"Isn't this..." Yang Shang suddenly saw Xia Shang's paintings and couldn't help shouting.
Xia Shang hurriedly made a silent gesture to him.
Yang Shang was a little confused as to why Xia Shang painted such a painting, but he was also attracted by the unique technique of this painting.
"Brother Xia, you really hide everything. I have never seen or heard of this type of painting."
Lin Qingzhu explained: "He said this is called sketching, but it can be completed with a charcoal pencil."
"Charcoal pen? Show me quickly."
Xia Shang quickly attracted the attention of others.
But the competition on the first question was over, and the Japanese people who supervised came up and put away everyone's paintings and sent them to the south for the distinguished guests to appreciate.
The so-called appreciation is also an informal evaluation.
The cultural exchange between the two countries is nominally an exchange of cultures between the two countries. It does not deliberately reflect comparisons. Therefore, there are no clear rules, let alone clear scoring standards, and there will be no determination of superiority.
But everyone has a scale in their heart, and everyone knows what is good and what is bad.
Therefore, the results will not be announced openly, but some news will always come out secretly.
Taking the first painting as an example, the Japanese prince temporarily decided to select one of the most representative works and send it to other literati in the main building of the Harmony Hall for appreciation.
Select one of the ten works. Whether the selected one is the work of the representative of Dahua or the representative of Japan will directly verify which side won the first question.
All ten works were presented one by one in front of the crowd watching the ceremony.
Xia and Shang were relatively far apart, so they couldn't see the paintings of the Japanese representatives?
It's just that there's something wrong with the situation in the south, it seems like there's some dispute.
Xia Shang was thinking in his heart, could it be caused by his own sketch? It wouldn't be so intense, right?
Fu Qianqian took Jiaqian over to inquire about the situation, and soon came back with a blushing face.
Everyone under the pavilion knew the identities of these two people, but they didn't know that their expressions had become so serious since they had just arrived.
"what happened?"
Fu Qianqian blushed all over the sky and stamped her feet: "Those Japanese people are so shameless! They... they actually... actually painted the body of our Dahua girl..."
"Beauty is the theme, no body painting is done"
What?"
"It's the one without clothes!" Fu Qianqian said angrily, "They also say that is the highest state of painting. They say that abandoning cumbersome clothes and showing a woman's most beautiful posture is the most suitable for the theme of beauty. Oh,
Anyway, it’s a bunch of nonsense, really shameless!”
"What? There is such a thing?" Chang Xin was dumbfounded.
Xia Shang could understand the reaction of everyone present. After all, in this era, body art is too advanced.
However, at this time, the Japanese painted large female bodies, under the banner of art, and were afraid that they would take the opportunity to send this painting to the main building of the Harmony Hall for the appreciation of the talented people who did not come in.
If that were the case, wouldn't it be a severe humiliation for everyone in Dahua?
It seems that the temporary change of topic is not a whim, but a long-planned one.
Not only Xia Shang, but others also quickly thought of the real purpose of the Japanese people.
Ke Xiaofeng frowned and said, "The Japanese want to humiliate us with a painting! We must not let them succeed."
"These Japanese people are so insidious. Can they think of such despicable tricks?"
"But now most of the judges are Japanese people, especially the prince of our country, who is obviously biased towards their Japanese people. Now he chooses one of the ten paintings to be displayed. What should he do if he insists on choosing the female body picture?"
Mo Bai said angrily: "This must not be the case. I will go over and tear up the painting. Even if I die, I cannot let such a thing stain the eyes of the people of China."
If the picture of the female body were really spread, the impact would probably be greater than losing to the Japanese in the cultural conference. Obviously, we cannot let such a thing happen.
Mo Bai said, and was about to leave Changting.
Xia Shang suddenly said: "Don't be anxious... They will never choose a picture of a female body."
After hearing what Xia Shang said, everyone was stunned: "Brother Xia, what do you mean?"
"I didn't know they had such a plan at the beginning, but the work I submitted was something they couldn't refuse. No matter how I choose, my work will win, so don't worry, the situation you imagined will not happen.
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"Hey, Mr. Xia, your tone is too loud, isn't it?" Liu Shenghua said, "Even if Mr. Xia's sketching technique is different and attracts everyone's attention, the decision-making power is still in the hands of the Japanese people. They insist on choosing which one."
What can you do with the pictures of women’s bodies?”
"The woman in my painting is not simple, but a Japanese princess! If the Japanese choose female body pictures instead of my paintings, doesn't it mean that the magnificent Japanese princess is not as good as a gorgeous woman? For the sake of the Japanese's face, they can only choose me.
painting."
"The painting of a Japanese princess? Have you seen it? Do you think it is?"
"Whether we still have to wait for the performance of the Japanese people, I believe it will be revealed soon.
On the south bank, everyone's dispute came to an end. It seemed that the Japanese had reluctantly convinced the distinguished guests of Dahua and were willing to treat one of the pictures of a female body as a work of art rather than an erotic picture.
But Mr. Nan Sheng Ouyang had already closed his eyes, and several newly promoted high-ranking officials of the Hanlin Academy around him also closed their eyes. They felt that this was undoubtedly a farce. They even decided to choose which painting to display later without making any announcement.
Opinion.
"Changhao..." Mr. Ouyang squeezed out two words in a low voice with his eyes closed.
Ouyang Changhao, who had been following his grandfather, was a little excited when he looked at the pictures, and he came to his senses in a daze: "Grandpa, you said..."
"If they want to send that erotic picture out later, you can rush up and tear it up. Even if you die, you can't let such filthy things tarnish the Chinese literary world."
Ouyang Changhao hesitated a little, looked at the formations of Japanese warriors around him, and reluctantly responded in a low voice: "Yes..."
On the other side, the Japanese prince was staring at another unique black and white work. He was muttering in his heart and asked the samurai beside him: "How can it be so similar? How can it be so similar?"
"Your Highness, this subordinate... I don't dare to speak nonsense."
"Has anyone in Dahua seen the princess in advance? Not only does she look similar, but the most important thing is that her demeanor is exactly the same, as if it was printed on paper."
The Japanese prince had not made a decision for a while, but Nami in the corner was a little moved when she saw the painting. She couldn't help but touch her cheek, thinking that she had only seen it twice, and the big Chinese was
Can you draw yourself so realistically?
It's just that his demeanor is a little different...
"Hey!" The Japanese prince sighed, "That's all! Just choose this one!"
After saying this, the Japanese prince raised his hand and pointed at Xia Shang's sketches.
"Your Highness, this is different from what was planned..."
The prince slapped him in the face: "Are you blind? You don't know who the person in the painting is? Isn't a majestic Japanese princess inferior to a Chinese woman?"