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Chapter 5975 Take It If You Like It

Choose two, one is the best and the other is the worst, in fact, it also makes sense, people who have talent and learning in their minds will definitely be able to have a vision that ordinary people do not have, and they will inevitably be able to distinguish it.

"And how do you decide the winner?" asked one young man.

There is no certain standard for the level of painting, maybe what you think is a good painting is actually worthless in the eyes of others.

Jiang Yan had expected to be asked this question, and smiled like a spring breeze, and said: "Of course, there are criteria for distinguishing between victory and defeat, the treasures in the world are priceless, and the same is true for good paintings." The paintings here have a price, and in the end, they will be judged by the paintings you choose......"

Ye Wujian listened carefully for a while, and suddenly realized.

Jiang Yan's meaning is very simple, first of all, the highest price of the painting is used as the standard, and ten people are screened out, and the score is one to ten, and the other side is based on the lowest price, and ten people are also screened with a score of one to ten points.

In general, that is, the higher the price of one of the paintings you choose, and the lower the price of one pair, the higher the score of both, and the person with the highest total score will win the second level.

"Forehead ......" Lan Jing is too child's play, and it seems a little unreasonable to use the selection of paintings to distinguish the level of talent, "Madam, this seems inappropriate, and the luck component occupies a lot of it." ”

Everyone at the banquet had the same idea, in case someone was really unlucky and chose two paintings and got the highest score, but does this mean that that person's talent is better than others?

Ye Wujian didn't think so, if he tried it with real materials, how could he learn to compare with others, he would be turned into scum at any time, this at least has a bit of luck, who knows if Lao Tzu's luck is bursting today.

Jiang Yan shook her head and denied Lan Jing, and said: "If you choose hundreds of paintings, even if you choose them, you won't be so casual, at least you will take a look, beautiful things have something in common, and the selected paintings represent the art that person can see in the paintings." ”

Lan Jing was noncommittal, he knew very little about art, and he didn't know where to start if he chose it.

At this time, Jiang Yan sighed lowly, sometimes the people who have been with you for decades are very likely to not even have the same interest, which is undoubtedly a kind of sadness.

"You're the one who makes the rules for the second level, so do what you think. Lan Jing said with relief.

Qiu Tianhai instructed the waiters of the hotel to hang up the more than 300 paintings that had been moved, and the entire banquet court suddenly became a sea of famous paintings.

If there was a man who admired paintings now, he would be horrified that the paintings that appeared at the banquet were of a wide variety of styles, and some of them were paintings by famous artists.

Ye Wujian not only knows a little about paintings, but also thinks that people who are idiots will spend sky-high prices to buy a painting.

According to the comments on the Internet now, if the money was donated to children in poor mountainous areas, it would be great to use it on this kind of unknown famous painting.

Maybe there are many things in the world that can't be judged right and wrong, and what others think is good is willing to spend money, and what you think is rubbish, it is much more difficult for you to pay for it.

"It doesn't matter what kind of painting it is, I'll have to choose two paintings first, maybe I'll pick two of them if my blind cat meets a dead mouse?"

Ye Wujian stepped forward with a fluke mentality, and before he had taken a few steps, he was staggered by the crowd that swarmed up.

"Don't squeeze, I didn't see anyone. ”

"Who stepped on my foot?"

Ye Wujian looked at the dense crowd of people and rushed to the middle, "admiring" the paintings one by one, some people recognized that some paintings were famous artists, and just wanted to take them down, but they were unexpectedly grabbed by some opportunistic people first.

"Hey, what do you mean, I'm going to take a fancy to this painting first!" a man in a tuxedo cursed at the tall man standing in front of him.

The tall man took down the painting, turned his head and glared at the man in the tuxedo viciously, and said, "What's the matter, you said that you liked it first, who knows, now whoever wins first will belong to whom." ”

The tuxedo man was choked speechless, now everyone is in competition, and he can only blame himself for revealing his joyful expression, so he will be taken advantage of by others, and the tall man in front of him is much more fierce than him, in line with the idea that more is better than less, he can only swallow this evil breath and turn to find another painting.

Seeing the tuxedo man leaving indignantly, the tall man was smug, looking at the oil painting in his hand and nodding with great satisfaction.

"It seems that there are quite a few people who think the same way as me. Ye Wujian read rather speechlessly, everyone scrambled to be the first, and once they found that others liked a certain painting, they immediately rushed to grab it.

Looking at the messy scene, Ye Wujian felt a headache, he didn't want to go to the vegetable market like an aunt to grab those things that had been reduced.

Ye Wuqian thought to himself that he didn't know how to paint anyway, so there was no need to grab it from these people, so he walked in front of the paintings of the few people and looked at them, not to mention appreciating them, and he would stand for a while if he thought it was interesting.

After seven or eight minutes, Ye Wujian browsed more than a dozen paintings, all of them took a closer look, and then walked away, never wanting to reach out and take them off.

Suddenly, Ye Wujian noticed that there were several people around him following him closely, and every time he stopped, those people also stopped, and their eyes focused on the painting he was looking at.

Ye Wuqian was moved, and walked to an oil painting of a beauty bathing, the painting was very good, if you stood far away to watch, you would really mistake it for a beauty bathing.

The first thing I took a fancy to this painting, Ye Wujian was completely out of a man's psychology, after all, this painting was **.

Ye Wujian pretended to be contemplative, constantly admiring left and right, up and down, his demeanor was quite serious, otherwise people would think that he was a pervert.

"Well, yes, yes, that's it. When Ye Wujian said this, he wanted to reach out and take down the painting.

But as soon as his hand stretched out, three people suddenly appeared, and the target was the painting that Ye Wujian fancied.

The fastest man was a muscular man, and with his hands propped up, the few people who were fighting with him were pushed out of the way.

"Hmph!" the man glanced tauntingly to the left and right, then took down the painting, "You want to rob me, I don't know if you live or die." ”

The people on both sides were a little annoyed, and Ye Wujian took a fancy to the painting and grabbed it for him.

The sturdy man was satisfied with the painting, deliberately displayed it in front of Ye Wuji, and said, "Thank you, brother." ”

"No, you can take it if you like. Ye Wujian sneered, and then left lightly, not annoyed and unwilling to be robbed of the painting he fancied.