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205 Very slap in the face, someone wants to snatch the apprentice from President Yan(1/2)

This short episode was set by the program team to improve the highlights of the program.

There is such a place in the scenic area, and the program team asked the guests to practice seven days in advance for this highlight.

Ye Shuning and Chu Yue, Xinancheng, had specially practiced it before recording this issue.

Especially Ye Shuning, her online popularity comments are originally "academic masters". For this issue, she also specially asked a teacher to teach her the basic skills of Chinese painting.

It is difficult to learn Chinese painting in a week, but it is much easier to draw just a simple painting.

Ye Shuning just needs to try to draw a picture.

They all had a week's preparation, so they were easy to draw. However, judging from the fact that the program team wanted to change the location and Meng Fu's initially thought it was in the "wild mountain city", Meng Fu was definitely not prepared.

Without preparation and learning Chinese painting, Meng Fu may not be able to write even with a pen.

Only Ye Shuning would show such a look.

She thought lightly, lowered her head and started painting seriously.

However, Xi Nancheng beside Ye Shuning couldn't help but look up at Meng Fu and frowned slightly. He remembered that when he was a guest, Meng Fu reasoned the chessboard.

Thinking of this, he felt a little surprised. How can Meng Fu draw Chinese paintings?

**

Next to Meng Fu, Chu Yue pursed her lips.

She and Meng Fu have been together for quite some time, so she naturally knows whether the other party will draw.

It’s not really a big deal to know Chinese painting in the entertainment industry.

But the five of them had training in advance for this program. Chu Yue believes that it was not only her, but also several others.

Of course, they won't draw so well this week, but they won't be too bad either.

There is always a comparison between the five of them. They all painted it in a careless way, and Meng Fu, one of them could not draw at all. When the show was broadcast, Chu Yue could think of how netizens would hack Meng Fu.

Chu Yue lowered her eyes, suppressed her anger, and took a few pens from the pen holder in the middle for Meng Fu.

Various details of Chinese painting require a variety of pens.

Meng Fu looked at the pen handed over by Chu Yue and only pulled out a medium-sized wolf hair pen from the middle.

"This pen is fine." She spoke lightly.

"Only this one?" Chu Yue was stunned.

Meng Fu looked at the pen and was quite surprised. The pen was of good quality, not like a pen that people who set up stalls in the ancient street could easily take out: "One one is enough."

She went back to Chu Yue.

Chu Yue glanced at Meng Fu and saw that she must have only one pen and didn't say anything more.

"You draw first, I'll see you draw." Meng Fu weighed the pen and looked at Chu Yue and asked her to draw first.

Not far away, Chu Yue, who had been listening to Meng Fu's speech, almost laughed out loud.

Xi Nancheng beside her, heard that Meng Fu only had a pen and directly withdrew his gaze.

The stall owner set up a large long table in total. He knew that Meng Fu and the others had six people, so he set up a long row of drawing papers, from left to right, Ye Shuning, Xi Nancheng, Gan Wang, Liu Yunhao, Chu Yue, and Meng Fu.

The long table is made of six tables, and six people draw enough space.

In front of the table, a middle-aged foreign man wearing a straw hat sat calmly on the chair, holding a Chinese painting book in his hand to read it.

The cover of the book is black, with a black swirl in the lower left corner.

The six stars in front of him are worthy in the entertainment industry, but he didn't even raise his head and still read the classics slowly, looking like a paranormal.

**

Program team backstage.

The director's face was also a little dark. At this time, he found Zhao Fan, apologized to her, and promised her: "Sister Fan, I promise you that when the show is broadcast, we will not release Miss Meng's paintings. We should try to pass this section as much as possible during editing."

Zhao Fan in the crowd was watching the show recording seriously, holding a thermos in his hand. When she heard the director's words, she couldn't help but tilt her head, and was quite surprised: "Cut off?"

"Yeah." The director nodded.

This episode of the show failed to give Meng Fu a burst of light. He was a little disappointed, but no matter how disappointed he was, he didn't want to offend Meng Fu and would not release this section.

Human relationships in the entertainment industry are also important, not to mention that Meng Fu has unlimited potential.

What if Meng Fu has the chance in the future, will he still remember him?

Anyway, the director is not as stupid as Xi Nancheng, so he will not offend people casually.

"You can do it yourself when the time comes. It doesn't matter whether we cut it or not." After hearing this, Zhao Fan smiled at him.

The director looked at Zhao Fan's smile and didn't quite understand what she meant, but he felt relieved when he saw that she didn't seem angry and blamed their program team.

