Chapter 1112 Who Says There Are No Masters Among Us?
As time passed, Ye Chen put down his brush first.
After a short period of time passed, Zhu Shengkang also put down his pen.
"Help the two professors hang up the paintings."
Dean Qin ordered.
Several staff members from the Academy of Fine Arts hung up Ye Chen and Zhu Shengkang.
In an instant, countless students gathered around and looked forward with wide eyes.
I saw Ye Chen's landscape paintings, majestic and majestic, with majestic mountain peaks vividly appearing on the paper.
Although Ye Chen's landscape paintings only use ink and no other pigments, the momentum and the special beauty of traditional Chinese painting cannot be replaced by other painting methods.
As for Zhu Shengkang's oil paintings, if you look around, you can see that at least ** different paints were used, and Zhu Shengkang's painting is extremely abstract, or "ridiculously ugly."
It’s hard to imagine how there could be such ugly paintings by “Professor”.
"Looking at this painting, I couldn't help but think of a once popular song."
One boy stared at Zhu Shengkang's paintings seriously and couldn't help but mutter.
"What song"
""The Ugly"."
"No matter how ugly it is, I think Professor Zhu's paintings are the real art and the real beauty."
"You people are not good at aesthetics at all. If you just point out anything, you are insulting Professor Zhu."
"That's it, what is that you Professor Ye painted? How can it compare with our Professor Zhu's low-level beauty?"
Students at Qingbei College spoke out one after another to defend Zhu Shengkang, although a large number of them also felt that Zhu Shengkang's paintings were ugly and outrageous.
But after all, Zhu Shengkang represents their school, and as members of Qingbei Academy, they naturally have to defend it.
After hearing these people shouting, the students who supported Ye Chen immediately refuted.
"What? The use of the word abstract in this painting by Professor Zhu is simply an insult to abstraction. Ugliness is ugly."
"This is the first time I've seen such an ugly painting. How can you brag about it?"
"You guys are not that thick-skinned."
"Furthermore, who is the person you drew, Professor Zhu? Why do our Chinese people have to have small, squinty eyes? I have not seen many people like this in reality."
Some students pointed out another big problem with Zhu Shengkang's paintings, that is, the Chinese people in Zhu Shengkang's painting, as well as in Zhu Shengkang's other paintings, all have squinted eyes, without exception.
It's simply ridiculously ugly. How many people look like this in real life.
Zhu Shengkang painted this completely to cater to Westerners' stereotypes of Chinese people, and he just wanted to please Westerners.
Zhu Shengkang simply took the idea of "worshiping foreigners and favoring foreigners" deep into his bones.
Even after hearing this accusation, the people at Qingbei Academy still spoke harshly.
The two groups quarreled endlessly, and a leader of the Qing Dynasty North Academy suggested:
"Dean Qin, why don't you call in more students to evaluate us? There are too few of us now, so it's hard to tell the winner."
"good."
Dean Qin agreed.
"Dean Qin, please invite more international students. Many people in China cannot appreciate this painting of mine. They don't have that level."
Seeing that Dean Qin was about to take action, Zhu Shengkang specifically added that international students must come over.
"good."
Dean Qin also disliked Zhu Shengkang more and more, but he was the master after all, so it was hard to say anything.
Under the arrangement of Dean Qin, another thirty or forty students came, most of whom were international students.
Upon discovering this, a successful smile appeared on Zhu Shengkang's face.
Now, my own paintings are definitely the most popular and can crush Ye Chen's paintings.
Zhu Shengkang stood here with a victor's attitude.
"Let's compare these two paintings."
Dean Qin spoke to the newly arrived students in Chinese and English.
The thirty or forty new students studied it carefully.
"What is this oil painting? How can it be so ugly? This landscape painting is better."
"I also support this landscape painting."
"This... Chinese painting... is very good..."
After taking a closer look, many people said that Ye Chen's paintings were better, even some international students said so.
"Are you sure?"
Finding that even the international students were on Ye Chen's side, Zhu Shengkang couldn't sit still, so he immediately stood up and explained.
"Look carefully, I have a painting very similar to this oil painting that won an international award."
"That's right, there's nothing wrong with your eyes."
Dai Owen also agreed, feeling that these people could not appreciate the master's elegant creation.
"My grandfather is also an internationally renowned oil painting master. I have admired many oil paintings."
"Do you call this oil painting? You call this "ugly painting". Real oil painting is also elegant, but you are ugly just for the sake of being ugly. You have simply tarnished the oil painting."
At this time, a Western student spoke mercilessly to Zhu Shengkang in fluent Chinese.
"Agree."
"So true."
Other international students also echoed this.
They all like oil painting, and many of them are learning oil painting.
But the oil painting in front of me no longer deserves to be called an oil painting. It is completely an "ugly painting".
More and more international students came out to reprimand Zhu Shengkang.
Zhu Shengkang's face was completely lost.
"You all don't know how to appreciate art. You are all ordinary people, not masters. You are not qualified to evaluate my paintings at all!".biqμgètν.
Zhu Shengkang broke his face and said harshly.
Before Zhu Shengkang finished speaking, a sudden voice came from not far away.
"Master, who said there is no master among us!"
Ye Chen stood up slowly.
Sorry, he is the master!!!
"Master, it's you"
Zhu Shengkang pointed at Ye Chen with a sneer on his face. He didn't believe what Ye Chen said.
Zhu Shengkang asked Ye Chen arrogantly:
"You are not saying that you are a master. Tell me, what kind of master are you and what is your powerful identity?"