My Family’s Idol’s Vest Fell Again

Shi Fei and the others entered a group of people and went up to the second floor. They only realized that when they saw the dress inside, the Zuijiang Literature Club was really expensive, and they had all the five-star banquet hall on the second floor. +++ Catino Novel Network www.wuxiaspot.com

The venue is also very good. It seems that they are very confident in their competition this time.

A table was built on it, and painting experts were invited to sit on it.

Students from Xianmeng Literature Club and Zuijiang Literature Club were sitting on the left and right sides of the stage, each carrying their own things.

The reporter and Douyu anchor Internet celebrities also stood on both sides, taking photos and writing materials while holding their mobile phones to live broadcast and whispering introductions.

Compared with reporters who have to go back to write manuscripts, Douyu Live is obviously more dominant here, and you can always get the latest situation.

Originally, this was just a contest between the two literary clubs. In comparison, netizens prefer to watch variety shows and reality shows. Fortunately, the popularity of these two Douyu anchors is still good. However, this time is not the peak time for live broadcasts, plus another It was live broadcast, which was a literary competition in which they had little interest, and was not very popular at first.

When the camera of one of the female anchors dangled to Shifei, netizens immediately recognized it in just a few seconds.

"Did I fly when I saw it? How could my husband get in the crowd?"

"Ahhhhh, I saw Brother Fei, don't think you can't tell if you are low-key."

"Brother Fei, your Weibo is closed, so you came here?"

The female anchor saw the barrage and discovered that the students of Xianmeng Literature Club actually flew sometimes.

He dressed in a low-key dress, mixed in the crowd, and the female anchor was not his fan, and had not been recognized for a while. Seeing many people yelling at Shi Fei, the female anchor pointed the camera at him again, and as expected, the popularity of the live broadcast room rose again.

Shi Fei's fans rushed to tell each other.

"Brother Fei, even if Weibo is closed every day, I think you still have to be in other people's live broadcast rooms at a glance. What kind of world is that?"

"Anchor, hurry up and put the camera on Fei Ge's face, zoom in, it's rare to catch him and don't let him go."

"Hurry up and let Brother Fei say hello to us, and I will give you the gift immediately."

"Brother Fei and Teacher Tang Xiangyang are sitting together, what are they talking about? Master Lip Language will be online soon."

Another anchor quickly discovered this situation, and secretly pointed the camera at Shi Fei. The popularity also rose. It was not until Xue Wei took the microphone to talk on stage that the two anchors pointed the camera at the stage. on.

But from time to time, I will bring Shifei to meet the requirements of fans in the live broadcast room.

Xue Wei stood on the side of the stage and introduced the microphone with her microphone: "Welcome everyone to come today. In order to make literature and art more progress, today we Zuijiang Literature Club and Xianmeng Literature Club held this literature and art competition. The students on both sides learn from each other and make progress..."

Shi Fei sat down, listening to Xue Wei's opening remarks on stage, and then introduced the rules of the game.

The competition is divided into painting academy, chess academy, and piano academy. The time is three games in the morning, afternoon and evening.

In the morning, three people were sent to the competition. The judges on the scene set questions at will. Two hours of drawing time. Finally, the judges will score the results to see which side has the highest total score. Team competition.

The three judges on the stage are all very popular in the painting industry. They are John Bratton, a painter from country M. He is 71 years old this year. He is good at a variety of paintings, with rich and diverse styles of works, and his artistic career almost runs through. Its life.

Bert Marlowe is a famous painter in F country. He is 68 years old this year. His paintings are of a wide range of genres. He is good at portraits, landscape paintings, genre paintings, etc., and he is very respected by painters in F country.

Finally, this is Yang Weidong from China. He is a rare and talented painter in China. He has been learning to paint since he was a child. He is 57 years old this year. He is also good at a variety of painting styles and is known as the "Master of Modern Art Magic".

These three people have a common problem, that is, they value painting very seriously, and they have been devoted to painting all their lives, so asking them three as judges can also make everyone feel at ease about this fairness (sexual xing).

"This Xue Wei is quite sinister." Shi Fei couldn't help thinking in her heart. This seemingly fair game has been unfair since the judges.

Let alone the two foreign judges, Mr. Tang Xiangyang used to be a judge with them.

Just as Yang Weidong is called the "Master of Modern Art Magic" by the Chinese, and Tang Xiangyang, who participated in the Olympic Games, also has the name of the "Father of Modern Painting".

If compared to the Chinese painting industry, Tang Xiangyang's predecessor is more famous than Yang Weidong.

If Mr. Tang Xiangyang made a shot during the competition, it would be obvious that Yang Weidong was short and he would use himself to raise the stairs for Yang Weidong.

It is tantamount to restricting Teacher Tang Xiangyang's shots, causing Xianmeng Literature Club to lose a well-known general.

Zuijiang Literature Club sent out three students, namely Carol Herman, and Ma Juntao, the master of their painting academy.

Carol Herman had previously compared with Shi Fei at the Global Art Exhibition. At that time, the other party painted Chinese paintings. As far as Shi Fei knows, he is better at Western paintings. He hasn’t seen him for two years. I don’t know his level has risen. What's up.

The outside world said that Carol has been depressed after being defeated by Mr. J, but from Shi Fei's point of view, it is not necessarily true. From the time he met just now, he could still cast provocative eyes on himself not like depressed.

Ma Juntao can be selected as the master of the painting academy of Zuijiang Literature Society. His painting skills are naturally top-notch. It is said that his painting styles are also diverse.

The last one wore a hat and mask and couldn’t see his face. Xue Wei’s introduction said that this student was called'Ye Qingcheng'. In the information provided by Teacher Tang Xiangyang, he had never heard of this student. It seems that he was newly recruited. It is certainly not bad to be sent to the game, and must not be underestimated.

