Chapter 599 598 [Xiang Rune Club 2]

Since the 1930s, the stylistic forms such as summary narrative, psychological description, and vertical narration in modern short stories have gradually weakened, while the stylistic features of scene, scene, and fragmentation have become more and more prominent. This is the so-called "sketch style" novel.

For example, "The Excessive Collection of Three or Five Dou" written by Ye Shengtao two years ago is a typical "sketch style" novel. This year, "sketch style" novels suddenly emerged like crazy and became the most popular form of novel creation, so much so that even Zhou Hexuan and others would discuss it in their literary conferences.

Everyone gradually talked about the reasons why "sketch style" novels are popular, then talked about its advantages and disadvantages, and finally discussed how to integrate the "sketch style" style into full-length novels.

It was almost 11 o'clock when the discussion on this topic ended. Ling Shuhua suddenly suggested: "It's too boring to just discuss novel creation. Why don't we all draw pictures. It doesn't matter whether it's Chinese or foreign paintings. Let's use today's literary meeting as the theme. One time limit. In an hour, after painting is almost done, we can have lunch."

"This is a good idea!" Su Xuelin immediately agreed.

Su Xuelin, Ling Shuhua and Yuan Changying are collectively known as the "Three Masters of Luojia". They all have good painting skills, so of course they have to take the opportunity to show off.

Drawing paper, brushes, and paints have all been prepared, and everyone gets the tools they want.

Zhou Hexuan got a pen at random, spread the drawing paper on the drawing board, sat cross-legged on the ground, put the drawing board on his knees, and started creating comics. He was very fast and it only took him half an hour to finish it, and then he wandered around admiring other people's works.

"Hey, the great monk has finished painting too?" Zhou Hexuan walked behind Master Zhongyong.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk put his hands together and smiled: "It's just a humble work, it's easy to make people laugh."

Zhou Hexuan took a closer look and found that what Master Zhongyong painted was a splash of ink. The main body of the picture is a bamboo forest in the mountains, with the outlines of temples and monks' residences faintly visible. There are faint traces of people in the forest, and there is a lot of white space in the upper left corner.

In those blank spaces, four verses of poetry were written with a brush: "The ten directions gather together, and everyone learns and does nothing. This is the place where the Buddha is chosen, and the heart is empty and the final destination is returned."

The old monk's painting skills and calligraphy are only average. What's rare is that the artistic conception is more wonderful, and the four verses of the poem are the finishing touch.

These four sentences were written by Pang Yun of the Tang Dynasty. This person was named Daoxuan, also known as Pang Jushi. He was known as the "first layman in white clothes" after Bodhidharma came from the East to establish Zen Buddhism. He is also known as the "Eastern Land Vimalakirti" .

According to legend, Pang Yun went to pay homage to Mazu and asked: "Who can control all things?" Mazu replied: "Wait until you drink up the water of the Xijiang River in one breath, and then come and talk to me." Pang Yun suddenly understood and directly entered the enlightenment of Zen Buddhism. territory.

From then on, "the heart is empty and you will return home" has become a Zen saying, which means that if you see your nature and enlightenment on a certain occasion, you will be as excited as the top scorer in high school.

Master Zhongyong quoted these four verses to write a poem for the painting. To put it bluntly, it is still a commercial exchange. Translated according to a specific context, it can be understood as: Ah, there are sages from all over the world coming to the gathering today, and they are all very awesome. Our Xiangfu Zen Temple is a hero's monastery. We discuss the principles of heaven and earth, and everyone can understand them in the cultural gathering.

Zhou Hexuan smiled and said: "Master monk, why don't you give this painting to me?"

Master Zhongyong said: "If the donor likes it, just take it."

"Then I'm not welcome." Zhou Hexuan took the painting away with the ink still wet.

Zhou Hexuan ran to Xu Zhimo again and saw Xu Zhimo painting meticulously. This guy is not only good at writing poems, he is also very good at meticulous painting techniques.

