Chapter 212

Two hours later, the painters handed over the finished works to the supervising professional painter, who took them to another room and gave them to the judges.

The judges are four famous painters in Elroy. One of them is George, the president of the painters guild. They are more than enough to judge these young paintings. The quality of the painters in this test seems to be good. The first few paintings are remarkable.

"Now please turn to the next painting, titled" the smile of nature ", by Niya Angelo and classified as sketch."

The painters in charge of evaluation picked up the next painting and handed it around. It was a sketch portrait. At first glance, painters are surprised by this sketch portrait by Niya. This sketch portrait is quite different from the current popular style. The lines are delicate, and the complex light and shadow fully show the figure's face outline. Especially the eyes, it is difficult to distinguish whether it is a painting or a popular photo.

The women in the painting are smiling. The smile is natural and gentle. There is a sense of relief, which completely subverts the impression of the previous paintings.

The painters looked at each other and didn't know how to comment. One of the judges suddenly cried out, "call the lady in the picture!"

"Yes, call her over."

The painters in charge of the evaluation woke up from a dream and told them to call the model yudora. After she came in, yudora stood in the same place with a nervous face. I don't know why she was called here, but also several professional painters looked at her with serious eyes.

The painters observed the sketch carefully and considered it for a long time before they came to a conclusion.

One of the painters put down the portrait with both hands and sighed with regret: "it's very good. The painter's observation is also very meticulous. It's a pity that I'm not present. I can't see the expression of the lady at that time."

Another person echoed: "the painting of eyes is very interesting and can be called unique."

"Will it be too real to cover its artistry?"

"We can't discriminate against the talent of a painter because of gender. As judges, we need to respect the diversity of painting. Reality is also an art," said George, director of the guild

The painter had nothing to say: "er..."

George coughed to attract attention, and the obscure words seemed to have different meanings: "cough... No wonder Ms. Niya Angelo is favored by Mr. Adrian. She is really a professional painter with such ability."

The painters echoed one after another: "yes, yes, my painting ability was still immature in the past, but now it's no problem at all. It's enough to become a qualified painter. My opinion is that it's passed."

"She has a unique style in the field of sketch. Although she is a woman, her painting ability is beyond doubt, and my opinion is also approved."

"Of course, a painter who can be liked by Mr. Adrian can't be any worse, seconded."

"Fergus has really cultivated a good painter. In time, he will be able to become a respected female painter and pass the exam."

Yudora, who was a little nervous, suddenly realized that what these famous painters were talking about was the apprentice of the female painter just now. Hearing their high comments, yudora could not help but be curious. How good is Niya's painting before she passed the test?

Yudora's father is a painter, and she found this job as a model through her father's introduction. She certainly understands the situation of the painter industry. Becoming a painter has been a great achievement in the eyes of ordinary people, and the female painter is a rare species comparable to the giant dragon.

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"Teacher ~ teacher ~ I passed the industry test! Now I am a formal painter, and I can accept the commission from the guild! Teacher ~ teacher Fergus ~! " Niya was running in Rodney street with her skirt, and her mouth was smiling.

Before people entered the door of the studio, the voice came in, shouting in a voice, hoping that the whole world would know the news. Yes, just like her current mood, she was oppressed by the eyes and comments of her peers for too long, and her insignificant pride finally found an opportunity to fight back. She wants to tell everyone in a loud voice that she has passed the test of the painters guild now, but as a woman, she has become a professional painter!

She ran with her skirt, and nothing could stop her. This day is probably the happiest and most fulfilling day in her life. Niya gets this month's salary from Harvey, which is a huge sum of five balun coins. Four of them can be sent back to her hometown to let her family have a good life, and the remaining one is enough to cope with her daily expenses. Harvey gives her a day off.

God knows how uneasy she was when she was under the strange eyes of the painters during the test.

Is there a better time in life than this day?

Niya enjoyed the suspicious or envious eyes of the professional painters in Rodney art street. She made a grimace at them with a smile and came in singing.

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"Yes, there must be another day, otherwise my life would be too miserable!" Niya was angry and said to herself. As soon as she got back to Fergus's studio, she had no time to be happy. She suddenly had an accident and kicked a pile of luggage beside her feet. She was dissatisfied and asked her teacher Fergus: "Mr Fergus, why do you want to pack the things in my room?"

Fergus stood at the door of the studio, spread out his hands and said with a smile: "first of all, congratulations on becoming a professional painter. Then from today on, you are not an apprentice of Fergus studio. Of course, you need to move out of the studio."

Niya thought about it and couldn't find anything wrong with it. She took up her skirt and squatted down to pack the luggage on the ground. She cried with a black face, "but you can't drive me away in this way! I want to come back to inform the teacher that I passed the test. Aren't you happy at all? "

Fergus touched the back of his head and waved impatiently: "I said, Niya, at the beginning, I accepted you as an apprentice because you begged me. As a result, you became an apprentice in the studio, which made me not less discriminated by my peers here. Even when I bought paint, I often met the situation of lack of weight. It would be better for the studio if you left."

"I know. It's all my fault." Niya did not get angry and muttered in a low voice. She stood up and gazed at Fergus's face. She took a small step back, put one hand in her skirt, put one hand on her chest and bowed deeply: "teacher, I appreciate your help in this year. I will remember your teaching and live up to your expectation to become a respected painter!"

She clenched her fists in small hands. From today on, she is no longer an apprentice in a studio. She looked around the street. This was her starting point and also her more than a year's apprenticeship. She vowed that the painters here would treat her differently.

Niya left on her front foot, and artists from Rodney street came to her back foot to discuss.

"The girl Niya has gone. It seems that Rodney Street will be much quieter in the future."

"She is not suitable to stay here, although I don't want to admit that her paintings are really good."

"Look at what you say. It seems that you are responsible for Niya's becoming a professional painter. At the beginning, she visited her family, but none of you took her in."

"What can I do? I can't accept a woman as an apprentice. My apprentice number ten is a vigorous young man. Women's small body can't do any rough work. What artistic talent can women have? Well, I admit that Niya is an exception

"Let's have a drink tonight. Maybe a painter who can change the artistic pattern of the kingdom will be born in this street. Ha ha, and she is also a female painter."