Chapter 58

When they went in, a group of people went up to the second floor. When they saw the dress up inside, they knew that zuijiang literature society had really put its capital into it, and had contracted out the whole five-star banquet hall on the second floor.

The venue is also very good. It seems that they are very confident in their competition this time.

It also built a platform and invited painting experts to sit on it.

The students of xianmeng literature club and zuijiang Literature Club sat on both sides of the stage, carrying their own things on their backs.

The reporter and the anchorman wanghong also stood on both sides, clutching photos and writing material, while holding a mobile phone to live broadcast and introducing in a low voice.

Compared with reporters who have to go back to write articles, it is obvious that shaking fish live broadcasting is more advantageous and can keep abreast of the latest situation.

Originally, it was just a contest between the two literary societies. Compared with each other, netizens prefer to watch variety shows and reality shows. Fortunately, the popularity of these two anchormans is still good. However, this time is not the peak of live broadcasting. In addition, it is a literary competition in which they are not interested. At first, the popularity is not high.

Until one of the female anchor shot to fly, so a few seconds of time immediately have netizens recognized.

"Did I fly when I saw it? How could my husband get mixed up in the crowd?"

"Ah, ah, ah, I see Feige. Feige, don't think you can't see it if you keep a low profile."

"Feige, your microblog is not open. Did you come here?"

When the female anchor saw the barrage, she found that the students of the leisure dream literature club were really flying sometimes.

He dressed low-key, mixed in the crowd, female anchor is not his powder, not recognized for a moment. Seeing many people yelling and yelling, the female anchor pointed the camera at him again, and sure enough, the popularity of the live broadcasting room rubbed upward.

The fans of Shifei ran around telling each other.

"Feige, if you don't open your microblog every day, I can see that you still have to be in someone else's live broadcasting room. What kind of world is this?"

"Anchor, you quickly put the lens to Fei GE's face, pull closer, it's hard to catch him, don't let him go."

"Let Feige say hello to us. I'll paint the gift for you right away."

"Feige and Mr. Tang Xiangyang are sitting together. What are they talking about? The master of lip language is coming online. "

Another anchor soon found out this situation, and secretly set the camera on time to fly, and the popularity also slowly rose. Until Xue Wei spoke on the stage with the microphone in the back, the two anchors pointed the camera on the stage.

Not out of date, but also with time fly, to meet the requirements of live fans.

Standing on the side of the stage, Xue Wei introduced with a microphone: "welcome to today. In order to make literature and art more progress, today we zuijiang literature society and leisure dream literature society held this art competition, hoping to let the students on both sides have a good discussion and mutual progress..."

Shi Fei sits below, listening to the opening remarks of Xue Wei on the stage, and then introduces the rules of the game.

The competition is divided into painting academy, Chess Academy and Piano Academy. The time is in the morning, afternoon and evening.

In the morning, the competition is about painting. Each side sends three people to the competition. The judges at the scene will set questions at will. They will spend two hours drawing. Finally, the judges will score the results. Which side will win if the total score is higher. This is a team competition.

The three judges on the stage are all very popular people in the painting industry. They are John Bratton, a painter of M country. He is 71 years old. He is good at many kinds of painting. His works are rich and varied. His artistic career runs through his whole life.

Burt Marlow is a famous painter in F country. He is 68 years old. His painting styles are wide. He is good at portrait painting, landscape painting and genre painting. He is very respected by the painter of F country.

Finally, this is Yang Weidong of China. He is a rare talented painter in China. He began to learn painting since childhood. He is 57 years old. He is also good at various painting styles and is known as "master of modern art and magic".

These three people have a common problem, that is, they attach great importance to painting and devote their whole life to painting, so inviting them to be judges can also make people feel at ease about this fairness.

"Xue Wei is quite insidious." When flying in the heart can not help thinking. This seemingly fair competition has been unfair since the judges began.

Not to mention the two foreign judges, Mr. Tang Xiangyang was once a judge with them.

Yang Weidong is called "master of modern art and magic" by Chinese people, and Mr. Tang Xiangyang, who participated in the Olympic Games, also has the name of "father of modern painting".

If compared with Yang Weidong, the reputation of Tang Xiangyang is better than that of Yang Weidong.

If the competition painting, Tang Xiangyang teacher hand, it is obviously short of Yang Weidong, take his own lift steps for Yang Weidong.

It is tantamount to restricting the hand of Tang Xiangyang, and making xianmeng literature society lose a worthy general.

Zuijiang Literature Society sent out three students, Carol Herman and Ma Juntao, the head of their painting academy.Carol Herman had been compared with Shi Fei at the global art exhibition before. At that time, his painting was Chinese painting. According to Shi Fei's knowledge, he was better at western painting. He had not seen him for two years. I don't know how his level has risen.

According to the outside world, Carol has been depressed since he was defeated by Mr. J. however, it doesn't seem like he is depressed in time fly's eyes. It doesn't look like he's depressed just now that he can give a provocative look to himself.

Ma Juntao can be selected as the headmaster of zuijiang Literature Society Painting Academy. His painting level is naturally top-notch. It is said that his painting style is also diversified.

The last one was wearing a hat and mask and could not see his face. After listening to Xue Wei's introduction, she said that the student was called "Ye Qingcheng". In the materials given by Mr. Tang Xiangyang, he had not heard of this student. It seems that he is a new recruit. If he can be sent out, his level of competition must not be bad, and he must not be underestimated.

