Zhang Zhong and the others followed the direction of Xu Yuhan's finger and saw Pengpeng's name on the bulletin board.
"Special award?" Zhang Zhong was a little confused about the award setting, "What does this special award mean?"
This competition was also divided into three groups, and Pengpeng just reached the age of the children's group. However, Zhang Zhong saw that there seemed to be no special prizes for the other two groups.
Xu Yuhan said, "Special awards are generally awarded to works that are not comprehensive enough but attract the judges in a certain aspect. This is not always the case."
Zhang Jian nodded, "I understand, so Pengpeng won this award probably because of the color."
Xu Yuhan had the same idea as him, because the most outstanding thing about Pengpeng is the color.
Compared with other older players in the same group, Pengpeng can't compare with other basic skills.
Pengpeng has been studying painting for more than two years, but honestly speaking, this time is considered short.
Some of the other contestants in her group have been painting for seven or eight years. Such a time gap is a bit big for a child, and even a genius would have a hard time making up for it.
In addition to Peng Peng’s special award, there was also Wang Jiale, a student from Mengmu Xiaozhu, who won the first prize in the same group.
Wang Jiale has always been the best student of Mengmu Xiaozhu. The painting "Chongcai Ancient Street" in the Nanhuai Children's Painting Competition also came first in the second selection.
This time with so many outstanding players competing together, he still lived up to expectations and won the first prize.
Five-year-old Li Wenhan also performed well and won the third prize in the infant category.
Being able to win the third prize, of course, also has the advantage of age. Li Wenhan will be six years old in a while.
The next competition will be her most difficult time, because she will be competing with completely different players on the same stage.
But Li Wenhan's mother is already very happy. After all, this competition is quite famous and can be regarded as a national competition.
After everyone read the list, certificates of merit were distributed on the spot.
Because there are not many prizes set up, they are issued quickly.
Pengpeng was very happy with the special award certificate, and asked Zhang Zhong, "Dad, is this a great award for me?"
"Awesome, and very special." Zhang Zhong did not hesitate to praise him. The child won the award, and it is appropriate to encourage him.
"Then can I put my certificate on your big shelf?" Pengpeng asked.
The big shelf she was talking about was the bookshelf that Zhang Zhong used to place medals and trophies. On it were placed the more important awards that Zhang Zhong had received.
Zhang Zhong has received countless awards, many of which he himself did not know about and were awarded to him out of nowhere.
Many awards are sent directly to Chen Qing, and Chen Qing and Zhang Zhong report them every once in a while. But ordinary awards are impossible to put on the bookshelf.
The most recent one on his bookshelf is the Chinese Youth Literature and Art Award he won previously.
Of course, in addition to Zhang Zhong's award, the certificate Pengpeng received in Nanhuai is also on it.
"Of course, I will put this certificate in the middle of the shelf when the time comes." Zhang Chong said with a smile.
"Then I want to win more awards in the future and fill up all your big shelves, Dad. Many places are empty now." Pengpeng clenched her little fists, full of energy.
"Okay, dad is waiting for you to fill up my big shelf."
Hu Huifang looked at her granddaughter who was tired of being in her son's arms, smiled and shook her head. This girl still disliked her father's trophies for not showing off, but she didn't know that any trophy on the shelf was something that no one else could ask for.
The family was happily preparing to leave when a middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties came over with a smile.
Xu Yuhan knew the other party and took the initiative to say hello, "Teacher Wang."
This teacher Wang Xinyun is the chief judge of this competition. He was also a graduate of the Central Academy of Fine Arts. Now he has opened a gallery in Yanjing and is well-known in the industry.
In the domestic art circle, it is difficult to escape from the Central American School. Most of the people who are famous in the industry now have connections with the Central American School.
Wang Xinyun smiled and said, "We are all from CAFA, so you won't lose anything by calling me senior sister."
"Sister Wang." Xu Yuhan called again.
If someone lets her bark, it's different than if she takes the initiative to bark. Maybe she takes the initiative and others think she's trying to have a relationship.
"The students you brought to your studio this time performed very well, especially Wang Jiale and Zhang Pengpeng. I am deeply impressed by their works. This must be Zhang Pengpeng."
"Hello, Auntie." Pengpeng greeted sweetly.
"Well, hello Pengpeng, aren't you happy that you won the special prize this time?"
"Happy, this way my dad's shelf won't be so empty."
Wang Xinyun didn't recognize Zhang Zhonglai, so he didn't quite understand Pengpeng's meaningless words. He just smiled and said, "Well, just be happy."
She turned to Xu Yuhan and said, "Zhang Pengpeng's basic skills still need to be improved, especially in terms of layout, but these things are not the most important for her age. The reason why the special award is given to her this time is for two reasons.
Considerations. On the one hand, she is obviously very talented in color. Her painting contains a lot of content, even a little too much, but the color transition is very good, the integrity is not lost, and the individuality is also highlighted very well."
Xu Yuhan nodded and said, "Yes, Pengpeng has a very good sense of sex."
"The second point is that she has strong synesthesia. Although I have never seen many of the things she painted, I can still understand the intention she wants to express. I personally think this is more important than the color talent.
I am not a painter, and no matter how good my sense of color is, it is still in the service of technology, but it is difficult to cultivate such a thing as artistic feeling. If you don’t have this feeling, in the future, at best, you will only be able to paint like it, or follow in the footsteps of others.”
Xu Yuhan didn't answer Wang Xinyun's words. They had just seen a "painted like" Wu Ziyun before, and Wang Xinyun's words were tantamount to denying Wu Ziyun.
"Thank you, Senior Sister Wang, for your compliment. Pengpeng is still young and has a long road ahead."
Wang Xinyun smiled and took out a business card, "When you come to Yanjing in the future, you can come and play with me."
Xu Yuhan took the business card and said, "Well, I will definitely study with Senior Sister Wang when I have time."
"Okay, I'm leaving first."
After Wang Xinyun left, Xu Yuhan looked at the business card, smiled and introduced to Zhang Zhong and the others, "She is a well-known alumnus of our school. She used to come from the No. 1 Studio. She insists on impressionism, and her works are all...
It’s all about light and color.”
Xu Yuhan's introduction reminded Zhang Zhong of Monet.
Monet is a "deadhead" who always adheres to the impressionist creed and is also good at color, light and shadow.
When he was on Earth, Zhang Zhong bought Monet's "Water Lilies" for US$24 million in 2014.
It was at Rockefeller Center. Zhang Zhong was not present, but took the photo by commissioning it over the phone.