The painting that had been drawn was spread out on the table so big, Jiang Lingxi removed the paperweight, and was about to reach out to get it, when a pair of wrinkled hands reached out next to him and carefully picked up the painting first.

Zhang Nachuan let go of his cane and got up, he wanted to say something, but seeing that there were three guests next to him who had not finished painting, it inevitably affected them, so he had to swallow his words back.

"Now that I've finished drawing, I'll take it first, okay?"

Jiang Lingxi glanced at the painting, "No, you always please." ”

The wrinkled face suddenly stretched his eyebrows, "You are very good." ”

If this attitude and this evaluation were heard by Lu Sen, it was estimated that he would fall into the eyeballs on the spot.

The camera from the side faithfully transmitted this scene to the observer's observation room.

After seeing Jiang Lingxi's completed painting on the split screen, compared to the relief that spread from the bottom of her heart to her face from the bottom of others, Xu Qingmei only felt that her heart sank to the bottom.

was about to open her mouth to question that the painting that Jiang Lingxi copied was not the same as the original, this is the only point she can find now that can criticize Jiang Lingxi.

As a result, before he could speak, he immediately heard the evaluation of the old Mr. Zhang.

This one has already been evaluated very well, if she mentions it again, it will not be to question Jiang Lingxi, but to question Mr. Zhang.

She didn't forget that Li Wanxuan, who didn't give her any face on the side, was still a student of Mr. Zhang.

But he was really a little unwilling, so he could only speak in a tone of curiosity and incomprehension: "I remember that the challenge of the guests in this issue is not copying, I see that the works copied by others are almost exactly the same as the originals, but Jiang Lingxi copied two works that look completely different from the originals." Although the final picture is also very good, does it no longer belong to the category of copying? ”

Even if there is no way to criticize Jiang Lingxi for not painting well, then she has to give her the hat of deliberately being maverick Jiang Lingxi.

The relief on Li Wanxuan's face paused, but before Xu Qingmei, who noticed the slightest change, was overjoyed, an undoubted voice came from her other side.

"Copying from ancient times to the present, has always been difficult to copy, what is the solution? Imitate the ancients' will, imitate the shape of the ancients, from the shape to the god-like, copying is the process of continuous improvement. Since copying is to make people improve, why should they deliberately pursue the likeness and regress their ability, it is better not to draw! ”

In front of the camera, Shen Yunqing glanced at Xu Qingmei expressionlessly, and continued to say bluntly: "In my opinion, although Shen Qianshan's "Blue Waves" has an artistic conception, it has lost its momentum. Ms. Jiang made up for the original lack of momentum in her paintings, and discarded the historical value, and I am personally more optimistic about Mr. Jiang's "Blue Waves". ”

Xu Qingmei was just shocked by Shen Yunqing's glance, and then heard that he was still recording the show without any scruples, so she bluntly defended Jiang Lingxi, and even unceremoniously criticized the famous painters in history.

If it weren't for the fact that she had practiced the kung fu of hiding her emotions in the entertainment industry for so many years, she would have been able to break the gong on the spot.

What made her feel even more like pins and needles was that Li Wanxuan also nodded, and obviously agreed with Shen Yunqing's point of view when she said it, "That's right, although today's challenge project is copying, you don't have to stick to just copying." If you have mastered the techniques in the original painting, you are confident that you will be able to draw a better work. If it was me, I didn't want to copy for the sake of copying, and in the end I only got an identical painting, to the extent of Jiang Lingxi, improving myself is the most important thing, and nothing else matters. ”

These words made the other two commentators nod their heads uncontrollably.

Xu Qingmei looked at the trend that was completely gone, and almost crushed her back molars.

But after thinking about the consequences of the withdrawal of the national TV variety show, he could only shut up unwillingly, saying less and making fewer mistakes.

Looking at Jing Huai, who was still copying on the split screen, the disappointment in his heart was a little thicker.

also said that he had worshiped a famous teacher, and even Jiang Lingxi had never compared, which was really uncompromising!

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After Jiang Lingxi's painting was taken away, she didn't stand still and waited for others to finish painting, made a gesture to turn off the microphone, and after asking Chen Weiwen if she was free to move around now, she left her seat directly.

Listening to the footsteps in front of them, the remaining three people couldn't help but be a little more anxious.

Shen Hechen and Qian Yaya can still hold on, but Jing Huai thinks that even if Jiang Lingxi knows calligraphy and painting, their main business is in the entertainment industry, and their level is definitely not as good as Shen Hechen and Qian Yaya, who specialize in painting.

But now the development of the situation has obviously exceeded his expectations, Jiang Lingxi is actually the first of them to complete, even if he tells himself that he can't be in a hurry, but it would be good if he could really control it and not be in a hurry.

Impatient and flustered, he accidentally picked the wrong brush, dipped it in paint, and hurriedly landed on the paper. Originally, there should have been a thin line drawn out of that place, but it was a much thicker line on the paper, which instantly destroyed the original picture that seemed to be quite harmonious.

Li Wanxuan glanced at the split screen belonging to Jinghuai, and when she saw the obviously wrong line on the rice paper, she couldn't help but sigh, "The heart is not good, in the end, I am impatient!" ”

This is also human nature, just like during the exam, if someone finishes the question in advance and leaves, even if there is still a lot of time left to answer the question, the one who leaves after answering first will still leave a lot of psychological pressure on those who have not finished answering.

But what can I do, people have already answered and can't hold back, which tests the ability of the rest of the people to resist pressure.

The same is true for this copying, which tests not only everyone's painting skills, but also their hearts.

If the heart is not enough, it is not surprising that mistakes lead to failure.

Half an hour had passed before I knew it.

First Shen Hechen, then Lin Nuo, and Qian Yaya, all raised their hands to say that they had completed the painting.

Jing Huai's hand holding the brush was shaking, and he only felt that everyone around him was looking at him, looking at the painting in front of him that he was not even satisfied with, and he closed his eyes and put the brush back.

It doesn't seem to make much sense to continue to persevere!

The last submission was completed, and no one expected it to be Lucerne.

Lu Sen said that he didn't want to, but he was afraid that he would be criticized by the old man for not being serious enough.

Among the seven guests, it seems that he has a particularly difficult record.

It can be seen that being too familiar is sometimes not a good thing.

The old man was not polite to him at all.

Inside a vacant room in the museum.

When they were invited in, they saw two rows of distinct works hanging on one of the walls.

The upper row is still closely guarded by a few original works, and the lower row is the work copied by the seven of them.

At a glance, it is clear at a glance.

Standing in front of the work, Zhang Nachuan's cane in his hand will become a teaching rod, "Look, this is the result of your nearly two hours of copying." ”

The teaching rod in his hand landed precisely below the work that Lu Sen copied, "This one, Lu Sen." ”

Lu Sen, who was named, walked from the back of the crowd to the front, took a deep breath to prepare for a lesson, and bowed slightly, "Please ask Mr. Zhang for guidance." ”

In the next few minutes, Shen Hechen finally saw how profound this old man Zhang's ability to train people was.

He looked at his own work next to Lucerne's work and silently hugged himself!