Chen Yubo initially refused to participate in this student art exhibition.
He is the president of the Jiangcheng Art Association. He is actually just a name in name. He is still a painter who is quite famous in the world.
His main focus is the ink painting style, and his works once sold for a sky-high price of 97 million at the Nagau auction in Germany.
But this money is just empty money to him. What he really wants is fame, a fame that is comparable to those art masters who can go down in history.
With his current fame, when he came to Jiangcheng Art University, he could be regarded as a master who had to be carried out in eight sedan chairs to greet him.
Therefore, in the eyes of the school leaders, he is the absolute protagonist of this exhibition.
The biggest reason why Chen Yubo came to this student art exhibition is for his grandson, Chen Danlin.
His grandson also followed the path of an artist like him, but to be honest, most of the time the value of a work of art depends entirely on the support of the buyers, and most of the people who buy paintings are ordinary people.
This time Chen Yubo came to praise his grandson. The painting "Seagull" created by his grandson is also very good, at least it can catch his eye.
But the student art exhibition is a student art exhibition after all. It cannot be put on the stage at all, and the style is too low.
Before Chen Yubo came here, he expected to see some potential works, but all along the way, the museum was filled with works that were so poor that it made people sigh.
"Are you leaving now?" Before the president of Jiangcheng University introduced a few paintings, Master Chen Yubo made a request to leave.
"Just praise "Seagull". Your student painters are not bad, but they are too rigid and they cannot produce good works." Chen Yubo shook his head and wanted to walk out of the exhibition hall.
"Master Chen, wait!" The principal rushed to catch up, and the counselor Qiu Yuan on the side also became anxious when he saw it.
Reporters would arrive later, and they were all here to review "Seagull" by Chen Yubo. Chen Yubo just left. This art exhibition was no different from being held in vain.
Qiu Yuan's counselor said in a hasty voice, "Master Chen, my student has created a work that is similar in artistic value to "Seagull". Would you like to take a look at it?"
"Is it similar to "The Seagull"?"
That's rubbish! Chen Yubo didn't say this, and his grandson's "Seagull" could only be said to be reluctant, but Qiuyuan's counselor quickly pointed in the direction.
Chen Yubo originally just glanced at it, but after taking a glance, he couldn't move his eyes away. Maybe it was really destined.
He is actually somewhat short-sighted and needs to wear glasses when looking at distant paintings, so when he first looked in the direction pointed by counselor Qiu Yuan, he didn't quite see what the paintings in that direction were.
So he quickly took out his glasses from the pocket of his tunic suit and put them on, and then he could clearly see the "Starry Sky" hanging not far away.
The moment he saw "Starry Sky" clearly, he was a little distracted, and then walked quickly towards "Starry Sky". The school leaders behind him also quickly followed him, and walked with him from "Seagull" to the front of "Starry Sky".
The artistic attainments of the school leaders are far less advanced than Master Chen, so their impression of "Starry Sky" is that the colors and composition are beautiful.
"Do you think it can compare with "Seagull"?" Qiu Yuan's counselor said hurriedly.
"It's nothing!" Chen Yubo's entrance was interrupted by Qiu Yuan's counselor and he shouted angrily.
The sound was loud enough to attract the attention of everyone around him, including Qiu Yuan's roommates Zhao Hanwei and Wang Xing.
"Boss, isn't that a painting by Toko?"
Wang Xing also knew that the old man in Chinese tunic suit should not be messed with, but the counselor led the old man to run in front of Qiu Yuan and took a look, and the old man instantly became angry.
"What kind of sin did Yuanzi commit? He was defrauded of all his living expenses by a bad woman, and now he is scolded by the counselor. Will it be serious enough to drop out of school?" Wang Xing asked very worriedly.
"It should be fine, Yuanzi's "Starry Sky" is much better than Chen's "Seagull"." Zhao Hanwei lowered his voice and said confidently.
"Ah? Why can't I see it?"
Most of the students in the art museum were like Wang Xing and could not see the quality of "Seagull" and "Starry Sky", but most students felt that the student who painted "Starry Sky" was in trouble.
Chen Danlin, who had been following her grandfather, burst out laughing. He was laughing at the counselor who looked pitiful.
Very few people knew about his relationship with Chen Yubo, and the counselor certainly didn't know that the best prize in this exhibition had already been decided.
Now the counselor dragged his grandfather to the painting and said, "This painting must be better than your grandson's painting." Isn't this a slap in his grandfather's face?
I don’t know who the student who painted “Starry Sky” is so unlucky!
