There were a lot of people standing in the room at the moment, and for a while they were stunned to create a silent atmosphere.

The observation room was also silent, except for a few voices that couldn't hold back gasps, and because of the silence, the inhalation became very obvious.

No one expected Mr. Zhang's evaluation of the last two works to be like this.

One was directly crushed into the dust, and the other directly mentioned the same height as himself.

This gap is simply a public execution!

Lu Sen didn't feel congested, and even felt that the old man was kind enough to him, look at this comparison!

He quietly turned his head and looked in the direction of Jing Huai.

Not surprisingly, I saw a face that was already uncontrollable and embarrassed to the extreme.

The handsome face that was obsessed with thousands of fans is now as black as the bottom of the pot. I don't know what kind of mood those fans will feel when they see their idols like this when the show is broadcast.

In fact, when he saw Jing Huai's copy of the work hanging on the wall, he was a little puzzled.

I thought that the other party could be on this show, but if the calligraphy is not good, the level of painting is high, but with just such a copied work, you can see how much worse this person is from others.

The four copied "Blue Waves", not to mention Jiang Lingxi, who was particularly favored by the old man, even compared with Qian Yaya and Shen Hechen, there is a big gap.

Qian Yaya and Shen Hechen's works were pointed out by the old man in front of many shortcomings.

Thinking about it like this, he suddenly understood why the old man didn't want to comment on Jing Huai's works.

There are too many slots to dial.

So, back to the original doubts, what kind of work was Jing Huai selected to record this show?

The doubts in Lu Sen's heart are also the doubts of several other guests except Jiang Lingxi at this moment.

Qian Yaya endured it so she didn't look in the direction of Jing Huai, she was afraid that her fan filter for Jing Huai would be completely shattered.

Anyway, she is also a person who has been a fan of heart for several years, and she is really unwilling to accept this fact.

But the work on the wall is right in front of you, and you can't ignore it if you want to. The idol who is proficient in calligraphy and painting, she has already seen calligraphy, and painting, that's it?

She drew better than this three years ago!

Zhang Nachuan didn't look at everyone's surprised or embarrassed expressions at all, and he didn't care that he was embarrassed by an idol with nearly 10 million girl fans.

Gu Zi continued to speak: "Now that the reviews have all been reviewed, except for Jiang Lingxi, the rest are all unqualified in my opinion!" Now go forward and take your work back, if you still have the energy, then have lunch and draw a new one for me to see, I don't want to draw it. He took a step back.

Qian Yaya was the first to step forward and take off her work, pursed her lips before turning around and walking back to the team, and looked at the old man who was sitting on the side and drinking water slowly.

Zhang Nachuan noticed the gaze, raised his eyelids and looked back, and looked at the little girl with some unconvinced eyes, and raised his white eyebrows.

Qian Yaya stomped her foot lightly and walked away, she decided that she would draw another one in the afternoon. It's the first time she's been trained so hard when she's so big, she wants to get back on the field!

Lu Sen and others also stepped forward one after another to get back their works, and soon there were only two pictures of Jing Huai and Jiang Lingxi left on the wall.

Sensing the urging gazes around him, Jing Huai resisted the urge to turn around and leave, stepped forward silently, ripped off his painting and turned back.

Even because of the excessive force, one corner of the drawing paper was directly torn apart.

Zhang Nachuan's eyes were cold when he saw this, what he hated most in his life was not to cherish the people he painted!

If this kid is criticized, he can still hold on, and he is willing to put down his body and humbly ask a few other companions for advice, he will take a look at it a little bit.

But now looking at this kid's style, it is obvious that he only feels embarrassed after being criticized. With this kind of mind, that's all there is to it in calligraphy and painting!

Ordinary people seem to be barely able to see it, and for their specialized calligraphers and painters, this painting is just a piece of garbage.

When Jiang Lingxi was about to pick up his painting, he was stopped.

She looked at the person who stopped her, "Mr. Zhang? ”

Zhang Nachuan first hooked his lips and smiled in Lu Sen's terrifying gaze, and then spoke in a tone that was many times more kind than the previous tone: "Mr. Jiang's "Blue Waves", or it will stay in my museum, it just so happens that there are still a lot of empty places in my contemporary works exhibition hall." ”

In an instant, several fiery eyes converged on the figure standing straight in front of Mr. Zhang, as if they wanted to burn a hole in the slender back with their eyes.

Although this private museum is not as important as those large public museums, it is definitely not lighter in the eyes of people in the world of calligraphy and painting.

It is needless to say how much of a privilege it is for the work to be included in the museum by the owner of the museum, everyone who understands it understands.

No one thought that Jiang Lingxi would refuse this request that would make her famous in the world of calligraphy and painting with just a nod.

Until they heard: "I'm sorry, I have other arrangements for this painting, and I can only live up to Mr. Zhang's kindness." ”

When these words fell into their ears, not only everyone was stunned, but even Zhang Nachuan himself, who didn't expect to be rejected at all, could not hide his stunned face at this moment.

He took a deep breath, "Do you know what opportunity you missed?" ”

But for a man whose former residence has become a museum, and whose childhood gadgets have been carefully kept on display, it really doesn't cause any fluctuations.

"Mr. Zhang, I have made up my mind."

"Okay then," Zhang Nachuan couldn't hide his disappointment in his voice, and he didn't bother to care about the camera that hadn't been turned off yet, "Then it's okay to have lunch together." The imagery you use in this painting, there are not many people who know it now, let's discuss it later? ”

Before Jiang Lingxi could nod, Lu Sen's surprised voice came from behind him, "This painting uses imagery and brushwork?" As he spoke, he stepped forward quickly, cheekily pleading, "Then can you add me one?" ”

Lin Nuo looked at Lu Sen's figure walking over, and after some hesitation, he met the encouraging gaze of his girlfriend outside the camera, and stepped forward after calming down, "I'm also very curious about the imagery brushwork, can you take me one." ”

After Qian Yaya and Shen Hechen glanced at each other, they hurriedly quickened their pace when they saw each other raise their feet.

"And me!"

"Sister Jiang, I'm also interested."

As soon as Shen Hechen's words fell, Qian Yaya gave him a blank look, and he almost even shouted at his sister for the sake of the set!

After Qian Yaya gave Shen Hechen a white eye, she was not to be outdone, and Tian Tian shouted: "Sister Jiang." They were all girls, and they were even more bold enough to reach out and gently shake Jiang Lingxi's arm.

Su Yi looked at Jing Huai, who was still standing still, and then looked at Qian Yaya, who was already proficient in coquettishness, and turned around and walked silently towards the latter.

She also wants to stick with Sister Jiang, who is beautiful and good at painting!

Jiang Lingxi, who was surrounded by a group of people without paying attention: "......"

Seeing that the quiet little dinner was disturbed by a group of cubs in minutes, Zhang Nachuan: "......"

Everyone, at this moment, silently forgot the gray shirt behind them, and at this moment, there was a layer of gray haze on his body.

Jing Huai looked at the azure color that was still dazzling in the midst of everyone, and clearly felt the taste of blood in his mouth!