Her Majesty the Queen is a god in the entertainment industry

Chapter 311 I am not qualified to comment
"Shen Hechen."

Shen Hechen couldn't help shivering, and looked at Lu Sen, who came back listlessly after being scolded, and they both felt sympathy.

Now they are really going to become troubled brothers and sisters. No one ran away from Mr. Zhang!

But the result surprised him a bit. Although Mr. Zhang also pointed out many deficiencies that he hadn't noticed before in a cold tone, and said a lot of things that he needs to improve, but at least he was not approved like Lu Sen So miserable.

It can be said that he stepped forward tremblingly and returned with a full harvest.

Lu Sen: "..."

He is the only one who dares to receive special attention!
Shen Hechen patted him on the shoulder with encouraging eyes: Brother, hold on!
Zhang Nachuan took the water cup that Zhang Ye handed over, took a sip to moisten his throat, pointed his cane at the third piece of work pasted on it, and turned his head to look at Suyi with a more complicated gaze.

Even when calling for someone, his tone was low and gentle.

When someone came up, he didn't comment on the work first, but asked first: "Can you tell me, there are so many works in this exhibition hall, why did you choose this one to copy?"

Su Yi originally wanted to say that it was because he liked it, but after he tried hard to put on gentle eyes to the old man, he hesitated and decided to tell the truth: "This work is very similar to the painting style of a respected elder of mine. I miss it very much." He also likes his works very much, so he finally chose this one."

Zhang Nachuan nodded and obviously wanted to ask more questions, but in the end he commented on the work seriously, "You have already learned seven or eight parts of the style of this painting, and it lacks a bit of the depression in the original work. The brushwork is still immature and not smooth enough, and the colors are not rich enough, are you not used to the paints provided by the museum?"

"No, no, no," Su Yi quickly waved his hands to explain, "It's because the museum provides too many types of paints, and I accidentally picked my eyes."

Zhang Nachuan glanced at the white-washed cotton skirt on Su Yi, guessed it somewhat, nodded and didn't say any more about it.

When Su Yi came back, Lu Sen and Shen Hechen couldn't help but looked at each other again.

For the first time, I discovered that there are so many different types of treatment.

It's a rare pity that I'm not a girl!
"Lin Nuo."

"Mr. Zhang."

"I've heard of you." Zhang Nachuan looked at Lin Nuo's sudden change of expression and continued indifferently, "For those who follow our path, plagiarism is the most taboo among the taboos, and it's also the one I, Zhang, despise the most."

These words changed the faces of everyone inside and outside the camera, and Lin Nuo clenched his fists even more forbearance, "Mr. Zhang, I was not the one who plagiarized back then. I have never done such a thing before!"

"Really, then you want to prove yourself through this show?"

Lin Nuo nodded heavily, "Yes!"

"I can see it," Zhang Nachuan changed his voice, "The work you copied carries a lot of your personal emotions, and you chose bamboo, one of the most classic Four Gentlemen. Every stroke can be said to be exquisite. Exactly. But you forgot one thing!"

Lin Nuo realized that what the old man in front of him was going to say next was the main point, so he quickly calmed down and looked over with burning eyes.

"Bamboo is not only proud, it will also sway freely with the wind, and will not pretend to be stubborn to fight against the ubiquitous wind. You cared too much about that plagiarism incident, and wanted to justify your name too much, which led to every time Writing, whether copying or creating alone, is deliberate, but forgets the original intention of choosing calligraphy and painting in the first place. In this way, it is too late. Am I right?"

Lin Nuo felt as if a thunderbolt sounded above his head, splitting the fog in his mind in an instant, and his heart was clear.

"I only send you four words, don't forget your original intention!"

Lin Nuo bowed deeply in the direction of the old man.

Outside the camera, Arlene covered her mouth and looked at the figure whose eyes seemed to be much brighter after recovering, her eyes were hot.

A tissue was handed to her, and she subconsciously took it and wiped it off, "Thank you for the tissue."

Xu Ling'an waved her hand: "You're welcome, everything will be fine."

"Well, everything will be fine!"

She didn't believe it before, but now she does.

"Qian Yaya."

With Suyi's gentle treatment in front, Qian Yaya stepped forward confidently, her voice was clear and fearless: "Please Mr. Zhang give advice."

"The front of your painting "Blue Waves and Vientiane" is quite smooth, but why does the taste change afterward?"

"Huh?" Qian Yaya was stunned by the question, "Has the taste changed?"

Zhang Nachuan looked at the little girl in front of him, who should be about the same age as his little granddaughter, and reached out and clicked on a certain part of the painting, "What were you thinking before painting this part? It caused this part to resemble the previous one like a spiritual painting." As if split, I want to know what influenced you to write!"

Qian Yaya swears that she heard it right, she really heard Lu Sen laugh just now, she ground her teeth and couldn't help lowering her head to think, what the hell was she doing at that time?

"Wait, I remembered, when I passed Teacher Jiang, I saw her painting!"

Jiang Lingxi, who was suddenly cueed: "..."

Qian Yaya continued to say: "I have seen Teacher Jiang's paintings, and I can't help but compare Teacher Jiang's paintings with Shen Qianshan's original works when I go back. Mr. Zhang, you know that the two styles meet in your mind and cannot be controlled. Is it the feeling of schizophrenia?"

Zhang Nachuan was almost amused, but fortunately he tensed up, "In the final analysis, your will is not firm enough. Whether it is copying or painting, the best state is not to be influenced by foreign objects, and always stick to your own way. This is what you have experienced. Too little life is too smooth. The reason why you are placed behind Lin Nuo is because the current state of the two of you is exactly the opposite, just for comparison."

Qian Yaya's little head drooped, "I'm still young."

"Young age is not the reason. Suyi is not very old, but she has a deeper understanding of painting than you. It is indeed very good that you have achieved the current results at a young age, but pride and complacency have always been taboo. Go back and firmly Remember that."

Qian Yaya nodded sullenly, "Oh."

The voice was aggrieved and about to cry.

But Zhang Nachuan only waved his hand, the little girl has aura in calligraphy and painting, she is favored and praised every day at home, he doesn't mind being a villain to suppress this impetuousness.

"There are also Jinghuai and Jiang Lingxi. You happen to be in the same profession, so I'll just put a review together."

"The work you two copied this time," Zhang Nachuan paused, looking at the two young people in front of him, "I don't want to comment on any of them."

When these words came out, not only the people present were stunned, but even the people in the observation room suspected that they had heard it wrong.

What does this mean?
Xu Qingmei couldn't help but think in her heart: Is this so distasteful that you don't even want to comment?

Before that, he praised Jiang Lingxi for his good painting, could it be just irony?
Although Jing Huai was also put together and looked down upon, she could feel better with Jiang Lingxi as her company.

Li Wanxuan's expression also changed when she heard it, teacher, what exactly does this mean?
In her opinion, Jing Huai and Jiang Lingxi's works are not comparable at all!

But her words couldn't reach the museum, so now she can only worry.

However, there were also those who remained calm. Jiang Lingxi and Shen Yunqing's expressions did not change at all when they heard this, and they just waited quietly for the next words.

Zhang Nachuan stared at everyone, "One, it's so bad that I don't even want to comment on it. The other one is not inferior to me, so I'm not qualified to comment!"

Everyone was in an uproar immediately!

(End of this chapter)