It's just that when Zhou Hexuan saw what he drew, he suddenly felt a black line...

"Hey, the theme of today's painting is Wenhui. What are you drawing while staring at a piece of bamboo?" Zhou Hexuan said speechlessly.

Xu Zhimo subconsciously reached out to touch his bald head, then pointed at the bamboo and said: "This bamboo has a great Zen meaning, which can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words."

"Please speak human words!" Zhou Hexuan said.

Xu Zhimo spread his hands: "Okay, I just didn't know what to draw, so I just picked a piece of bamboo."

"Then you continue." After Zhou Hexuan said that, he walked away and ran to Lu Xiaoman.

Perhaps Xu Zhimo's becoming a monk had a great impact on Lu Xiaoman. The scene she painted now is full of desolation: everyone in the bamboo forest was laughing, while a lonely woman stood in the corner, looking at the swaying bamboo branches. Thinking.

Zhou Hexuan didn't make any comments. He was actually a little disgusted with Lu Xiaoman. This woman was too pretentious.

Then he turned around and walked towards Lin Huiyin, only to see that this talented woman was also painting meticulously, but what she painted was the scene of eating hot pot last night. Everyone was sitting around a large pot, and Hu Shi stood in the middle with his orchid fingers raised, a funny look on his face - I guess Hu Shi would have the urge to tear up the painting after seeing it, it was so embarrassing.

After reading everyone's works, Zhou Hexuan couldn't help but sigh, the literati of the Republic of China were so awesome. No matter what profession you are in, if you have studied both calligraphy and painting, you can still make a decent sketch no matter how bad you are.

Even Zhang Jiazhu, who has always been uneducated, has the level of a professional art student in his sketches. When Wen Yiduo, Yu Shangyuan and others left the United States, he personally drew a sketch for each of them as a souvenir. Mr. Wen Yiduo also presented paintings as souvenirs and wrote to his family: "One of my new friends is Zhang Junjia Zhu... who has a high appreciation of literature and art, is eager to learn, and has extraordinary thoughts..."

Ruan Lingyu sneaked up to Yu Peichen and sighed in a low voice: "Miss Yu, why are they so powerful?"

"It's just basic skills." Yu Peichen didn't think it was a big deal. Her calligraphy level was very high, and although her painting skills were not impressive, they were not too embarrassing.

"It's just basic skills..." Ruan Lingyu unconsciously stepped back further, immediately widening the distance between herself and these top students.

In fact, Ruan Lingyu is good at singing and dancing, can play the piano and violin, is proficient in English, can speak a little French, has passable calligraphy, and most importantly, has superb acting skills. Such female stars, if placed a few decades later, would be enough to be regarded as great talents by the media.

She just met a group of perverts at the moment.

When lunch time came, Zhou Hexuan announced the end of the painting and took everyone to the temple canteen to have a vegetarian meal. As for the paintings, they were carefully collected by the monks and hung in the monastery for everyone to appreciate each other.

After everyone had lunch, they all couldn't wait to go to the monastery to comment on other people's works.

There were many onlookers watching Zhou Hexuan's cartoon, and from time to time some people laughed so hard that they couldn't close their legs. The reason is simple. His caricature is in a cartoon style. Each character has a big head. Although the proportions seem uncoordinated, everyone's expression is lifelike.

For example, Hu Shi was painted by Zhou Hexuan so that his glasses were extremely large, and the small eyes behind the frames were narrowed to a slit. There was a cunning look in his smile, and his right hand was stretched out to scratch the itch. Xu Zhimo's bald head was particularly prominent, even shining brightly, and he was yawning with his hand half covering his mouth.

This cartoon uses infinite artistic exaggeration to highlight everyone's personality and appearance. Everyone is full of ugliness.

The cartoon style that is beyond the times does not attract talents. Lin Huiyin burst out laughing when he looked at the bald Xu in the cartoon.