Hearing the sound and turning his head, Liu Meng saw the owner of the voice, a long-haired beauty with a classical beauty. This beautiful woman looked serious, obviously the question just now was very serious.

Although Liu Meng really thinks that other works are not good, he is not stupid enough to show it easily - if the beautiful woman in front of him is the author of one of the Chinese paintings, it will offend people.

Liu Meng is not afraid of offending people, but he is also not willing to offend people for no reason.

"Nope. These works can enter the top ten, which is naturally very good. Liu Meng smiled and said.

The beauty also smiled slightly when she heard this, and said: "These Chinese paintings are really good, but compared to this one, they don't look very good." ”

As she spoke, the beauty stretched out her hand and pointed to the far left, pointing to the picture of the lotus pond on a rainy day by Liu Meng, the first on the left.

Being praised like this by a beautiful woman in person, Liu Meng was really embarrassed, but this is not the end.

The beauty continued: "I know you shook your head just now, but you just think that these Chinese paintings are not good. However, you can't shake your head at Liu Meng's work. Seeing that you are the same age as me, you may not be able to appreciate Liu Meng's work. I can tell you that his picture of a lotus pond on a rainy day is more than a line higher than other works. ”

Hearing the beauty's words, Liu Meng felt speechless, and thought: Could it be that he met his fans?

Thinking that this beauty was very interesting, Liu Meng did not rush to reveal his identity, but asked with a smile: "We are of the same age, I can't appreciate this painting, how can you appreciate it?" ”

"I'm an art major, and I've studied the appreciation of Chinese painting." Zhu Qian explained.

Originally, Zhu Qi would not have said so much to a strange man, but when he saw the man in front of him admiring these Chinese paintings, a stinky fart that "can't get into my eyes", he was unhappy and couldn't help but defend a few words.

But speaking of which, there aren't many young people who can come here this year. The one who can make Zhu Qi look more pleasing to the eye is probably the person in front of him.

After speaking, seeing that the person in front of him was still staring at him with a strange expression, Zhu Qian felt very unnatural, so he said, "I won't tell you, I'll go find Liu Meng." ”

"Do you know Liu Meng?" Liu Meng couldn't help but ask strangely.

Zhu Qi smiled: "Of course, an old man with some talent and conceit." ”

Liu Meng was dumbfounded when he heard this, and there was only one sentence in his mind - I am an old man?

It's only 26 years old, okay!

Just when Liu Meng was in a daze, Zhu Qi walked in other directions, and it seemed. is obviously looking for the old man Liu Meng she said.

After coming back to his senses, Liu Meng felt that he had to make Zhu Qi deeply realize his mistakes. So he followed and said, "Beauty, in fact, I admire that Liu Meng a lot, why don't we look for it together?" ”

Zhu Qi glanced at the people around him, and said a little dejectedly: "What are you looking for, there are only hundreds of people in the hall, I have finished reading them." It's not like him at all, maybe he won't come out until the awards ceremony starts. ”

Liu Meng said: "I think the time for this award ceremony is coming soon, so let's just wait for a while." ”

Zhu Qi was about to say, "Why should I be with you", when she heard a staff member shouting: "The award ceremony will start soon." Please calm down, and now I invite the president of the Chinese Calligraphy Association, the president of the Chinese Painting Association, and Mr. Zhang Xingzhi to the stage. Announce the winners of this contest and present awards to the winners! ”

Four or five hundred people is not much compared to this hall. So there were no seats, everyone was standing. And the so-called podium is only in front of a row of tables and chairs.

When the staff announced, the hall fell silent, and a few people sitting on the chairs in that row stood up, obviously the two presidents and Zhang Xingzhi mentioned by the staff.

The president of the Calligraphy Association said: "Because there is only one winner in the calligraphy group this time, Mr. Liu Meng, I will ask Mr. Liu Meng to come to the stage to receive the award!" ”

As soon as the president of the Calligraphy Association said this, many people in the hall immediately searched around—because the works on display had torn off the author's information attached to the back, and many people did not know Liu Meng's identity information.

Zhu Qi was also looking around, and she couldn't wait to know what Liu Meng was like.

And at this moment, she noticed that the man next to her actually walked forward.

Although the two had just met, she couldn't help but whisper a reminder: "Hey, now everyone is waiting for Liu Meng to come to power, don't move." ”

Hearing this, Liu Meng almost didn't fall - a woman's preconceived subjective consciousness is really terrible, and at this time, he hasn't even been associated with the name Liu Meng.

Ignoring Zhu Qi's whispered reminder, Liu Meng continued to stride forward, which immediately attracted the attention of the entire hall.

Seeing Liu Meng line up and walk towards the podium, the people around him couldn't help but whisper.

"This person can't be Liu Meng, right? Too young! ”

"Maybe Liu Meng has something to do and asked his students to come over to receive the award on his behalf."

"I have seen all three of Liu Meng's works, and it is impossible for them to come from such a young person!"

“”

In the whispering of everyone, Liu Meng walked in front of the three people who were the hosts.

