Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 973 A Test
After Zhang Zhong said a few words, he came down from behind the podium. After all, he is not the protagonist today.

Wu Ziyun nodded to Zhang Keyian, and then walked onto the podium by himself.

"Mr. Zhang Zhong discussed with you the relationship between writing and art from the perspective of a writer. I think you should be able to gain a lot from it." Wu Ziyun also knew that today's protagonist is not Zhang Zhong, so he mentioned Zhang Zhong just now. The speech quickly entered today's topic, "It stands to reason that we should meet at the studio for today's party. However, there are more people coming this year. If you all squeeze into one studio, you probably won't be able to move your feet. Open. It was only this morning that I knew that there were so many students coming, so I asked the school for the Fengyue Exhibition Hall temporarily. After a while, the teacher on duty will come with the key, and I will take you there."

The Fengyue Exhibition Hall is a small exhibition hall in Central America. The area is not large. The three floors add up to only [-] square meters, and one and a half floors are filled with various paintings, but it is no problem for the art group to use it for gatherings. .

There is no specific process for the gathering of the art group, but under normal circumstances, they will chat about art-related things in the studio.

Occasionally, when encountering students who are studying at school, some seniors and sisters will also perform on the spot to impart experience to the younger students.

In fact, there is no Fengyue exhibition hall, the largest lecture theater in Central America has [-] seats, and everyone can complete the communication by moving to the largest lecture theater.

Wu Ziyun also wanted to make this gathering more grand, so he specially asked for the Fengyue Exhibition Hall.

After a while, the teacher on duty in the Fengyue Exhibition Hall came over with the key.

Wu Ziyun waved to the people below, and said, "Everyone come with me, don't worry, come here according to the seat order, I'm not afraid that you will fall behind, everyone should know the location of the Fengyue exhibition hall."

A student at the bottom laughed and said, "Dean Wu, it doesn't matter if there are people you don't know. We can go around a place as big as Yangmei in a few minutes. With a signboard as big as Fengyue Exhibition Building, are you afraid to find it?" Is it not coming?"

Wu Ziyun smiled and said, "Student, go out for a few minutes now and give me a try."

The classmate who spoke to him before said quickly, "Dean Wu, I call it exaggeration. Teacher Zhang Zhong, you are a great writer, don't you think so?"

Zhang Zhong nodded with a smile, "That's right, it seems that this student studied hard in elementary school."

Wu Ziyun shook his head, "Stop talking nonsense, just follow up."

Fengyue Building is not far from the classroom they are in now, turn right when you go out, you can see the big sign of Fengyue Building as soon as you look up, walk there for 3 minutes.

In less than 10 minutes, everyone arrived in the lobby on the first floor of Fengyue Building.

Afterwards, Wu Ziyun asked several students at school to move some drawing boards and get some tools over.

After everything was ready, Wu Ziyun stood in the middle and said, "In the past, when your art group gathered, you could communicate freely without any restrictions. This is very good, and you are very relaxed. But today I will give you a topic, and then you will be enthusiastic about it. Sign up, come and give a lecture based on the topic I proposed, or just do it directly.”

"Do it directly, there is not enough time." Someone said.

"It's not the usual exam. Are you given three or four hours? At most half an hour, you can figure it out."

"Half an hour..."

"Well, in half an hour, you can draw as much as you can. You are not students anymore, so you know what I want to see." Wu Ziyun clapped his hands and said, "Listen, the topic I gave you this time is time. I must have heard You can also guess why I came up with this topic. Most of you have left school for many years. I think you should have a lot of emotion when you return to CAFA. The word time just fits your current situation. Feeling."

A student who has a good relationship with Wu Ziyun couldn't help complaining, "Mr. Wu, isn't this topic too old-fashioned? Every time I have something to do with my alma mater, I must talk about time."

Wu Ziyun said, "It's a little dirty, but the more common the subject is, the more it will test your skills. Come on, all of you sign up enthusiastically, those who are willing to dictate come to my left, and those who are willing to do it come to my right."

After saying this, everyone in the art team looked at each other, but no one wanted to move forward.

Wu Ziyun said again, "If none of you come here, I will call the roll call."

Hearing Wu Ziyun's name roll call, several people came out immediately.

The few people who came out first were all familiar with Wu Ziyun. They knew that if they didn't come out, Wu Ziyun would definitely call them after a while.

Instead of waiting for Wu Ziyun to spot them, it's better to take the initiative.

Wu Ziyun said with a smile, "Okay, okay, other people should be more active."

Probably these few people took the lead, and soon more people signed up.

Later, Wu Ziyun roughly counted, and there were a total of 25 people who signed up, accounting for one-third of the total number of people, which is very good.

To Zhang Chong's surprise, among the 25 people, [-] chose to do it, and only seven chose to dictate.

Anyone can see that it is very difficult to do it, because there is only half an hour.

Zhang Zhong noticed that Zeng Yun, who was chatting with them before, also signed up, and he chose dictation.

This made Zhang Zhong feel a little regretful, because he wanted to see Zeng Yun's paintings more. Judging from Wu Ziyun's attitude before, Zeng Yun should indeed be very talented.

Soon, a special exam will begin.

More than a dozen people stand in front of a drawing board, and each person's performance is different.

Some people are very fast and start to color as soon as they stand in front of the drawing board.

Some people are not in a hurry, just holding their chins and thinking.

Zhang Zhong noticed that one of them was more interesting.This person is in his 30s, and they are not tall. He has a pair of squinted eyes, and his normal expression also gives people the feeling that he is smiling.

Standing in front of the drawing board, he didn't rush to start or think, but slowly opened the teacup he carried with him and took a sip of tea. Then, holding the teacup, he walked back and forth among a dozen people, looking at others.

Because the area on the first floor of Fengyue Exhibition Hall is relatively large, the distance between the paintings is long after all, so there is a large space in the middle for other people to walk through.

The onlookers were not idle either, and when they really started to paint, they all slowly gathered and watched quietly without speaking.

Wu Ziyun dragged Pengpeng into the crowd and whispered to her, "These brothers and sisters are very powerful, you have to learn from them."

Pengpeng nodded heavily, "I will."

(End of this chapter)