National Gallery, Country F.

Cao Wanrou, who is dressed in high fashion in the season, exudes a confident glow all over her body, speaks fluent F Chinese and is communicating with other personnel who have entered the finals, and occasionally meets the judges, Cao Wanrou will also take the initiative to come forward to say hello.

Cao Chuanfeng and Song Nana have openly entered and exited at this time, and they are honorably accepting everyone's compliments.

Director Mo and the staff of the variety show team are basically gathered here, and Cao Wanrou is a well-deserved center today.

Zhang Man looked at Cao Wanrou, who was holding the moon with all the stars, and was a little more determined about her goal of precipitating and impacting the Three Golden Queens after the show, and at that time, it is estimated that even the most famous director will not use her as a background board.

adjusted his mentality, Zhang Man no longer paid attention to Cao Wanrou, but went to find Gu Yi'an.

According to the position given by the staff, Zhang Man walked through the lively crowd, walked to the door of a large studio, looked at the nameplate of the studio and wondered if he was looking for the wrong place, repeatedly confirmed that it was the place he was looking for, and hesitated to push the door in.

What catches my eye is the back of a somewhat familiar woman, with long black and thick hair that is only lightly coiled behind her head with a wooden hairpin, giving people a sense of laziness, wearing a sleeved apron for oil painting, and her back is graceful.

The camera zooms in, and the painting in front of the woman is more than 90% complete, as if she is putting the finishing touches on it.

Recently, Zhang Man has also conducted a superficial study of the more famous paintings in the world in her spare time, and the huge oil paintings that have almost been completed in front of her have shocked her heart.

This kind of shock is similar to the vast starry sky and the vast sea, which brings an open state of mind, but it is different, Zhang Man feels that he can no longer describe his feelings in words.

Yes, it's like a volcano about to erupt.

Although it is not accurate, this is the only feeling that Zhang Man can express at the moment.

When the woman in front of the painting looked back, Zhang Man seemed to have lost her mind.

Zhang Man has long known that Gu Yi'an is good-looking, a kind of cold and high-level beauty, and when he doesn't speak, he seems to be an immortal who has just descended from heaven to go through tribulations. But at this time, with the blessing of the painting, Zhang Man had a wave of respect out of thin air, which seemed to be a worship of the god's mansion.

Before the two could talk, Cao Wanrou walked in with her high heels.

"Oh, Sister Man, Xiao An, why are you here, let me and the director find it. The people of the program team have already entered the venue and are in place, so come quickly. I hope you can witness this important day with me. ”

In the face of the show-off and superiority in Cao Wanrou's words, Zhang Man turned a blind eye, and her mind was still immersed in Gu Yi'an and Gu Yi'an's paintings.

Gu Yi'an, on the other hand, put away the last stroke and stamped the seal in the lower left corner of the painting.

Cao Wanrou noticed Gu Yi'an's movements, and said as if she was very worried about her: "Xiao An, I just heard a judge I know say that this is a private studio prepared by the art museum for the president of the International Painting Association, how did you get in, and what did you put on the painting?" You got into trouble, you know? You ......"

The voice seemed to be stuck in her throat, Cao Wanrou's pupils shook at this moment, and she saw that Gu Yi'an's position was clearly printed with Master Rose's exclusive logo.

Xu was incredulous, Cao Wanrou's lips trembled a little at the moment, and she did a lot of psychological construction, and finally persuaded herself and said:

"If you let the International Painting Association and Master Rose know that you have privately engraved Master Rose's seal and made trouble in the National Art Museum, do you think you can get out of it today?

Wherever you put the program team and other guests, they will all be implicated by you. You are also disgrace to your country. ”

Gu Yi'an said playfully: "Isn't there still you?" You have such a face here, even if I really have something, presumably even if you don't help me, you will help the program team mediate. ”

Cao Wanrou listened to Gu Yi'an's words as a sign of weakness, and instantly calmed down, feeling that although she didn't know how Gu Yi'an got into the studio, the matter of privately carving Master Rose's seal could probably nail her to the pillar of shame.

Glancing at the equipment that was always live broadcasting, Cao Wanrou's eyes were full of pity when she looked at Gu Yi'an.

In the past today, she Cao Wanrou will become a top-notch young painter who wins glory for the country, and Gu Yi'an will become an existence that everyone shouts and beats for privately carving seals and wanting to do bad things.

"Gu, you've finally finished this work. I'm so happy. ”

Milo ignored the others and opened his arms towards Gu Yi'an, but was pushed away by the other party in disgust. Milo was not annoyed, and happily began to talk to her.

Cao Wanrou looked at Milo and found that she hadn't seen this person next to any of the judges she saw today, and Milo had always dressed casually, so she didn't take him seriously.

Xu felt Cao Wanrou's gaze, Milo turned around and said suspiciously, "Hey, when did these two beautiful ladies come in?" ”

Gu Yi'an couldn't help but laugh when he heard Milo's words: "Milo, it's not a gentleman's act to ignore the ladies present. ”

Milo shrugged: "I'm just an ordinary old man, not a gentleman. ”

Cao Wanrou heard Milo's identity blow up, and she confirmed her previous thoughts, and snorted coldly at the two of them disdainfully: "Xia Worm can't be silent. ”

Looking at Cao Wanrou's back, Milo asked: "Chinese culture is broad and profound, I don't understand, what does she mean?" ”

"Summer bugs, it's impossible to talk to them about freezing.

