In the live streaming room.
Tang Shu had begun her work on the pristine rice paper, her strokes confident and deliberate, progressing from light to deep, intricately outlining with a fluidity that seemed to flow from a wellspring of certainty.
Viewers in front of the camera could hardly take the time to appreciate or comment on the brilliance of each stroke before the next one followed; they could only watch the black tip of the brush dot, trace, mimic, and hook across the paper, occasionally pausing to dip into ink before resuming its dance.
Everyone found themselves unintentionally captivated, and the comment section was unusually silent.
Mountains, waters, high ridges, and channels gradually took form.
Art students watched with growing excitement, yet they were reluctant to spare even a fraction of their attention for anything else, their eyes fiercely glued to the brush beneath the lens, tracking its every move.
One minute, two minutes...
Ten minutes passed and the once white rice paper was now half filled; the top part left blank while the bottom blossomed into a diffused masterpiece with the entirety of the image becoming visible.
After fifteen minutes, a landscape painting had leapt onto the paper!
The black ink was perfectly toned, smudged as softly as flowing water.
[Holy shit! This painting... is invincible!]
[Although I don’t understand painting, looking at this makes me feel relaxed, like it’s opened up my mind!]
[You must have a landscape in your heart to paint in this manner, right?]
The first to shatter the silence was not an art student, nor a critic, nor the Challenger, but rather an ordinary person with a rudimentary understanding of it all.
The more one understands a certain culture, the more they are mesmerized when they encounter a true master, lost in the world presented. This is precisely what was happening to the group that now quietly squatted in the live streaming room.
On the other hand, ordinary viewers, despite not knowing any specialized jargon, cared more about their most direct impressions.
This painting is incredible!
When this landscape painting was revealed in front of everyone through the camera, the viewers’ faces turned to astonishment!
Unlike the previous landscape painting, this one contained mountains bursting with spring vitality; within its valleys, springs cascaded from high cliffs, the splashing droplets surrounded by the mist, converging into a natural channel below to form a babbling river, as if one could hear the sound of its flow.
The surrounding high mountains towered like clouds, the trees that had withered in winter now sprouted new branches with tender buds, bringing an intense sense of spring rushing towards the viewer.
The towering peaks and the lush green mountains opposite stood facing each other, subtly creating a confrontational stance. The lush woods nestled in the mountains, and at times, beautiful wildflowers bloomed from the exposed rocks.
The shadow of the clouds reflected in the water appeared elusive, as if turning into mist rising in coils. The entire painting was suffused with poetic and painterly charm.
Elegant and transcendent!
Each mountain and water, one dynamic, one still, the beauty of nature was captured with utmost expressiveness!
[This is extraordinary!]
[Why do I feel like I can smell the earth and green leaves?]
[I feel as if I’m right there, amidst the mountains and streams!]
[I just want to scoop up some spring water to wash my face; it feels so soothing... Forgive my way of putting it, I’m not a professional after all.]
As for the professionals?
Sorry, but to this point, not a single one had managed to leave a word in the comment section.
Inside the courtyard house, Master Bai, still covered with a blanket on the sofa, maintained his earlier position, his wise eyes fixed on the screen for a long time without speaking.
The boy had already recovered from his initial shock and turned to the side.
"Grandpa? Would you... like to comment on this painting?"
Master Bai turned to look at him, his voice deep, "Do you remember what I said last time about the most important aspect of landscape painting?"