This short episode was set up by the program team to increase the appeal of the program.
There is such a place in the scenic area, and the program team even asked the guests to practice seven days in advance to create this attraction.
Xi Nancheng, Ye Shuning, Chu Yue and the others had practiced specially before recording this episode.
Especially Ye Shuning, her reputation on the Internet has always been that of a "nerd". For this episode, she even specially found 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 just draw a simple picture.
Ye Shuning just had to try his best to make the painting look like the real thing.
They all had a week to prepare, so they were able to draw easily, but judging from the fact that the production crew wanted to change the location and Meng Fu's initial thought that it was in a "wild mountain city", Meng Fu was definitely not prepared.
Without any preparation and having never learned Chinese painting, Meng Fu might not even be able to start writing.
Only Ye Shuning would have such an expression.
She thought calmly, lowered her head and began to paint seriously.
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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 on "A Day of a Star" last time, Meng Fu was reasoning on the chessboard.
Thinking of this, he felt a little surprised. Meng Fu could paint Chinese paintings?
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Beside Meng Fu, Chu Yue pursed her lips.
She had been with Meng Fu for quite some time, so she naturally knew whether the other person could draw or not.
In the entertainment industry, not knowing how to paint Chinese paintings is actually not a big deal.
But for this show, the five of them had trained in advance, and Chu Yue believed that not only her, but the others had also learned it.
Of course, they won't be able to draw that well in this week, but it won't be too bad either.
There are always comparisons. The five of them all drew carelessly, except Meng Fu, who couldn't draw at all. When the show was broadcast, Chu Yue could imagine how netizens would blacken Meng Fu.
Chu Yue lowered her eyes, suppressed her anger, and took a few pens from the pen holder in the middle and gave them to Meng Fu.
Various details of Chinese painting require the use of multiple brushes.
Meng Fu looked at the pen Chu Yue handed over and only pulled out a medium-sized wolf-hair brush from the middle.
"This pen will do." She said lightly.
"Just this one?" Chu Yue was stunned.
Meng Fu looked at the pen and was quite surprised. The quality of the pen was quite good. It didn't look like a pen that someone setting up a stall in the ancient street could just casually take out: "One is enough."
She returned to Chu Yue.
Chu Yue glanced at Meng Fu, and seeing that she definitely only wanted a pen, she didn't say anything more.
"You draw first, and I'll watch you draw." Meng Fu weighed the pen, looked at Chu Yue and asked her to draw first.
Not far away, Chu Yue, who had been listening to Meng Fu talking, almost laughed out loud.
Xi Nancheng, who was beside her, withdrew his gaze when he heard that Meng Fu only wanted a pen.
The stall owner had set up a long table. Knowing that there were six people in Meng Fu's group, he placed a long row of drawing papers on the table. From left to right were Ye Shuning, Xi Nancheng, Gan Wang, Liu Yunhao, Chu Yue, and Meng Fu.
The long table is made up of six tables put together, providing enough space for six people.
In front of the table, a middle-aged foreign man wearing a straw hat sat calmly on a chair, reading a Chinese painting classic in his hand.
The cover of the book is black with a black swirl in the lower left corner.
The six stars in front of him were all influential figures in the entertainment industry, but he didn't even raise his head, still flipping through the books slowly, looking like a hermit.
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Backstage of the program team.
The director's face turned dark. At this time, he found Zhao Fan, apologized to her, and assured her: "Sister Fan, I promise you that when the program is broadcast, Miss Meng's paintings will not be shown. When editing, we will try to skip this part as much as possible."
Zhao Fan in the crowd was watching the program recording seriously, holding a thermos cup in her hand. When she heard the director's words, she tilted her head and was quite surprised: "Cut it out?"
"Yeah." The director nodded.
He was a little disappointed that Meng Fu didn't get a hot moment in this episode, but no matter how disappointed he was, he didn't want to offend Meng Fu and would not release this segment.
