The flash dazzles the eyes and the shutter sounds incessantly.

Sun Pinghai was waiting for Liao Xuebing at the gate, and when he saw him coming, he said: "I know several judges, I have to lobby them later, Xiao Liao, your basic knowledge is good, you have high knowledge, wait a little help say a few good words, and raise the works of our school." ”

Liao Xuebing nodded: "What about Teacher Su, didn't she come?"

"Teacher Su is inside, let's go inside. Sun Pinghai pulled him up.

The main exhibition hall is about 2,400 square meters, divided into multiple sections, there are oil paintings, Chinese paintings, prints, sculptures and other kinds for people to visit, the floor in the exhibition hall is smooth, the walls are white, the light is bright, people come and go, are talking in a low voice, praising this oil painting has been close to the level of "Mona Lisa", and refuting the defects in the proportions of the human body of the sculpture, everyone proudly commented on everyone.

The rest of the people were wandering around, except for a bunch of well-dressed guys gathered together, which was particularly eye-catching.

Sun Pinghai was secretly speechless: "Why are so many people surrounding the director, there is no chance to get close to him this time." ”

The most imposing in the crowd is Zeng Jiangshan, director of the Education Bureau, with a big belly, five short figures, most of his head is bald, wearing a pair of gold-wire glasses, commanding and commanding, celebrities in the city's calligraphy and painting circles, retinues of other departments of the Ministry of Education, art teachers of Longmenshan Middle School, teachers of Rose High School, tutors of St. Mary's Girls' School, etc., no less than 20 people surrounded him, there is really a kind of momentum of pointing out the country, and there are a large number of teachers from other schools nearby who are looking for opportunities, waiting for the leader to brag about the works of the students in their own schools.

This seems to have been seen somewhere, and it is a little familiar.

Most of the students' works are portraits, plaster portraits, good skills, but very dull, without any feelings, Zeng Jiangshan always glanced at it, shook his head slightly and hurried to the next work.

"Xiao Liao, find a way to make Director Zeng stand in front of the exhibition area of our school for a longer time. Xiao Liao, Xiao Liao, hey, where is the person? Where did this guy go?" Sun Pinghai looked around, only to see the vast sea of people, and Liao Xuebing had long since disappeared.

After a still life oil painting of apples and bananas, walking through a plaster sculpture of a [**] child, Lao Liao came to the unclassified exhibition area, where the works are not classified, with different styles, rich imagination, and publicity, a cartoon, gouache painting, cloth art, and computer synthesis painting attracted a large number of visitors.

Four or five children shouted and talked in front of an imaginary picture of aliens and spaceships, excited and yearning.

Liao Xuebing saw "Autumn Gone with the Wind" hanging in the corner at a glance, there was no one standing in front of it, occasionally one or two people passed by, glanced at it, did not stop, and did not even leave criticism, this ...... Why are there no artistic people? We should get rid of all these people who don't know how to appreciate.

There are also many works in this exhibition hall in this school, such as Wang Wen's "Firebird" in the sixth class of the third year. The painting shows the strong feelings of a bird flying to the sun, and the sè color is bright, which was personally selected by Su Bingyun.

"Maybe you haven't noticed how handsome the people in the painting are. After standing for more than ten minutes, there are still very few people who have paid attention to "Autumn Gone with the Wind", the door is full of birds, cold and idle, in stark contrast to the popularity of other paintings, Lao Liao is very depressed, and has a plan, called a few teenage children, and took out a few hundred yuan to show off: "Hey, child, do you want to earn some pocket money?"

The temptation of money was great, and the children bit their lipes and agreed: "Declare in advance, we don't do bad things, we don't steal, we don't rob, we don't kidnap, we don't cheat, and we have to be simple, easy and easy." ”

"That's simple, of course. Liao Xuebing pointed to the corner and said, "When you see that painting, you run to the bottom of the painting and say, "Oh, this painting is so beautiful and really jīng." Something or something. In short, if nothing else, it is enough to praise loudly. ”

"Small meaning. The children took the money and rushed over.

Lao Liao hugged his arms and sneered on his chest: "Hehe, when everyone's attention is attracted to the past, they applaud, and then suddenly find that the person in the painting is standing here, I don't know how excited I am, hum, when the time comes, sign up for a time, one yuan at a time, no, ten yuan a time." ”

Suddenly, someone tapped her on the shoulder, and when she looked back, the big beauty Su Bingyun was standing behind her, with her long hair cut in pieces, her eyebrows were very thin, and the lip gloss on her lips was shining, especially charming, and she couldn't help but smile: "Teacher Su, you are also there." ”

Su Bingyun didn't smile at all, and said coldly: "Hmph, you are really embarrassed to trick the child into promoting that painting." ”

"Ah, you see? I'm doing this for the sake of my school's entries, and you see that the teachers from other schools are vying to pat the director of education and some celebrity in the calligraphy and painting industry. Lao Liao's rare old face turned red and hurriedly defended.