He wanted to step forward and calm down his grandfather. Being angry at this kind of student art exhibition would only degrade his status as a world-class artist.
"Master Chen..." When he wanted to say, 'These are the works of ordinary students and are not worth your anger,' Chen Yubo directly said in a deep voice, "Can the artistic value of "Seagull" be compared with this painting? You Jiangcheng Art
Is this the only thing a university teacher’s appreciation ability is? Can’t you even tell the obvious good or bad!”
Good guy, this time Chen Yubo scolded all the leaders of Jiangcheng University.
Everyone was stunned, and Chen Danlin didn't react at all.
"You...you mean "Starry Sky" is better than "Seagull"?" The counselor's question further stimulated Chen Yubo's patience.
Originally, he was a little impatient when he saw a group of children playing house paintings when he came here. He had a rather strong temper and didn't care about his grandson's face.
"There is no comparison at all! Would you compare the mud on the ground with the bright moon in the sky? Look at this "Starry Sky". I have never seen the use of color lines in this painting. This wave, turbulence, restlessness...
The starry sky swallowed by the blue-green torrent, the vortex contained under the golden full moon, and the quiet village under the sky, this contrast... This faint sense of time and space, I feel the pain of the creator, and
The passion hidden under the pain...the surging passion!"
Chen Yubo stared at "Starry Sky" and said a lot of words with excitement and trembling, which made the surrounding school leaders and counselors freeze on the spot.
"You...you think this painting "Starry Night" is very good?" the counselor asked carefully.
"Okay? This evaluation is too simple and nihilistic. I can only say that this painting should not be placed in this small student art gallery. Exhibiting it with this pile of... poor works is simply tainting it. It should be
Put it in our country’s Beicheng Art Museum!”
Chen Yubo's words completely shocked the surrounding school leaders.
Their ability to appreciate paintings is not as good as that of Chen Yubo, but they also know the specifications of Beicheng Art Museum, which has been listed as world-class! The painters who are qualified to be exhibited in it are either well-known painters with historical names, or
An art master who has long been famous in the world!
A student's work...what a virtue there is.
"What's so good about Yuanzi's paintings? Can this old man lick them? I heard pain and passion and so on. Did he get the inspiration from licking that woman Ren Ying?" Wang Xing asked somewhat confused.
"I don't know, maybe this is the artist." Zhao Hanwei shrugged and said.
Everyone's attention is focused on Chen Yubo, but Chen Yubo cares more about who the creator is.
"Who painted this painting? Who?" Chen Yubo said a little glumly.
"It's my student Qiu Yuan." the counselor responded.
"Student? Can a student draw such a work? Call that student quickly and let me see it!" Chen Yubo still couldn't believe it.
The counselor quickly looked around and found that Qiu Yuan had been standing next to them for some time, but they had not noticed it.
"What about the students?" The school leader also asked the counselor anxiously.
"He's right here, Qiu Yuan, come out quickly!" The counselor waved to Qiu Yuan.
So Qiu Yuan, who was carrying a lot of drinks and mineral water, walked out slowly under the watchful eyes of everyone. The school leaders were a little anxious when they saw Qiu Yuan's cowardly look. If it had been him, he would have kowtowed to Chen Yubo and become his disciple, right?
"What are you doing with so much water? You are not a small vendor on the football field. Come and meet Master Chen. He admires your work very much." The counselor led Qiu Yuan by the neck and grabbed him in front of Chen Yubo.
"Hello, Master Chen. I have some drinks here. Why don't you get a bottle first and then chat?" Qiu Yuan asked Chen Yubo with a smile.
Chen Yubo ignored Qiu Yuan's words and just narrowed his eyes to look at the young man.
It was unremarkable. He couldn't find any adjectives except these four words.
Then he took the green tea from Qiu Yuan's hand in a friendly manner, but Qiu Yuan also held a lot of drinks in his hand. This did not look like a conversation, so the counselor, several school leaders and city leaders held
He passed the drink in Qiu Yuan's hand.
Qiu Yuan left a can of milk for herself.
Chen Yubo felt thirsty after shouting for so long, so he opened Qiuyuan's green tea and drank half the bottle in one gulp.
"Classmate, was this "Starry Sky" really painted by you?" Chen Yubo asked Qiu Yuan seriously after drinking half the bottle of green tea.
He very much doubted whether this "Starry Sky" was drawn by a master in the industry and then put here to fool him.
Based on Qiu Yuan's life experience, it would be impossible for him to paint a work like "Starry Sky".
