Her Majesty the Queen Has Become a God In the Entertainment Industry

There were many people standing in the room at the moment, creating an atmosphere of silence for a while.

 The observation room was also quiet, except for a few gasps that could not be suppressed. Because of the silence, the sound of inhaling became particularly obvious.

　No one expected that Mr. Zhang’s evaluation of the last two works would be like this.

 One was directly crushed into the dust, and the other was directly raised to the same height as himself.

 This gap is simply a public execution!

Lu Sen didn’t feel upset now. He even felt that the old man was kind enough to him. Look at the comparison!

 He quietly turned his head and looked in the direction of Jing Huai.

Unsurprisingly, I saw a face that could no longer control its embarrassment.

That handsome face that has been obsessed with by thousands of fans is now as dark as the bottom of a pot. I don’t know how those fans will feel when they see their idols like this when the show is aired.

 In fact, when he saw Jing Huai's copy work hanging on the wall, he was a little confused.

I thought that this person could be on this show because his calligraphy skills were poor and his painting skills were high. But with just one copied work, you can see how different this person is from the others.

 The four copies of "Blue Waves and Everything", not to mention the one by Jiang Lingxi that was particularly favored by the old man, even compared with Qian Yaya and Shen Hechen, there is a big gap.

 The works of Qian Yaya and Shen Hechen have been pointed out many shortcomings by the old man.

Thinking about it, he suddenly understood why the old man didn't want to comment on Jing Huai's works.

 There are too many grooves and there is no way to fix them.

So, back to the original doubt, what works did Jing Huai rely on to be selected to record this program?

The doubts in Lu Sen's heart were also the doubts of the other guests except Jiang Lingxi at this moment.

 Qian Yaya resisted and did not look in the direction of Jing Huai. She was afraid that her fan filter towards Jing Huai would be completely shattered by this look.

  She has been a sincere fan for several years, and she is really unwilling to accept this fact.

 But the works posted on the wall are right in front of you, and you can’t ignore them even if you want to. She has already seen the calligraphy of her idol who is proficient in calligraphy and painting, but painting, this is it?

 What she drew three years ago was better than this!

Zhang Nachuan didn't look at the surprised or embarrassed expressions of the crowd at all, and he didn't care that the person he was embarrassing was an idol with nearly ten million female fans. At his status and age, if he couldn't speak as he pleased, how could he? Wait until it goes into the urn.

Gu Zi continued to speak: "Now that the reviews have been completed, except for Jiang Lingxi, the rest are all unqualified in my opinion! Now go forward and take your works back. If you still have energy, then have lunch. Draw another one and show it to me. If you don’t want to draw it, I won’t force it.” After that, he took a step back.

Qian Yaya was the first to step forward and take off her work. She pursed her lips before turning and walking back to the team, and looked at the old man who was sitting aside and drinking water slowly.

Zhang Nachuan noticed the gaze and raised his eyelids to look back. He met the little girl's somewhat unconvinced eyes and raised his gray eyebrows.

 Qian Yaya lightly stomped her feet and walked away. She decided that she would draw another one in the afternoon. This is the first time in her life that Qian Yaya has been punished so harshly. She wants to regain her place!

Lu Sen and others also stepped forward to take back their works. Soon, there were only two pieces by Jing Huai and Jiang Lingxi left on the wall.

Aware of the urging glances from all around, Jing Huai resisted the urge to turn around and leave. He silently stepped forward, pulled off his painting and turned back.

 Even one corner of the drawing paper was torn apart due to the excessive force.

Zhang Nachuan's eyes turned cold when he saw this. What he hated most in his life was people who didn't take care of the people he painted!

If this kid can still hold his own after being criticized and is willing to put down his posture and humbly ask a few other companions for advice, he will still look at him with some respect.

 But now looking at this guy’s behavior, it’s obvious that he just feels embarrassed after being criticized. With this kind of character, that’s all it takes in painting and calligraphy!

Ordinary people can barely read it, but for calligraphers and painters like them, this painting is just a piece of garbage. When Jiang Lingxi was about to pick up her painting, she was stopped.

 She looked at the person who stopped her, "Mr. Zhang?"

Zhang Nachuan first smiled at Lu Sen's horrifying gaze, and then said in a tone that was many times more amiable than his previous tone: "Teacher Jiang's painting "Blue Waves and Everything", why don't you keep it?" In my museum, there are quite a few empty spaces in my contemporary works exhibition hall.”

In an instant, several fiery eyes focused on the figure standing straight in front of Mr. Zhang, as if they were trying to burn a hole in the slender back with their gazes.

Although this private museum is not as good as those large public museums, in the eyes of everyone in the calligraphy and painting circles, this museum is definitely not light.

Needless to say, it is a great honor for the work to be included in the museum by the owner. Everyone understands.

 No one thought that Jiang Lingxi would refuse this request, which would make her famous in the world of calligraphy and painting with just a nod.

 Until they heard: "Sorry, I have other plans for this painting, so I can only live up to Mr. Zhang's kindness."

When these words fell into their ears, not only everyone was shocked, but even Zhang Nachuan himself, who had never expected to be rejected, could not hide his surprise at this moment.

 He took a deep breath, "Do you know what opportunity you missed?"

But for a person whose former residence has become a museum, and the gadgets he used as a child are carefully preserved and exhibited, this really doesn't cause much excitement.

 “Mr. Zhang, I have made up my mind.”

"Okay then," Zhang Nachuan couldn't hide his disappointment in his voice, and he didn't bother to look at the camera that was still on. "It's okay to have lunch together later. The image-writing technique you used in this painting is something that no one can do now." There’s not much left, let’s discuss it later?”

Before Jiang Lingxi could nod, Lu Sen's surprised voice came from behind, "Is this painting using the image-writing technique?" As he spoke, the man hurried forward and implored shamelessly: "Can you add some... Me?"

Lin Nuo looked at Lu Sen's walking figure, and with some hesitation met the encouraging gaze of his girlfriend outside the camera. After calming down, he also stepped forward, "I'm also very curious about the way of writing images. Can you give me a ”

 Qian Yaya and Shen Hechen looked at each other and quickly quickened their pace when they saw each other raising their feet.

"And I!"

“Sister Jiang, I’m also interested.”

As soon as Shen Hechen finished speaking, Qian Yaya rolled her eyes at her. In order to get closer, she even called her sister!

After Qian Yaya rolled her eyes at Shen Hechen, she was not to be outdone and shouted sweetly: "Sister Jiang." Since they were both girls, she had the courage to reach out and gently shake Jiang Lingxi's arm.

Su Yi looked at Jing Huai, who was still standing there, and then at Qian Yaya, who had become proficient in acting like a spoiled child, then turned around and walked towards the latter silently.

 She also wants to hang out with Sister Jiang, who is beautiful and good at drawing!

Jiang Lingxi, who was suddenly surrounded by people: "..."

Looking at Zhang Nachuan, who was watching the quiet little dinner being disrupted by a bunch of brats: "..."

At this moment, everyone silently forgot about the figure behind him who was wearing a gray shirt and was filled with a layer of gray haze.

Jing Huai looked at the bright azure color even though he was surrounded by everyone, and could clearly feel the taste of blood in his mouth!