Chapter 195: This Must Be the Beauty of the World

Ning Fei finished the exterior of the panda's house. The structure was large, standing about as tall as a person.

On the live stream, Ning Fei continued to perfect the house's every detail.

"Temple Master Ning's craftsmanship is the real deal. Amazing!" a viewer remarked in awe.

"My family does carpentry, and like I said before, Temple Master Ning's skills are incredibly professional. He's a true artisan."

"Watching Temple Master Ning's stream just makes me feel like I'm taking up space in this world."

"Daily like!"

"That's Temple Master Ning for you!"

Praise flooded the live stream.

The overall structure of the cabin was fully assembled and suitably sturdy. Ning Fei then returned to Qingfeng Temple and fetched a bucket of green paint along with a few painting brushes.

He poured the paint into a small basin, fetched some clear water, and stirred it evenly with a brush.

"Wild giant pandas generally live in the woods and don't have fixed homes," Ning Fei said.

"In winter, they look for tree hollows or caves to shelter from the cold."

"The natural color of this cabin blends well with the trees, but it lacks a touch of green. Being completely bare makes it stand out a bit too much."

"So, I plan to decorate it."

As he spoke, Ning Fei picked up a brush and completely submerged it in the paint.

Just then, he happened to see Zhang Xiaofeng skipping over to Qingfeng Temple to pay him a visit.

It could be said that Zhang Xiaofeng grew up under the eyes of Huaxia netizens. When she smiled, her eyes curved like crescents, and her profile was beautifully defined. Sometimes, just having her sit quietly off to the side seemed to make a television program feel much gentler.

To put it simply, most Huaxia variety shows didn't actually welcome actresses as permanent cast members.

This was because actresses were often relegated to "eye candy" roles and sometimes truly didn't fit the vibe of a show. The Production Crew only signed them to attract traffic, which frequently dragged down the program's quality.

This was exactly why the first few seasons of Extreme Challenge were so entertaining. Without any female guests, the men could mess around freely without needing to look after anyone. They could openly use all sorts of dirty tricks and underhanded tactics without any scruples.

Zhang Xiaofeng was definitely one of the few actresses who actually added luster to variety shows.

Her screen time was filled with a beautiful innocence, giving her the classic look of a youthful first love. Even though she didn't have much of an outgoing variety-show persona, this exact authenticity made her a perfect fit for Yearning.

Compared to other female stars, she had a more grounded, everyday vibe with far less distance. She wasn't pretentious, making her feel incredibly approachable.

"Temple Master Ning, I've come for a visit," Zhang Xiaofeng said with a bright smile.

Ning Fei quite liked this girl as well, viewing her much like a little sister.

"Welcome," Ning Fei said with a smile.

"I heard from Teacher Huang that you're building a house for a panda. You're so amazing." Zhang Xiaofeng walked over, staring at the cabin before her with a face full of wonder.

"Yeah, I have a strong connection with a certain panda. Since it's winter, I'm making a place for it to shelter from the cold," Ning Fei explained.

As he spoke, Ning Fei dipped his brush in the paint and began outlining a shape on the side of the house.

Paint was different from ink. If the amount wasn't controlled well, it would easily drip and leave streaks.

Therefore, painting with it required a great deal of skill.

And Ning Fei was using this paint to create a traditional Chinese painting.

Zhang Xiaofeng had wanted to say something else, but seeing Ning Fei already getting to work, she instantly fell silent and watched quietly.

Ning Fei's brush moved with incredible speed. In his hands, the brush seemed to possess a soul of its own as it danced gracefully across the wood.

Watching him paint, Xiaofeng's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

Ning Fei was painting bamboo on the walls on both sides of the house.

He was employing traditional Chinese painting techniques. Ordinarily, a traditional Chinese painting was drawn on white paper using black ink. Relying on just a single color, it emphasized the aesthetic beauty of spiritual resonance.

Seeing this scene through the live stream camera was absolutely stunning.

Wherever Ning Fei's brush passed, green bamboo seemed to sprout into existence, appearing vividly and abruptly.

He painted rapidly because he already held the perfect image of the bamboo in his mind.

The scene was fully mapped out in his head.

The brush in his hand seemed magical; wherever its tip touched, new bamboo sprang up vigorously.

Seeing this, the viewers of Yearning 6 were even more astounded, utterly speechless.

"This Taoist priest actually knows how to paint!"

"These are incredibly professional traditional Chinese painting techniques. I study traditional Chinese painting, and this guy is definitely a master!"

"This bamboo looks way too real. If I weren't seeing it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it!"

"Creating a bamboo painting with just a few strokes—he's so skilled."

"I asked my traditional Chinese painting teacher, and my teacher said Temple Master Ning's techniques and attainments are exceptionally high."

"You guys just missed the time Temple Master Ning painted on an oil-paper umbrella. That was true brilliance."

