Yao Hong was in a hurry and didn't know what to do, when he heard the audience and friends suddenly laughing. He didn't know what the audience was laughing at, and he looked up at the audience. Then continue drawing.

"Master Yao, time is running out, you have to hurry up and paint!"

Wang Wei looked at Yao Hong's wolf appearance, and felt funny in her heart, but she couldn't help but laugh, she just wanted Yao Hong to finish painting quickly, don't be embarrassed on this, she feels ashamed of this old guy.

Fan Wen naturally also saw it in his eyes, he looked at Yao Hong, then at Wang Wei, and then shook his head and smiled, obviously for Yao Hong's style, he also felt very helpless as a painting master, and when he met such a player, he was also convinced.

"Okay, I'll draw, I'll draw, and I'll be done in a while. ”

Yao Hong saw that there were less than ten minutes left, and he hadn't even painted a peony flower, so he was naturally very anxious.

He looked at Xu Hong next to him who had already finished painting, and was admiring his work there!

"Damn, it seems that I lost this time, Xu Hong really has two strokes, he painted it so quickly, and the painting is still very good. ”

There is a distance of one meter between Yao Hong's painting table and Xu Hong's painting table, and he can clearly see the freehand peony flowers that Xu Hong has already painted.

"This kid really lives up to his reputation, and he really has real skills. Yao Hong saw that Xu Hong had finished painting, and he felt nervous in his heart.

"Master Yao, what's wrong, I don't know how to draw, come, I've already drawn it, do you want to learn from it." ”

Although painting is not like doing a math problem, it is not something that ordinary people can master to draw a picture well and conceive the whole picture.

Yao Hong is a fake painter who has never painted before. Giving him a blank piece of paper now is undoubtedly a great test for him, in the face of a blank paper, he doesn't know what to do, he really can't start.

Just now he just painted a flower, and this flower alone is very ugly, which makes people feel that he has never painted before, and it can be said that he has no basis for painting.

Yao Hong casually looked at Xu Hong's painting, and then roughly painted a peony flower as if he was copying homework. It's just that his drawings are so ugly that they are almost the same as those drawn by elementary school students.

Xu Hong looked at Yao Hong's wolf bèi, and the oil paint on his face, and he also felt blushing for this old guy in his heart, a great painter who has always been high in people's hearts, today he actually made a fool of himself in public, making the wolf bèi unbearable, which really makes people feel a little sympathetic to this old guy.

"Alright, the time is up. ”

When Fan Wen's time to watch for an hour was up, he asked Yao Hong to stop writing and stop him from scribbling.

Yao Hong had to put down the brush, but the sweat on his forehead was already flowing down like a waterfall.

"Fan Lao, I-I'm in a bit of a hurry, can I go to the bathroom first!"

I don't know if Yao Hong is really in a hurry, or pretending, anyway, he looks miserable.

"Yes, you can go quickly! We'll wait for you later. ”

Fan Wen saw that Yao Hong and himself were both elderly people of about the same age, so he naturally would not refuse to agree to such an urgent matter.

"Thank you!"

As soon as Yao Hong heard this, as if he had been amnestied, he immediately trotted down from the ring, and ran out of the studio in a puff of smoke under the ridicule of everyone.

The time for painting is over, but how the two of them are drawing, they have to hang the paintings on a booth together, and after showing them to everyone, Fan Wen will make the final judgment.

Now Xu Hong's and Yao Hong's paintings are on the table.

The audience can't see it. After all, the ring is a lot taller than the seats below. If you don't hang the painting, the viewer below won't see it.

It's just that the referees and hosts standing in the ring naturally saw it very clearly.

"Host, why don't you pick two players of equal strength when you hold this painting competition, how can you find two players with such a big difference in strength.

The old comrade named Yao Hong just now didn't know how to paint at all! And the young man in front of him seemed to be a master of painting. I really don't know how you could let these two people with very different skills compete together, and what is the point of that. ”

Fan Wen always felt strange, and he also thought that since it was a ring match, the strength of the two players must be about the same. This is also the general principle of any competition, just like some sports competitions, the final is definitely the master.

At that time, when the TV station approached him and asked him to be a referee, he was still a little embarrassed! Because painting works of art are not like any other commodity, whether they are good or bad, you can do some relevant tests, and you can get some hard numbers.

The quality of a work of art is generally judged by the eye of the appraiser. It's all about human feelings.

For works with great disparities in artistic standards, it is natural to judge. But for works of similar artistic standards, how do you judge who is good and who is bad, this is a difficult thing.

Fan Wen thought that when the time comes, if he is faced with two works of similar artistic standards, how can he judge who is superior and who is inferior. No matter who doesn't paint well, it will offend people and make them unhappy.

But the people of the TV station repeatedly pleaded with him, and said that for the sake of a fair period, they could only find him, and no one was more suitable than him.

Fan Wen listened, so he had to agree to come over and be this special referee!

But the result of this game was completely unexpected. Because of these two works, it is really too good to judge. The artistic level of a work is in the sky, and the artistic level of a work is on the earth.

Don't say that he is a master of painting, even every audience present, as long as they take a look at Yao Hong's Xu Hong's paintings, they can distinguish who is superior and who is inferior.

Now that these two players are competing, it is simply redundant to invite him, a master of painting, to be a referee, and he doesn't need to 'referee' anything at all. As long as you hang two works on the booth and let the audience see them, you can make a good evaluation.

"Fan Lao, I-we didn't know that the artistic level of the two of them would be so different. Yao Hong is a great painter, which is unknown to no one in the art world of Tiannan City. Except for those ordinary people, there are also people who have no interest in art, as long as they are educated, almost everyone knows Master Yao.

