Chapter 82: The introductory assessment is not simple

The second one I took out of the scroll was my own work, and before it was fully opened, only a corner was exposed, and someone exclaimed, "It's yellow, yellow, double yellow." ”

One person started and everyone followed, these are not the ones I invited, I don't know much, it seems that those people who think I am very powerful and want to do my album in order to please me invited the battle, their voices overwhelmed me: "No, this is the autumn leaves I painted, the autumn dead leaves are yellow, no problem!" ”

I didn't bother to explain, so I spread it out and showed them, and the bright green in the upper right corner calmed them down a little.

"Why is it green? At least it should be black! ”

"yes, it can't be a mismarker, right?" A few excited people rushed to come over to see the painting, and they looked at all four corners, as if they were going to eat the painting.

"The yellow ones are all leaves." My words made them die.

"Did she draw it so simply? The limit is forty percent, don't end up with a double yolk egg, that's a big joke. ”

"Yes, yes, according to the theory of painting, it doesn't have much advantage."

There are also those who are still full of confidence in me, and they urgently want me to use my self-deeds to convince them: "It's just an entrance test, our Aru girl will be Jintian in the future, you should be careful when you speak." ”

"Don't look at the masters, you won't even be able to enter the door when the time comes!"

"What do you know? Miss Aru can draw ducks from mandarin ducks with her bare hands, go back and ask your painter to see how many people can do it. ”

"That's right, isn't the picture of the young master Mubai painted by Miss Aru when she came to the Orange Painting Garden on the first day was also thought about by you day and night, and I don't know who licked his face to see and collect!"

"That's just the person in the painting, how can Young Master Mu Bai be compared to everyone!"

They chirped and quarreled for a while, and the third one was spread out by myself, and there was an uproar when it was spread.

"Oh my God, what did she paint all this?"

This is the only one that provokes them to look at the painting first instead of paying attention to the color logo in the upper right corner, and of course they have to look at it for the second time.

"How dare she show such a filthy painting in front of people?" Someone muttered.

"That's right, I didn't think her mind was so dirty."

"What kind of place is the Orange Painting Garden, how can it accommodate such a person."

"How can such a person be called a painter, it is simply an insult to our painters."

"Look, there's nothing in the upper right corner."

"yes, it's been a long time since there has been a person with no logo in the upper right corner."

"That's right, this time it was Mr. Zhang who was in charge, Mr. Zhang is such a benevolent person, I have never seen him paint anyone without a mark!"

It was cool, and the expressions of those who had just stood up for me and pursued me were more painful than mine, and the more I maintained it before, the more I hated it now, and I fell to the bottom all of a sudden and became the target of everyone. Actually, I really disappointed them, I thought it was a Jin Tian, but I didn't want to be a beginner, but I didn't say how good I was!

I calmly went to look at the works that had been assessed in a scolding, in comparison, I was still convinced, at least the limited work, how rich the autumn of the people is, a bumper harvest scene, there are also painting trees and chrysanthemums, at first glance it is very careful, not like I am really clumsy.

I thought about it for a long time, and I felt that part of the reason was that they held me up too highly, causing me to really think that I could do whatever I wanted.

This is the legendary slaughter!

I was already a street rat by the time I realized this, and along with the results came an eviction order, and I was kicked out. Or the owner of the garden was prescient, she probably saw everything in her eyes a long time ago, and when she came to see me that day, she reminded me!

I was so late to realize, I was raised so high when I first arrived, if I couldn't even pass the entrance assessment, let alone that the owner didn't keep me, or the owner intended to keep me, then can I still have a good life? It's nice not to be besieged to death by all that gossip.

The people who watched the hilarious jokes had not left for a long time, and I had no confidence to expel them, and no one spoke for me anymore, and the face was earned by myself.

Until Mo Qing came, she came to convey the meaning of the garden owner: "The garden owner said that she had already told Miss Aru about the previous rules... I also asked the girl to pack up her things and leave. ”

"Well, I'm willing to lose the bet, I... Leave right away. "There's nothing to pack, I came empty-handed, I came empty-handed, and those few paintings are just formalities, and I keep them in my heart, and I still have paper and pen.

All the way out, even the doorman squinted at me, and as soon as I went out, I was hit by a stone that hit me in the forehead, and I didn't see who it was. With nowhere to go, and I didn't know where I was going, I was walking down the street, and suddenly I was besieged by a group of children, who were throwing ink on me, and who were throwing things at me, and as soon as I yelled, they scattered again.

Of course, I feel very uncomfortable in my heart, where else can I go with this embarrassment? I nested in some low alley for a while, and in the evening, before I knew it, I had reached Hejian Lake, and after nightfall, there was no one here, and I only cleaned my face with the help of the lake, and the ink on my body could not be washed off.

I fell asleep wearily against the big locust tree in the corner of the lake, and dreamed of Xin Kejia at night, and he scolded me for being so unproductive, so as to embarrass them, and when I woke up, my cheeks were full of dirty tears, and people were also chaotic.

For a while, I was suddenly afraid to see people, and the face of hating people was as distorted and terrifying as the paintings in Zhou Mubai's studio.

"Go away, little beggar, don't occupy my territory." Before I could fully wake up, I was awakened by a roar.

I rubbed my eyes and stood up obediently to give way to others, and my mood was much better during the day, and I figured it out, but I really jumped into the lake!

Not once, won't there be two more chances this year? The most important thing now is that I have to think about how to support myself first, and I can't starve myself to death before I survive next month.

But I just want to be a street painter, and I don't even have any paper and paint now, so how can I open it?

Fortunately, I don't have nothing, I still have a paintbrush.

I wandered by the lake for a long time, and I saw a familiar face, the Wenqing painter, who was painting people when I went, and didn't pay much attention to me, and when he noticed me, he couldn't remember me anymore.

"Wenqing painter, it's me, I'm ...

"Who are you? If you want to paint, pay for it, and if you don't, don't bother me with business. "He didn't buy my account at all.

"I'm the girl who asked you about painting that day, the shade, the shade."

"Oh... It's you, why did the orange painting garden send you to inquire about my painting secrets, and I want to be beautiful. ”

"I'm not, I'm that, I'm not from Orange Painting Garden, and I haven't passed the entrance assessment yet."

"Oh, it's not from the Orange Painting Garden, that's also going to be examined, why are you looking for me?"

"I'm a newcomer, I don't have any relatives here, and I don't have anywhere to go now..."

"Stop, don't look for me about this, I don't care."

"I didn't let you take care of it, I just begged you for something."