Just talk about it, don't practice fake tricks.

Commenting on others, anyone can list one, two, three. But whether you can do it yourself or not is another matter. For example, a foodie is not necessarily a top chef.

Therefore, Bai Ye talked eloquently, and he talked wildly, and he couldn't convince everyone.

At the end of the day, it's all about the work.

"My work, wait a minute......"

Bai Ye picked up the backpack, reached in to take a look, and then under the attention of everyone, he directly took out an item and placed it on the table in front of him.

Everyone hurriedly looked.

In an instant, a golden light came into their eyes.

This is......

Chen Daqi's eyes narrowed, and his vision gradually became clearer.

He saw something inexplicably shaped like a quill. The appearance of golden yellow, I don't know if it is gilded, or cast in brass, the lines are very smooth.

The form of the thing is pointed at the top and gently curved at the bottom, then one is retracted, and then the stage is excessive, standing on a cylindrical base. At first glance, it does seem weird.

But......

I don't know why, but in the weirdness, I feel a bit of special beauty.

Very conflicting feelings.

Chen Daqi frowned, he originally thought that no matter what Bai Ye took out, he would scold the garbage, what. After all, in his heart, he didn't think that Bai Ye could have any ability in sculpture.

From the beginning to the present, Chen Daqi feels that Bai Ye is definitely in the final review through some kind of dark box operation.

But at this moment......

I don't know why, Chen Daqi was a little shaken.

Wow!

Caught off guard, Mr. Paul suddenly got up, and the chair under him rubbed against the ground with a screeching sound. But he himself didn't realize it, and directly lay on his stomach, leaned next to the model, and his eyes widened......

Admire, observe.

Light blue pupils, revealing an incredible, unbelievable look.

Mr. Paul lost his temper.

A bunch of experts but no one blames.

On the contrary, several of the experts, muttered softly.

"Compared with the text description, the model is intuitive and full of charm. ”

"The model is small, and when the stadium is completed, the 30-meter-high finished product is erected on the square, and the scene is spectacular. ”

"It's not spectacular, it's rhythmic. ”

One expert sighed lightly: "What is the title of the work? Bird in the Air! But everyone also saw that there was still an image of a bird in the east and west, and it was clearly a feather." ”

"A thing with simple and smooth lines reduces the image of a bird to the point where it is almost unrecognizable. It looks like a feather, but instead of a flat form, it resembles a cylinder. ”

"No matter which angle you look at, you can enjoy the rhythm of a feather. ”

In the eyes of the expert, there was a look of amazement: "In my eyes, this is a bird, and it is a wing that flutters into the air and flies freely." ”

The other experts, although they did not say anything, nodded imperceptibly.

Obviously, in the minds of many people, the artistic value of Bai Ye's work is very high. This is also why they unanimously agreed to include Baiye's plan in the final review.

"Birds of the sky!"

At the same time, Mr. Paul touched the name of the work engraved on the pedestal.

Brass cast thing, the surface is smooth as a mirror, shining in a brilliant luster. The sun shone through, and a golden light was refracted in his light blue pupils.

Mr. Paul was dazzled, and he suddenly became fanatical, and turned his head suddenly.

"How did you come up with that?"

His eyes burned, as if he was pressing, more like asking for advice.

Several sculptors next to him, including Master Han Lin, stared at Bai Ye one after another. From some micro-expressions and small movements, you can know that the waves in his heart are no smaller than Mr. Paul.

Society has developed to the present, and the forms of art are full of diversity.

But in the eyes of true connoisseurs, they can easily discern what is a gimmick for grandstanding and what is a work of art with rich connotations.

There is no doubt that the sculpture in front of you is such a work of art.

A masterpiece of art that makes people look at it and have a thousand words in their hearts, but they don't know how to express it.

The problem is that such a work is rich in content and amazing.

Was it really created by the young boy in front of you?

If yes.

He's a genius!

For a while, there was no doubt on everyone's faces, but it was inevitable to have scrutinizing eyes.

"What is the idea of your work?"

Peng Bai was also asking, but he was not excited.

After all, the manuscript of the work is in his hands. After he read it, he directly selected it, and arranged it for the final review. This shows how much he attaches importance to this work.

The more you pay attention to it, the more you pay attention to it, and the more you have to treat it calmly.

"My Philosophy ......"

Bai Ye's eyes were deep, and his voice was a little floating: "That's a long story...... I saw the announcement before and learned about the call for sculptures in the stadium square. ”

"I decided to get involved and collect all the news at the same time. Including the design plan of the sports center, as well as the resume of the chief engineer Mr. Peng, his works over the years, and the dynamics of the expert group......"

Hearing this, the crowd was very calm and unfazed.

That's what everybody does.

It's just that some people do it more carefully, and some people do it more roughly.

Bai Ye opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Finally, after reading all the information, I have an empty head and am at a loss for the design of the work." ”

"I had no inspiration, I scratched my head, and I didn't know where to start. ”

He sighed and sighed, and also made several sculptors feel related.

Perhaps a few sculptors did not find it difficult in this matter, but they also experienced the stage of exhaustion of inspiration, the pain was unbearable, and the feeling of life was worse than death, it was simply the torment from hell.

Just like Carvin.

It's just that no matter how empathetic you are, everyone won't sympathize with Bai Ye.

Because this is the way to go for artists.

Either metamorphosis and sublimation in pain.

Or just silence.

Obviously, Shiraba belongs to the former.

So everyone remained silent and continued to listen.

"Seeing the deadline approaching day by day, I didn't have a reliable design, and I felt like I was going crazy. Bai Ye grabbed his hair, and the words changed: "Until that day, I met my neighbor Brancusi......"

Bai Ye's eyes rolled, observing everyone's reactions.

Nice, everything is as usual.

"My neighbor Brangcusi, who is Romanian, loves to watch fish and birds. ”

Bai Ye said slowly: "But he is afraid of trouble, he only likes to watch, but he doesn't like to raise." It wasn't that long ago that he finally made up his mind to raise a bird. ”

"He consulted with me, and from the shape of the bird, to the sound, to the habits, to the food, to the details of moulting, etc., he wrote most of the booklet just by taking notes. ”

But in the end, he still didn't decide what birds he wanted to raise. ”

Bai Ye said with a smile: "In the end, I suggested that he go to the flower and bird market to see by himself, and if he thinks which bird is right, he doesn't need to think about it so much, just buy it directly." ”

He felt it made sense and set off in high spirits. I went early in the morning, and I didn't come back empty-handed until the evening. Naturally, I was surprised, didn't I say that I was going to buy birds, and was there something unexpected on the way?"

But before I could inquire, Mr. Brancusi pulled out a feather, a variegated feather. He smiled and told me that he had watched it for a day and eventually felt that it was too much trouble to raise birds and gave up on his decision. ”

Before leaving, he picked up a feather and came back as a souvenir of the trip. ”

Although he didn't achieve his goal, he was not frustrated at all. Because he watched the birds for a day, he felt very happy and satisfied......"

Bai Ye looked around at the people who were listening quietly, and his tone gradually became solemn: "At that moment, I also had a flash of inspiration and knew what I needed. ”

Perhaps Mr. Brancusi is not necessarily fond of birds, but rather the pleasant, relaxed, carefree and selfless state of mind that he enjoys when he is birdwatching. ”

So I also came to the conclusion that the external form of everything is only an illusion, and only the essence of things is real. ”