The first test is all over here!

However, the competition for this last place is becoming more and more important.

Yang Fan was able to observe that the two young judges should be in a group, and if he expected it to be true, it should be someone appointed by the Writers' Association who wanted to prevent him from entering the semi-finals.

But Yang Fan is very confident in his "Shrimp Swimming Picture", although he did not fully play the level of Mr. Qi, but it is more than enough to deter these small children.

"How about it, three teachers, can we evaluate these seven works?" Another young judge politely made a gesture to the three old judges.

The oldest judge of his kind raised his eyelids and hummed softly.

Then, the other two old judges took over the scrolls from the young judges.

"Alas, the level of painters in this ancient city is generally too low, and I haven't seen a single work with bright eyes for so long. Yuan Lao sighed, quite helpless.

"Isn't it, who made Western stick figures and oil paintings so popular in China, and now these young people who still learn Chinese painting, all of them have gone to learn those things in the West!" Wu Lao took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat on his face, feeling very uncomfortable.

The three of them are all members of the Chinese Artists Association, and they are all good at Chinese painting, and only this old woman Wu studied some Western painting when she was young, but finally abandoned it.

"Alas, forget it, you old things, your vision is too high, according to your high vision, even those young painters in the imperial capital, you can't look down on it. ”

As the chief judge this time, a senior member of the Huaxia Artists Association and the deputy director of the Chinese painting category, Liang Du is also very stressed!

Because among the 100 places selected this time, at least more than 7 percent of them chose Western paintings, and their so-called authorities only made some achievements in the field of Chinese painting, and the Westernized review mainly relied on the two young judges.

Liang Lao didn't have much hope anymore, he was ostracized by those people in the imperial capital, so he came to the ancient city and became a chief judge, the purpose of which was to find some talented young Junyan, take them as apprentices, and enhance his influence in this circle.

But he is very disappointed now, not to mention Western paintings, none of these Chinese paintings in this first attempt made his eyes shine, even if he painted Chinese paintings, at most it was a decent one.

The three of them tossed through these scrolls, and each time they looked at them, the disappointment in their eyes became a little stronger.

There were six paintings in a row, all of which were Western paintings, four oil paintings, and two character sketches, which several old guys couldn't understand, so they couldn't help but shake their heads helplessly.

They were already disappointed, but in line with the principle of doing the work to the end, Liang Du still reached in front of the seventh painting, his eyelids were deaf, and his spirit was a little sluggish.

But when he unveiled the painting, the whole person suddenly seemed to have been struck by lightning, and he was stunned there.

The two old friends behind him, rarely saw Liang Lao's expression, and they were also very puzzled, it didn't matter, after a few careful looks, the three of them were suddenly shocked.

"This shrimp ...... It's just alive!" Yuan Lao was a little distracted, swallowed his saliva fiercely, and then spoke.

And the old Wu next to him hurriedly took out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses from his bag and looked at them carefully.

Liang Lao at the front, the whole body was trembling with excitement, and it was only after more than a minute that he came back to his senses, and exclaimed excitedly: "This painting is simply a god! The form of the shrimp is endowed with liveliness, sensitivity, wit, and vitality. ”

Yuan Lao couldn't help but admire: "The world thinks that shrimp is easy to paint, but they don't know that this form is easy to learn, and it is difficult to find." If you want to paint this shrimp vividly, you must understand the true meaning of life from the artistic conception, otherwise even if it is painted, it is empty and formless, and it is not a good thing. ”

Wu Lao also made a detailed evaluation of this painting.

"The shrimp in this painting, the lines of the shrimp whiskers seem to be soft and firm, like broken and solid, straight and curved, small and orderly, the shrimp on the paper are frolicking and swimming in the water, and the tentacles also seem to be moving but not moving, wonderful!"

Yang Fan was still a little nervous, but after hearing the high praise of the three judges, he put his heart in his stomach.

And the two young judges on the side were also extremely shocked at this time, someone above asked the two of them to pay attention to this young man, the brothers didn't take this guy seriously, but who would have thought that it took him less than five minutes to draw a fine product that fits the wall.

Although one of them is a sketcher, the other is an oil painter, but this level of appreciation is also there, at this time the painting in front of them is a living ink painting, the white of rice paper, the black of ink, forming a strong sense of visual impact, and even the two of them feel that the so-called masters of Chinese painting they have seen before are nothing more than that.

Some of the contestants who had not yet gone out also heard the exclamations of those judges at this time, and leaned up one by one to see what was going on, but their expressions were the same as those judges.

"Who the hell is this person, this shrimp painting is so good, I think it's not much different from those masters in the capital, right?" one of the contestants couldn't help but exclaim, his eyes shining.

"This shrimp painting is too lively, a few strokes to sketch out, although it seems a little simple, but the connotation is also more appropriate, people have a very comfortable feeling, it is definitely the best of the best. ”

Watching these contestants walk out, Yang Fan's group of colleagues can be regarded as interested, because they just saw Yang Fan walking up, and the group also squeezed in.