The three of them all stared at Liu Meng with strange eyes, but it was Zhang Xingzhi who opened his mouth first: "Young man, you are Liu Meng?" ”

Liu Meng nodded indifferently and said, "I am." ”

As soon as Liu Meng's answer came out, the entire hall suddenly fell silent, almost everyone was dumbfounded, obviously they didn't expect that the young man in front of him was really Liu Meng, the only winner of the calligraphy group, the first talent in the Chinese painting group and the calligraphy and painting group!

Zhu Qi, who was standing in the corner of the crowd, couldn't help but cover her mouth, let out a soft cry of "ah", and her mind was in chaos - he was Liu Meng? Shouldn't Liu Meng be an old man? How can you be so young, tall and handsome?

Zhang Xingzhi and the two presidents, as well as the other judges, did not show any special expressions because they had already read Liu Meng's information.

Zhang Xingzhi pointed to the table behind him and said, "There are four treasures of the study room on it, you can go over and write a static character." ”

Liu Meng knew that this was a necessary process to verify whether the work was made by himself, so he did not hesitate, stepped forward to debug the ink, and wrote a big "quiet" character on the rice paper.

Seeing the word "quiet", several judges next to him suddenly stopped breathing, and Zhang Xingzhi's eyes lit up, and he applauded and shouted: "Okay!" What a expressive 'quiet' word! ”

No doubt. Zhang Xingzhi's praise is an acknowledgment of Liu Meng.

The young man in front of him is indeed qualified to be the only one selected by the calligraphy group.

The people below were still in shock, but the award ceremony was not suspended, and the president of the Calligraphy Association continued to say: "Now I announce the list of the top ten winners of the calligraphy and painting group, the first place Liu Meng, the second place Fan Nanchuan, and the third place"

The other nine winners of the calligraphy and painting group came to the stage one after another, and under the guidance of the staff, they were all ranked on Liu Meng's left hand side.

Then the president of the Chinese Painting Association stood up and said: "Next, I will announce the list of the top ten winners of the Chinese Painting Group. 1st place Liu Meng, 2nd place Ruan Jiangyu, 3rd place

The other nine winners of the Chinese painting group also stepped forward one after another, and under the guidance of the staff, they were all lined up on Liu Meng's right hand.

At this moment, everyone can see that the organizing committee of the competition attaches great importance to Liu Meng.

But think about it - at such a young age, he has made such high achievements in calligraphy and Chinese painting, and he will definitely be a master of Chinese culture with both calligraphy and painting in the future, and even become a national treasure like Zhang Xingzhi.

Such a character. In the future, it is also possible that "a word is worth a thousand gold, and a painting is worth a fortune".

Then there was the old way of the awards ceremony, where the guests presented the awards to the winners once, and then the winners gave speeches. Finally, the award presenters will summarize, and so on.

Nearly an hour later, the entire award ceremony was officially over, and at the same time, the beginning of the calligraphy and painting exchange conference was announced.

In the exchange conference. Everyone can move around at will, and Liu Meng was surrounded without surprise. He can't break through yet, because the people who surround him are not ordinary people. Rather, it is the masters of calligraphy and Chinese painting who act as judges.

Out of respect for these old people, Liu Meng did not perfunctory, but communicated with his heart. This exchange not only benefited Liu Meng himself, but also made those masters sigh - Liu Meng's calligraphy and Chinese painting are indeed at the master level, if you have to say anything worse, it is fire.

There were also several reporters who came in to interview and shoot with the permission of the organizing committee, and when they saw the scene of Liu Meng being surrounded, they immediately clicked crazy shooting.

Liu Meng felt that from the moment he accepted the award, it seemed that every flash of light was aimed at him. This made him smile slightly—this time, it was hard not to be famous.

Near noon, the National Calligraphy and Painting Exchange Conference finally ended, and Liu Meng was able to get out of the crowd.

Fortunately, the people who participated in the exchange conference were all "literati and ink writers", otherwise it would not be easy for him to leave.

When he walked out of the main hall, Liu Meng saw Zhu Qi standing at the door of the main hall waiting for something, so he walked up to Zhu Qi with a smile and said, "Beauty, I'm younger than you think, right?" ”

Seeing Liu Meng coming over and talking to him, Zhu Qi's body stiffened, her pink cheeks couldn't help but dye a touch of crimson, and she stammered a little: "I'm sorry before, I didn't know you were Liu Meng, and I didn't expect you to be so young." ”

"It's okay." Liu Meng smiled heartily, "We also met here, but haven't asked for the name of the beautie?" ”

Zhu Qi's face turned even redder, and he twisted it a little and said: "My name is Zhu Qi, my mobile phone number is 13371382138, and the QQ number is"

Speaking of this, Zhu Qi paused suddenly, bit her teeth, and turned her head with a flushed face - babbling, people just asked for names, how did I tell all the mobile phone numbers?

Liu Meng was also very surprised, thinking that this beauty was really interesting, and immediately smiled: "The mobile phone number 13371382138, I remember it." ”

After speaking, he left in style.

Zhu Qi looked at Liu Meng's back, couldn't help but stomp his feet again and again, and muttered in a low voice: "Zhu Qi, Zhu Qi, Zhu Qi, you are also a school flower, why did you suddenly become a nymphomaniac today?" ”

[The first update of the guarantee arrives.] (To be continued......)