Lin Zhengtian suddenly realized and nodded continuously.
Regardless of Yang Chen’s painting skills, his level of art appreciation is truly high.
Lin Shuying: "Yang Chen, you’re amazing. After hearing your analysis of these paintings, I feel like my own level has improved quite a bit. The works I thought had no issues, you were able to point out problems. Impressive!"
Yang Chen: "Hehe... Miss Lin, you’re flattering , I’m just talking on paper. It’s like I can’t cook, but that doesn’t affect my judgnt on whether the dish tastes good or not. Right?"
Lin Zhengtian: "Haha... Xiaochen, well said."
The other experts also laughed awkwardly.
At this mont, Zhang Quan and others brought the paintings over.
Zhang Quan brought "Fishing Alone in the Cold River Snow" taken by his mom, Liu Zhenping and Liu Yanzi brought "Washing Gauze by Mountain Stream" acquired by Liu Chuanxiong, and Zhao Rulong brought "Unique Red of Lotus under Sunlight" acquired by Zhao Jingzhong, while "Spring River Flower Moon Night" was with Lin Zhengtian.
Thus, the set of four paintings representing spring, sumr, autumn, and winter were complete.
anwhile, Lin Anxiang also arrived, albeit a bit late.
Lin Shuying complained: "Why did it take you so long to bring the painting?"
Lin Anxiang explained: "Don’t even ntion it. My poetry club mbers got into a fight, so I was called to help. But where do I find the ti to assist them? Had to make calls to find others to help out. These people are so annoying; they all think they’re scholars, yet always cause trouble outside. If this continues, I’ll just disband the poetry club to avoid always cleaning up after them."
It was clear they treated Lin Anxiang as the big scapegoat to leverage her social connections.
Lin Anxiang handed Yang Chen’s painting to her grandfather, but now that Mr. Jinghu’s four paintings were here, no one was in the mood to appreciate Yang Chen’s artwork.
Lin Zhengtian chuckled and said, "Co, let show everyone this painting by Xiaochen."
Lin Zhengtian unrolled the paper, and everyone moved in closer to carefully examine it.
Zhang Quan looked disdainful and deliberately turned his head to look elsewhere.
It was because of this painting that he lost confidence and the chance to pursue the Lin Family Sisters.
Humph!
Why bother looking at it!
Layman Qingfeng Zhao Jingzhong: "Hehe... This young man’s painting sure has so skill. If painted with care on a scroll, it would definitely be a good piece."
Tang Shoucheng: "It’s not bad, good among young folks. However, the color combination is a bit lacking, the whole painting is rather rough, and the sense of mood is kind of missing."
Liu Qingguo: "Feels too vulgar, lacks the grandeur of Elder Lin’s paintings."
...
Just now, Yang Chen picked at their flaws, so of course, they seized the chance to criticize Yang Chen.
What grandeur can a 1m*1m paper hold?
Lin Zhengtian chuckled and said, "This painting was done casually, so there are definitely so flaws in detail. But everyone, look at the stroke lines, the overall composition of the painting, doesn’t it bear so resemblance to Mr. Jinghu’s paintings?"
As expected of an authoritative expert in both calligraphy and painting, he has quite the insight.
Everyone shifted their gaze to Mr. Jinghu’s four paintings, each offering their own opinions.
Zhao Rulong: "Impossible! Mr. Jinghu’s paintings are so excellent; what is this supposed to be?"
Zhang Quan: "Exactly! How could this possibly compare to Mr. Jinghu’s paintings?"
Tang Shoucheng: "There is so resemblance, but I am more inclined to believe he intentionally imitated Mr. Jinghu’s paintings."
Liu Qingguo: "Yang Chen, have you visited the city museum to see Mr. Jinghu’s paintings?"
Yang Chen nodded.
Zhao Jingzhong: "That’s right, he indeed went, and the two of us even discussed our thoughts."
Liu Qingguo: "Hehe... No wonder. He’s evidently imitating Mr. Jinghu’s style, but unsuccessfully, making it neither fish nor fowl, incomprehensible."
Sigh...
An artwork by Yang Chen becos a great painting if labeled with Mr. Jinghu’s na, but as Yang Chen’s, it’s labeled neither fish nor fowl. Can’t say much about these experts.
Lin Zhengtian: "Hehehe... Mr. Jinghu’s works are indeed excellent; his control over the content, lines, colors, and shadows in a painting is very precise. Xiaochen, what do you think?"
Zhao Rulong: "What could he possibly see?"
Zhang Quan: "Exactly, a rideshare driver can drive, but let’s not talk about judging art."
Liu Zhenping: "Elder Lin, don’t trouble him. Asking him to evaluate is like asking a farr to play golf or appreciate Beethoven, it’s like playing the piano to a cow."
"Haha..." Everyone laughed.
Lin Shuying: "What do you guys know? Maybe Yang Chen’s painting skills need so improvent, but his appreciation ability is on par with anyone here. Besides, Zhang Quan, what right do you have to mock him? That day, he defeated you with this very painting."
Lin Anxiang: "Exactly! Everyone can laugh at Yang Chen, except you. You’re his defeated opponent; mocking him is as good as mocking yourself for being even worse!"
Zhang Quan was left speechless by the Lin Family Sisters.
Since Zhang Tiancang was present, Lin Zhengtian had to give him so face.
Lin Zhengtian quickly smiled and said, "We’re gathered here today to admire Mr. Jinghu’s four paintings; everyone’s welco to share their opinions. Art is very subjective; it’s normal for everyone to have different views and aesthetic tastes. Co, Xiaochen, tell us what you think of these paintings."
Yang Chen smiled and nodded, stepping forward to examine them carefully.
Yang Chen said with a smile: "Although I don’t know who this Mr. Jinghu is, judging from his artwork, he must be a young man with equal asures of good looks and intelligence, definitely the kind who’s drop-dead handso."
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