Looking back at their Xianmeng Literary Society, the other party’s master was out, and there was another Ye Qingcheng who didn’t know the depth, but they couldn’t send Tang Xiangyang on the stage.

The situation is not clear.

After Xue Wei chose her contestants, she looked at Tang Xiangyang and asked politely: "Tang, I don't know who you plan to send out for the competition?"

Tang Xiangyang asked Shi Fei next to him, "Shi Fei, what do you think?"

Shi Fei said: "Teacher Tang, it is up to you to decide the contestants." After all, he didn't know much about the painting level of who in the hospital, and he certainly didn't know as much as Teacher Tang Xiangyang.

Tang Xiangyang nodded and said, "Then I will send you, Yu Jin, and Li Bowen. Come on."

Li Bowen's expression was a bit surprised, probably because he didn't expect Master to send him on stage.

Tang Xiangyang patted Li Bowen on the shoulder and said, "Go, let go of your anxiety, I believe you can."

Li Bowen nodded immediately, his face was suddenly attached to the sacred mission.

Yu Jin is Tang Xiangyang’s first apprentice. His painting level is the most stable among the apprentices of Gangan. He has won many awards in competitions. He is also well-known in the Chinese painting industry, even internationally. relatively reputable.

It was not surprising that Tang Xiangyang would choose him, Shi Fei, but Li Bowen was a little surprised, but Shi Fei believed that Teacher Tang’s arrangement must have their reason.

At this time, Xue Wei said: "Since everyone has been selected, let me make a suggestion. Our two literary clubs have different concepts. This competition uses the concepts promoted by her own literary club to draw pictures. Any comments?"

What she meant was the Western paintings promoted by the Zuijiang Literature Society, and the Chinese paintings promoted by the Xianmeng Literature Society. They painted their own paintings during the competition.

This sounded no problem, but it was digging holes for the Xianmeng Literature Club.

Everyone knows that Shi Fei is Mr. J, and his painting skills are very good (strong qiang), but his'Mr. J'is famous for his Western paintings. This will prevent Shi Fei from painting Western paintings, which is equivalent to abolishing Xianmeng Literature Club. Of the arm.

With so many people, it is still impossible to refute it. After all, if you are unwilling to use Chinese painting in the competition, how can you guarantee that Chinese painting is better than Western painting.

Wang Pingyang sat aside and said first: "Why don't you mention it before, and you can only make suggestions after you have selected people."

Xue Wei said: "Does this make any difference? Unless your agency doesn't plan to use your own Chinese paintings to compete?"

"Of course not." Tang Xiangyang frowned and responded: "Okay."

Xue Wei was very satisfied with Tang Xiangyang's expressions.

A bunch of people on the barrage of the anchor are already frantically swiping the screen.

"Oh my God, is Brother Fei going on stage to compete for painting?"

"Is this going to be broadcast live to see Mr. J's painting? I paid a deposit of 10 yuan in advance. I want this painting."

"You are crazy upstairs. I want to buy Mr. J's painting for 10 yuan. You can add at least seven or eight zeros behind you."

"Have you guys figured out the situation? It's true that Shi Fei is good at painting, but the Xianmeng Literature Society he represents now promotes Chinese literature. Shi Fei can't paint Western paintings, but can only paint Chinese paintings."

"Traditional Chinese painting? Can Phine paint Chinese painting?"

"I have never heard of it. As a fan of Shi Fei, I have never seen Fei Ge's Chinese painting."

"It's over. The rules of this competition are obviously digging holes in the Drunken River Literature Club. I will not come to the proposal until the Xianmeng Literature Club has selected a good person. I am uneasy and kind."

"Rubbish Drunk River Literature Club, Chongyang, fetish and shameless."

"How can I be fond of foreigners in studying Western painting? It's obviously a different art style. Art knows no borders."

"I don't think it's wrong, too. Since it's a competition, of course you have to compare it with what you learned from your literature club, otherwise it's obvious that your literature club is better.

Before the competition started, the online quarrels had already become a group. Some felt that Zuijiang Literature Club had not stated this request in advance, and was digging holes for Xianmeng Literature Club.

Some people think that Zuijiang Literature Club's request is reasonable.

The personnel on both sides walked to the stage, and Carol cast another provocative look at Shi Fei, as if he was holding victory.

Shi Fei: Does this guy's eyes twitch? Constantly ‘glaring eyes’ at myself forever.

The three judges on the stage are quickly discussing the topic of painting on the spot, and the following students participating in the competition have begun to set up drawing boards or drawing papers.

As soon as Li Bowen heard of Xue Weiti's request, he lost confidence in them.

If this is a comparison of three draws and two wins, he and the big brother still have a fight, and they can win.

It just happens that this is the total score. Sometimes, if you are a hindrance, how can they win.

Looking at Li Bowen, Yu Jin looked a little frustrated and cheered up: "Bowen, Master has entrusted such an important game to you. You can't lose face, but you have to come on."

Li Bowen looked in the direction of Tang Xiangyang, thinking that Master had just slapped him on the shoulder to encourage him, and he immediately swept away the previous melancholy, thinking that even if this is an impossible game to win, he must go all out, and lose or lose. Be glorious.

Li Bowen made a decision and said: "Master, don't worry, I will work hard to not let you and Master down."

After talking about Li Bowen, Shi Fei was still right. He wanted to say that he was holding back, but he felt that it was useless to say it at this time.

With a frown, (gan gan) said baffledly: "You, come on."

He has no hope for Shi Fei. Shi Fei's western painting is very good. He knows the level of this Chinese painting very well. He taught him a few days ago, even if some talents are not enough for this kind of official competition.

Soon after a brief conversation, the three commentators chose the theme of this painting, "Autumn."

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