Su Bingyun snorted coldly: "Then how do you find a support to carry "Firebird", that work itself has a foundation, and with some publicity effect, it will definitely win the award." In her heart, she can't say why she is angry, probably because the school flower painted a portrait of Liao Xuebing, and Liao Xuebing is also shameless to help the beautiful female student, Li Xinghua is also really, what not to paint, to paint Liao Xuebing, is to paint flowers and plants, fields, the sea, all can be friends, even if it is not a kitten and a dog!

While talking, several children ran back with a dejected face, threw the money on Liao Xuebing and shouted: "Don't want your money, we won't do it!"

Old Liao Daqi: "Why?"

"We said a few good words, and some people said that we were idiots, that we had no culture and didn't know how to appreciate, uncle, you liar, deliberately deceived us to lose face!"

"Huh?" Lao Liao didn't expect the work to be slandered, and hurriedly said: "That's because there is something wrong with their eyes." The children had already left in a huff, and Su Bingyun chuckled: "It seems that the works submitted by you, a big critic, are not very good." ”

Among the many colorful works, Li Xinghua's black-and-white charcoal painting technique does seem plain and ordinary, and it will not arouse public interest at all.

Looking at Lao Liao's deflated appearance, Su Bingyun seemed to be much happier than just now, and when he smiled, his whole face was radiant, even his hair was jumping and jumping, and he was amazingly beautiful, overshadowing those colorful paintings, and said: "Have you seen the exhibition, which painting do you think is the most promising?"

Lao Liao has lost confidence in Li Xinghua. I have no interest in appreciating other people's works, and said with a wry smile: "I don't know, I'm a Chinese teacher, and I don't have much experience in art at all." ”

"Aren't you very good at choosing the place of work in the art room last time, you can clearly explain any shortcomings and loopholes, the head is the way, even Team Leader Sun admires you a lot, why don't you know at this time?" After Su Bingyun finished speaking, he hesitated, glanced left and right, and continued: "That... Liao Xuebing, ten years ago, November 17, did you remember the truth of the matter?"

Lao Liao had long forgotten what he remembered, and at this time, he suddenly woke up, touched his head and laughed. "Oh, that's, it's simple, I'll go back to my hometown on Sunday, I've been too busy in the last few days, Qiu Daqi's kid slandered me everywhere, you also saw the teachers' conference on Monday, I was almost fired, the board of directors talked to me to find out the inside story, I don't know how much time it took. ”

"You...... You didn't take this matter to heart at all......" Su Bingyun's smile suddenly faded. The enthusiasm in his eyes disappeared, as if he was talking to an ordinary colleague with whom he was in a good relationship: "Of course." Director Qiu is very strict with himself and his colleagues. ”

Fortunately, Lao Tzu didn't take you seriously. Liao Xuebing took back the information conveyed in Su Bingyun's tone in time, and thought indignantly, When I get the rì record and recall the story that happened at that time, you just wait to give me a hug.

Zeng Jiangshan and a bureaucrat and several cultural celebrities, many stalkers after looking at the works in the front exhibition area. Crowd back and forth to the unsorted exhibition area.

The work here is much more interesting. Zeng Jiangshan stopped in front of "Firebird": "Mr. Li, what do you think of this? It's kind of interesting, right?"

Everyone saw that it was not their own school work, and they didn't know what the director wanted, so they didn't dare to interject easily, and they all waited with bated breath for Mr. Li to speak and comment, Mr. Li only glanced at it, and said lightly: "It's not good, today's students will draw East and West, and they don't express any content at all." The teachers who followed behind were overjoyed: "Sure enough, it's Mr. Li, in a word, I'll just say, this kind of thing can also be hung in the exhibition hall, it's really substandard!" "Mr. Li is a celebrity today, can he still be fake? I'm going to ask the organizer to take down this garbage." ”

Sun Pinghai also followed, suffering from the conclusion made by authoritative figures and unable to distinguish, his face wrinkled like a bitter melon.

Su Bingyun's face turned red and white, and he said angrily: "How can he easily evaluate it if he hasn't taken it seriously, my students won't be bad." ”

Liao Xuebing said: "Don't worry, I'll help you talk about it." Just as I was about to squeeze over, I couldn't help but be surprised and delighted to see that Mr. Li, an authoritative person, seemed to have seen it somewhere.

A group of people commented on a few more paintings, and finally walked up to "Autumn Gone with the Wind". Zeng Jiangshan was afraid that he would say that he was good, but the authority person would think it was bad, but he would be embarrassed. smiled: "Mr. Li, come and see." ”

Mr. Li was about to speak, when Liao Xuebing squeezed into the crowd and patted him on the shoulder and shouted, "Brother Qingyuan, don't come to harm, right?"

The teachers were extremely dissatisfied, and then they were shocked, where did they dare to be arrogant and arrogant with Mr. Li Qingyuan, a famous calligrapher and painter in our city?

This authoritative person who doesn't care about any painting and has a very high vision is Li Yuzhong's father, Li Qingyuan, as soon as he turned around, his serious face suddenly relaxed, and said with a smile: "Ah, Mr. Liao, you are also here, this is great, how you come to evaluate this painting, I have a little doubt in my heart that it is unpredictable." ”

Many teachers exclaimed in a low voice, he was the teacher of Li Qing, a great calligrapher who moved the south?

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