Personal connections are also important in the entertainment industry, not to mention that Meng Fu has unlimited potential.
What if there is a chance in the future, Meng Fu will still remember him?
In short, the director is not as stupid as Xi Nancheng, he will not offend people casually.
"You can decide for yourself when the time comes. It doesn't matter to us whether you cut it or not." After listening, Zhao Fan smiled at him.
The director looked at Zhao Fan's smile and didn't quite understand what she meant, but when he saw that she didn't seem to be angry and blame their production team, he felt relieved.
Then he continued to cue the process with a loud speaker, "Six guests, after you finish your paintings, please give them to the boss for appraisal. The boss will only accept the best paintings among the six of you. He will calculate the price based on the quality of the paintings. This money will be all your funds for the next two days and one night."
That’s the setting of the show.
Listening to the director's words, Gan Wang finished the last stroke, then blew the painting dry, walked up to the foreign boss in front, and said politely: "Excuse me..."
The foreign boss raised his eyes and said, "Speak human language."
Gan Wang: “…”
Gan Wang touched his nose and said, "Boss, look, I've finished the painting."
The boss looked up and took a look at his painting, which was a picture of a bamboo forest. The frame and rendering were not good enough. It was obvious that he was a novice and he had obviously just applied them directly and rigidly to the work.
"You are not a painting major, are you?" the boss asked.
Gan Wang touched the back of his head and said, "I'm from the acting department."
"That's good." The boss nodded, then lowered his head and turned a page of the book.
Gan Wang: “…”
The photographer gave a close-up of his painting.
Liu Yunhao behind him laughed loudly, and then pushed Gan Wang aside, "Master, can you take a look at mine? I have loved painting since I was a child!"
The foreign middle-aged man glanced at Liu Yunhao's painting, then looked at Liu Yunhao earnestly: "It's a good thing to like painting, but you can't force it. You will have another chance in your next life, don't give up."
Liu Yunhao: “…”
"Pfft." Behind him, Gan Wang burst into laughter.
The photographer couldn't help laughing.
Everyone seemed to understand why the program team arranged this teacher. He is really very sharp-tongued.
Xi Nancheng had also finished his painting, so he walked over and handed the painting to the foreign man.
Xi Nancheng has dabbled in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Before recording this episode, he even sought advice from Sheng Jun.
The middle-aged man looked up and saw what Xi Nancheng was painting. It was a Clivia, and three colors were used in the painting. He nodded slightly and said, "It looks like a human painting. If you buy it, it's 500."
It looked like a painting by a human, so needless to say, it was also criticized.
Later, the master gave Chu Yue a higher evaluation than Liu Yunhao and others, "This painting is somewhat presentable, about 500."
Although he said that, the middle-aged man just glanced at it and continued to read his book with his head down.
From Gan Wang to Chu Yue, almost no one could make this middle-aged man look at a painting for more than two seconds.
Gan Wang looked at the middle-aged man, and then cried to Liu Yunhao, "Are our paintings the type that he wouldn't want even if we gave them to him for free?"
"Five hundred, plus one hundred for each of us," Gan Wang calculated, "one thousand and eleven, if we use it sparingly, should it be enough for us?"
Xi Nancheng was also quite surprised when he looked at Chu Yue's painting.
Meng Fu and Ye Shuning were the only ones left. He turned around and looked at Ye Shuning beside him, "Shuning, are you okay? Let the master have a look."
"It's finished." Ye Shuning painted more carefully than others. He had just finished painting. He blew the painting dry carefully, picked it up and walked over here.
When she raised it, Xi Nancheng also saw Ye Shuning's painting and was slightly stunned.
Ye Shuning painted a picture of playing with shrimps, with shrimps and stones. The whole layout is very comfortable and the whole shrimp body is very flexible. .
It can be seen that she must have done her homework very carefully beforehand, as she was able to draw so well within just a week.
Xi Nancheng's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed sincerely: "You draw so well."