In contrast, their leisure dream literature club, the other party's head of the door has gone out, and there is another Ye Qingcheng who doesn't know the depth. However, they can't send Tang Xiangyang to the stage.

The situation is not clear.

After Xue Wei selected her own contestants, she looked at Tang Xiangyang and politely asked, "Miss Tang, who are you going to send out to compete?"

Tang Xiangyang asked Shi Fei next to him, "Shi Fei, what do you think?"

"Miss Tang, it's up to you to decide the players," Shi Fei said After all, he didn't know much about the painting level of the people in the hospital. He certainly didn't know as much as Mr. Tang Xiangyang.

Tang Xiangyang nodded and said, "I'll send you, Yu Jin, and Li Bowen, please come on."

Li Bowen's expression was a little surprised. Maybe he didn't expect that master would send him on the stage.

Tang Xiangyang patted Li Bowen on the shoulder and said, "go ahead, put down your impatience. I believe you can."

Li Bowen immediately nodded, his face suddenly was attached to the sacred mission of the expression.

Yu Jin is the first apprentice of Tang Xiangyang. His painting level is the most stable among all the apprentices. He has won many awards in the competition. He is also famous in the Chinese painting field and even in the international arena.

Tang Xiangyang was not surprised when he was selected by Shifei, but he was a little surprised when he chose Li Bowen. However, Shifei believed that there must be a reason for Tang's arrangement.

At this time, Xue Wei said: "since all the people have been selected, I'll make a temporary suggestion. Our two literary societies have different ideas. This competition will draw with the ideas promoted by our own literature society. Does Mr. Tang Xiangyang have any opinion about this?"

What she means is that the western paintings promoted by zuijiang literature society, and the traditional Chinese paintings advocated by leisure dream literature society, and each painting had its own during the competition.

This sounds no problem, but it is digging a hole for the leisure dream literary society.

We all know that Shi Fei is Mr. J. he has a strong painting level, but his "Mr. J" is famous for his Western paintings. This will not allow him to draw Western paintings, which is equivalent to abandoning the arm of leisure dream literature society.

After all, if you are not willing to use Chinese painting in your own competition, how can you ensure that Chinese painting is better than western painting.

Wang Pingyang sat on one side and first uttered: "this requires that you don't mention it before, and only when you've picked the right person will you come up with a proposal."

Xue Wei said, "what's the difference? Unless you don't plan to compete with your own traditional Chinese paintings? "

"Of course not." Tang Xiangyang frowned and answered, "good."

Xue Wei is very satisfied with Tang Xiangyang's expression.

There are a lot of people on the screen over there.

"My God, Feige, are you going to compete on the stage?"

Mr. J. you want to see this live? I'll pay a deposit of 10 yuan in advance, and I'll take the painting. "

"It's crazy upstairs. If you want to buy Mr. J's painting for 10 yuan, you should add at least seven or eight zeros to your back."

"Have you found out the situation? It's true that Shi Fei is good at painting, but the leisure dream literature society he represents now is promoting Chinese literature. Shi Fei can't draw Western paintings, but can only draw Chinese paintings."

"Chinese painting? Can Feige paint Chinese paintings

"I haven't heard of it. As a flying fan, I've never seen Feige's traditional Chinese painting."

"Over, the rules of this competition are obviously digging a hole in zuijiang literature society. After the leisure dream literature society selects good people, they come to that proposal. It's not kind-hearted."

"Garbage drunk River Literature Society, adoring foreign countries, stinky shameless."

"Learning western painting is not only a matter of different artistic styles, but also has no national boundaries."

"I don't think it's a problem. Since it's a competition, of course, we have to compare what we've learned from our literature club. Otherwise, it's obvious that your literature club is more powerful."

Before the competition started, the Internet had already become a group. Some felt that zuijiang literature society had not said this requirement in advance, but was digging a hole for the leisure dream literature society.

Some people think that the requirements of zuijiang literature society are reasonable.

The people on both sides came to the stage, and Carol threw a provocative look at Shifei, showing a victory in hand.Shi Fei: does this guy have a wink in his eyes? It's not over to keep winking at yourself.

The three judges on the stage are quickly discussing the topic of painting. Several students participating in the competition have started to set up a drawing board or drawing paper.

As soon as Li Bowen heard of Xue weiti's request, he lost confidence in them.

If this is based on three paintings and two wins, he and the elder martial brother still have a fight. If they win, they can.

However, this is the total score. Sometimes the draggers can't win.

Yu Jin looked a little dejected at Li Bowen and went to cheer him up: "Bowen, master has given you such an important competition. You can't lose face, but you need to refuel."

Li Bowen looked at Tang Xiangyang's direction. Thinking that his master had just patted him on the shoulder to encourage him, he immediately swept away his melancholy. He thought that even if it was an impossible competition, he would go all out and lose brilliantly.

Li Bowen decided to say, "don't worry, elder martial brother. I will try my best not to disappoint you and Shifu."

After that, Li Bowen was still talking to Shi Fei. He wanted to say that he was lagging behind, but he felt that it was useless to say so at this time.

Frown frown, dry said: "you, you refuel."

He has no hope for Shifei. His Western painting is very good. He knows the level of Chinese painting. He taught him a few days ago, even if some talents are not enough in this kind of formal competition.

After a short talk about autumn, the topic was quickly selected.