"Good...... Good. ”

The hostess saw that Li Mengqi had completely forgotten about this stubble, so she could only follow her and speak, "In that case, Senior Sister Mengqi can call a seat number casually, let's see who will be the lucky one." ”

"Hmmm......"

Li Mengqi pretended to groan for a while and said, "0222, 0 and 2 are my lucky numbers." ”

"Okay~ Then please put our lights on the guest 0222, you will be the special one today~" The hostess said freely.

No surprises.

No matter how the light is swept away, it will end up falling on Ren Huai.

It's just that when his figure is projected on the big screen, it still can't help but cause a burst of discussion.

Some talk about envy, some talk about coaxing, and some talk about surprise.

Among them, the biggest reaction belonged to those classmates who sat in the same row as Ren Huai.

"Ren Huai? This shit ...... lucky."

"Haha, this can be regarded as leaving the painting in our class."

"It's a pity it's not me...... Why don't you buy the painting later? ”

"But he knows how to draw."

The last sentence was said by Ma Zhehan, his eyes showed disdain, and he said: "What is his background, we still don't know?" If you don't know three questions, won't you be ashamed? ”

After all, I heard the host say that Senior Sister Mengqi originally wanted to find someone who knew the goods to discuss the paintings with her.

As a student of the Department of Finance, Ren Huai is still from a poor family, how can he know how to paint.

This is different from a marathon, the marathon only tests endurance, in the eyes of Ma Zhehan, even if Ren Huai is like a donkey, he can run unexpectedly.

But there is nothing unusual, because endurance can be exercised, and the threshold is surprisingly low.

As long as you are a human with sound legs, you can run.

Painting is different, if you want to make achievements in this area, and even be able to discuss with Sister Mengqi, you undoubtedly don't need perennial artistic edification, as well as abundant talent and interest.

is basically equivalent to a game of a wealthy family, even if it is the investment of resources required to get started, it will not be Ren Huai's background that can bear it.

Ma Zhehan's voice was not loud, but he did not deliberately suppress it.

So Ren Huai actually heard it vaguely, not only him, but also Li Mengqi and others on the stage, who also heard a few words.

But because of the scene, of course, it was just when I didn't hear it.

The male host said with a smile: "Congratulations, friend of seat 0222, you are the chosen son of this second!" ”

The hostess answered: "Now, can you please describe your feelings in one sentence~"

And Ren Huai, who really didn't expect that he could be so coincidental, he called himself.

Don't just happen that the second row is close to the stage, and people see that they are about to fall asleep, so they deliberately call their seat number.

When Li Mengqi said that she was going to call the number just now, Yue Jingwen was already prepared, and after keenly sensing the eldest lady's intentions, she shook Ren Huai awake and briefly described the current situation.

So at this moment, although Ren Huai is still a little sleepy, he doesn't know the situation.

Hearing the host's question, Ren Huai stood up slowly, and the staff under the stage immediately handed him the microphone.

"Ah, well, this...... All in all, I was very excited, it felt like I was hit by the jackpot, like a dream. ”

Ren Huai pretended to have won the lucky prize.

But in the eyes of Li Mengqi and the host, they couldn't help but complain secretly in their hearts.

Your state looks like a dream, it is indeed the same, and it is even a little sleepy-eyed.

But there's a little excitement here!

Isn't this a lie?

However, in line with professionalism, the hostess still said with a smile: "Come, as the lucky one hand-picked by Senior Sister Mengqi, this classmate, tell me if you have any special feelings about this painting of Senior Sister Mengqi." ”

"Hehe, if he can name a name, then there will be a ghost."

Or Ma Zhehan.

It's still not too big or too small, and the volume is not covered up in the slightest.

It may not be true to hear it on stage, but Ren Huai in the audience still clearly listens to the content in his ears.

He glanced at Ma Zhehan slightly, thinking to himself if there was something wrong with this guy?

Or is the eye of the heart as big as the eye of a needle?

Could it be that the last time he argued with him in front of Ye Feng, he remembered it for so long?

"Very good, I can see that Senior Sister Mengqi really has the basic qualities to become an artist."

Ren Huai held the microphone with one hand, and with the other hand, he aimed at the painting on the stage in the air, depicting:

"The whole painting is very well placed in terms of light and shadow treatment and grasp of structure.

Especially in the background, the 'Xueya Corridor' of Nanxuan University, the thick texture painted by the palette knife, the students painted under the corridor with fuzzy imagery, the vigorous and youthful atmosphere, set off vividly.

Presumably, this kind of detail processing and delicacy alone is incomparable to many students in the art department.

Sister Mengqi is worthy of the title of all-rounder, at first glance this painting only feels beautiful, and then at a glance, you can taste the hard work you have poured into it.

The details see people's hearts, presumably Nanxuan University, in your heart, just like this painting shows, thick and youthful vitality. ”

Ren Huai's words were conclusive, his voice was clear, and he was not timid.

Sounds like that.

But only he knew that what he said just now was all racked by himself and piled up with a little knowledge of painting.

He's just a finance student, and his physical strength has really gotten better recently, but when it comes to art cells, he really doesn't have a few.

The little knowledge of painting was only written down by accident when I was working in a gallery during my summer job in middle school and listening to the boss talking to customers.

It may be possible to fool ordinary people, but if you continue to talk about it, you will be exposed.

But seeing that he is so confident, and his palms are still careful, he is making a gesture to the painting in the air, including Li Mengqi, he will not feel that he is just playing indiscriminately.

Because as I just mentioned, the treatment on the "Career Corridor" really conforms to the detailed structure of this oil painting.

Li Mengqi's eyes lit up, so she took the initiative to pick up the microphone and asked, "So classmate, what do you think of this painting in the treatment of 3D light and shadow?" ”

"En......"

Ren Huai pretended to be silent for a while, but in fact, he quickly searched for his little knowledge of painting, and organized the language:

"The layer-by-layer stacking and color matching of the impasto method make the first impression of the whole painting not only stay on the flat surface, but also produce a strong texture and texture when viewed closely.

It can be said that Senior Sister Mengqi's grasp of the sense of 3D is really amazing, and it can be seen that while the tone of the new school of romanticism is revealed, it also vaguely retains the rigor and delicacy of the classical school.

This is also Pavlogins's usual way of dealing with it, and who says you can't have it both ways?

As long as the balance is good enough, it can still retain the unrestrained beauty and rigorous details at the same time.

Maybe...... Sister Mengqi also borrowed from the master's treatment method and the control of the paint ratio of the painting. ”

Li Mengqi was silent for a while when she heard this.

She glanced at Ren Huai, and then secretly glanced at Ma Zhehan and the others who were already dumbfounded.

After thinking about it, he smiled like a flower and exclaimed: "That's right, classmate, you really have a vision, maybe we really have the potential to become bosom friends, this painting from composition to painting techniques, is indeed as you said, there is the shadow of Master Pavlogins." ”

“……”

As soon as she said this, she said.

not only made Ma Zhehan and others silent.

Ren Huai himself was silent.

I didn't know how to answer for a while.

I had to bow my head and bow my head, pretending to be deep, and my palms that scolded Fang Xuan were frozen in the air.

Because......

Ren Huai didn't know who Pavlokins was at all.

For the sake of the mouth hi.

He is now making up.