Chapter 7 You Draw, I Guess
Zhou Ziping is the last disciple of the Chinese painting master Qi Shan. He also holds multiple positions, including president of the China Artists Association and curator of the China Culture Research Institute.
He is a big figure who can make the Chinese art world tremble with just a stomp of his foot.
This time she participated in the variety show, on the one hand, to compare with Su Yunwan.
Another more important purpose is Zhou Ziping.
She heard that the final preparations were being made for his annual Chinese painting exhibition.
She was very confident in her talent and thought that if she could show her face in front of the master, she would definitely be appreciated by him.
When the time comes, she will take her works to the exhibition and her fame will rise immediately.
Maybe, you can be promoted by the master and accepted as his closed disciple.
As a direct disciple of a master of Chinese painting, her art career will naturally be smoother.
At this time, the guests had finished their rest and came out of the room one after another.
Jiang Ling looked at Su Yunwan in the corner, a calculating look flashing in her eyes.
"Director, I heard that the guest might be late due to traffic, right? How about we use the time we have to wait to play a little game?"
"Oh, what do you have in mind?"
"Isn't our theme calligraphy and painting? How about playing the game of "You Draw, I Guess"? It's simple and fun."
The director guessed some of her thoughts. After all, she was the real daughter of the Jiang family, and it was difficult to disobey her. He nodded and explained the situation to the other guests.
No one had any objection, except Su Yunwan, who looked thoughtful.
Jiang Ling's heart tightened. She thought she wouldn't notice anything, so she didn't dare to go.
She was about to add something when she heard Su Yunwan ask, "Director, when will we have dinner?"
Su Yunwan had eaten a few biscuits in the morning and was really hungry now.
The director was stunned: "Didn't your assistant prepare anything for you?"
Usually guests look down on the boxed lunches they eat and will prepare their own meals.
Jiang Ling felt balanced and covered her mouth in shock.
"Oh my god, Yun Wan, you haven't eaten yet? If you had told me earlier, I would have shared some of the custom meal my mother ordered for me with you."
She deliberately emphasized the words "Mom, customized meal" to emphasize Guan Manzhen's love for her.
Make Su Yunwan jealous.
"I don't have an assistant." Su Yunwan ignored him and looked at the director calmly.
Director: "We only have some boxed lunches left. How about we order some more for you from the hotel?"
"No, I'll just eat something."
Su Yunwan followed the director to the logistics department to get a box lunch. Suddenly, she thought of something and looked up:
"Director, does this lunch box... cost money?"
The director was stunned: "No."
Free?
Su Yunwan's eyes brightened slightly. She stretched out her little hand, took two more boxes, found a small stool, and started eating on the spot.
Although Sister Xu gave her 3,000 yuan, the rent, utilities, and other expenses alone cost her 2,800 yuan, plus today's taxi fare.
She is really poor.
Of course you should eat more of the free lunch.
Not to mention, it tastes pretty good too.
Jiang Ling felt nauseous when she saw her eating greasy food without changing her expression.
How dare you boast of your aristocratic temperament?
Who gave you the face?
…
After lunch break, when netizens entered the live broadcast room, they saw several drawing boards standing by.
Director: "Welcome everyone to continue watching our journey to China's treasures. Our mysterious guest is stuck in traffic and can't meet you for the time being, so let's play a game to relax first."
"The game is called: You Draw, I Guess. The six of us will form pairs and take turns drawing the words given by the program team."
"Each group will have the same questions, ten in total. The first group to finish all the questions and beat the drum will win."
After explaining the rules, the guests came forward and chose their teammates by drawing ropes.
They are:
Song Nan, Xu Zhiran
Jiang Ling, Lu Zhi
Wu Yi, Su Yunwan
Seeing this grouping, netizens seemed to have seen the ending.
[Haha, is there any need to compare? ]
[Whoever gets Jiang Ling gets the world.]
[Isn't Su Yunwan very good? Show off again.]
【Hehe, does someone dare? 】
[Su Yunwan was just stealing the questions and memorizing them. Painting, a professional skill, can't be learned overnight.]
[Poor Teacher Wu Yi.]
[Director, can you please kick that loser out in the next episode? ]
The director set up a large screen so that the comments could be viewed in real time.
Jiang Ling looked at the one-sided comments in the live broadcast room and glanced at Su Yunwan with pride.
This is exactly the effect she wants.
In the morning, Su Yunwan used trickery to suppress her on both sides, and now she wanted to get everything back.
Su Yunwan, who was collectively disliked by the barrage of comments, said he was very calm.
Her calligraphy and painting master is a master in the entire calligraphy and painting academy.
Want to suppress her as a control group?
Sorry, I'm afraid that's not possible.
She took a step forward and walked to Wu Yi. "Teacher Wu, do you want to start first or should I start first?"
Wu Yi looked at her calm and composed appearance, and felt a little bit of anticipation in his heart, "Then please ask Miss Su to make a sample for me."
[No, Mr. Wu, you are really too depressed.]
【You don’t want a cent at all? 】
[It's a complete failure, Teacher Wu, please change it quickly. I just pretended I didn't see it!]
[Su Yunwan is so nice to agree.]
The comments were full of opposition, but Wu Yi pretended not to see it and walked to the position of the person who was guessing the question.
Su Yunwan, Jiang Ling and Song Nan walked to the easels respectively.
"Are you all ready, teachers? Time begins!"
The game begins at the director's command.
In addition to the panoramic camera, the three groups also have their own straight-shot cameras and small live broadcast rooms.
This move is exactly what the audience wants.
Everyone is more or less carried away by the barrage and doesn't want to see some people do stupid things.
The live broadcast room of Su Yunwan and Wu Yi was silent except for a few fans of their acting and looks.
The live broadcast rooms with the largest number of people are those of the boy group’s face Xu Zhiran and childhood goddess Song Nan.
The title was Sun Wukong. Song Nan thought for a few seconds, picked up the brush beside him and drew it carefully.
After a while, a cartoon figure wearing a tight headband and holding a long stick appeared on the paper.
Xu Zhiran understood immediately and quickly wrote down the answer on the cardboard.
"That's right."
Song Nan nodded like a chick pecking at rice and quickly changed positions.
[Once the golden hoop is drawn, it's easy to guess.]
【Haha, Teacher Song Nan is so cute.】
【My husband is so handsome! 】
【Come on, husband! 】
On the other side, Jiang Ling has been called the "Goddess of the Academy of Fine Arts" for a long time. Many viewers want to catch a glimpse of this professional, and the live broadcast room is also very lively.
Jiang Ling narrowed her eyes when she saw the question that seemed so simple that it seemed childish.
This time, she not only wants to win, but also wants to win beautifully.
The audience saw Jiang Ling draw a few circles, and then, with a few strokes to the left and right, a tall and agile monkey wearing a tiger skin skirt appeared?
【??? Did I miss something?】
[As expected of a professional, the expressions are so realistic.]
[Even the monkey hair on the legs is drawn.]
【Sun Wukong is originally empty.】
Jiang Ling was fully focused and painted with great detail, which drew constant admiration from the audience.
However, it was difficult for Lu Zhi, who was answering the questions. He saw out of the corner of his eye that Song Nan's group had answered several questions correctly, and his face turned red with anxiety.
Finally, Jiang Ling put down her pen, Lu Zhi quickly wrote down the answer, rushed to the drawing board, and quickly finished the round.
Then, when it came to Jiang Ling, the speed of answering questions slowed down again.
I know there are hardships that cannot be expressed in words.
Master? Is it necessary to be so serious about a small game?
Isn’t it enough to just draw the characteristics?
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