You're so poisonous, you're poisonous, poisonous......

If there is this song in this world, then the lyrics of this song are what Huang Ziyu thinks now. While he felt ashamed, he also felt boundless anger.

He admitted that his work was suspected of cheating.

But he was sure that he had not plagiarized. Even if he got inspiration from Shuangqiao Oil Painting, it does not mean that he created the prints based on Shuangqiao Oil Painting.

He personally went to Shenzhuang, drew the drawings by hand, and then carved and made the master.

He also injected his heart and soul into this, which belongs to re-creation......

Why should we be humiliated......

Huang Ziyu was angry, and he heard Bai Ye smile unexpectedly: "It can be seen that this should be a woodblock carving, the knife technique is very exquisite, and the ink is also very in place, without any black paint." ”

"It can be said that after the new printmaking technology came out, there are very few people who still insist on woodblock printmaking. After all, this is a very high technical requirement for the creator, and ordinary people do not have this ability. ”

In addition to Bai Ye's praise, he asked curiously: "How many years have you practiced printmaking?"

"Huh?"

Huang Ziyu was stunned, and said in a daze: "It's only been two years of practice...... But my grandfather was a carpenter, and I grew up carving things with him and laid the foundation for ten years. ”

"No wonder it's so powerful. ”

Bai Ye's eyes lit up slightly: "The wood carving is good, then you carve and carve it...... Plants and animals or something, it must be fine. ”

"It's basic. ”

Huang Ziyu slowly came back to his senses, and his expression was very strange.

He was no longer angry, but went up and down, uneasy, "Say...... Do you want to kill or chop, please say it directly, give it a good time. ”

"What?"

Bai Ye had a smile in his eyes and surprise in his mouth, "We don't know each other, why should I kill you and chop you?" Brother Huang, you must be indifferent, don't suffer from persecution paranoia. ”

“……”

Huang Ziyu felt tired.

He was not suitable to play with his heart, so he simply hung his head and said, "Okay, I admit it...... My work is a little bit like your oil painting of Shuangqiao...... Probably similar inspiration. ”

He didn't dare to admit that he plagiarized and borrowed from him.

"But I'm sure it's just a slight similarity. ”

Huang Ziyu swore that "the rest of the composition, whether it is ink rendering, is done by me alone, and it is an original work......

"I believe that. ”

Bai Ye smiled and nodded: "After all, if you want to copy it, you shouldn't copy the Shuangqiao oil painting." You know, in addition to the Shuangqiao oil paintings, there are also Shuangqiao prints......"

Those hundreds of receipts, even if they are just the size of the stamps.

But in essence, it's also printmaking. It's a pity that Shuangqiao oil paintings are relatively famous, which makes people ignore the version of prints. This also shows that the art of printmaking is really declining, and not many people care about it.

Bai Ye sighed in his heart, then took out his mobile phone, looked up and asked, "What is your phone number?"

"Huh?"

Huang Ziyu was stunned again.

"Make a friend and go back and have tea together. ”

Bai Ye shook his mobile phone and smiled: "Or, you look down on me and disdain to take care of me." ”

"No, no. ”

Huang Ziyu was in a hurry and immediately exchanged contact information with Bai Ye.

Bai Ye nodded with satisfaction, greeted Yu Chi and Xiao Luo, and left the area.

Walking outside, Yu Chi was very surprised: "Bai Ye, what's the situation." If it's not for sure, you have a girlfriend, I thought you had a crush on him?"

“……”

Bai Ye rolled his eyes and spat fragrantly, "Look at the human base with rotten eyes!"

Ha ha......

In a burst of laughter, the three of them walked away.

Huang Ziyu probed at the door, looking confused. He pinched himself, making sure he wasn't in a dream. But he still couldn't figure out the situation, and he was at a loss.

You know, he's still self-aware. Even if he was selected for the national exhibition, but in the industry, he still belongs to a small transparent piece and no one cares about it.

In fact, the nine adults in the exhibition are basically foils.

They are all delicate green leaves, to set off the bewitching red flowers.

Huang Ziyu still has such an awareness, and he doesn't have the luxury of shining in the big exhibition. As much as he often fantasized about it, the cold reality told him that it was just a pipe dream. All in all, he participated in the exhibition, just hoping to increase some qualifications, so that he could go to some large companies and find a stable job

For Bai Ye, Xiao Luo and others, they are basically the objects he looks up to.

After all, he is not stupid, and recently, the large-scale special reports on TV stations have basically revolved around these people, fancy touting, and praising people to the sky.

is famous, has strength, and deserves to be popular.

Oh, of course, just because he looks up doesn't mean he's going to grovel.

After all, everyone didn't get along, and as a sane adult, he didn't feel that he needed to please anyone. The problem is that it's a bit strange to be "caught" red-handed, but not reprimanded.

Could it be that there is some conspiracy here?

Huang Ziyu's brain opened up and fell into cranky thoughts.

……

Leaving the area of printmaking, the two of them also entered the paradise of Chinese painting.

There are seven or eight rooms in a row, all of which are hung with Chinese paintings.

At this time, Yu Chi was like a fish in water, and he gushed to the two of them endlessly, young rising stars in the field of Chinese painting. One counts as one, he not only knows the life and deeds of the other party, but also tells the characteristics of the other party's calligraphy and painting.

Bai Ye was surprised: "How do you know so clearly?"

"Once ......"

Yu Chi sighed a little embarrassed: "These people are my opponents." ”

Bai Ye understands, imaginary enemy.

In this way, Yu Chi is still quite pitiful. After thinking about it for so many years, it is estimated that people don't know who he is. Or if you know, you can only think that he is the son of the great painter Yu Hao.

However, Bai Ye knew better that Yu Chi didn't need his comfort.

At that moment, he changed the topic and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, there are indeed more gongbi painters who participated in the national exhibition, and there are not a few freehand paintings." ”

"Hey, you're trying to stir things up again, aren't you?"

Yu Chi also laughed and said: "The dispute between gongbi and freehand has lasted for hundreds of years, and everyone is tired of arguing. Anyway, in the industry, there has already been a conclusion. Gongbi freehand has its own merits, turnip and vegetables have their own love, and there is no point in arguing about this. ”

"That being said. ”

Bai Ye said casually: "The problem is that you can train a qualified gongbi painter in three years, and you may not be able to cultivate a high-level freehand painter in thirty years." ”

"Good!"

Caught off guard, someone high-fived and exclaimed: "This is incisive and summarized." ”

"Huh?"

In an instant, the three of them followed the sound and looked at it, only to see a group of people in the direction of the corridor.

The critic Tiantuan has officially arrived on the battlefield.

One of the middle-aged people smiled and said to the others: "How good this is to say, it can be said to be to the point, and it hits the difficult predicament of freehand painting......