"This is the leader of the Ministry of Culture, and the boy who stabbed the editor is his son." Zhuo Yuexuan introduced.
Ling Xiaowei nodded, suddenly feeling that she had the least identity and no background here. Seeing her master and other elders chatting happily from a distance, Ling Xiaowei suddenly lost her confidence.
"Xiaoxuan, tell me, are there any hidden rules in such a competition?" Ling Xiaowei said worriedly.
"Hidden rules? What are they?" Zhuo Yuexuan had a question mark on her face.
Oh, there is no such buzzword as unspoken rules in this era! Ling Xiaowei smiled and said, "I'm just afraid that the competition may be unfair for a while."
"Well, it shouldn't be possible!" Zhuo Yuexuan said innocently.
Hey! Forget it, asking her is useless. How high is her grandma's status? How could anyone dare to be unfair to her?
"Xiaowei, don't worry! The winning entries will be announced later. The winning entries will be auctioned. The auction price is a symbol of true strength. You don't have to worry too much!" Zhuo Yuexuan said with a smile.
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"Yeah! There's an auction!" Ling Xiaowei was confused. Why didn't she know? "Why didn't I hear about it?"
"This... you don't know? This is a common practice, but don't worry. Paintings by young people like us may not be able to sell for a good price, so it's understandable that I haven't heard about it. After all, we can participate in the bidding.
Only the top ten winners of this competition are eligible." Zhuo Yuexuan continued to explain.
After hearing this explanation, Ling Xiaowei felt relieved. It turned out to be like this, okay, okay, okay, this way there is no pressure, otherwise it would be embarrassing if no one took pictures of her work!
It’s better to find some caretakers earlier!
After a while, the leaders on the stage all finished their speeches, and the art exhibition officially began. Everyone filed in and entered the art exhibition hall. The huge hall was divided into multiple spaces in an orderly manner, and each beautifully framed picture scroll
Appeared in front of everyone.
Although I have seen art exhibitions in the association before, compared with the national art exhibition in front of me, it is really not as good as this one. This time it is even more spectacular, and the paintings on display are all carefully selected exquisite works.
After reading other people's works, I feel that there are mountains outside the mountains and people outside the people. These are the real arts! There are too many great people and too many good works.
At this time there was a little commotion ahead, and someone was arguing.
"This second painting is superior to the first painting in terms of composition, color and artistic conception."
"I think so too. The use of gold is really bold and stunning."
The compliments made Ling Xiaowei curious. She pulled Zhuo Yuexuan and said, "Let's go over and see whose paintings are so popular."
When she arrived in front of the painting, Ling Xiaowei was stunned. Wasn't this the painting she had submitted for the competition? It was framed and displayed, framed by a simple but not simple white frame, and the whole painting was
It becomes beautiful and grand.
This painting is about the sunrise scenery seen through the car window. She used the style of Chinese landscape painting and blended it with the modern style to create a work that is both ancient and modern. She thinks it is very artistic.
"The painting technique of this painting is really exquisite, the level of meticulous painting is very superb, and the composition is also very exquisite." The person who is commenting is Liu Yun, and the amazement in his eyes is self-evident.
"Oh my god, it's rare to hear Liu Yun praise other people's paintings. Whose is this second painting? I'm curious too." Zhuo Yuexuan asked curiously.
She took a look at her painting and found that it was ranked fourth among the top ten. Although the rankings were not in order, everyone in the know knew that there was still a difference between before and after. This result could not be said to be good or bad.
, but it was within the acceptable range, and she was very satisfied.
After all, it is a national competition, and there are still many talented people from each province.
"Xiaowei, where are you ranked?" Zhuo Yuexuan asked curiously.
There are only ten paintings shortlisted in the preliminary round. I heard that they were carefully selected from more than 10,000 paintings across the country. Just from this ratio, you can see how amazing the finalists are.
Ling Xiaowei pointed to the second picture and whispered: "Don't say it."
Zhuo Yuexuan's eyes widened, and she was very surprised. Unexpectedly, Xiaowei's strength was so terrifying, and she was ranked second in her first attack.
"Xiaowei, you are so amazing. Do you know that you are ranked second?" Zhuo Yuexuan couldn't control her inner joy and spoke in a low voice.
"What are you talking about? Who won second place?" Fang Ximeng shouted in a loud voice.
Zhuo Yuexuan made a gesture of silence with a nervous look on her face, telling Fang Ximeng not to speak loudly.
But everyone around heard it, especially when Zhao Feifei heard the harsh name Er Er, she immediately looked over to Ling Xiaowei and Zhuo Yuexuan.
"Zhuo Yuexuan won second place?" A girl asked in surprise, "Did Zhuo Yuexuan paint this second painting?" Jealousy flashed across the girl's face.
"Impossible, she is good at freehand brushwork. Such fine brushwork is not what she is good at." Zhao Feifei denied it immediately. Having known Zhuo Yuexuan for so many years, she knew Zhuo Yuexuan's painting style best. If you had guessed
Yes, this fourth painting should be Zhuo Yuexuan's.
Damn it, he was in front of her.
Although on the surface, the rankings are in no particular order, anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is still a certain order in the rows of winning paintings.
Basically, she could recognize these ten paintings and whose handiwork they were, but she couldn't identify this second painting at all. The style of painting was really too different, but the painting was different.
It was so exquisite, she admired it, the use of colors was so bold.
But it was definitely not Zhuo Yuexuan, let alone Fang Ximeng. His attainments in painting were truly extraordinary. Zhao Feifei set her eyes on Ling Xiaowei.
"Could it be Mr. Fu's apprentice? We haven't seen her painting style yet." Someone commented.
This person's voice attracted the attention of others, and everyone began to speculate.
And all their eyes fell on Ling Xiaowei.
"How is it possible! It's impossible. I have seen her paintings. The painting style is messy and the foundation is too poor." Zhao Feifei snorted coldly.
"Are you sure?" Liu Yun asked. She was also curious as to whose painting was ranked in front of hers. The first place, she could tell, was the painting of Chang Zian from Jinling. His painting style was very characteristic of the Wei and Jin Dynasties.
, wanton and romantic, light ink and light blue are his signature painting styles.
He won the first place, and she was convinced. His strength was indeed too terrifying, but she was very curious about who the second place was. This was the first time she had seen this style of painting. It was very magnificent! It was a bit neoclassical, but not completely.
, a very complex style, but the finished product is stunning and the details can withstand scrutiny. She likes this painting very much and wants to get to know the author. She even wants to buy this painting when the shooting starts.