"But we've never actually seen Temple Master Ning dedicate himself to painting a full piece like this. It might be even more stunning."

"We'll definitely see it in the future."

"I'm seriously in love with this Taoist priest."

The viewers discussed animatedly.

After just a few strokes from Ning Fei, one side of the wooden wall was covered in fresh bamboo.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaofeng's eyes were brimming with admiration.

"Temple Master Ning, how did you paint this? It's far too beautiful," she asked with a smile.

Holding the brush, Ning Fei dipped it in a little more paint and pressed the tip against the edge of the basin to squeeze out the excess.

He stepped over to the other wall, explaining gently as he painted:

"Painting bamboo is quite simple. You start with the stalks. Note that the internodes in the middle are longer, while those at the top and bottom are shorter. When dotting the joints, the strokes should be heavier, paying close attention to the variations in density, lightness, dryness, and wetness."

"Next comes the leaves, which are slightly more difficult."

"The arrangement of bamboo leaves must have clear variations—primary and secondary, dense and sparse, front and back, many and few. The main clusters have more leaves and are usually painted with heavier strokes."

"The secondary clusters serve a supporting role to echo the main ones. Typically, you add a bit of water to make these leaves appear slightly more ethereal."

"Painting bamboo places heavy emphasis on composition. The layout of the leaves in a painting must have areas of density and sparseness; it cannot be uniform. Where to cluster, where to scatter, and where to leave blank space must all be considered before the brush even touches the surface."

Zhang Xiaofeng listened quietly, occasionally nodding her little head to show that she was paying close attention.

In reality, she couldn't understand the technicalities at all, but it sounded like it made a lot of sense.

Moreover, just watching Ning Fei and listening to his explanation made her feel exceptionally comfortable and completely relaxed.

And she wasn't the only one; the viewers watching the stream felt this even more strongly.

"It's time for Temple Master Ning to show off his knowledge again."

"I don't understand, but it sounds impressive."

"Temple Master Ning is amazing. What he's saying is almost exactly what my teacher says, just more refined."

"I've already taken notes on everything he just said."

"My useless knowledge has increased once again."

"Can someone please tell me why he knows everything and is a master at all of it?"

"Temple Master Ning mentioned before that painting is one of his hobbies."

"His 'hobbies' are better than the professionals. I don't even know what to say anymore."

Ning Fei didn't notice the change in Zhang Xiaofeng's eyes at all. He remained entirely focused on painting his bamboo.

This new cluster of bamboo was somewhat different from the last.

"What I painted just now was clear-weather bamboo. The strokes were clean and sharp, and the relationship between the leaves was distinct."

"What I'm painting now is wind bamboo."

Hearing Ning Fei's words, the viewers looked closer and realized that this cluster of bamboo was slightly curved, with the stalks all swaying toward one side.

"When painting wind bamboo, the brushwork must be vigorous and sharp. Press firmly, lift lightly, sweep across, and never hesitate when laying down a stroke."

At this moment, Ning Fei looked like a solitary painter immersed in his own world. Through his artistic techniques and words, he was showing the world the true charm of Huaxia's traditional Chinese painting.

On the screen, Ning Fei stood tall and straight. His brush-holding posture was impeccable, and his painting movements were elegant and full of lingering charm.

In an instant, the netizens felt as if they had traveled back hundreds of years to the era when Huaxia culture flourished, watching a painting-obsessed artist freely splashing ink.

Temple Master Ning's Realm was truly profound!

This exact thought flashed through the minds of every viewer.

Ning Fei was still explaining:

"When painting wind bamboo, you must pay attention to controlling the momentum of the wind. Depending on the strength of the breeze, you paint the corresponding shapes of the leaves."

"Each section of leaves must have a relationship of strength and weakness, primary and secondary, reflecting the dynamics of each group."

"Therefore, if you want to paint wind bamboo well, you must observe carefully in your daily life. Keep the image of the wind blowing through bamboo in your heart, and what you paint will naturally possess a greater spirit."

Right as he finished speaking, Ning Fei completed the painting.

The viewers looked back at the wooden wall. The green bamboo curved slightly, as if swaying against the breeze. Those bamboo leaves seemed to have come alive, every single one dancing in the wind.

Ning Fei turned around, only to find Zhang Xiaofeng staring at him, slightly dazed and lost in thought.

"Did I go a bit too deep?" Ning Fei smiled helplessly. He had gotten carried away just now and hadn't been able to stop himself.

"No, no, no! You explained it wonderfully!" Xiaofeng hurriedly waved her hands, her eyes curving with a smile.

This scene on the live stream looked exceptionally beautiful.

Outside the courtyard wall of Qingfeng Temple, a few fallen leaves drifted through the air. The Taoist priest painted on the wooden wall, while a pure and lovely young girl smiled innocently beside him.

This must be the beauty of the world.