Hearing Xi Nancheng's voice, Gan Wang and Liu Yunhao were shocked and went around to Ye Shuning to take a look. The two of them didn't know how to paint, but they could still tell whether the painting was realistic or not. When they saw Ye Shuning's painting, they said exaggeratedly, "This is too good. Did you learn painting in elementary school?"
Ye Shuning has always been aloof and aloof. Hearing these compliments, he just smiled faintly: "It's nothing. It's far inferior to the master's paintings."
Everyone was praising Ye Shuning's paintings, and the program team directly cut to a close-up of Ye Shuning's paintings and gave a close-up.
Liu Yunhao looked directly at the master and said excitedly: "Master, take a look at this painting. Is it better than Teacher Xi and Chu Yue's?"
The foreign middle-aged man looked up from the book and saw the picture of the shrimp. He nodded slightly and said, "Not bad, with a bit of craftsmanship. 1,200 yuan."
1200?
Seven hundred yuan more than Chu Yue and Xi Nancheng's 500 yuan!
Xi Nancheng also thought Ye Shuning was good at painting, but he was not a professional after all. Listening to the words of the middle-aged foreign man, he also looked at Ye Shuning, very surprised: "You can also paint?"
"I just fumbled around." Ye Shuning smiled faintly and didn't care too much.
Beside her, Liu Yunhao looked at Ye Shuning excitedly, "Shuning, 1200! You saved our lives!"
"Two days and one night, we don't have to be so frugal. Can you ask me if I can have roast duck tonight?" Gan Wang nodded frantically, "You are too amazing. The boss has been venomous to almost all of us except you, Shu Ning! I worship you!"
Ye Shuning smiled, "If you want to eat roast duck, of course you can."
Gan Wang's eyes lit up, and then he looked at Meng Fu who was still standing there, and cue her: "Meng Fu, do you want to eat roast duck tonight?"
Meng Fu had just put down her pen when she heard this. She leaned against the table and raised her eyebrows, "I can do anything."
"Then let's sell this painting?" The middle-aged man raised the painting of shrimps in his hand calmly, "If there is no problem, I will take the money."
As he spoke, he turned slightly, opened a small drawer in the cabinet beside him, and took out 1,200 yuan.
These people, including Ye Shuning himself, were extremely certain that the boss would only buy Ye Shuning's paintings this time.
Ye Shuning watched the boss counting the money, smiled faintly, and said with a calm expression, "Boss, there is still a painting you haven't seen yet."
As soon as these words were spoken, the lively scene became quiet for a moment.
The artists and staff present knew everything about Meng Fu's matter.
People like Liu Yunhao and Gan Wang had been criticized, and now it was Meng Fu's turn...
Gan Wang coughed and said to Meng Fu, "Meng Fu, come here and let the master take a look." Gan Wang then said to the master earnestly, "Master, this sister has never learned to paint, please spray gently."
Liu Yunhao nodded. He looked at Meng Fu coming over and gave her a shot of defense. He lowered his voice and said, "Hey, let me tell you, how did the master scold me just now..."
Meng Fu casually picked up her own sketch. Hearing this, she lowered her head to glance at Liu Yunhao's painting. She was silent for a moment, then raised her head: "...what he criticized actually makes sense."
After saying that, Meng Fu patted Liu Yunhao on the shoulder and said, "Come on."
Liu Yunhao still wanted to comfort Meng Fu. He snatched Meng Fu's painting and respectfully opened it to show the master: "Master, spray as hard as you can. I will never stop you."
Beside Liu Yunhao, Ye Shuning didn't even look at Meng Fu, but just turned his eyes away indifferently.
But my ears were paying attention to the master's voice.
Beside her, Xi Nancheng was holding his mobile phone, checking the upcoming schedule. He was the captain of the program and had more things to do than the other members.
While checking the map and discussing with Ye Shuning, he didn't even look at Meng Fu.
The master still had the money in his hand. When he saw Liu Yunhao unfold the painting, he did not take it as before, but just raised his head indifferently.