Although he knew that Yang Fan's painting was very good, one of the young judges still gritted his teeth and said, "This last place belongs to this girl." ”

After saying that, he also pointed to the girl.

What the?

In the crowd, the pot suddenly exploded. I'm afraid you're not blind, such a good ink painting, in your eyes, can't compare to that broken oil painting?

The young man also seemed to feel that he should say something, so he hurriedly explained: "That's the case, although this gentleman's painting is very good, but our activity this time has a regulation, only the first 100 places are admitted, this girl's painting, although not as good as this gentleman's painting, but also meets our requirements, so, we can only be very sorry!"

After speaking, he wanted to praise his cleverness, this explanation was reasonable and reasonable, but he underestimated the appreciation of those masters of Chinese painting for a good seedling.

As soon as he finished saying this, the old Liang slapped the table fiercely and said angrily: "You are presumptuous!"

As soon as these three words came out, accompanied by all kinds of noises, the young man was stunned for a while, turned his head to Liang Lao mechanically, and said cautiously: "Uh, what's wrong? Teacher Liang!"

I saw that the old man Liang pointed to Yang Fan's "Swimming Shrimp Picture", his face was a little angry, and he said with some excitement: "This painting, whether it is from freehand or painting, it is very solid, at least in my old man's opinion, although the old man I can't understand Western oil paintings, but this last place, I will vote for this painting!"

"However, we are Liang Lao, who acts according to the rules, we know that your old man has a big face and a high rank in the circle, but what do we do, we also have to talk about the first come, first come, don't we, it is indeed this girl who handed in the painting first, we just do things according to the regulations!"

That Qingzi knew that if he said this, he would definitely offend this person. But there is nothing he can do, there is already a death order from above, and he must get this guy out.

Originally, he didn't understand why the two of them were sent here, just to let a layman leave.

But from the ink painting just now, he knew that this guy was definitely not a good person.

"Rules, you stinky boy, you actually tell me the rules!" Yuan Lao also squeezed in from the crowd, his angry hair was cocked, he held a fire in his stomach, and then looked at the painters on the side, and criticized sharply: "It is you so-called young people who abide by the rules who are not angry, which makes our country's Chinese painting weaker and weaker." The younger generation, if you don't learn what your ancestors left behind, you have to learn those oil paintings and sketches in the West, do you know how long the history of ink painting has been in China?

"That's it, if you say this kind of behavior, it is called being brainwashed by Western culture, and if it is serious, it is called worshipping foreign countries!" Mrs. Wu, also pointing to the two young judges, scolded unceremoniously.

Even the girl who was ordered hurriedly waved her hand and said with a frightened face: "I don't have such thoughts, three teachers......!

With that, she took her painting from it, rolled it up, and hurried away.

These three old men, those are all painting masters who come often, if they fall for the way of those two young judges this time, even if they can enter the semi-finals, they will definitely be hated by those three judges.

When the time comes, if one of these three feels that he is a little ignorant, he will find someone at random and say a few words, and it is estimated that his painting career will come to an end.

After the girl left, several other contestants were also afraid that they would be implicated, and they all looked frightened.

One of the contestants plucked up the courage to take his painting, and the rest of the people also relied on the gourd to draw the scoop, learning in a good way, and then hurriedly left the participating classroom.

It was only at this time that Liang Lao showed a pleased smile, picked up this painting, and said with a kind smile: "I don't know which little friend painted this painting?"

His mind wasn't here just now, so he didn't pay much attention to the people on the stage, but now it's different, there is a player who is proficient in ink painting, and that's what he desperately wants to know.

Yang Fan walked over politely and said in a calm tone: "Hello, old man, I painted this painting." ”

"Ah...... You painted it?"

Liang Lao couldn't believe it, it was really the young man in front of him, the young man was a little too young, and he was estimated to be in his twenties according to his age, but looking at the skillful painting skills on the rice paper, he was a little suspicious.

Things like drawing and musical instruments can be practiced in a day, and it takes a lot of time to learn.

Several other judges, seeing that Yang Fan was so young, obviously had some suspicions, and it was at this time that one of the young judges actually got up from the side of his guts, pointed at Yang Fan viciously, and then said: "What's the matter with you, this contestant! This painting was not painted by you, this is what you took when you just came in." ”

He also has no tricks, he wants to take advantage of the time to make Yang Fan stink, and by the way, delay and delay the time, even if Yang Fan can register for the name, there will definitely be no advantage in the next painting competition.

Yang Fan had already seen the shamelessness of this kind of person, so naturally he didn't have the heart to talk to them, he just arched his hand at that Liang Lao, and then said with a flat face: "If the seniors don't believe me, can you get me a new piece of paper, I can draw another one in front of everyone!"

What the?

Everyone was terrified again!

This guy's tone is inevitably too big, right, you said you would draw it again in front of everyone?