Hearing Bai Ye's words, Xiao Luo's eyes suddenly became sharp.

The two faced each other in tit-for-tat, this was a battle of ideas.

You should know that art has developed to this day and no longer has a unified standard. Moreover, with the great progress of experimental art, the paintings on the shelf seem to show signs of decline.

Two factors determine that in the art of painting, many painters have a sense of mission and a belief in exploring and researching, making the art of painting glorious again.

However, the category of painting is too large and complicated.

Don’t talk about anything else, oil painting alone has several directions. But every painter basically has his own persistence and determines his own learning direction and the path is correct.

At least Xiao Luo felt that. He thought that people like Bai Ye who first made their career as an abstract school and then moved to a realistic style in the middle, without any persistence, was unreliable.

Believe in him, it's too gamble.

So Xiao Luo didn't want Yu Chi to jump into this pit.

"Impressionism is the ancestor of modern painting."

After glaring for a moment, Xiao Luo said word by word: "First, there was the birth of three-dimensionality and abstractionism. It can be said that modern painting schools are all branches of Impressionism. I believe that as long as I continue to study, Impressionism will give people greater surprises."

He is very confident.

In other words, every accomplished painter is not lacking in self-confidence.

Everyone feels that things that others cannot do can be accomplished by themselves.

Therefore, Xiao Luo believes that the important task of revitalizing the Impressionism is to sacrifice himself.

"Maybe..."

Bai Ye didn't comment: "The problem is that the reality style is the same. Evolution and localization of oil paintings and integrating Chinese elements is also a direction worth exploring. If it is successful, its artistic value and influence may not be much worse."

"Speak lightly."

Xiao Luo despised: "How can we integrate different ways and styles without matching? The result of hard integration will only be inconsistent. The so-called success is just a big cake and a loft in the sky."

"Do you think the Double Bridge Oil Painting is not a success?" Bai Yewen said.

"Do you think this is a success?"

Xiao Luo sneered: "Then your standard for success is too low-end. Although I didn't see the real thing, I can also judge it through various detailed photos. Your oil painting is at most a bit innovative, and it is a superficial novelty, and the kernel has not changed at all."

"What core?" Baiye ring arm.

"The classical style of the West is still the framework, without any breakthrough."

Xiao Luo said incisively: "To put it bluntly, you are better rendering the static effect of the picture, wearing an extra layer of humanistic garment, deliberately trying to please critics."

"I admit that others can't imagine the exaggeration, you think of it. This is your ability."

Xiao Luo continued: "But this skill cannot last long. Once or twice, there are people who praise it. If there are too many times, or if there are more people painting, this style of painting is a mess, and there will be no place for you to stand in the painting world."

“…”

This is a bit ruthless.

So, Bai Ye spoke, and Yu Chi, who had been silent all the time, immediately blocked the two of them and smoothed out the situation, "Okay, I'll let us help me see the painting, not let you quarrel."

"Putting aside the style, the core, etc., you just evaluate it from the technical perspective."

Yu Chi asked, "How are my paintings?"

Xiao Luo looked at the picture book again and suddenly became silent, a little unaware of how to evaluate it. He still had emotional intelligence and felt that he should not attack Yu Chi. However, it was not his personality that he could only remain silent.

"You can't do these paintings."

Bai Ye was very direct: "I don't know if you have ever heard a saying. Those who learn from me live, and those who are like me die. You are now making this problem."

"ah!"

In an instant, Yu Chi's heart was shocked, and even ripples appeared in Xiao Luo's eyes.

Those who learn from me live, and those who are like me die. With their understanding ability, they naturally understand the profound meaning.

Bai Ye didn't mind pointing it out: "You can learn my style and my understanding of oil painting, but you can't copy it, even the same is true for the shape and brushstrokes."

"If you are a beginner and an art student, copying and learning is reasonable. The problem is that you have passed the primary stage and should not do this on the road to exploring your artistic concepts."

Bai Ye smiled and said, "Someone has said that you can walk around wearing master's slippers, but when you get to the back, you must throw away the slippers. During the process of wearing and taking off, you will find yourself."

"this……"

The two were shocked again and felt deafening.

Xiao Luo couldn't help asking, "Who said these two sentences? Why don't I remember it?"

He is an expert, so he understands very well that these words are definitely from the mouths of masters and masters, and they are masters with a very high level and a deep understanding of art, so they have such an understanding.

Bai Ye smiled, not answering the question, but encouraged: "Yu Chi, since you have made a choice, you must be firm and never waver."

"I can guarantee that although this road is difficult, it will definitely be infinite scenery in the end, with flowers and sunshine everywhere, and fruitful harvests."

Bai Ye seemed to be bewitching, "Don't you want to try it?"

“…White Leaf!”

Xiao Luo came back to his senses and gritted his teeth and said, "You are destroying people, do you know?"

"You just think it." Bai Ye said calmly: "You stop this and you don't know what he missed. Listen to me, it's absolutely right."

"Are you a god or a sage? You dare to say that you can't be wrong."

Xiao Luo sneered: "I also said you were wrong, why don't you listen to me?"

"What you said doesn't count..."

Bai Ye raised his hand and interrupted the other party: "Of course I don't count."

"Then find someone who has the final say to judge."

Xiao Luo said without hesitation: "We are painters, so we should be painters. Arguing cannot solve the problem. Just talk with our ability."

"Art Exhibition." Bai Ye's eyes flashed.

"That's right."

Xiao Luo nodded and said, "This exhibition, I will create a work with characters as the theme. Style is naturally the impressionism I am best at, and the images expressed in the works have a breakthrough from my previous works."

When Yu Chi heard this, he seemed surprised and happy: "Xiao Luo, have you made progress again?"

Xiao Luo didn't say anything, his expression was very plain, but his eyes looked sharp and he looked at Bai Ye with a bit aggressive look.

"OK."

Bai Ye also said without hesitation: "Then I will continue to create organically with Western formal beauty and artistic conception beauty in traditional domestic aesthetics. If nothing unexpected happens, it is still the theme of landscape still life."

"One word is certain!"

Xiao Luo's blood was burning, full of fighting spirit.

This is not a bet, but a battle of faith, and he is extremely looking forward to it...
Chapter completed!