Then he took the speaker to continue the cue process, "The six guests, after finishing the painting, give the painting to the boss to appraise. This boss only accepts the best paintings among the six of you. He will convert the quality of the drama paintings to the price. This money is all your funds for the next two days and one night."

This is the setting of the program.

Listening to the director's words, Gan Wang finished drawing the last stroke, then dried the painting, walked to the foreign boss in front, very polite: "excuse    me..."

The foreign boss raised his eyes and said, "Speak human words."

Gan Wang: "…"

Gan Wang touched his nose, "Boss, you see I've finished painting."

The boss looked up and looked at his painting. It was a bamboo forest picture. The frame and rendering were not enough. It was obviously a novice. He obviously put it on the work directly and stiffly.

"You probably are not a professional painting, right?" the boss asked.

Gan Wang touched the back of his head: "I'm from the performance department."

"That's good." The boss nodded, then continued to look down and turn a page of the book.

Gan Wang: "…"

The photographer gave his painting a close-up.

Behind him Liu Yunhao laughed "haha" and then squeezed Gan Wang aside, "Master, look at mine? I have loved painting since I was a child!"

A middle-aged foreign man glanced at Liu Yunhao's paintings, and then looked at Liu Yunhao earnestly: "It is a good thing to like painting, but you can't force it. If you still have a chance in your next life, don't give up."

Liu Yunhao: "..."

"Puff." Behind him, Gan Wang burst into laughter.

The photographer couldn't help laughing.

Everyone seems to understand why the program team arranged this teacher, which is really jealous.

Xi Nancheng also painted it, and he walked over and handed it to a foreign man.

Xi Nancheng has been involved in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Before recording this issue, he specially found Sheng Jun to seek scriptures.

The middle-aged man looked up and looked at the contents of Xi Nancheng's painting. This was a Clivia. The painting was made of three colors and nodded slightly, "It looks like a human painting. If you buy it, you will have 500."

It looks like a human being, needless to say, it is also sprayed.

The master later gave Chu Yue a little higher evaluation than Liu Yunhao and others. "This painting is a little bit like 500."

That's what he said, but the middle-aged man took a look and continued to look down at the books.

When Gan Wang goes to Chu Yue, almost no one can make this middle-aged man look at the painting for more than two seconds.

Gan Wang looked at the middle-aged man, then cried to Liu Yunhao, "Does our paintings be given to him for free?"

"Five hundred yuan, plus one hundred for each of us," Gan Wang settled the score, "One thousand one, save some money, are we enough?"

Xi Nancheng looked at Chu Yue's paintings and was quite surprised.

Meng Fu and Ye Shuning were left at the moment. He turned around and looked at Ye Shuning beside him, "Shuning, are you doing well? Show it to the master."

"It's finished." Ye Shuning painted more meticulously than others. At this time, he had just finished painting, so he drank the painting carefully and picked it up and walked towards it.

When she raised it, Xi Nancheng also saw Ye Shuning's painting and was slightly stunned.

Ye Shuning painted a picture of a shrimp play, with shrimps and stones. The whole layout is very comfortable and the whole shrimp body is very flexible.

It can be seen that she should have done her homework carefully before and she has painted so well within a week.

Xi Nancheng's eyes lit up, and then he sighed sincerely: "You've painted so well."

When they heard the sound of Xi Nancheng, Gan Wang and Liu Yunhao were hit around Ye Shuning to look at it. The two of them didn’t know how to draw, but they could still tell whether they were like them. Seeing Ye Shuning’s painting, they exaggeratedly said: “This painting is so good. Have you ever learned to draw since elementary school?”

Ye Shuning has always been a cold and noble character. When he heard these praises, he only smiled faintly: "It's nothing, it's far from the master's paintings."

Everyone was praising Ye Shuning's paintings, and the program team also directly cut the close-up scene of Ye Shuning's paintings and gave a close-up.

Liu Yunhao looked directly at the master and said excitedly: "Master, if you look at this painting, will it be better than Teacher Xi and Chu Yue's?"

The middle-aged foreign man raised his head from the book and saw this picture of shrimp play, he nodded slightly, "It's okay, it has a little craftsmanship, 1,200 yuan."

1200?

It's 700 more than Chu Yue and Xi Nancheng's 500 yuan!

Xi Nancheng also thought Ye Shuning was good at painting, but he was not professional after all. At this time, he also looked at Ye Shuning when he listened to the middle-aged foreign man, and was very surprised: "You can still draw?"
To be continued...
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