Her Majesty the Queen is a god in the entertainment industry

There were quite a few people standing in the room at the moment, creating an atmosphere of complete silence for a while.

The observation room was also quiet, except for a few gasping sounds that could not be held back, and because of the silence, the sound of breathing became particularly obvious.

No one expected that Mr. Zhang's evaluation of the last two works would be like this.

One was directly crushed into the dust, and the other was directly raised to the same height as himself.

This gap is simply, public execution!

Lu Sen didn't feel overwhelmed at this moment, and even felt that the old man was kind enough to him, just look at this comparison!

He quietly turned his head and looked in Jing Huai's direction.

Not surprisingly, I saw a face that couldn't control the embarrassment to the extreme.

That handsome face that was obsessed by thousands of fans is now as dark as the bottom of a pot.I don't know how those fans will feel when they see their idol like this when the show is broadcast.

In fact, when he saw Jing Huai's copied work hanging on the wall, he was a little confused.

I thought that the other party could be on this show, and if he couldn't do calligraphy, it meant that he had a high level of painting, but with just such a copied work, you can see how far this person is from other people.

The four copies of "Blue Waves and Vientiane", not to mention Jiang Lingxi's, which is especially favored by the old man, even compared with Qian Yaya and Shen Hechen, there is a big gap.

Qian Yaya and Shen Hechen's works have been pointed out by the old man for many shortcomings.

Thinking about it this way, he suddenly understood why the old man didn't want to comment on Jing Huai's works.

There are too many slots to point out.

So, going back to the original doubt, what kind of work did Jing Huai rely on to be selected to record this show?

The doubts in Lu Sen's heart are also the doubts of several other guests except Jiang Lingxi at the moment.

Qian Yaya resisted so much that she didn't look in Jing Huai's direction, she was afraid that her fan filter for Jing Huai would be completely shattered.

In any case, she is someone who has been sincerely fanning her for several years, and she is really unwilling to accept this fact.

But the works pasted on the wall are right in front of you, and you can't ignore them even if you want to ignore them.Her own idol who is proficient in calligraphy and painting, she has already seen calligraphy, and painting, that's it?
She drew better than this three years ago!

Zhang Nachuan didn't look at the surprised or embarrassed expressions of the crowd at all, and he didn't care at all that he was an idol with nearly ten million girl fans. At his status and age, if he couldn't speak freely, it was hard Wait until it goes into the urn.

Gu Zi continued: "The reviews are all finished now, except for Jiang Lingxi, the rest are all unqualified in my opinion! Now go forward and take your works back. If you still have energy, then eat lunch and go Draw another one and show it to me, I won’t force you if you don’t want to draw.” After speaking, he took a step back.

Qian Yaya was the first to step forward and take off her own work, she pursed her lips before turning around and walking back to the line, and looked at the old man who was sitting beside him drinking water slowly.

Zhang Nachuan noticed the gaze, raised his eyelids to look back, met the little girl's unconvinced eyes, and raised his gray eyebrows.

Qian Yaya stomped her feet lightly and walked away. She decided that she would draw another picture in the afternoon.It's the first time Qian Yaya has been scolded so harshly in such a big age, she wants to find her way back!
Lu Sen and others also stepped forward to take back their works, and soon there were only two pictures of Jing Huai and Jiang Lingxi left on the wall.

Sensing the urging gazes from all around, Jing Huai resisted the urge to turn around and leave, stepped forward in silence, pulled off his painting, turned around and turned back.

Even because of the excessive force, one corner of the drawing paper was directly torn apart.

Seeing this, Zhang Nachuan's eyes turned cold. What he hates the most in his life is people who don't cherish his paintings!
If this kid is still stable after being criticized, and is willing to put down his body and humbly ask a few other companions for advice, he will still look at him more or less.

But looking at this kid's behavior now, it's obvious that he only feels embarrassed after being criticized.With this kind of mind, this is the end of calligraphy and painting!
Ordinary people can barely read it, but to them, this painting is a piece of rubbish.

When Jiang Lingxi was going to pick up her painting, she was stopped.

She looked at the person who stopped her, "Mr. Zhang?"

Zhang Nachuan first hooked his lips into a smile under Lu Sen's horrifying gaze, and then said in a tone that was many times more gentle than before: "Mr. Jiang's "Blue Waves and Vientiane", or leave In my museum, it happens that there are quite a few empty spaces in my exhibition hall of contemporary works."

In an instant, several fiery gazes converged on the figure standing straight in front of Mr. Zhang, as if they were going to burn a hole in that slender figure with their eyes.

Although this private museum is no better than those large public museums, in the eyes of everyone in the painting and calligraphy circles, this museum is definitely not light.

Needless to say, it is such an honor for a work to be collected by the owner of the museum, everyone knows it.

No one thought that Jiang Lingxi would refuse this request that could make her famous in the painting and calligraphy circles with just a nod.

Until they heard: "Sorry, I have other arrangements for this painting, and I can only live up to Mr. Zhang's kindness."

When these words fell into their ears, not only were everyone stunned, but even Zhang Nachuan himself, who had never expected to be rejected, couldn't hide his astonishment at this moment.

He took a deep breath, "Do you know what opportunity you missed?"

But for a person whose former residence has become a museum, and the gadgets he used as a child are carefully preserved and exhibited, these words really do not cause any fluctuations.

"Mr. Zhang, I have made up my mind."

"Okay then," Zhang Nachuan couldn't hide his disappointment in his voice, and he didn't bother to care about the unclosed camera, "It's okay to have lunch together later. The imagery method you use in this painting, people who know it now It's running out, shall we discuss it later?"

Before Jiang Lingxi could nod his head, Lu Sen's voice of surprise came from behind him, "Is this painting using imagery?" The man hurried forward as he spoke, and begged cheekily: "Can you add more?" Me alone?"

Lin Nuo looked at the figure of Lu Sen walking past, and met the encouraging eyes of his girlfriend off-camera with some hesitation, and walked forward after he calmed down, "I'm also curious about the way the image is written, can you take me with you?" .”

After Qian Yaya and Shen Hechen looked at each other, seeing each other lift their feet, they hurriedly quickened their pace.

"And I!"

"Sister Jiang, I'm also very interested."

As soon as Shen Hechen finished speaking, Qian Yaya gave her a blank look. In order to get close, she even called out to her sister!

After Qian Yaya gave Shen Hechen the supercilious look, she called out sweetly, not to be outdone, "Sister Jiang." Since they were all girls, she boldly stretched out her hand and gently shook Jiang Lingxi's arm.

Su Yi looked at Jing Huai, who was still standing still, and at Qian Yaya, who was already proficient in acting like a baby, and turned around to walk towards the latter silently.

She also wants to hang out with Sister Jiang, who is beautiful and good at painting!

Jiang Lingxi, who was surrounded by groups without paying attention: "..."

Looking at Zhang Nachuan who was disturbed by a group of brats every minute at the quiet dinner: "..."

Everyone, at this moment, silently forgot about the figure behind him who was wearing a gray shirt and at the moment his body was covered with a layer of gray haze.

Jing Huai looked at the azure color that was still bright in the crowd, and clearly felt the bloody taste in his mouth!