Yang Haoran nodded towards Zhu Mingyi with a smile on his face.
He gladly accepted the favor sent by Zhu Mingyi.
From this point of view alone, Zhu Mingyi is quite competent as a parent officer.
At least when it comes to upholding fairness, it does a relatively good job.
Xiao Qinghe felt as if he had eaten shit. Not only could he not refuse, he even cheered loudly.
Zhu Mingyi had already sent someone to invite Master Gong Changli, and he quickly invited him back.
Gong Changli was originally from Qingchuan City, but he had been away from his hometown for many years.
Now it can be considered that the fallen leaves have returned to their roots and their clothes have returned to their hometown.
Although he is already ten years old, he is well-maintained, energetic, and has a rosy face.
I already knew what was happening here when I came here, so after entering the hall, I went straight to the two paintings.
Zhu Mingyi hurriedly greeted him and bent down to salute.
"Master Gong, I'm really sorry that I have to trouble you to make a trip."
Xiao Qinghe didn't dare to pretend to be big in front of Gong Changli, even if he was reluctant, he joined in.
"Hello, Master Gong, I am Xiao Qinghe from the Xiao family."
Gong Changli glanced at him, nodded expressionlessly, and said nothing.
Xiao Qinghe said something sad, with a cold expression on his face.
As for threatening Gong Changli just like that, Xiao Qinghe didn't have the courage.
Gong Changli's influence was so great that even he had to be wary.
At that time, the two paintings had been placed side by side by the staff to facilitate comparison and judgment.
Seeing Gong Changli approaching, the people guarding the two paintings quickly moved out of the way.
There are only two creators left, Xiao Chenyu and Fan Tingting, as well as Yang Haoran and Wu Qianlian.
"Hello, Master Gong."
Several people all said hello, and Yang Haoran nodded and smiled at Gong Changli.
Gong Changli and Yang Haoran looked at each other, and for a moment they were slightly stunned. They felt a special charm from Yang Haoran.
As a master of calligraphy and painting, Gong Changli not only has great painting skills, but also can enter the state of unity between nature and man anytime and anywhere.
The state of unity between man and nature is similar to the state of a practitioner, and his perception of everything around him is quite keen.
Yang Haoran gives people the feeling of being ethereal and lofty, seemingly transcending all things.
Gong Changli was surprised and couldn't help but look Yang Haoran up and down.
Gong Changli has seen only a handful of people with such a special charm in his life.
Without exception, they are all master-level figures who have been immersed in a certain field for many years.
The so-called master is the person who truly founded the sect, far beyond ordinary people.
This young man was definitely an extraordinary person. When he saw him standing next to Fan Tingting, he suddenly realized that this man was the little girl's calligraphy and painting teacher.
Thinking of this, Gong Changli did not dare to neglect.
Ignoring the others, he just raised his fist towards Yang Haoran.
"This little friend, I'm so glad to meet you. Did you teach this little girl her calligraphy and painting?"
Yang Haoran nodded: "Yes, she is my student. Please comment and correct me, Master Gong."
It was a very ordinary sentence, but Gong Changli looked slightly frightened.
He quickly waved his hand and said, "I don't dare to call you a master. I just spent a long time in calligraphy and painting and have achieved some small achievements."
Compared with a true master-level figure, it is not worth mentioning."
The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was interested. Everyone around him looked strange and amused.
Anyone who is not a fool can see that Gong Changli’s attitude towards Yang Haoran is different from that towards other people. Excellent reading book
Even when facing Zhu Mingyi and Xiao Qinghe, Gong Changli always ignored them.
In front of Yang Haoran, he seemed so humble.
Is it because we feel sympathy for each other? Is it because we are traveling together?
Zhu Mingyi had a playful look on his face, as if he had thought of something, and a smile appeared on his lips.
This time he chose to side with Yang Haoran, which should be the wisest choice.
Xiao Qinghe became more and more aggrieved and irritable.
Although Wu Qianlian was dissatisfied, she did not have the right to speak on this occasion, so she could only remain silent.
After Gong Changli was modest, his eyes had already glanced towards the two paintings.
For a master of his level, as long as he glances at ordinary works, as long as they are not sophisticated masterpieces, he will make a judgment immediately.
The two paintings by Fan Tingting and Xiao Chenyu are obviously ordinary works.
There was silence all around, everyone was waiting for Gong Changli's conclusion.
After only ten seconds, Gong Changli nodded slightly.
First, he exclaimed: "The waves in the Yangtze River push back the waves in front, which is really terrifying.
If we hadn't known about it in advance, how could we have imagined that these two paintings were actually made by two eleven-year-old boys?
Both paintings are remarkable and their painting skills are extraordinary."
Everyone around was talking and lamenting.
Although Gong Changli's words were just for the occasion, they were by no means nonsense.
Xiao Qinghe's expression also softened slightly. It seemed that Gong Changli also knew how to behave.
Wu Qianlian couldn't wait and asked: "Master Gong, what do you think of my son's painting?
My son’s teacher is Master Mo Yu, and I often hear him mention you.”
Gong Changli sneered. Although he and Mo Yu knew each other, they had nothing in common.
Moreover, Mo Yu is not a broad-minded person. It is almost impossible for him to mention his colleagues in front of his boss.
However, there was no need to expose this kind of lie, and Gong Changli just laughed it off.
Then he pointed at Xiao Chenyu's picture of a tiger going up the mountain.
"This picture of a tiger climbing up the mountain is a traditional Chinese painting with a profound meaning, which means that it keeps moving upward.
To judge the quality of a painting, the first thing to look at is the layout and charm.
Although the layout of this painting is not surprising, there is nothing wrong with it.
Although the charm is slightly lacking, it has also been initially reflected.
To be fair, although it cannot be compared with master-level works, it is still eye-catching and has some collection value."
The three original calligraphy and painting judges looked at each other without saying a word.
As industry insiders, they can better understand the meaning of Gong Changli's words.
Although he did not criticize, he fully expressed his disdain for the painting.
If we interpret it in vernacular, it means that this painting is too mediocre and has no highlights.
He is indeed a master-level figure, and his vision is indeed a bit high.
But Wu Qianlian didn't understand shit and thought Gong Changli was complimenting her, so she looked very happy.
"Thank you Master Gong for the compliment. I will definitely let my son learn more from you."
Xiao Qinghe blushed and felt very embarrassed.
It is really embarrassing to bring a wife who has not made up in such an occasion!
Gong Changli just smiled indifferently and ignored it.
Then he turned his head and looked at the painting of Wu Song painted by Fan Tingting.
Suddenly his eyes lit up, he took a deep breath and nodded repeatedly.
