The Great Master of Picking Up Girls

(Rushing the list for red tickets, for collection.)

Not afraid of not knowing the goods, but afraid of comparing goods.

Comparing Zhang Dong's and Ye Yong's paintings together, Ye Yong's paintings are like children's graffiti works, no matter how you look at them, they are not pleasing to the eye.And Zhang Dong's paintings are like fine works carefully created by a peerless master for several years. His artistic achievements have reached the peak, which is shocking no matter how you look at it.

Although all the judges were obsessed with appreciating Zhang Dong's works and hadn't given any marks to the two works, Ye Yong knew that the results had come out a long time ago, and the scores were very different. Zhang Dong's should be a full score, and he might be a zero.

How dare you challenge such a master?How ridiculous and childish it is.

I am definitely a model of self-indulgence, a model of laughing and generosity.

And Zhang Dong's reputation will definitely flourish.

He covered his face, tears of shame streaming down his face.

At this moment, he really had the urge to commit suicide, but unfortunately the stage was not too high, he couldn't die if he jumped off it.

Zhong Tian in the audience was the funniest, pointing at Ye Yong, who looked like a dead man, exaggeratedly said to Liu Kui: "Uncle Master, Master will definitely win, you see that man is about to commit suicide, we have to be careful later, to prevent He jumped down and fell to his death, and it would be bad if he got blood."

Liu Kui, Chen Xiaojiao, Gao Qian, and Ding Fangfang all had strange expressions on their faces, and they were fixed on the face of Ye Yong, who was streaming down tears. The joy in his heart was overflowing, the victory was guaranteed, Zhang Dong was determined to win, not only the judges Fools usually can't wake up, and even this guy is ashamed to death.

But what exactly did Zhang Dong paint?

Does he really have great drawing skills?

Seeing that all the judges were admiring his work, Zhang Dong didn't seem to wake up in a short time, so he walked to a chair in the judges room and sat down, raised his legs, and smiled to admire the beauty of Miao Yanyu and Wu Menglin. Peerless appearance.

Maybe the students in the audience were bored, or maybe they were dissatisfied with all the judges, even the principal He Weidong, who walked over to Zhang Dong's work with several judges for a long time, and there was nothing to say. Boos one after another.

Everyone on the stage woke up.

Glancing at each other, they both saw deep shock in each other's eyes. This work is definitely rare and rare, and its value is immeasurable.

They reluctantly walked back to the judging room, looked at Zhang Dong, who stood up and gave up his seat with adoring eyes, forcibly resisted the urge to worship, and sat down one by one.

Wu Menglin also regained her composure, and said in a sweet voice: "Now that the two parties have completed their work, please ask the five judges to rate it."

Since there are only five judges, each judge can score up to [-] points, which adds up to [-] points.

The results of the scoring came out quickly. Zhang Dong was no more, no less, exactly [-] points. None of the judges dared to give a score of less than [-] points, because they couldn't find any faults. Giving a low score will definitely be punished by countless people in the future.

But with comparison, the score of Ye Yong's work is miserable, with a total of 21 points.

Chen Xiaojiao, Gao Qian, Liu Kui, Zhong Tian, ​​Ding Fangfang, and three of Zhang Dong's roommates cheered wildly, almost knocking the floor down.

The students of Aoki University in the audience were all stunned. Although they had already felt bad from the judges' reaction, Ye Yong's defeat by such a big score was still unacceptable to them. After all, Ye Yong's reputation It was too big, and it always made them feel like thunder, but how could they lose so badly?

Therefore, for a while, except for the cheers of Liu Kui and the others, the hall fell silent, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly dignified.

Ye Yong really burst into tears now. Not only did he not dislike his low score, but he also thanked the judges for their mercy and didn't give him zero points. If he was a judge himself, he would give himself a big duck egg. Until today, he did not know what is art, what is painting, and can his works be regarded as paintings?

He is deeply suspicious!

Tang Xue, who always wanted to see Zhang Dong's jokes, was trembling with anger, looked at Zhang Dong who was smiling and calmly standing on the stage, and kept cursing in her heart: "Isn't it just a painting? , It’s not worth a few bucks, what’s the big deal, I didn’t make a mistake in my original choice! It’s just bad luck, Zhang Dong, go to hell!”

Maybe it was because she heard her voice, or maybe it was a coincidence, Wu Menglin asked in an eager tone: "Several judges, you gave Zhang Dong's work full marks without exception. This is unique. Please comment on his work." how?"

The judges had already had itchy throats, but they couldn't bear it anymore, and began to comment one by one.They are either calligraphers or painters. Since ancient times, there is no distinction between calligraphy and painting. Calligraphers out of ten are good at painting, and painters are also good at calligraphy. Therefore, their comments really hit the nail on the head.

"The lines of this work are clear and fine, the colors are bright and elegant, the body is graceful, the shape is accurate, and it is majestic and steep. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a rare treasure..."

"This work is made with a small axe. It is majestic and steep, but the brush and ink are delicate, the layout is sparse, and the style is elegant and handsome..."

