Everyone was a little confused by her words.

The little girl pouted and exclaimed, "Didn't you ask me to choose the best painting as a reference?" That's it. ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for the little old man and Jian Xiuhuan to stop him, and pointed to the works on display and scored them one by one.

Based on the reference works, the scores of other paintings basically range from 8 to 10, with the lowest score of 8.1 and the highest score of 9.6.

"This painting is so empty here, it feels like it's space, and it's very unpleasant to look at."

"The eyes of the people in this painting are so hollow."

"This painting ......"

The little girl talked about her opinion of those paintings one by one, and she could find a lot of fault with almost every painting, including the painting that she had scored ten points for.

At first, these teenagers were a little dissatisfied when they saw the reference works selected by Jian Sheng and the scores they scored, they were all geniuses, and they never thought that they were worse than anyone, even if someone said that their works were not as good as so-and-so, they only thought that their works were not the style that the teacher liked.

It's just that as Jian Sheng said more and more, they began to wonder in their hearts.

None of them.

Although the little girl used unprofessional vernacular, she almost always pointed out their respective problems.

For example, Jian Sheng said that in space works, the student likes to use blank space, but sometimes he always uses it out of place.

Others are problems with the demeanor of the characters, some are problems with light and shadow, and some are problems with color processing, which may be some small problems that they have not been able to overcome, but the little girl can always point them out in a very targeted manner.

Terrifying to the point of outrageous art appreciation and insight, this is simply a demon born to paint!

One by one, the teenagers who were full of disbelief and wanted to wait for the little girl to finish speaking and label her as young and ignorant and childish suddenly retracted their heads.

Autism went.

The problem that they can all see, the elegant middle-aged man and the little old man can naturally see it, seeing that Jian Sheng's eyes are shining, he almost took the sack and forcibly put the person back.

The little old man rushed over and squatted in front of the little girl in a few steps, enthusiastically like a salesman soliciting customers on the street.

"You two are the little doll's family, right? This little doll's talent is really unique, as long as her hands-on ability is slightly stronger, I guarantee that she can become the top in China within 20 years, and become famous overseas within 40 years! ”

The little old man spoke passionately and spittle.

In addition to his love and affection, he was also worried about snatching people from those old guys.

It's obvious that he's seen too much of the vicious and strict work of famous artists, and he doesn't believe it if it doesn't come out of the old guys' house.

Jian Xiuhuan had already told Jian Junzhen about the legend of the Huawen studio, and Jian Junzhen was crazy about the little old man's invitation to accept apprentices, but,

Jian Junzhen said: "I hope that Sheng Sheng can cultivate a hobby, but whether she wants to learn it or not depends on Sheng Sheng herself, and I will not force her to learn anything." ”

Parents are fine.

The little old man's face was about to smile like a chrysanthemum, and he squatted in front of Jian Sheng to show a classic villain-style smile that abducted children.

Just before he could speak, Jian Sheng had already raised his head, and said the words of firm refusal in a soft voice: "Don't go!" ”

The little old man's bright smile froze on his face: "Why? ”

The little girl's head was raised high, but her eyes were full of grievances and stubbornness, which made people's hearts tremble.

"They don't like Shengsheng, and Shengsheng shouldn't go over to dislike people!"

The little old man's body stiffened, and he really regretted that he had just had a bad taste attack and borrowed the little girl to strike at the behavior of the group of arrogant teenagers.

The little doll doesn't look very old, but it is extremely sensitive to people's emotions.

Because of her own behavior, those teenagers were dissatisfied and hostile to the little doll, and she saw it, so she stood up and pointed out the shortcomings of those paintings one by one.

But she also refused to come to the studio because of the hostility of those people.

It's such a small doll, but it can be seen more clearly than anyone else.

His own behavior really hurt this little doll.

But he did it just to stimulate those teenagers, and now that he had indeed achieved his goal, he couldn't help but have negative emotions among these people, right?

Even if he can use his identity to make these teenagers apologize and admit defeat, can he always control their thoughts?

The little old man knocked his head painfully, why did he come up with such a stupid trick for a while?

Now, shoot yourself in the foot, right?

Clever and confused for a while!

The little old man smiled bitterly: "It was me Meng Lang just now, and I apologize for my behavior." ”

Thinking about how to bridge the gap between them, the two of them walked briskly.

It was Jian Junyu and his senior brother Gao Yunhai.

When they saw the little old man, the two immediately stepped forward excitedly and said respectfully:

"Teacher!"

"Cheng Lao!"

The little old man stood up, "It's Xiao Yu, I remember you, the leader of the new generation in the art world." ”

But he completely ignored the sea of high clouds on the side.

Gao Yunhai smiled bitterly in his heart, completely realizing how big a gap there was between himself and this junior brother.

However, it is not bad to be able to borrow the light of my junior brother today to get to know this master of the painting world.

After introducing Senior Brother Gao Yunhai to Cheng Lao, Jian Junyu asked about the situation here.

"Teacher, I heard that you have a crush on my niece Shengsheng, so I happened to be here to have a look."

The little old man's eyes lit up: "This is your niece?" ”

No wonder this little doll is so talented, and it's normal to have such an uncle.

But Jian Junyu alone can't cultivate such a good seedling, right? The Jian family doesn't have any other famous painters?

Could it be his sister's husband's side?

But it's good to have a relationship with Jian Junyu, and if you have this relationship, you will go to Jian's house a few more times, are you afraid that you won't be able to have a good relationship with the little doll?

The little old man thought in his heart, and made up the picture of the little doll walking behind his ass and obediently calling the teacher, and unconsciously laughed again.

"Teacher? Teacher? ”

"Huh? What did you say? The little old man came back to his senses and wiped the non-existent saliva from the corner of his mouth.

"Do you have a fancy for Sheng Sheng's talent and want to accept her into the studio for training?" Jian Junyu reluctantly repeated it again.

He studied with this big guy for a while when he was in the studio, so he called him teacher.

It's just that this big guy is good at everything, but his temperament is really out of tune.

When the little old man looked at Jian Junyu, his expression was unprecedentedly kind and kind: "Xiao Yu, I will have the opportunity to bring the little doll to play with me more in the future, or the little doll will notify me when he is free." ”

Jian Junyu was stunned, what happened just now?

The bespectacled young man who had just stood up suddenly walked over with some embarrassment, his face flushed.

"Yes, I'm sorry."

"Aang?" Jian Sheng looked up blankly.