Two yellow roses in full bloom jumped on the paper, and one rose was still in the state of flower bones, not yet in full bloom.

The surrounding green leaves are clustered with flowers, which makes the whole work look even more perfect.

The whole painting is distinctly colored and layered, and different places reveal different charms.

It's just that when everyone saw this painting, they suddenly felt a sense of slaughter coming from the flowers!

This artistic conception made the grade of the whole painting suddenly rise, and the strong sense of slaughter made everyone almost breathless!

"I seem to have seen the flowers withering in late spring!"

"The flowers are withering, and there is a dead silence, but summer has come, and the green leaves are in full bloom!"

"This painting looks very ordinary, but why can I feel the mood inside!"

Many students looked shocked and whispered underneath, not daring to speak loudly.

Everyone was shocked by Zhou Wen's painting.

Zhu Xialan's eyes flickered, looking at the painting, revealing disbelief.

In terms of painting skills alone, the level of this painting is only passing!

However, the use of color and the grasp of artistic conception are completely different from the original painting!

It can even be said that he drew his own style!

Is this still a student who doesn't have any foundation in painting?

This is obviously a master who has returned to the basics!

"How is it possible? You actually drew it in just three minutes!" Ning Fei said in surprise.

He couldn't believe the facts in front of him at all.

It took him so long, and there are still a few green leaves that have not been painted, but Zhou Wen has actually finished copying the entire painting, and has also painted a deeper artistic conception!

Copying its surface, the artistic conception is impossible to imitate!

Every painter has his own three views, his own life, and the ideas expressed in the painted works are also different.

"Senior Ning Fei's paintings don't seem to have a feeling like Zhou Wen's. ”

"Yes, although Senior Ning Fei's drawing is not bad, I always feel that something is missing. ”

"There is one less artistic conception in it, he just has nothing to show for it. ”

Several students whispered around, but they didn't dare to be too loud, for fear of annoying Ning Fei.

Chen Yuexi and Yang Dan also looked shocked.

They didn't expect that Zhou Wen would finish painting a painting in just three minutes.

That's an amazing speed!

Is this still painting?

It's not so fast to eat!

"Teacher Zhu, please judge!" At this time, Ning Fei suddenly put the paintbrush on the table and said loudly.

His expression was furious, and he listened to the words of those around him.

Say that his paintings are not as good as Zhou Wen's?

No way!

When pigs fly!

It's because your level is too low!

He stared at Zhu Xialan deadly, in his opinion, among all the people present, only Zhu Xialan was qualified to appreciate the paintings of the two of them!

No one else deserves it!

Zhu Xialan's eyebrows frowned when she heard this, she didn't want to hurt Ning Fei's heart, but it was so.

At this moment, she suddenly became curious about Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen didn't have the slightest foundation in painting before, but he painted such a remarkable painting in three minutes.

This kind of talent is rare even in the entire Huhai University!

Zhu Xialan was originally an instructor of the painting club and a teacher of the School of Design and Art.

Zhou Wen has such a good talent, it would be a pity if he didn't go to paint!

She made up her mind and knew how to answer.

"Ning Fei, your works are a little better than Zhou Wen's paintings in terms of technique and color. Zhu Xialan said slowly.

Ning Fei laughed when he heard this.

"Zhou Wen, did you hear it, my painting is a little better than yours!" Ning Fei said contemptuously.

He had been blinded by anger, and he didn't carefully taste the chill in Zhu Xialan's words at all.

Zhou Wen's face was indifferent, he gently put down the brush, calmed down, and ignored Ning Fei's words.

"Zhou Wen, admit defeat, otherwise your face won't look good when you lose!" Ning Fei continued to sneer.

Zhou Wen sneered: "Ning Fei, Teacher Zhu's words haven't spoken yet, which turn will you speak?"

"After Teacher Zhu finishes speaking, I'm afraid that you will lose face and die of shame!" Ning Fei retorted.

Zhou Wen smiled and didn't speak again.

Zhu Xialan looked at Ning Fei's appearance and shook her head.

She is extremely disappointed in Ning Fei now, and still Ning Fei still doesn't understand the gap between him and Zhou Wen?

"Still. Zhu Xialan said softly.

Everyone's eyes were suddenly focused.

Ning Fei's arrogant expression also suddenly froze, and his eyes widened.

"Zhou Wen's paintings reveal a solemn artistic conception, the inferior paintings imitate their shapes, the middle grades imitate their meanings, and the high-grade paintings carry the artist's own artistic conception. Zhu Xialan said slowly.

A group of students watched intently, listening to Zhu Xialan's words with their ears pricked up.

This is already teaching them.

Zhu Xialan's level is definitely not low, and she is also a well-known figure in the Shanghai Academy of Fine Arts.

It's definitely not too much to sell a painting for tens of thousands of dollars!

"If you follow this standard, Ning Fei, your work can barely be listed in the middle grade, only copying its shape, carrying some artistic conception in it. Zhu Xialan looked at Ning Fei's drawing board and said, her face serious.