……

Such technical terminology made everyone dizzy and almost lost their minds. Finally, after several experts finished their comments, Wu Menglin asked with a smile: "To be honest, we don't quite understand what you heard. Do you have an estimate?"

"This is a rare treasure, how can it be measured by money?" Huang Xi, a famous calligrapher, said angrily.

Wu Menglin didn't care, and asked narrowly, "Old Huang, based on what you said just now, can I draw a conclusion that this painting is worthless?"

Dense beads of sweat appeared on Huang Xi's forehead, obviously frightened by Wu Menglin's words, this is a great injustice, he never said that, he quickly shouted: "What I said is that this painting is too It is precious and difficult to estimate. If I really want to give a price, I personally think it is worth more than 1000 million RMB. Note that it is more than that. When Zhang Dong becomes famous, the price of this painting will increase many times.”

The hall was silent. I was stunned by this terrifying number. I couldn’t come back to my senses. ***, just draw a picture at random, and it’s worth more than 1000 million. If you draw one picture every day, it’s worth more than 30 in a year. 30 million, and when Zhang Dong became famous, it was more than [-] billion?Even money printing machines are not so efficient.

The three roommates Liu Kui, Gao Qian, Zhong Tian, ​​Ding Fangfang, and Zhang Dong were all shocked to the extreme, and they couldn't regain their senses no matter how they rubbed their foreheads.

However, Chen Xiaojiao, a money fanatic, is already counting with her fingers. From now on, Zhang Dong will be asked to paint a few paintings every day, and then how much money she can make a month. After calculating, her eyes are full of burning, her face is full of ecstasy, getting rich Yes, I really got rich, now I can become the richest man in the world, right?

If Zhang Dong read the portrayal of her current mood, he must be dumbfounded, with sweat on his back.

Tang Xue, a black-bellied woman, was immediately stunned when she heard this number. What, it's worth more than 1000 million?How can this be?

At this moment, she only felt that her heart was about to burst, and regret was like a surging tide, hitting her heart in one shot, making her almost faint, and making her have the urge to commit suicide, how could she be so stupid?Why choose Pengfeng?Otherwise, I will be one of Zhang Dong's girlfriends, and I don't have to ask for too much money. As long as he draws a picture for himself every day, I will be a rich man in the world, and I can't use it up in dozens of lifetimes.

Regret, regret too much, why is there no regret medicine in the world?

She burst into tears, and the light of pleading and anticipation shot out from her eyes, projecting on Zhang Dong who stood on the stage like a golden mountain, hoping to attract his attention, hoping to get his forgiveness, and let her continue to be his girlfriend.

It's a pity that Zhang Dong doesn't even look at her. He has long forgotten Tang Xue, a woman who loves vanity. .

In fact, Zhang Dong himself was surprised by the price of this painting. However, this work is indeed his pinnacle work, which has a lot to do with inspiration. A famous painting requires not only skill but also good artistic conception, otherwise , even if it is not a famous painting, its value will be greatly reduced.

Wu Menglin, as a show host with long sleeves and good dance skills, was also shocked by this number and was speechless for a while. She looked at Zhang Dong with admiring eyes for a long time before continuing to ask the other judges for their evaluation.

Accurate valuation is indeed a difficult problem, but they all gave a price of more than 1000 million for fear that the valuation would be too low. The famous painter Jiang Ping even gave an affirmative price, which was 500 million yuan, which made everyone The heart was shocked to an unparalleled level.

Only Miao Yanyu has no valuation ability, so when Wu Menglin asked her politely, she said with a shocked expression: "I really don't know how much this peerless treasure is worth, but I can be sure that this painting is worth more than me." many!!"

"Chuckles~~~"

Wu Menglin was the first to laugh, and many girls in the audience laughed ambiguously, and kept discharging Zhang Dong, hoping to shock him into a coma, and then fell down from the stage and fell into their arms.

All the boys from Qingmu University turned ugly. A top-notch beauty like Miao Yanyu secretly fell in love with Zhang Dong, so how could he compete with him?How else could she stop Chen Xiaojiao from falling into his arms?

For the first time, Wu Menglin didn't care about the emotions of the boys in the audience. She walked up to Zhang Dong with a smile like a flower, handed over the microphone and asked, "Student Zhang Dong, I didn't expect you to be a powerful painter, but you have never shown yourself before. Excuse me, How did you improve your painting skills to such an extent that the value of a painting exceeds 1000 million?"

Zhang Dong took the microphone and touched her ginger-like fingers. It really felt like an electric shock. A beauty is a beauty after all, but the touch is different.

He glanced narrowly at the beauty with a hint of rosy glow on her cheeks, and after receiving an angry white eye from her, he replied: "There is no shortcut to painting. You have to practice hard day and night. As long as you can persist, one day you will become a master." .”

All the students, including the judges on the stage, were taken aback for a moment, secretly thinking that he was able to draw such a famous painting that has been passed down through the ages, it was not a fluke, it was due to hard work and practice.

Only Liu Kui, Chen Xiaojiao, and Gao Qian, who knew Zhang Dong's details, covered their mouths and snickered at the same time, and Brother Dong was talking nonsense again.