Master Yao, he has also held several art exhibitions, the paintings are all superb, how can we think that he is a fake painter, this has been more than ten years, he has always been an art master, no one has ever doubted him.

Another point is also very important, Master Yao is also the president of the Tiannan Artists Association, you say, how dare we suspect that people are fake painters with such an identity.

If it weren't for the emergence of another painting genius in Tiannan City, we might have always thought that Master Yao Hong was a great painter.

Even so, if it weren't for the fact that the two of them were fighting back and forth, and in the end they both scolded each other for being fake painters, and they had to compete in person, so we arranged this unique painting competition.

If it weren't for this, we would have always felt that Yao Hong was a great painter, and who would dare to doubt him, he would be the authority of our Tiannan art world!

In addition to these, Master Yao has a more special identity, he is also the younger brother of our deputy mayor Yao of Tiannan City. You say, people have so many special identities, who of us dares to suspect that they are fake painters.

This time, the two of them were going to compete in person, and the two of them took the initiative to bring it up, and it was not for us to compete. This qiē has little to do with our TV station, it is just the result of a fight between the two of them. ”

Wang Wei saw that Fan Wen was a little unhappy about letting him be the referee, and felt that the difference in strength between Yao Hong and Xu Hong was too great. So I explained it to him in detail.

"Oh, I see! Then when Yao Hong comes back in a while, I'll talk about him properly. I hate this kind of 'imposter artist' in the art world the most in my life. They are all scum of the art world. It is they who have ruined the image of artists and made the common people think that we artists are all flashy guys chasing fame and fortune. ”

Fan Wen listened to Wang Wei's words, and immediately hated Yao Hong to the core. I feel that this person is really bad, he is simply the scum of the art world, a big liar, such a person, he should be brought to justice.

"Okay, let's wait a little longer, Yao Hong may be back soon. Let's let him be embarrassed again! Such a big liar will have to make him ugly. ”

Wang Wei now knows that Yao Hong is a fake painter, and she is also angry! Because she has always regarded Yao Hong as a real great painter, and has always admired him very much! Now it turned out that he couldn't paint at all, and this didn't make Wang Wei very angry.

Xu Hong is now just standing quietly in front of his painting table, he looks at his paintings, and feels that the painting is okay, this freehand peony can be regarded as the graceful and luxurious expression of the peony flower to the fullest.

Looking at Yao Hong's works again, it really makes him a little unbearable to look at. Can it still be called a work? It can only be called a 'waste product'.

In Yao Hong's paintings, there are just some colorful colors. I couldn't see that it was a flower, it was a leaf. If you don't look closely, it looks like a piece of paint paper!

"Yao Hong, Yao Hong, you also have today, look at how you are embarrassed in front of the audience today!" Looking at Yao Hong's works, Xu Hong's heart blossomed.

More than ten minutes have passed.

But I still didn't see Yao Hong's shadow.

At this point, everyone felt that something was wrong.

"Host, why hasn't Yao Hong come back yet, didn't he say to go to the bathroom!" Fan Wen also felt that something was wrong. How can it take so long to go to the bathroom!

"I-I don't know, let's wait a little longer!"

Wang Wei also felt strange, but since Master Yao said that he would go to the bathroom, then everyone should continue to wait!

"Sister Wang, I'm afraid Yao Hong won't come back!" Xu Hong suddenly realized that Yao Hong might have taken the opportunity to run away, and he didn't want to be embarrassed here.

"No, they are masters of art, how can they say goodbye without saying goodbye!" Wang Wei also thought that a big man like Yao Hong would not do such an impolite thing.

"Sister Wang, it depends on what time it is, now that Yao Hong is a lost dog, you still expect him to be very polite! I think he has already become a 'deserter'. ”

Xu Hong saw that nearly twenty minutes had passed, and there was still no shadow of Yao Hong, I don't understand, is this old guy going to be a 'deserter'!

"That's right! I asked someone to take a look. Master Yao, it shouldn't be such a person!"

After Wang Wei finished speaking, she called a staff member, who was the young man who took the drawing paper in the material room next to the studio before.

Wang Wei said a few words to him, and the young man walked out of the studio quickly.

A few minutes later, he was back again.

"Sister Wang! There is no one in the bathroom at all, and Yao Hong is gone. The young man came to the ring and whispered a few words in front of Wang Wei.

"How can this be, this Yao Hong, it's really bad, he actually gave us a temporary escape. ”

As soon as Wang Wei heard this young man's words, she couldn't help but scold Yao Hong.

"Yao Hong, this bastard, actually ran away, this scum, it really makes me ashamed of him!" As soon as Fan Wen heard Wang Wei's words, he was also angry.

"Hehe! When Xu Hong heard Wang Wei's words, he also whispered in agreement.

"Fan Lao, regardless of him, let's go ahead with the plan! Hang up their works first, let everyone see how these two works are drawn!"

Wang Wei thought, no matter whether he Yao Hong is present or not, their show is broadcast live, how to act, how to act.

"It's okay, now it's Yao Hong's work, it's his face, so that everyone can see the ugly face of this old thing!"

Fan Wen saw that although Yao Hong had run away, he had not taken away his paintings, and his graffiti works were still on the painting table!

After Fan Wen finished speaking, he walked to Xu Hong's painting table with Wang Wei and hung his works on the booth next to him.

When everyone watched Xu Hong's works, it was naturally applauded.

"Okay, Master Xu's work is really good. Bang Bang Bang Bang

As soon as Xu Hong's work was hung up, there was a lot of applause below.

But when Wang Wei and Fan Wen hung up Yao Hong's works together, there was a silence below, and everyone seemed to still be a little unconvinced of their eyes, such a picture was like a primary school student's graffiti, it would be the work of Master Yao, how could this be possible, a well-known painter could paint like this. (To be continued.) )