In this moment, she is like a teacher lecturing on the podium, surrounded by her students.

Ning Fei's face showed joy.

Medium-grade paintings, this evaluation is already very high!

"Teacher Zhu, what level is Zhou Wen's painting in?" Ning Fei said proudly, with some confidence.

Although Zhu Xialan has already said that Zhou Wen's paintings have a sense of meaning in them, they are only medium-grade, not high-quality.

If Zhou Wen wants to win against him, at least it must be a high-grade painting!

Zhu Xialan's gaze turned to Zhou Wen's side.

Zhou Wen stood next to the drawing board and revealed the entire work in front of everyone.

His expression was indifferent, and he didn't seem to care about other people's evaluations.

This kind of bearing couldn't help but make Zhu Xialan take a look.

The mentality of the painter must be stable, otherwise how to depict the thousands of colors in the world!

Ning Fei's arrogant attitude at every turn was already weaker than Zhou Wen.

"Zhou Wen's works have a solemn artistic conception, which is better than the withering artistic conception of the original work, if you look at this, Zhou Wen's works can also be regarded as medium-grade. Zhu Xialan said slowly.

"It's just a mid-grade, it's just a draw. Ning Fei's face was slightly angry, but he still said.

It's just a draw, and it's not too embarrassing.

However, at this time, Zhu Xialan had no intention of stopping tasting.

"But!" a gleam flashed in Zhu Xialan's eyes.

Everyone was trembling in their hearts, there was still a change!

"The flowers are withering, and the meaning of slaughter makes the color of late spring even better!"

"Late spring has arrived, summer is coming! Vibrant! On Zhou Wen's paintings, green leaves are clustered with flowers, colors are layered, and the brushwork is tricky! In the midst of slaughter, there is a sense of vitality!"

"The artistic conception of this painting is to bring forth the new in the original painting! This artistic conception is completely the artist's own artistic conception! Zhou Wen's painting can be classified as the best in this regard! If the painting technique is a little better, it can even be a masterpiece in the best grade!"

Zhu Xialan said it sentence by sentence, and the more she spoke, the louder her voice became, just like Huang Zhong Dalu, resounding in people's hearts!

For a moment, everyone's faces showed shock.

"There is life in the slaughter! Death to the extreme is life, I didn't see it just now, but now as soon as Mr. Zhu says it, I immediately feel it!"

"Sure enough, just now my attention was only on the flowers, and I didn't pay attention to the green leaves around me at all!"

"Zhou Wen is too awesome!"

The students exclaimed, looking at Zhou Wen differently.

Chen Yuexi and Yang Dan were even more surprised, they had never heard Zhu Xialan have such a high evaluation of the students' paintings!

Ning Fei's face twitched, and his whole body trembled.

"Impossible! How could he paint a high-quality painting!

Ning Fei's face was hideous, and he looked at the students around him: "You said that you can see the artistic conception, why do you all see it! Why didn't I see it?"

Zhu Xialan frowned, and scolded: "Ning Fei, your mentality is not right, how can you tell it? Don't admit defeat quickly, don't be ashamed!"

After saying that, she sighed.

Ning Fei's family conditions are too good, he seems to be full of spring breeze and treats people well on weekdays, but in fact, he has an arrogance in his heart.

This kind of mentality is not suitable for cooperative painting.

Ning Fei was awakened by Zhu Xialan's voice, and his expression eased slightly.

He looked at Zhou Wen with a look of frustration.

"Impossible! How could it be! I use the best paint, the best paper, and all the painting materials are the best! I have the best teacher to teach! How can I not compare to you!" Ning Fei muttered to himself.

To this day, he still doesn't want to apologize to Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen's face was indifferent, he looked at Ning Fei, and said lightly: "The level of painting is not the level of painting materials, you use the best painting materials but I use ordinary painting materials, the reason is very simple." ”

Ning Fei raised his head and wondered, "What is the reason?"

"Skills are not as good as people. Zhou Wen said calmly.

Ning Fei's face turned pale suddenly, and he sat on the ground, almost out of breath, looking embarrassed and having no temperament.

Zhou Wen's words are simply too heartbreaking!

Many of the boys around were so excited that they almost jumped up when they saw this scene.

They had already seen that Ning Fei was unhappy, and Zhou Wen's words were so relieving!

"I lost!"

Ning Fei clutched his chest and said, after saying this, he seemed to have lost the strength of his whole body.

"Let's go. He got up from the ground in a hurry, and ran out without even anything.

He didn't have the face to stay here anymore.

Many girls who had gold stars in their eyes before were also ashamed and angry, thinking of the words that praised Ning Fei and slandered Zhou Wen just now, they also ran out, embarrassed to continue to stay in the studio.

Zhu Xialan did not stop all this.

She walked straight up to Zhou Wen and said with a smile: "Zhou Wen, are you interested in joining our painting club?"