Qiu Yashu couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
But at this moment, she could only force a smile.
"President Zhou, hello, you can just call me Ya Shu."
"This is my portfolio. You can take a look. I personally am good at depicting details of people, and my color matching and composition are also quite good."
"If I am fortunate enough to get this opportunity, I will definitely perform well and make sure I will not disappoint you or my mentor, Vice President Fang."
Chairman Zhou carefully looked through it.
To be fair, Comrade Qiu's paintings are indeed quite good.
As he flipped through the pages, Chairman Zhou's expression suddenly became much more serious.
"Comrade Qiu, your paintings are indeed quite good. If you'd like, you can try your hand at our small mural group."
What?
Qiu Yashu thought she had misheard. How could it be a small mural group?
Her goal was always the same: the giant propaganda mural in the square.
Everyone knows that place is packed with people during New Year's Day!
Reporters from major newspapers and television stations in Beijing will go there to conduct interviews.
This was arguably the fastest, most effective, and closest opportunity she had ever had to succeed.
Even if she couldn't participate in this project, it wouldn't warrant putting her in a small mural group.
Isn't this an insult?
Fang Wenjun was also quite surprised by this result.
Chairman Zhou didn't explain much, but instead handed the portfolio to Fang Wenjun.
"You'll see when you see it."
Fang Wenjun was puzzled, but after looking through a few pictures, she understood why Chairman Zhou had put her in the small mural group.
But Qiu Yashu didn't understand. "President Zhou, I remember the newspaper clearly stated that all artists have to do a trial drawing when they come here, right?"
"That's right."
Chairman Zhou was also worried that the results wouldn't be good, so he specifically added this requirement.
"Could I try painting it and try to get a chance to join the large mural group?"
"A trial painting is possible, but we have already decided on the team for the large mural project, so we apologize for that."
Chairman Zhou explained, "Actually, we already had a candidate in mind before you came today, and we've been waiting for their response for the past two days."
Upon hearing this, the master and apprentice present immediately thought of the girl who had just arrived.
However, Fang Wenjun was simply curious.
But Qiu Yashu felt more resentful than anything else.
That's true, such a good opportunity should definitely not go to outsiders.
Unlike her master, who didn't say a single word in her defense from beginning to end!
Finally, Qiu Yashu couldn't help but ask.
"President Zhou, has this candidate participated in any trial paintings before?"
Chairman Zhou: "No."
Qiu Yashu had an "I knew it" look on her face.
But the next second, Chairman Zhou's words slapped her in the face like a resounding slap.
“She didn’t try painting because it wasn’t necessary. We’ve seen her paintings, and we’re well aware of her abilities.”
He originally wanted to be more direct, but out of consideration for his old colleague, he refrained from saying more.
"I still have some things to take care of. You can consider what I just said."
After saying that, Chairman Zhou led a few people from the painting group out.
"Master, I told you he would definitely use his own people, but you didn't believe me!"
Qiu Yashu had never suffered such injustice in her life. She couldn't control her emotions and burst into tears, burying her face in her arms on the table.
But after crying for a long time, her master didn't offer her a single word of comfort.
"Master, you're not helping me."
"How can I help? Look at what you've drawn, what kind of thing is this?"
Fang Wenjun threw the entire collection of works in front of Qiu Yashu and flipped through it for her page by page.
"These are all your previous drawings; they're barely passable."
"Tell me what you drew in the next few pictures?"
"You studied in the West for three years and didn't improve your painting skills at all. In fact, you've regressed so much. How dare you cry?"
Qiu Yashu still looked unconvinced, even though the teachers all said her paintings were very inspired.
Her classmates all praised her.
How come I'm nothing when it comes to my master!
"Don't be unconvinced."
Qiu Yashu was unconvinced and admitted that she had indeed slacked off a little over the past three years.
But she has studied painting for more than ten years, and as her teacher just said, she still has the basic skills.
With a little effort, you can catch up quickly.
There's still a month until New Year's Day, so it's hard to say who will be chosen!
Seeing that she was stubbornly refusing to speak, Fang Wenjun knew that it would be useless to say anything now.
People can't teach each other.
A lesson is taught, and once is enough!
Based on her understanding of Chairman Zhou, anyone who could make such a boastful claim was no ordinary person.
She'll see for herself what it means to be outmatched and have a world beyond your reach.
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