The original sentence is: Frightened frogs can't speak of the sky, intended to be in the void, summer insects can't speak of ice, confined to the time, Qushi can't speak of the Tao, bound to the teaching. ”

Gu Yi'an deliberately shook his head and recited, looking at Milo, whose eyes had turned into mosquito coils, and laughed unkindly.

"Gu, you're too naughty." Milo saw that Gu Yi'an was not angry when he teased him again, so he looked at her with an accusatory face.

Gu Yi'an tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth and explained seriously: "This sentence means that the frogs at the bottom of the well, it is impossible to talk to them about the sea, because they are limited by their living space; Summer insects, it is impossible to talk to them about freezing, because they are limited by the time they live; It is impossible for people in the countryside to talk about the Great Dao with them, because they are bound by upbringing. ”

Milo tried his best to extract his understanding from Gu Yi'an's explanation, and said firmly: "Oh, I see, the lady just now meant that we are frogs at the bottom of the well, and she can't understand us?" ”

Gu Yi'an raised her thumbs up, and she gave a full score for this wave of reading comprehension.

As soon as Zhang Man withdrew from his shock, he heard the conversation between the two and couldn't help but applaud: "Uncle, you can be a foreign language teacher of Chinese, awesome Klaas." ”

When Gu Yi'an heard Zhang Man's uncle, he couldn't help laughing anymore, leaving a proud Milo and a confused Zhang Man in vain.

At this time, in the venue, various media, organizers and co-organizers have already entered, and people of different colors and nationalities are sitting on the judges' bench, and the empty seats in the middle are particularly eye-catching.

Cao Wanrou waited at the side of the venue to explain her works that had entered the finals, and she was extremely excited, because just now, the organizing committee of the competition temporarily notified Milo Masson, the president of the International Art Association, that she would be there.

Everyone didn't expect that Master Milo, who had always been in sight, would come to participate in the finals of this small exchange competition. After all, this one is easy to show up.

But when the first few contestants finished explaining their works, they still didn't see Master Milo, and everyone was inevitably a little disappointed.

Cao Wanrou sorted out her mood, and with the encouragement of Cao Chuanfeng and Song Nana, and under the witness of Director Mo and many domestic and foreign media at the scene, she walked on stage and introduced her enlarged version of the entries on the screen.

Just as they were talking, there was a small commotion at the door, and Cao Wanrou glanced at it with her spare eyes, it was Gu Yi'an, Zhang Man and the old man.

Director Mo, who had been paying attention to the situation on the side, frowned, although today's live broadcast can be regarded as a stage that belongs exclusively to Cao Wanrou, but Zhang Man and Gu Yi'an also took the announcement fee, not only did they not cherish the opportunity to enter the venue, but they were also blatantly late.

Director Mo can imagine at this moment that if the netizens in the live broadcast room saw this scene, Gu Yi'an and Zhang Man would be scolded so badly, although it can increase the popularity of the show, but thinking that they are acquaintances in this foreign country after all, and they have a good impression of the two before, they didn't hesitate much, and directly whispered that the camera of the program team moved away from Gu Yi'an's camera.

Director Mo's team is the only media in China to enter the venue, he can only pray at this time that the netizens in the live broadcast room will not be so sharp to find out about the scene just now, as for other media, Director Mo can't control it, and he privately feels that domestic netizens should not be willing to go far and go over the wall to other countries' media to watch the finals.

However, he was destined to be disappointed, all the netizens in the live broadcast room were sharp-eyed, not to mention, although most of the cameras were on the venue and Cao Wanrou's side, Gu Yi'an and Zhang Man were also accompanied by a cameraman.

After the two entered the art museum, their every move was under the noses of netizens in the live broadcast room.

The barrage at this time was indeed mixed with a lot of unfriendly remarks.

[Gu Yi'an Zhang Man was embarrassed and went abroad, interrupting other people's speeches, it was too rude.] ]

[Do they remember what nationality they are?] Have you forgotten even the traditional virtue of punctuality? ]

[You don't have to go on the line like this, they obviously came in through the back door.] There were many staff and media friends who also came in and out of that gate. As long as you don't deliberately make noise, it's not a disturbance. ]

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Just when there was an endless argument on the barrage, everyone found that the old man who came in with Gu Yi'an and Zhang Man went straight to the middle of the judges.

Everyone knew that the seat was reserved for the president of the International Painting Association, Master Milo, and looking at the unkempt and unfit Master Milo from the other judges, everyone thought that the next moment there would be a security guard to expel him.

However, the expected scene did not happen, and a jaw-dropping scene happened, and several judges from different countries who were famous in the art world stood up to greet the old man.

After the judges sat down again, Bob, a local judge from country F, continued the question-and-answer session.

"Cao Wanrou's paintings are rich in color and bold in theme, please explain the idea of this painting, in what context it was drawn, and what do you want to express?"

Cao Wanrou was stunned on the spot as early as the moment she saw Master Milo sitting down.

Although she didn't want to believe it, just by looking at the other judges' respectful attitude towards Milo, she knew that this mixed-race old man was the real president of the International Painting Association.

Frames flashed through my mind, including clips of Gu Yi'an's sketches in Akita Studio, pictures of Gu Yi'an and Milo talking in the art museum's studio just now, and finally Gu Yi'an stamping Master Rose's seal.

Cao Wanrou's body couldn't control a slight tremble, and she subconsciously took two steps back.