When the commotion in the Shui Mo Pavilion was going on, Qi Yuan came back.
Seeing Qi Yuan appear, everyone's spearheads were aimed at Qi Yuan.
Even though Mr. Li has a bad temper, he has been fair and impartial for decades. No one can take advantage of him through the back door.
But the appearance of Qi Yuan broke everything, and no one even understood why Mr. Li was so good to this apprentice.
Immediately, a steward came to Qi Yuandao.
"Qi Yuan, how many years have you been studying painting? Do you think your works are qualified to be put on the shelves of the Ink Painting Pavilion?"
"Qi Yuan, you are Mr. Li's apprentice. We are all optimistic about your future development, but you cannot break the rules of the Ink Painting Pavilion."
“If your work is to be put on the shelves of Shui Mo Pavilion, it must be approved by everyone.”
These people were coming with force. Qi Yuan was worried about scaring the children, so he took a step back to block An Yu behind him.
She already roughly understood what was going on. She asked her teacher to help sell paintings, which aroused public outrage.
Qualification?
In the next five years, her painting skills have matured very well. Before her reputation was completely ruined by Qi Yanran, she was able to fetch a certain price at auction. She did not think that she was not qualified.
Li Hongjun originally acted like a stubborn old man who didn't listen to anyone.
Anyway, when he hangs the painting up, those who should shut up will naturally shut up.
But when he saw that everyone was targeting Qi Yuan, he immediately became angry.
Just like your own child being bullied in front of others, how can you tolerate this?
He said angrily: "Does my judgment have any say in what you say?"
As soon as Li Hongjun got angry, the momentum of everyone present weakened by three points.
Qi Yuan spoke calmly: "Teacher, please don't be angry yet."
After she finished speaking, she turned to look at the other people in the Ink Painting Pavilion and said coldly and solemnly: "Isn't the qualification of the Ink Painting Pavilion for those who are capable? You are so opposed to it. Have you seen my paintings?"
Qi Yuan is so confident that many people are a little surprised.
But they still don't trust it.
"Even if you haven't seen it, you can imagine that Chinese painting is not something you can just paint casually. It requires not only years of study, but also the tempering of life, and even the emotion of creation. You, a young student in your twenties,
What can be done?”
"Qi Yuan, if you become Mr. Li's disciple, you should be down-to-earth and achieve something sooner or later, instead of being so ambitious like now."
"Since you are so confident, you shouldn't be afraid of our test. Just take out your painting."
Qi Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and his loving eyes gradually became arrogant.
It's like having a full aura, even if you are delicate and frail, you can't ignore it.
She chuckled: "Since you want to watch it so much, then go ahead and watch it."
Li Hongjun cooperated and handed Qi Yuan the painting, wanting to see his little apprentice slap him in the face.
The paintings of his young apprentice have actually formed their own style. They just need to continue to hone their skills. He doesn't have much to teach, so how can these people have the right to speak!
Qi Yuan picked up the scroll, put it on the long table, and threw it away with everyone watching.
An ink waterfall picture.
The noise at the scene fell silent.
Landscapes and waterfalls are very common in Chinese paintings, but this painting, even though they have seen so many paintings, still shines in their eyes.
It's spectacular, majestic, and even gives people a majestic and oppressive momentum.
Even if it is said to be the work of an old man who has been in the art world for many years, they still believe it.
Is this really what a young girl can draw?
You have to read thousands of sails to draw this.
You must have the courage to draw this.
Someone murmured.
"This... was this really what you drew?"
"I don't believe it, it's unreasonable."
Qi Yuan just said calmly and confidently: "There is nothing unreasonable. If you don't believe it, I still have it here."
Qi Yuan threw away another painting.
The picture of hundreds of flowers is like smelling their fragrance.
Open another one.
Picture of an eagle hunting, sharp as a knife.
Open again……
Those who had opposed it before began to sweat on their foreheads as they looked at each painting.
Many people seem to understand why Li Hongjun accepted Qi Yuan as his disciple.
Such a talent is so terrifying.
Qi Yuan just said calmly: "Do you want to continue watching?"
Everyone fell silent.
Li Hongjun had no intention of rescuing everyone.
He Rong, who had been watching quietly, was so shocked that he could not speak.
Why is this happening?
Is it really a talent?
She has worked hard for so many years and never dares to relax in her studies, but she is not as good as a young man who is just starting out. There is really no fairness in things in this world.
If Qi Yuan knew what He Rong was thinking, she would definitely sneer. Talent is not inevitable, she just put in more effort than others.
In her previous bad life, she spent all her free time painting, day after day, never stopping.
At this time, He Rong couldn't help but said: "Your paintings are indeed very good, but you don't have enough academic qualifications, no awards, and no reputation. In our industry, there are many good paintings, but if you want to get ahead, you don't need mature painting skills.
.”
Qi Yuan casually put the paintings on the table and glanced around He Rong.
She chuckled: "Famous? How difficult is it?"
He Rong said with a face that she understood: "You are Mr. Li's apprentice, I know you want to rely on Mr. Li, right?"
Qi Yuan took two steps closer and said with a smile: "I will participate in this official Chinese painting exhibition held every five years. This painter, do you want to come with me?"
He Rong was forced to take half a step back under the pressure of Qi Yuan's momentum.
"me……"
"By the way, you are no longer a student at school and can't participate. You must have ranked well and gained fame back then." After Qi Yuan finished speaking, he added lazily: "My paintings can be put on the shelves in the Ink Painting Pavilion.
?"
He Rong did participate that year, but her ranking was not very good. At this time, she was so angry that she almost wanted to curse.
Tong Xi quickly grabbed He Rong, fearing that He Rong would talk nonsense again.
Mr. Li frowned and glanced at He Rong.
The manager responsible for managing the sales department finally said, "Qi Yuan, your paintings are qualified to be put on the shelves of the Ink Painting Pavilion. I'm sorry for my previous doubts."
Qi Yuan's paintings were put on display in the Ink Painting Pavilion.
Qi Yuan followed Li Hongjun to the third floor.
Li Hongjun laughed loudly and gave a thumbs up to Qi Yuan: "Little apprentice, I thought you would be scared of this kind of scene, but I didn't expect you to be so powerful!"
"Teacher, please stop teasing me. I'm causing trouble for you again."
"What trouble! It is natural for a teacher to help his apprentice. If anyone dares to question it next time, I will throw your painting in his face."
Having said this, Li Hongjun asked Qi Yuan with a smile on his face: "Little apprentice, do you really want to participate in the traditional Chinese painting exhibition?"
Qi Yuan nodded: "Yeah."
In this life, she not only wants profit, but also fame.
Qi Yanran will also participate in this traditional Chinese painting exhibition. She is very interested in grabbing whatever Qi Yanran wants.
Li Hongjun looked at Qi Yuan and nodded, smiling so much that there were even more wrinkles on his face.
"I wanted to tell you this before. The Chinese Painting Exhibition held every five years is an opportunity for art students to get ahead. With your level, as long as you participate, you should be able to get a good ranking. The path for art students is not the same.
Go ahead and seize every opportunity."
Qi Yuan responded: "I understand."
Li Hongjun said proudly: "It's worth mentioning that I was number one in the country back then!"
Li Hongjun always felt that Qi Yuan's temperament was too desireless, as if she didn't like to pursue anything except the burning hatred. Now that she wants to participate in this competition, it is rare for her to have a little bit of ambition for fame and fortune.
Feel very happy.
Seeing that the teacher was so happy, Qi Yuan said gently: "Teacher, I plan to return to Huayi."