Her Majesty the Queen is a god in the entertainment industry

The paintings that have been drawn are laid out carelessly on the table. Jiang Lingxi removed the paperweight and was about to reach for it when a pair of wrinkled hands stretched out beside him and picked it up carefully first.

Zhang Nachuan let go of his cane and stood up. He wanted to say something, but seeing that there were three unfinished guests next to him, it might affect them, so he swallowed the words again.

"Since the painting is finished, I'll take it away first, is there any objection?"

Jiang Lingxi glanced at the painting, "No, please do as you please."

The brows and eyes of the wrinkled face suddenly relaxed, "You are very good."

If this attitude and evaluation were heard by Lu Sen, it would probably be eye-catching on the spot.

The camera on the side faithfully transmitted this scene to the reviewer's observation room.

After seeing Jiang Lingxi's completed painting on the split screen, Xu Qingmei only felt that her heart sank to the bottom of the valley, compared to the relief that spread from the bottom of her heart to her face.

Just about to question Jiang Lingxi's copy of the painting is not the same as the original, this is the only point she can find to criticize Jiang Lingxi.

As a result, before he could speak, he heard the evaluation of Mr. Zhang.

This person has already rated it very well. If she mentions it again, it will not be questioning Jiang Lingxi, but old Mr. Zhang.

She didn't forget that Li Wanxuan who didn't give her face at all was still a student of Mr. Zhang.

But he was really unwilling, so he could only speak in a curious and puzzled tone: "I remember that the challenge of the guests in this issue is not copying. I see that the works copied by other people are almost exactly the same as the original works. Jiang Lingxi The copied works are two works that look completely different from the original. Although the final picture is also very good, does this mean that it is no longer within the category of copying?"

Even if there is no way to criticize Jiang Lingxi for her poor painting, then Jiang Lingxi must be given the label of intentionally being independent.

The relief on Li Wanxuan's face paused, but before Xu Qingmei noticed the change, she was secretly delighted, an unquestionable voice came from the other side of her at a leisurely pace.

"From ancient times to the present, copying has always been difficult and easy to imitate. What's the explanation? Obtaining the meaning of ancient people, imitating the shape of ancient people, from shape to spirit, copying is a process of continuous improvement. Since copying is to make people improve, why should If you intentionally pursue similarity and degrade your own ability, it would be better not to paint!"

In front of the camera, after Shen Yunqing glanced at Xu Qingmei expressionlessly, she continued to speak bluntly: "In my opinion, although Shen Qianshan's "Blue Waves" has artistic conception, it has lost its momentum. Teacher Jiang's painting in her In order to make up for the original missing momentum, and discard the historical value, I am more optimistic about Mr. Jiang's "Blue Waves and Vientiane"."

Just now Xu Qingmei was chilled by Shen Yunqing's stare, and then heard that he had no scruples and was still recording the program, bluntly defending Jiang Lingxi, and even criticized all the famous painters in history unceremoniously.

If she hadn't been in the entertainment industry for so many years and had already practiced the kung fu of hiding her emotions, she would have been able to break her skills on the spot.

What made her feel even more uncomfortable was that Li Wanxuan also nodded, and she obviously agreed with Shen Yunqing's point of view, "That's right, although today's challenge project is copying, you don't have to limit yourself to just copying. If you have already mastered The technique in the original painting, and I have the confidence to draw a better work. If it were me, I would not want to copy for the sake of copying, and in the end I would only get an identical painting. At Jiang Lingxi’s level, the most important thing is to improve yourself Yes, nothing else matters."

These words made the other two reviewers nod their heads uncontrollably.

Xu Qingmei almost gritted her back molars when she saw the trend of being completely gone forever.

But after thinking about the consequences of stopping the recording of national TV variety shows, he could only shut up unwillingly and say less and make less mistakes.

Looking at Jing Huai who was still immersed in copying on the split screen, the disappointment in his heart became a little stronger.

He also said that he has worshiped a famous teacher, even Jiang Lingxi has never been compared to him, which is really disappointing!
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After Jiang Lingxi's painting was taken away, she didn't stand still and waited for others to finish painting. She gestured to turn off the microphone, and after asking Chen Weiwen that she could move freely now, she left the seat directly.

Hearing the footsteps in front of them walking away, the remaining three people couldn't help but feel a little more anxious.

Shen Hechen and Qian Yaya are still stable, but Jing Huai thinks that even if Jiang Lingxi can calligraphy and painting, their main business is in the entertainment industry, and their level is definitely not as good as that of Shen Hechen and Qian Yaya who specialize in painting.

But now the development of the situation has clearly exceeded his expectations. Jiang Lingxi was actually the first among them to complete it. Even if he kept telling himself not to be in a hurry, it would be great if he could really control himself and not be in a hurry.

In impatience and panic, he accidentally picked the wrong brush, dipped it in paint, and hurriedly dropped it on the paper.Originally, a thin line should have been drawn in that place, but it fell on the paper as a much thicker line, instantly destroying the originally harmonious picture.

Li Wanxuan glanced at the split screen belonging to Jinghuai, and when she saw the obviously wrong line on the rice paper, she couldn't help but sigh, "I'm not good at heart, I'm just impatient!"

This is also human nature, just like during an exam, if someone leaves the venue after answering the questions ahead of time, even if there is still a lot of time left to answer the questions, the one who finishes answering and leaves first will still leave a lot for those who have not finished answering. psychological pressure.

But what can we do about it? You can't hold back after you have finished the answer. This will test the ability of the remaining people to resist pressure.

The same is true for this copying session. It not only tests everyone's painting skills, but also their temperament.

If you don’t have enough xinxing, it’s not surprising that mistakes lead to failure.

Half an hour passed without knowing it.

First Shen Hechen, then Lin Nuo and Qian Yaya all raised their hands to show that they had completed the painting.

Jing Huai's hand holding the brush was trembling. He felt that everyone around him was looking at him. He closed his eyes and put the brush back when he saw the painting in front of him that he was not satisfied with. .

Keep going, it doesn't seem to make any sense!

The last commit completed no one expected to be Lucerne.

Lu Sen said that he didn't want to either, but he was afraid that he would be criticized by the old man for not being serious enough if he handed in early.

Among the seven guests, it seemed that he was the only one who had a particularly difficult time recording.

It can be seen that being too familiar is sometimes not a good thing.

The old man was not polite to him at all.

In a vacant room of the museum.

When everyone was invited in, they saw two rows of clearly defined works hanging on one of the walls.

The upper row is a few original works that are still under strict protection, while the lower row is the works copied by the seven of them.

At a glance, it is clear at a glance.

The cane in Zhang Nachuan's hand, standing in front of the work, has now become a teaching pole, "Look, this is the result of your copying for nearly two hours."

The teaching rod in his hand landed precisely under the work Lu Sen copied, "This one, Lu Sen."

Lu Sen, who was named, walked from the back of the crowd to the front, took a deep breath and prepared to be taught a lesson, bent slightly and bowed, "Please Mr. Zhang for guidance."

In the next few minutes, Shen Hechen finally saw how profound this old man Zhang's training skills were.

He looked at his own work pasted next to Lu Sen's work, and silently hugged himself tightly!