Robert Downey depicts a noblewoman dressed in an extraordinarily rich gold garment, sitting on a chair with a lifelike expression and a few slaves underneath.
I saw that these slaves were all naked, with whip marks on their bodies, and shackles on their feet, and they were touching all kinds of objects in their hands, and they were currying favor with their masters, and each slave's expression was different, and the whole life was integrated into the expressions of these slaves.
It's an ironic painting, the core of the content is not the noblewoman, but the slaves, and Downey wants to show something thought-provoking through this painting, and the finishing touch is that there is a window in the painting, and the sun is shining outside the window.
"Okay, Mr.
Downey's painting is so good, I think he is the winner this time."
Some people have already come to conclusions before they even look at Chen Feng's paintings.
"Mr.
Downey is indeed a genius painter, and this work is the best work I have seen in recent years, and I can't help but want to take it home immediately."
Some collectors also praised it loudly.
The rest of the painters debated the composition, color, and ideas of Downey's painting, and it is undeniable that this painting is indeed the best work of Robert Downey since his debut.
And Chen Feng, who was ignored by everyone, was scratching his head, feeling a little bored, as if he didn't care about Donny's paintings at all, only Guo Xinni stood next to him a little nervously, not knowing if Chen Feng would be his opponent.
Hearing everyone's compliments on him, Donnie's face showed a smug smile, and he was also very satisfied with his painting, definitely the best work he had painted in a long time.
"Why don't you take a look at Mr.
Chen's work?
He finished painting so quickly, it must have been a remarkable work.
A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Donnie's mouth, and he said deliberately loudly.
"Hahaha......
Mr.
Downey is right, I think it's a very 'remarkable' work that has opened our eyes.
Some of the French laughed loudly, let out a sarcastic laugh.
And some people from Huaxia don't dare to speak out, hearing these ridiculous voices makes them blush, and they can't even straighten their waists, if Chen Feng takes the game seriously, even if he loses, at least he will lose as he deserves, everyone won't blame him, but looking at his behavior just now, he has already given up on himself, how do you let your compatriots support him?
Only Chen Feng still looked indifferent, he didn't seem to care about the result of the game at all, and when he heard everyone's sarcastic laughter, he suddenly smiled evilly and said: "Since everyone wants to see my paintings, then ask the staff to help me uncover the cover." ” Donnie saw that Chen Feng didn't show a little fear, and his heart suddenly became unhappy, it seems that this guy is not willing to give up on the Yellow River, since this is the case, this time I want to see how you lick the soles of my shoes in public.
Soon the staff came up, they slowly pulled the red cover on Chen Feng's painting, and at the moment when the canvas was uncovered, there was suddenly a sense of murder that spread out from the canvas, making the entire exhibition hall feel that their bodies were cold, as if they had been cut by a thousand knives.
Especially a Frenchman standing at the front of Chen Feng's canvas, he was so frightened by the murderous aura exuded by the painting that he sat on the ground and almost became incontinent.
At this time, everyone found that Chen Feng's canvas was not a blank, or something ridiculous, only to see that in the canvas, there was an extra woman, this is an ancient Chinese woman, I saw this woman wearing armor, carrying a spear, sitting on horseback, a pair of eyes defiing the world, murderous, it was Yang Bamei that Chen Feng had seen in the tomb.
"Ahhh......h When you see the woman on the canvas, your mouth grows up and makes some meaningless sounds.
At this time, there was a French artist, who wanted to get closer and see clearly, but when his eyes fell on the eyes of the woman in the canvas, he suddenly felt that the eyes of the woman in the painting were glaring at him, and felt that she suddenly jumped out of the painting and pierced his heart with the spear in her hand.
"This ......
What kind of painting is this?
The woman in this painting, she ......
Who the hell is she......
Who is it?
Why do I feel like she's glaring at me?
"At the moment, everyone at the exhibition looked unbelievable.
Chen Feng glanced coldly at the guy who vomited blood just now, and sneered, can you desecrate this painting casually?
As long as his heart is not right, he will be injured by murderous energy, and he is already lucky not to die.
Some people in the exhibition hall seem to see in front of their eyes, there are thousands of troops and horses fighting on the battlefield, they see blood with knives, guns into the flesh, life is like grass, human life is as cheap as dirt, blood infects the whole yellow mud land, it is the scene of Yang Bamei leading the Song army and the Liao army to kill.
For a while, the whole exhibition hall was screaming again and again, everyone saw different things, some people were shocked, some people were afraid, some people were in pain, some people were crying, some people were kneeling and repenting, what was presented in a painting made everyone lose their temper, this is no longer a painting, but everyone sees a different real scene.
Tao actually clenched his fists tightly, and suddenly, he went crazy and pounded against the wall, only to see him crying loudly and angrily: "Kill!
Kill these Liao troops, kill!
” It wasn't until some staff forcibly pulled him away that Tao actually gradually regained his clarity, looking at his hands that had broken skin and bleeding, he was stunned, and the tears on his face were still hot.
What he saw was the righteousness and courage of Yang Jiajun who sacrificed himself for the country when facing the Liao enemy, he saw the blood and tears left by the heroines in the corridor of history, and he saw the tragedy of the horse leather shroud on the battlefield.
Compared with the Chinese, although other French people are not familiar with the history of the Song Dynasty in China, they can still feel the cruelty of the war, and when they are even more surprised, why do they see a shocking picture in a painting?
It was a blow to them.
"O my God!
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Is this really the painting that the man just drew it?
Some people couldn't believe their eyes.
"Guess what I just saw?
I actually saw war.
An old man took off his reading glasses and said tremblingly.
"Me too, I seem to have seen the war of the Chinese people just now, it's amazing, how did this man do it?"
A beautiful blonde woman looked incredulous.
"This man is supposed to be a magician, right?
Otherwise, how could he have been able to paint such a masterpiece that shook people's hearts?
"A guy with a fat head and big ears, with a chattering mouth, it is estimated that he has watched too many magic movies.
Only Guo Xinni was trembling, and she asked Chen Feng in disbelief: "Brother Feng, is this ......
Is this a landscape painting?
” Chen Feng nodded and said, "That's right, this is a real realm painting, and the role of the realm painting is not what you want them to see?"
It's about letting them see what they want to see. ”