Ask members to click and recommend votes, let's rush to the home page with two thousand data, help vote if you have a ticket, and click on the login member number without a ticket, thank you! ------------------------------------------------- Xiaozhang hung up the phone and called out to Fang Yi, "Professor Ouyang is here, and he will be there soon." ”

Regarding Professor Ouyang, Wang Tian and Fang Chenggong also knew that in the previous painting competitions, Professor Ouyang would be a judge in the final every time.

Wang Tian still remembers Professor Ouyang's comment on his short eight words last year: the future is terrifying and the future is immeasurable.

It is these eight words that make Wang Tian become a well-known painter in the circle of painting in school, including some art classes, and the students who study art professionally have not received the comments of Professor Ouyang, so they naturally have a little envy of Wang Tian.

Fang Yi specially called Professor Ouyang over to judge today, which was also a plan to kill two birds with one stone, and he won Wang Tianyi to build momentum for the competition, which was enough to deter some contestants and scare off some timid ones. Second, Professor Ouyang gave Wang Tian such a high evaluation, and he won Wang Tian, which is equivalent to saying that those evaluations are also used by himself, and he is better.

In fact, if it weren't for Professor Ouyang's high evaluation, Fang Yi would have no time to challenge an amateur painting contestant.

I was born in a professional class, which is tantamount to slapping myself in the face.

Professor Ouyang is in his fifties this year, with a thin figure, a faded but clean shirt, and a plain pair of pants, looking very low-key and introverted.

Walking into the classroom, the students spontaneously burst into warm applause, "Professor Ouyang is here, welcome." ”

Professor Ouyang's kind smile has his unique contagious power, and before Professor Ouyang speaks, the classroom is full of joy.

Fang Yi would stand up and hurriedly greet his teacher, and Wang Tian also greeted Professor Ouyang from afar.

Professor Ouyang patted Fang Yi on the shoulder, nodded, and made a very unexpected opening remark, "Fang Yi, you kid is not small, you dare to challenge the runner-up of our school's painting competition." ”

Fang Yi knew Professor Ouyang's character, he was encouraging other people's children first, "Teacher, I personally also appreciate Wang Tian's talent, and I have always wanted to learn from him, but I don't have an opportunity today, so I communicated in private." I've brought you all the way here, thank you. ”

"How do I think you don't look like you're communicating in private, so many classmates, you kid don't know how to keep a low profile."

Professor Ouyang scolded lightly, but still paced a few steps forward, "What about the works of the two of you, I'll show them to you." ”

"Yes, it's good to come."

Fang Yi looked at Wang Tianyi, and Wang Tian took the painting on his desktop.

Both paintings were in the hands of Professor Ouyang.

The students hadn't seen these two paintings yet, and even the models of the parties didn't see what they were painted like, which made everyone very excited.

"Professor Ouyang, who's good, will you give us a look first?"

Professor Ouyang hadn't put on his glasses yet, and saw that several classmates were rushing over to look at the painting, so he simply pushed the painting out and gave everyone a picture.

The one that came out first was Fang Yi's.

The sexy eyes of the woman in the painting contain a sparkling light like the sea, and the provocative gaze, coupled with the wide open neckline and the spring light of the flesh, suddenly made the otaku impulsive.

The most important painting is that the woman in the painting is lifelike, very similar to the woman standing not far away at this time.

When the girl looked at this painting, she felt why she was so sassy. Is there really a shortage of men?

"Okay, this painting is too similar, it feels so good."

"You don't have to look at the next one, it must be better."

Not only did the classmates think so, but even the model in the other painting felt that this one was full enough, and the model's expression was also delicate, undisguised, and even, from her fiery and eager eyes, she could feel a fire burning in the woman's chest.

Or, the little girl's spring heart has already rippled like a swing.

"Are you in a hurry, this one is okay, but if you don't look at the next one, how do you know that there is no better one? Professor Ouyang, let's take a look at the next one. ”

Professor Ouyang didn't seem to hear Fang Chenggong's request at all, and his eyes stayed on the other painting with his glasses on. The other hand that pushed it out had long forgotten that it was showing a painting.

"Professor Ouyang... Professor Ouyang. ”

Everyone didn't know what happened to Professor Ouyang, and they didn't seem to be able to get out of that painting, but they didn't wake up Professor Ouyang when they heard it.

Fang Yi's face also showed a hint of distraction.

It couldn't be that the kid's paintings that attracted Professor Ouyang.

"Professor Ouyang."

Fang Yi increased the decibels, and this voice was poured along with the voices of several other students, and Professor Ouyang came back to his senses.

Seeing that one of his hands was still pushing outside, Professor Ouyang hurriedly took back the painting.

"Professor Ouyang, show us another painting."

"Ah, yes, another painting." Professor Ouyang is usually in a happy spirit, and he has never had a dull gaze at the moment, as if his eyes are still involved in another world, but he has not come out of there.

Push this one out of the picture. All the students looked at each other in unison.

Hey!

The first word in the whole classroom is huh.

The girl was obviously sitting just now, and she was sitting there quietly for a long time, but... But how is the woman in Wang Tian's painting standing?

She tilted her head, pulled the hem of her skirt with one small hand, her face was a sweet smile to the bone, and her eyes were innocent, like the little sister next door, like her first love...

What's more, she is going to dance in the next second, although the picture is still, but you can feel the next second, and in the next second she is going to spin.

This....

Everyone forgot that the woman in this painting was standing not far away, but thought of the girl who poured out of her, her first love, and her youth.

Fang Yi shook his head, Fang Yi opened his mouth wide, showing his disbelief.

This, this is no longer the level that a college student can show, this should be a teacher, no, even a master's ability to paint.

No wonder Professor Ouyang has been obsessed with it for a long time, this painting, anyone will have an emotional outpouring of emotions, and they can't help but think of that girl and that first love many years ago.

"It's amazing, it's perfect."

Fang Chenggong slapped his palms and smiled, and the first applause rang out, and in the classroom, seven or eight pairs, no, seventy or eighty pairs of small hands slapped at the same time.

It's all over the mouth, it's amazing, it's perfect, it's absolutely, it's got to be the winner of today's race.

Professor Ouyang finished looking at another painting, and the painting made by Fang Yi was actually very good, showing that it was like his lover, with flaming red lips.