Although Gao Lin Yueyan didn't know Honda Yamamoto and Lin Yuan Erlang, she was secretly happy when she saw that Miyamoto Xiaosheng looked familiar with them.
With this friendship, you will naturally be subjective when commenting.
Lin Yuanjiro and Honda Yamazaki looked at Miyamoto Xiaosheng's works at the same time, and both of them were full of expectations.
However, the luster in their eyes suddenly dimmed after seeing the work itself.
Especially Honda Yamazaki, even with a hint of disappointment.
Paintings of this level are, at best, just a step into the studio, and they are still far away from being a master.
Even if he points out a few random points, they are all flaws. It seems that Lin Jue's vision is really worrying, or he may be exaggerating.
Lin Yuan Erlang is not the same. As Miyamoto's teacher, he knows Miyamoto Xiaosheng very well.
Not only does this work lack any transcendence, it is even suspected of being shoddy.
This made Lin Yuanjiro very disappointed, especially when he saw Honda Mo's expression, he was even a little ashamed.
Gao Lin Yueyan couldn't see this at all, but instead urged her with great interest.
"Two masters, why don't you comment on this work?"
Mr. Miyamoto also looked expectant.
Mo Honda shook his head in disappointment, looked at Lin Yuan Erlang and said: "Since you are President Lin Yuan's student, it's better for President Lin Yuan to make the comments."
Lin Yuan Erlang saw Honda Mo's thoughts and couldn't help but sigh.
But Miyamoto is his student after all, so he still has to save some face on such occasions.
"It's remarkable, with a solid foundation of skills, a skillful way of drawing outlines and lines, and regular colors. It can be considered a good work."
Gao Lin Yueyan didn't understand painting at all and thought Lin Yuan Erlang was complimenting her.
He immediately said excitedly: "That means this work is very good, right? I just said Xiaosheng is a genius."
Miyamoto's face turned red. He often followed Lin Yuan Erlang. No one understood the meaning of Lin Yuan Erlang's comments better than him.
Lin Yuanjiro's comment was only implicitly polite, but in fact he said that this work was very average and had no highlights at all.
But the people around him didn't understand what he meant, so they started to praise him.
"Miyamoto is a student of President Lin Yuan. It is said that a famous teacher produces a good apprentice, so the works he produces are naturally good."
"A work that even President Lin Yuan would praise must be of the highest quality."
Miyamoto Xiaosheng was a little shy, and Lin Yuanjiro was even more speechless.
Couldn't these idiots realize that what they were saying was polite?
Honda Momo was silent. In any case, Miyamoto Xiaosheng was a student of Lin Yuanjiro.
With this kind of relationship, you have to save some face.
Moreover, Honda Yamazaki began to regret a little, maybe he should not have agreed to come at all.
Ikegami Lin Zetsu happened to be beside Honda Mo and smiled at Honda Mo.
Honda's face was straight: "Ikegami Lin Jue, you have a very good sense. Is this what you call a masterpiece?"
The smile on Chishang Lin Jue's face froze, and then he quickly shook his head.
"Master Ye Mo, you have forgotten that you are invited here to judge this time. Of course it is not just this one, I am referring to another person's work."
Honda Mo's eyes lit up, but his previous interest was gone.
After all, I have lost confidence in Lin Jue's appreciation of Ikegami.
"Master Yemo, why don't we go see another one now?" Lekan Novel
While Honda Mo was hesitating, Chi Shang Lin Jue had already pulled him towards Yang Haoran.
Lin Yuan Erlang sighed and followed the two of them.
The people watching naturally changed their targets instantly, and all gathered towards Yang Haoran.
But when Honda Mo saw Yang Haoran's young appearance, he had already lost half of his interest. At such an age, he was still far away from becoming a master.
Although I thought so in my heart, I still walked to the desk for the sake of face.
His eyes fell inadvertently towards the desk, and then his expression suddenly trembled, and his breathing stopped for an instant.
Lin Yuan Erlang arrived later, just took a look and couldn't help but let out an exclamation.
"Who wrote this work?"
Chi Shang Lin Jue pointed at Yang Haoran, and Lin Yuan Erlang was stunned.
But he quickly moved his gaze back to the painting, looking extremely focused.
The surroundings were quiet and the atmosphere was a bit strange.
What's going on with these two masters? Why don't you comment?
Gao Lin Yueyan was a little impatient in waiting and couldn't help but urge her.
"Two masters, can you comment on this work?"
Mo Honda finally woke up, but the expression on his face was one of shock.
Just when everyone thought Honda Mo was about to comment, Honda Mo walked towards Yang Haoran.
Then in full view of everyone, he bowed deeply to Yang Haoran.
"This master, I'm sorry, but I don't know his name?"
There was an uproar all around. Honda Momo is a recognized master in Nigeria. There are only a handful of people who can have such an attitude and call him a master. What is going on?
Before anyone could react, an even more shocking scene appeared.
Lin Yuan Erlang bowed to Yang Haoran with a serious look on his face.
"As the president of Daban City Calligraphy and Painting Club, I didn't know that a master came to Daban City. This is my fault. Please forgive me!"
Ji Xiang Yumi was stunned next to Yang Haoran. Isn't this a dream?
These two are highly respected figures, so their evaluation of Yang Haoran is too high, right?
Gao Lin Yueyan finally woke up at this time, as if she had been struck by lightning, her expression was dull.
Miyamoto Xiaosheng had a bitter look on his face. He had completely lost his face today and looked at Yang Haoran with a spiteful look.
Everyone was even more disappointed. Although the two masters did not make any comments, their attitudes said everything.
Miyamoto Xiaosheng was just a student in front of Lin Yuan Erlang.
But Honda Momo wanted to respectfully call Yang Haoran "Master". The gap between this period was more than worldly apart?
Just when everyone was shocked, another incredible scene happened.
Honda Mo actually saluted Yang Haoran again and asked very carefully: "Master, can you part with me for this masterpiece of yours?"
If you can learn a thing or two from this masterpiece, it is my fault. As for the price, let the master decide."
Everyone was shocked that Honda Yamazaki actually wanted to collect this painting, which shows its value.
From this point alone, we can conclude that the paintings created by Yang Haoran must be of master level.
Yang Haoran just smiled indifferently: "Since we met, we are destined. Whatever the price, I will give it to you!"