Time passed minute by minute, and Ye Chen took the lead in putting down the brush.

Another short time passed, and Zhu Shengkang also put down his pen.

"Help the two professors hang up the painting."

Dean Qin ordered.

Several staff members of the Academy of Fine Arts hung up Ye Chen and Zhu Shengkang.

In an instant, countless students surrounded him and stared forward with wide eyes.

I saw Ye Chen's landscape paintings, majestic and majestic peaks, and the majestic and majestic peaks appeared on the paper.

Although Ye Chen's landscape painting only uses ink and does not use other pigments, the momentum and the special beauty of Chinese painting are irreplaceable by other painting methods.

Zhu Shengkang's oil paintings, at least eight or nine different pigments were used, and Zhu Shengkang's paintings were extremely abstract, or "unpretentiously ugly".

It is hard to imagine how a "professor" painting can be so ugly.

"Looking at this painting, I couldn't help but think of a very popular song."

A boy was staring at Zhu Shengkang's paintings seriously and couldn't help but mutter.

"What song?"

"The Ugly Eight Monsters."

"What's ugly? I think Professor Zhu's paintings are real art and real beauty."

"You people have no aesthetics at all. You can give me some advice. This is an insult to Professor Zhu."

"That's right, what is your Professor Ye painting? How can the low-level beauty be compared with our Professor Zhu?"

The students of the Academy of Tsinghua University spoke one after another to protect Zhu Shengkang. Although a large part of them also thought that Zhu Shengkang's paintings were ugly and outrageous.

But Zhu Shengkang represented their school after all, and as a member of the Academy of Tsinghua and North America, they naturally had to maintain it.

After hearing these people's clamor, the students who supported Ye Chen immediately refuted it.

"What, the word abstraction of your Professor Zhu's painting is simply an insult to abstraction, ugly is ugly."

"The first time I saw such an ugly painting, how could you be so embarrassed to brag about it?"

"Your face is not as thick as you can."

"And, what is the person you Professor Zhu painted? Why do our Chinese people have to have a pair of small squinting eyes? I have never seen many people look like this in reality."

Some students pointed out another big problem with Zhu Shengkang's painting, that is, Zhu Shengkang's painting and the Chinese in Zhu Shengkang's other paintings were all squinting, without exception.

It's simply outrageously ugly. How many people look like this in reality?

Zhu Shengkang was completely painted in response to the stereotypes of Westerners about Chinese people, just trying to please Westerners.

Zhu Shengkang has completely penetrated his "respecting foreign countries and fawning on foreign countries" into his bones.

Even after hearing this accusation, the people from the Academy of Tsinghua and North America were still stubborn.

The two groups quarreled endlessly, and a leader from the Academy of Tsinghua and North America suggested:

"Director Qin, why don't you call more students to evaluate it? Now we have too few people, and it's hard to decide the outcome."

"good."

Dean Qin agreed.

"Director Qin, please invite more international students. Many people in China cannot appreciate my painting, and they are not of that level."

Seeing that Dean Qin was about to take action, Zhu Shengkang specifically added that international students must come.

"good."

President Qin also hated Zhu Shengkang more and more, but after all, he was the master and couldn't say anything.

Under the arrangement of Dean Qin, another thirty or forty students came, and a large part of them were international students.

After discovering this, Zhu Shengkang's face showed a successful smile.

Now, my own paintings are definitely the most popular, and I can crush Ye Chen's paintings.

Zhu Shengkang stood here as a victorious attitude.

"Everyone compares some of these two paintings."

Dean Qin told the students who had just arrived in Chinese and English.

The thirty or forty new students studied it carefully.

"What is this oil painting? How can it be so ugly? It's better to be this landscape painting."

"I also support this landscape painting."

“This...Chinese painting...is very good..."

After a closer look, many people said that Ye Chen's paintings were better, and even some international students said so.

"Are you sure?"

When Zhu Shengkang found that even the international students were standing on Ye Chen's side, he couldn't sit still, so he immediately stood up to explain.

"You can look carefully. I used to be a work that is very similar to this oil painting, but I have won the international award."

"That's right, there's nothing wrong with your eyes."

Dai Owen also echoed next to him, thinking that these people could not appreciate the master's elegant creations.

"My grandfather is also an internationally renowned oil painting master. I have admired a lot of oil paintings."

"Is this called oil painting? You are called "ugly painting". Real oil paintings are also elegant, but you are just ugly for the sake of being ugly, which has simply defiled oil painting."

At this time, a Western student ruthlessly criticized Zhu Shengkang in fluent Chinese language.

“Agree.”

“Too right.”

Other international students also agreed.

They all like oil paintings very much, and many of them learn oil paintings.

But the oil painting in front of me is no longer worthy of being called an oil painting, it is completely an "ugly painting".

More and more international students are coming out to scold Zhu Shengkang.

Zhu Shengkang's face was completely unstoppable.

"You don't know how to appreciate art. You are all ordinary people, not masters, and you are not qualified to evaluate my paintings!"

Zhu Shengkang broke up and said stubbornly.

Before Zhu Shengkang's words could be finished, a sudden voice came from not far away.

"Master, who says there are no masters among us?!"

Ye Chen stood up slowly.

Sorry, he is the master!!!

"Master, you are the only one?"

Zhu Shengkang pointed at Ye Chen and sneered. He didn't believe Ye Chen's words.

Zhu Shengkang arrogantly questioned Ye Chen:
Chapter completed!