[114] What must be guarded

I've never seen such a positive one, and the two of them looked at each other and smirked. But the others came fast enough, after all, this is a special thing for the freshmen.

Basically, the twenty people who are doing it represent the elite summit of the National Arts University in the new year, although there are also those who are relatively weak in painting skills, but they are all the kind of geeks who have ideas in their works.

Not only did the students come early, but people like Deng Meiji, who used to like to procrastinate, came fifteen minutes early. Soon, 20 people arrived, and Professor Yu and Associate Professor Wang were also fast enough to arrive at the classroom ten minutes early.

It can be seen that everyone present is looking forward to this competition.

With the students' question marks, Professor Yu and Associate Professor Wang also sat down casually. No one here cares about the messy form of etiquette, and it all comes together with the two professors as the central point. Forming a circle, Su Xiyi, Dong Sisi, and Deng Meiji are like three gorgeous roses, more eye-catching than the two professors in a group of boys.

"I think everyone knows that this year's Art Land Painting Competition is different from usual. Associate Professor Wang spoke first: "Forget that all the contestants are the elites of various universities, and every year they are freshmen who participate in the competition, our National Arts University has always had the advantage of guaranteeing, and it has been the champion every time for seven years." ”

A group of students clapped their hands and cheered, what a. For seven years in a row, you must know that this competition has only been held for seven years!

Due to the increasing influence of this competition, even top-notch art academies from other provinces have come to participate. But our National Arts University is still the best, and our freshmen are all sharp blades. Associate Professor Wang was impassioned: "Some people may say that our National Arts University has an advantage because of the host, but we still won when we went to Huaqing Academy of Fine Arts last year!"

Clapping again.

"This year, our influence is even greater, and Kazuharu Shino, a professor of oil painting at the University of Tokyo, led a team of students from the Department of Art at the University of Tokyo, and several students who can be said to have achieved a little bit of success. Associate Professor Wang said, looking a little unhappy: "At this point, it seems that there is a complete advantage. ”

"It's so shameless, we're all freshmen who came out to compete, and they actually came with a bunch of old oilers. A boy majoring in sculpture scolded: "We can also appoint some seniors, no worse than them at all!"

"This is a tradition, this competition is set up for new students, if you seniors are allowed to participate, what is the point of the competition?" Professor Yu asked rhetorically.

"It's really meaningless, but the Japanese don't care about it. Hao Baishi interface: "That nation itself is a shameless nation, this can't be blamed on them at all, we should get used to their shameless behavior." ”

"What's the big deal, even if you let Yiqing take action in person?" There is a sentence that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, Deng Meiji snorted lightly, if she can be admitted to the National University of Arts, she doesn't have five or six years of painting skills, and there is such a pervert as Ling Xiaotong, she is really fearless in this competition.

"Young people are understandably high-minded. Associate Professor Wang chuckled in a low voice: "Don't underestimate the loss of the wilderness. The competition is not just a drawing, what we want is the truth, the content and the idea. It's not just a painting. ”

"Mr. Wang, you can help us get a theme. Yu Zhongcai smiled: "I guess those people in Tokyo must be the theme of Kazuharu Lost Wild." After all, the grading of the seniors' backs in Japan is too strict, and students generally dare not make their own decisions. ”

"Then there's no point in our game. Professor Yu always emphasized: "What we want is not a champion, what we want is that every class of students of our National University of Arts can use their own ideas to do things that others can't sit on." If it's our thoughts, why do you want to create, creating other people's minds is completely meaningless. ”

"We get it. Su Xiyi nodded in agreement: "What we want is not an empty first honor." It's a kind of progress for ourselves. ”

The two professors nodded in approval.

"But-" Dong Sisi seemed to have a different opinion: "What we can't lose is also this empty title." ”

Everyone looked at each other.

This is not false at all, who would want this title to be taken away by Little Japan in Beijing City? Unless the ancestors of the family are all traitorous birdmen. The professors' meaning is very clear, that is, let the twenty more people who do it use their own skills to keep this title.

"Although you are at a disadvantage in terms of painting skills and artistic understanding, we still hope that this title of the first place is still in the National Arts Festival, and we old men don't want this title to 'go abroad'......" Associate Professor Wang's tone was very deep and heavy.

"We're not going to let him go abroad. "The champion has to look like a champion, although Ling Xiaotong didn't know the bottom in his heart, he still answered without hesitation.

These words made everyone present excited and shocked, and their blood boiled. There was a person who didn't look like he was interested, and he didn't talk with his head drooping. This is the beautiful woman-like Wu Fei.

"How many of us have ever painted without paper?" Wu Fei said: "I reported the mural, I painted a small mural once before, and the feeling of painting on the wall and floor is completely different from that on paper. We are like Zhao Kuo, the son of Zhao Hao, talking about painting on paper is our strength, but what about our weak side? We have two gods with perfect colors, Ling Xiaotong and Dong Sisi are not ordinary people, but what if you move the paintings on paper to the ground? Will they be so gorgeous? I think it will just be flashy, professional and non-professional together, there is no significance to compare. ”

"Then what do you mean?" Although Deng Meiji didn't know him, she was quite annoying to hear him say this, and even the people in the class frowned. Everyone knows that there are many strong people in the plastic arts, and Wu Wen, who is preparing to study murals, should be an indispensable person in the team, but there is no point in not having self-confidence.

"I'm not interesting, I don't think there's any point in playing unfairly. I ask to quit. Wu Fei stood up and bowed to the two professors: "This is not a problem of painting skills, this is a problem of professionalism." ”

After saying that, a person ignored the disdainful eyes of a group of people and walked out.

In fact, the two professors also acquiesced to what Wu Fei said just now, and there is no comparison between majors and non-majors. The people brought by Kazuharu Lost are all big three, four, or even graduate students majoring in mural painting and oil painting...... And the group of people in front of them can be said to have no idea how to control the basic techniques of painting on the ground.

This is also the reason why many people who have participated in the land painting competition will think about how naïve and ridiculous the painting of the mural painting competition at that time will be when they graduate.

"Are you confident?" Su Xiyi touched Ling Xiaotong's shoulder with her elbow.

Ling Xiaotong's lowered head slowly raised, with a bright smile: "Of course, if the title of the first place in the land painting competition is allowed to go abroad, will our National Art University still be held in the future?"

The answer, of course, is no.

"At five o'clock in the afternoon, Professor Kazuharu and his students came to school. Professor Yu said, "I think you should greet it with the grace you deserve. ”

Ling Xiaotong and the others glanced at each other, and then nodded to the professor very seriously. Is it Chinese not to give them a hand......