where every bone in the human body was.

It is astonishing enough to see it from a distance, but only when you get closer will you realize how extraordinary Feng Qingchen's painting is. Of course, you must never look at this painting with an appreciative eye. If you treat this painting purely with an appreciative eye, you will fall behind.

"Feng Qingchen, is the skeleton diagram you drew based on the size of the human body?" Old Yan remembered that when Feng Qingchen was drawing, he would take a ruler to measure from time to time and calculate something.

Feng Qingchen's eyes lit up. She knew that true great scholars were all knowledgeable and talented. She didn't expect that Master Yan could see it at a glance. Feng Qingchen nodded excitedly: "Master Yan has a keen eye."

Only people who truly understand me can understand this excitement. This is called meeting a soulmate. Only people who understand me can move my heart.

"Hahaha, it's Young Master Qingchen who draws it well. I once had the honor of seeing a skeleton diagram drawn by a doctor, but it was not as realistic and detailed as Young Master Qingchen's." Old Man Yan was smiling. Although he looked humble, everyone present understood that he was proud to see Feng Qingchen hit the mark.

Feng Qingchen's heart skipped a beat. How could she have forgotten about this? Nowadays, death is the most important thing. Under normal circumstances, even a doctor would not be able to find a complete corpse.

Even if a complete corpse was handed over to the doctor, no one would dare to perform an autopsy. Even if an autopsy was performed, no bones could be seen. Most people were buried after death, and it was impossible to dig up the corpse after burial, arrange and compare the bones, and then describe them.

The human skeleton drawing she drew was so detailed that it was a bit unusual. If someone asked about the origin of the drawing, she would probably get into trouble. She might even reveal that Sun Zhengdao had found a corpse for her to practice on.

Just in case, Feng Qingchen explained "inadvertently": "Thank you for the compliment, Master Yan. Qingchen can draw the skeleton diagram so completely and in detail, thanks to the master's teaching.

When Qingchen was studying medicine, his master asked him to familiarize himself with all the acupuncture points, bones, and the locations of the internal organs in the human body within one month.

Qingchen was too stupid to remember anything, and seeing that the day required by his master was approaching, he had no choice but to draw it while he remembered it, and memorized it slowly. Later, as he drew more and saw more patients, he understood skeletons better and became more adept at drawing.

I have always painted for myself before, just a few strokes as long as I can understand it, this is the first time that Qingchen has painted so detailed. "At the end, Feng Qingchen looked embarrassed, and at this time she was a little shy like a little girl.

"Young friend Qingchen has a good master." There was a gleam of wisdom in Old Yan's eyes. He passed the painting in his hand to Mr. Yuan Xi and secretly praised in his heart, saying what a insightful woman she was. When he mentioned it vaguely, Feng Qingchen instantly understood what he meant.

Yuan Xi received the words. Although he was not as careful as Old Yan, he was not as careless as the Crown Prince and Xiling Tianlei. After reading them, Mr. Yuan Xi said meaningfully: "Feng Qingchen, although your paintings are good, you have no chance of winning in the competition. Do you understand?"

"Thank you Mr. Yuanxi for your guidance. Qingchen understands." Feng Qingchen muttered depressedly in his heart, do you really think she is willing to come to the competition.

"Since you understand, why did you still bring this painting to participate in the competition?" This is what Yuan Xi couldn't understand. Feng Qingchen used black, white and gray so well. If she painted something else, it would definitely be more colorful...

I want to say that Mr. Yuanxi thinks too much...