"yes."
"I heard that you use your left hand because your right hand is not convenient. That must be difficult, right? We who are used to our right hands find it awkward to switch to the left hand to do simple movements. How do you persist?"
"If you truly love something, you can persevere." Wen Xiyun said calmly.
"You're quite inspiring, young lady!" the male host gave her a thumbs-up. "One more question. Just now, during the awards ceremony, I heard someone questioning the background patterns in your painting. They said they looked like patterns from a certain country's ukiyo-e paintings, and that the style was a bit Westernized. Do you have any comment on that?"
"Worshiping foreigners?" Wen Xi smiled faintly and spoke in a strong voice, "How ignorant of the saying! This style of pattern has existed in my country since ancient times, dating back to the painting 'Yellow River Upstream' by the Southern Song painter Ma Yuan. The art of certain countries is good, but I prefer the Chinese style."
"Well said!" A contestant in the audience applauded excitedly. "What do you mean by copying Ukiyo-e? This technique was passed down from us!"
"I think the person who said that is just a Westernized person. He doesn't even know what his ancestors painted, yet he still comes to participate in the painting competition. It's really laughable. Has he been kneeling for so long that he can't stand up anymore?"
"That's right. If you want to find fault, this isn't the way to do it. If you're not convinced, just have a fight."
The contestants in the audience all spoke up, and the parent of the contestant who was looking for trouble blushed with embarrassment, wishing there was a hole in the ground to crawl into.
"Okay, thank you for bringing us such a beautiful experience today." After the interview, the male and female hosts invited all the winners to the stage for a group photo as usual. The photo will be released to the public through the media in a timely manner.
Yuan Ya was the last one to go up, and she stood in an inconspicuous corner in an unusually low-key manner, with her head lowered like a frightened bird.
"Why is the runner-up standing there? Come to the middle." The photographer fiddling with the camera shouted at her. The champion and the third place winners were standing in the middle, and it looked like the runner-up was standing on the edge holding a trophy!
Yuan Ya pretended not to hear.
"Hey, that little girl who draws dragons?" Seeing that Yuan Ya didn't respond, the photographer continued to shout.
"Hello, Yuan Ya, right? I'm calling you." A contestant next to her reminded her.
It's impossible to pretend I didn't hear it anymore.
Yuan Ya had no choice but to raise her head, and with great effort, she forced a smile that was uglier than crying, and moved with difficulty to the empty space left for her in the middle.
"OK, everyone look at me," the photographer instructed.
Yuan Ya looked at the camera nervously, her whole body stiff.
"Very good, the top three should raise the trophy... Yes, that's it."
The photographer was about to take a photo when someone suddenly rushed in from outside and stopped him loudly, "Wait, don't take any photos yet!"
The originally bustling venue suddenly became quiet, and even the sound of a pin drop could be heard.
Everyone looked at each other and then looked at the person who suddenly broke in.
The man was about thirty years old, dressed in a suit and tie, carrying a briefcase and had a serious expression.
"Who are you, sir?" The male host quickly reacted and asked after the ceremony was interrupted.
"My last name is Wan, and I'm the person in charge of Yunzhong Art Gallery." The visitor introduced himself calmly. As he spoke, a young man who looked like an assistant stood up from his seat and walked towards him, calling him "Manager" in a low voice.
Yunzhong Gallery is quite famous in Beijing and even in the whole of China. It has been in existence for decades. The works exhibited and sold there are all heavyweight works. It can be said that it is well-known in the calligraphy and painting circles.
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