96. Recording Ended

After Guan Miao and Ning Cheng claimed their own works, the remaining paintings became easy to identify.

The roses in the first painting were indeed by Tong Yue, and the grass in the second was Wu Ruohan's masterpiece, although she repeatedly explained that it was a butterfly flying through the shade of the trees.

"Um, where's the butterfly?"

"Hey, this little white bit is a little butterfly, and the one on the left is a bigger little butterfly."

After listening to her solemnly nodding at two seemingly insignificant points, Guan Miao felt his eyes go dark. "It's okay, it's fine. At least, at least the artistic conception is good."

Fortunately, Wu Ruohan had a good attitude and was satisfied listening to Guan Miao's awkward praise.

As for number five, I never expected it to be Xin Ren's work. "It's a star in the dark night."

"ah?"

The six people all looked puzzled. "It's dark, but where are the stars?"

"Here, look at these two highlights, they are the stars!"

Guan Miao and Zhuang Nianwen's fists were clenched. It didn't matter if the painting was not good-looking, but you couldn't say nonsense with your eyes open.

When has there ever been a highlight in Chinese painting? This is not a concept at all!

As for the sixth painting that Guan Miao had been thinking about, it was Yan Jing's masterpiece. "I drew an orchid. How beautiful is it?"

"orchid?"

After Guan Miao carefully looked at it twice more, she finally figured it out. "I originally thought it was just a few lines, but after what Teacher Yan said just now, it really does look a bit like an orchid.

If this side was a little thicker, it would be more similar.”

With her words, Yan Jing immediately became proud, "I said my paintings still have a bit of charm!"

After all the works have been claimed, we will enter the next process and officially select teammates.

Teacher Zhuang is the supervising professor and does not participate in the selection of teammates.

After two rounds of competition, Guan Miao selected all the girls on the field, and the situation suddenly became very interesting.

While changing clothes, Yan Jing walked over to Ning Cheng and said, "I never expected it would become a men's and women's competition."

Tong Yue also had this question, "Why did you choose me?"

Guan Miao raised his eyebrows and glanced at Wu Ruohan, who tactfully turned around and took two steps back, giving them space.

She removed her and Tong Yue’s devices and whispered, “Xin Ren targeted me because Teng Fei and Xing Chen were competing for the same project, and he wanted to show his loyalty;

But I can sense that Senior Tong Yue and he are not of the same kind, so I trust you."

"It's that simple."

"Of course, how much more complicated would it be otherwise?" Guan Miao changed into his red team uniform, puzzled. "Do you really want me to write you a paper analyzing the advantages of teaming up?"

"Then that's not necessary."

As she spoke, she looked at Guan Miao carefully for a few times, "You are completely different from what I thought."

Guan Miao smiled and said nothing.

After changing into team uniforms, the next intangible cultural heritage introduction session officially began.

"Dear teachers, I have just shown you the charm of calligraphy and painting. So, what do you think is the most fundamental factor in order to paint a good painting or write a good calligraphy?"

"Steady hand."

"Practice hard."

“A nice pen.”

“Nice paint.”

Among the many answers, Zhuang Nianwen chose Ning Cheng's answer, "Yes, having a good pigment is the basis for successful painting, so our task today is for each team to create a mineral pigment.

Next, I will briefly explain the process of making mineral pigments. I hope you will listen carefully, as this is closely related to the next three games.

As she was about to open the PPT, she saw Xin Ren raise his hand, "Teacher Xin Ren, do you have any questions?"

"Teacher Zhuang, Teacher Guan Miao has studied Chinese painting for fifteen years. She knows more about this than we do. Shouldn't we increase the difficulty for the girls' team?"

Zhuang Nianwen's eyes flashed with impatience, "Teacher Xin Ren, what you said is not very reasonable. The difficulty of the game is the same. You can't target other teachers just because everyone has different knowledge reserves."

These words were almost enough to expose Xin Ren's last layer of dignity.

Perhaps Xin Ren had never been confronted so bluntly before, and the following introductions were as quiet as a chicken.

It wasn't until the game session that he started to make trouble secretly, trying to disrupt the rhythm of Guan Miao's team, but he was worried about Tong Yue and didn't dare to do anything ruthless.

You can only do some small actions that are not very destructive but very annoying.

For example, tickling, patting the head, trying to seduce with beauty, etc., anyway, Guan Miao frowned again and again.

My mind is full of people like this. Can they debut as a boy band? Is there really no one left in the entertainment industry?

After three rounds of competition, the girls' team won two modern devices, while the boys' team only won one.

"It's okay, we can definitely do it."

That being said, grinding minerals is not as easy as you think.

The house was filled with clanging noises for the whole afternoon, and if you didn't know, you would think someone was demolishing the house.

"Next, grind it into powder. You can divide the grinder and mortar among yourselves."

After saying that, Guan Miao took the mortar and started grinding.

The irregular ore becomes finer under the action of the pestle, but due to the sedimentation of history, it stays firmly in place and is not blown away by the wind.

Sieve it, immerse it in clean water and let it settle. Pour it out after settling. Repeat the process until the filtered water is clear.

……………………

At seven o'clock in the evening, the guests finally got the mineral pigments that they had ground by themselves.

"Oh my god, this is so precious."

"Such a large piece of ore, and in the end, these are the only pigments."

"Congratulations everyone! You've completed today's challenge. I will give you today's gift—ultramarine pigment."

"Oh, I successfully collected another map."

“Congratulations everyone…”

The recording was finally finished at 7:30. After Guan Miao said goodbye to all the teachers, he hesitated for a long time before knocking on the door of Professor Zhuang Nianwen's lounge with the freshly baked green teapot.

In the lounge, Zhuang Nianwen had already packed up everything. When he heard the noise, he asked without raising his head, "Are you finally willing to see me?"

"master."

Hearing these familiar words, Zhuang Nianwen's eyes became hot and tears almost fell.

It's been five years since I last heard this name.

How can a person be so cruel as not to contact her for five years!