Chen Xiao took a turn at the art exhibition for a while.

In fact, except for some paintings, he couldn't appreciate anything else.

It's like some architectural models, which look pretty cool, but he can't understand the engineering mechanics at all.

Chen Xiao looked at the time, although it was still a little early, he was ready to leave, but it was better to say goodbye to Frank before leaving.

That's when he noticed that the flow of people at the art exhibition was all converging towards one place.

He followed, and then he noticed that it seemed to be some kind of activity, and there were still quite a few people in line.

"Fun?"

Anyway, there was no hurry to leave, and Chen Xiao also followed the team into a hall.

Except for those in line, everyone else made their way into the hall.

The four walls of the hall are covered with paintings, both realistic and imagery, but if you look closely, you will see that they are photocopies.

Although it is a photocopy, the number of them is huge, and the whole hall is decorated, which looks very artistic.

There is also a circular staircase in the center of the hall, which resembles a podium-like place.

"Is this going to be a lecture?"

Chen Xiao was a little puzzled, and just found a seat to sit down, and then he found Frank sitting not far in front of him.

"Frank!"

He suppressed his voice and shouted, Frank was also very happy to see Chen Xiao, ran over, and said to the eldest brother next to Chen Xiao: "Friend, can we change positions?"

Then Frank sat next to Chen Xiao again.

It is said to be next to it, but in fact, there is still a small space for two people's seats, and each person's seat is independent.

Chen Xiao was a little funny: "Frank, your level of changing seats is getting deeper and deeper." ”

"Haha, Chen, I just turned around and found that you were gone, I thought you ran straight back to the animation festival. ”

"I was going to say goodbye to you, but when I saw that there were quite a lot of people here, I came over to join in the fun. ”

Frank laughed, "There is vision." ”

Chen Xiao looked around, it should be that there are not enough seats, and there are many people around who have no place to sit, just keep taking pictures with their mobile phones.

But soon all of them were asked out by the security guards.

"It's okay, I grabbed the seat quickly, otherwise I would have been kicked out. ”

Chen Xiao thought in his heart, and then he saw that there seemed to be two empty seats behind him, and he didn't know why those people didn't sit down, so he asked Frank with some confusion: "What's the matter, is there a lecture here?"

"Uh...... You don't know?"

Frank looked at him in surprise, his eyes wide open.

"That'...... Should I know?"

"And how did you get in?"

"I just walked in with the team......"

Chen Xiao suddenly realized that something was wrong, could it be that he was smuggled in?

Is it here or does it need to sign up or something, but I don't know, so I just blended in with the crowd?

Frank patted his head: "Chen, this is the oil painting creation activity hosted by the Pompidou Culture and Arts Center, mainly to compete with the painter's temporary creative ability......"

"Wait...... Do you mean to paint later? Or do you want to paint?"

Frank nodded.

"Then I should have time to leave now, right?"

Chen Xiao turned his head and found that the doors of the hall had all been closed, and there were several service staff who had applied paint and drawing paper to everyone.

"It doesn't seem like it's going to work, but in my opinion, you can just paint an oil painting, and it's a work of art. ”

At this time, a person came down from the upper floor and stood on the round platform.

The surrounding chatter instantly fell silent, and all stared at the people on the stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am the head of the exhibits at the Pidoux Cultural Arts Center, you can call me Martin, and now it is up to me to reveal the creative colors this time, that is, dark!

Dark colors are very common in our lives, some dark colors can make people feel sad and gloomy, but some dark colors can make people feel comfortable and safe, no matter which dark color, it is in line with the theme of this time......"

The person in charge named Martin talked a lot on stage, but Chen Xiao basically didn't listen much.

At first, he was a little panicked, because this incident was a bit unexpected for him.

But slowly he also felt that there was nothing, wasn't it just oil painting creation, hadn't he eaten pork, hadn't he seen a pig run?

And drawing on your own doesn't necessarily mean you're weaker than others.

It's just that his paintings are all in a realistic style, and he has also painted oil paintings.

If you really don't draw well, you can't write your own name.

Like this kind of activity, I usually don't comment on one, two, or three on the spot, and when I don't sign up or write my name, who can find him.

He relaxed at the thought of this.

Then he began to think about what kind of work he should paint for a while.

"Dark tones?"

This question is simple enough, and it seems that many artists like to use this tone.

Thinking of the dark tones, Chen Xiao instantly popped up a lot of classic works from his previous life in his mind, like a projection room, one by one across his mind.

"Do you want to copy it?"

He was a little moved, but then shook his head: "You still have to learn to think independently, you can't always rely on the works of your previous life, otherwise you will finish copying it one day." ”

"Okay, I'll just say here, now let's start painting!" Martin said the last sentence, and sat down on the sidelines, where there were a few other people who were also in charge of the painting.

Chen Xiao was a little surprised when he saw that Frank had already started painting, didn't he have to think about it?

However, the impact of speaking at this time was not good, so he couldn't help but ask.

He looked at the others, and fortunately, they all seemed to be thinking, only occasionally two or three people began to put pen to paper, and one person drew a stroke on the paper, and seemed not very satisfied, and directly clumped the whole paper into a ball and threw it into the paper tube next to the drawing board.

Chen Xiao touched the drawing paper, the paper was very thick, the quality was unexpectedly good, it must be specially treated paper.

The cost of this piece of paper is probably worth an ordinary notebook.

"What a waste. ”

Chen Xiao reprimanded the painter who wasted paper, and then he found that more people were engaged in painting, and only four or five people were still pondering, which was very conspicuous.

"Damn, these people are prepared in advance, right?"

Chen Xiao picked up the oil paintbrush and wanted to dip it in paint, but he didn't know what color to use.

He suddenly noticed a problem.

If he paints like this, he might not be able to paint for an hour or two, but he has to attend the animation festival today, and that's the purpose of his visit to France.

You can't miss the animation festival just for this oil painting.

This is the Annecy Animation Festival, let's not say that I don't care about this award, if I miss this animation and return to China, I don't know how many animators will scold him.

"I can't go on like this, just copy it!"

Until now, the only way to do this is to submit the paper in advance.