When he glanced at the painting in Liu Yunhao's hand, his azure eyes suddenly stopped.
He stared at the painting for about five seconds, then suddenly reacted, stood up from the chair, took the painting from Liu Yunhao's hand, and lowered his head to examine it carefully.
Liu Yunhao was waiting to see what the master was going to say this time, and just watched the master take the painting from his hand.
He tilted his head and looked stiffly at Gan Wang beside him, then at Chu Yue opposite him, his eyes full of questions -
What's going on?
"Master?" Gan Wang asked cautiously.
The master didn't say anything, which was different from his previous reactions. Before, he always came to a conclusion within two or three seconds. Ye Shuning, who had been waiting for his reaction, couldn't help but look up in surprise.
When she looked up, the foreign middle-aged man also reacted. He no longer had the mysterious look on his face. He looked at Meng Fu intently: "Do you want to be my disciple? I will teach you how to paint, and I guarantee that you will win a federal A-level exhibition within three years!"
As soon as these words came out, Gan Wang and Liu Yunhao's cautious voices disappeared instantly.
Three greetings slowly appeared above Chu Yue's head.
The photography crew was also surprised.
The quick-reacting camera had already given the picture to Meng Fu.
Xi Nancheng, who was looking down at his phone to check the map, tightened his grip and suddenly looked in the direction of Meng Fu.
These people don’t know what level the federal A-level exhibition is, but as long as it involves the federation, it is not something that ordinary people can interfere with. It is at least at a professional level.
Who is this middle-aged man setting up a stall?
Everyone at the scene couldn't help but look in Meng Fu's direction, waiting for her reply.
Under the gaze of everyone, Meng Fu finally spoke——
"Master, how much is this painting?"
The foreign middle-aged man looked at Meng Fu without blinking, "The theme of this painting is simple. Since you are not famous enough now, I can only give you 100,000."
"Just one hundred thousand?" Meng Fu was shocked.
This is much simpler than the painting she drew for President Yan, and it costs 100,000?
The foreign middle-aged man thought she was dissatisfied, and said quickly: "Two hundred thousand is fine, if you are not satisfied..."
Meng Fu said quickly: "No, I am satisfied, very satisfied, two hundred thousand is two hundred thousand, one price!"
"So you can be my apprentice. I will teach you how to paint, and you can participate in the Federal Art Exhibition in three years. It has a much better future than developing in the entertainment industry. Don't waste your potential." The middle-aged man looked at Meng Fu again.
"Ah, that's not necessary. I already have a teacher." Meng Fu was still thinking about her 200,000 yuan. "Do you want cash or card?"
The middle-aged man was not on the same wavelength as her. When he heard that Meng Fu had a teacher, he didn't care. He just looked up and introduced himself to Meng Fu: "I am a teacher at the Beijing Painting Association, Albert, and this is my identity badge."
As he spoke, he took out a black swirl-shaped logo with a blue "A" on it from his pocket, and pinned it on his chest. He said to Meng Fu again, "I'm not kidding when I say I'll send you to the Federal Art Exhibition in three years. You have a teacher, so you can ask him to come. I can also take him."
The Beijing Painting Association is mysterious and unknown.
One of the four associations in the capital, its status is equivalent to the hidden family in the capital!
Most people, including Xi Nancheng and the director, have only heard of the Painting Association but have never seen it.
They don't know what the A-level teacher of the Painting Association means, but Obot
As soon as Albert finished speaking, no one dared to speak, and you could hear a pin drop.
The program director was holding a board, standing among the photographers, listening to Albert's words. He lowered his head and tremblingly searched for Beijing Painting Association on his mobile phone. Because his fingers were shaking too much, it took him several clicks before he successfully opened it.
When I opened the official website, I saw five teachers from the Painting Association in the first row.
He focused his eyes on the picture of the foreign man in the middle, with a simple introduction written below:
Albert is an A-level teacher of the Beijing Painting Association and a member of the Federal Painting Association.
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