Chapter 415: A Dead Branch
Judging from Ye Xuan's performance just now, it is difficult for Han Shuang not to have a good impression of him. Right and wrong are clear and humorous, coupled with an infectious smile, subconsciously, he said that joking.
"Ye Xuan? It's a pretty domineering name, but no one in our family has that name. After speaking, Ye Xuan took the initiative to shake hands with Yan Ling and Gao Qi again, but only skimmed Huo Jing.
But he also has a reason: "Huo Jing, we already held it last year, so we won't need it this year, right?" Huo Jing rarely smiled: "If you want to, I naturally don't mind." β
"I don't mind." Saying that, Ye Xuan actually walked up to Huo Jing and actually gave her a hug......
"We've known each other for more than a year, and shaking hands is not enough to explain the deep friendship between the two of us, hugging is enough." And voila!
What is a high EQ crowd? Anyway, Gao Qi shook his head in admiration for Ye Xuan.
"Jieyu, do you want to introduce us to this ..... of yours Friend? Originally, Gao Qi wanted to talk about her fiancΓ©, but she was afraid that Jieyu would be angry, so she changed her name.
Jieyu said lightly: "What is there to introduce, the third child of the Ye family in Jizhou is a long-term partner with our family, so the relationship is a little better." β
"Gone?"
"It's gone." Huo Jing continued: "I would like to add that Senior Brother Ye was the champion of the two-state sketch competition last year and the year before that. β
"Wow! Senior Brother Ye, you are so amazing! Yan Ling was very surprised.
"It's just a name." Ye Xuan said modestly. Then, he asked Han Shuang, "You shouldn't be studying art, right?" Han Shuang was stunned: "How do you know?" Ye Xuan said proudly: "I can see from your hands, people who have been engaged in painting for a long time, their nails will be stained with painting ink, even if they wash their hands with special potions every day, they are still slightly different from ordinary people." Your nails are white and translucent, and at first glance you are not a regular painter, and I'm sure you haven't touched a paintbrush in the last half month! Han Shuang shrugged, not knowing how to respond for a while.
He came to participate in the sketch competition, but he had never touched a paintbrush in half a month, would such a frivolous attitude be a bit disrespectful to others?
"So what?" Jieyu said lightly. Ye Xuan said, "I just want to know what the purpose of you brought him over?" β
"Win the championship!"
"Just him? Someone who hasn't touched a paintbrush for half a month? Although it was a questioning tone, Ye Xuan's attitude and expression were not exaggerated, it was just a normal curiosity to ask.
Not only him, but even Huo Jing and Gao Qi were surprised. From Jieyu and Yan Ling's mouths, their superb painting skills for Han Shuang only stayed verbally.
No one has ever seen Han Shuang's works. And now, he hasn't touched a paintbrush for half a month...... It's a competition!
No matter how good a painter is, you have to keep the feel, right? For a while, the two of them also questioned Jieyu's statement.
Counting on someone who hasn't touched a paintbrush for a month and a half to win the championship, this ...... Even if it's a joke, it's a bit of a sorry joke.
Jieyu squinted at Ye Xuan, quite interesting: "Even if I haven't touched a paintbrush for half a month...... He can beat you too! As the son of a top wealthy family in Jizhou, Ye Xuan thinks that his cultivation is very good.
knew that Han Shuang and the others were ordinary people in the school, and they did not treat them differently. Greet him with a smile like a friend, and try not to make them feel that they have a sense of distance from him.
Not to mention being ridiculed by friends, even if he was ridiculed by Han Shuang and others, he would not take it to heart. But the only thing was unbearable for him.
That's condescension! Especially when it came out of Jieyu's mouth, he felt that he had been greatly insulted!
Based on the official evaluation of the first level of sketching, Chinese painting, and oil painting, Jieyu actually said that people who have not touched a paintbrush for a month and a half can win themselves?
Isn't this a naked insult? The smile on Ye Xuan's face disappeared immediately, and the cold aura of the wealthy son burst out instantly!
"You think he can win me?" Jieyu nodded calmly: "I said, he can win." At this time, a clear radio voice sounded at the venue: "Please follow the instructions of the serial number to find your position, the preliminaries will officially start in five minutes!" As soon as the radio ended, two men and two women also walked up to Ye Xuan and said, "Brother Xuan, you're in." Ye Xuan ignored it, turned his gaze to Han Shuang, and said lightly: "I'm waiting for you to surprise me." After speaking, surrounded by the four people behind him, he slowly walked into the venue.
Han Shuang was speechless and said, "Why did you put me on the fire to roast?" "He's not stupid, Tang Jieyu's gratuitous provocation is nothing more than trying to break Ye Xuan's Dao heart.
He could understand, but he didn't agree with her approach. What a good young man, maybe he can be his perfect tool man in the future!
All of a sudden, it became a hostile relationship. Different from the indifference when talking to Ye Xuan, Jieyu smiled: "What's the matter, are you afraid?" β
"I'm afraid no, I just don't think it's necessary."
"Just don't be afraid, let's go, let's enter." When he got up, Jieyu asked him, "You really haven't touched a paintbrush for half a month?" β
"Don't listen to him, make yourself like Sherlock Holmes, I still had a pen yesterday!" Han Shuang didn't lie, he did take a pen to write a brief score yesterday.
It's just that this pen is not the other.
"Who is Sherlock Holmes?"
"Uh, yes! What is the situation between you and Ye Xuan? Do you have a baby pro? Jieyu said casually: "When I was not born, my father and his father decided that it was just a joke, and it was already invalid." Huo Jing said lightly: "I think the uncles are still very discerning." Yan Ling also chimed in: "Senior Sister Jieyu, don't you think Ye Gongzi is very attractive?" Jieyu was noncommittal: "Put all your energy into the game!" β...... In order to ensure absolute fairness and quiet, before entering the venue, you will pass through a testing door.
Electronic products must be handed over. The format of the venue is similar to that of the painting club, but the area is larger and the environment is more secluded.
The seat number was scrambled, and Han Shuang took the admission card and found his seat in the corner of the penultimate row.
The distance between the front and back and the left and right is at least 5 meters, so you don't have to worry about being disturbed by other people's paintings.
Sitting on the stool, Han Shuang found that there was only a drawing paper and a 2B pencil. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that someone was staring at him.
When I turned my head, I realized that it was Huang Shao. Huang Tingshuo saw Han Shuang turn his head and slowly stretched out a middle finger.
Han Shuang didn't bother to deal with this childish provocation, and then turned his head around. Soon, the lights in the venue dimmed.
Then, a soft beam of light is cast onto the canvas. When he walked in, Han Shuang noticed the spotlight above his head, which should have been prepared for painting.
I have to say that the facilities of this venue are still in place. After another minute or so, a man walked up to the front of the podium.
Due to the distance, Han Shuang could only be sure that it was a middle-aged man, and he was still holding something similar to a tree branch in his hand.
It is indeed a twig. From the extremely clear projector, Han Shuang saw a dead branch. The bark at one end is peeling off, and the lines are winding and deep...... It's complicated.
"Let's start the exam, please keep quiet, those who make loud noises, the patrol teacher has the right to expel them." After the words fell, Han Shuang remembered the familiar rustling sound in his ears.
During breakfast, Tang Jieyu analyzed the topic of the preliminaries. There are many kinds of physical objects, but there is no branch in the tree.
It's not difficult to draw a shape like a tree branch, but it's a bit difficult to draw a rhyme. After all, it's a dead thing, and the points that can resonate are extremely low!
It's only about the shape. After staring at it for a few minutes, Han Shuang began to put pen to paper......