In each episode of "We Are Friends", we will find some interesting features in tourist places.
At the beginning of this episode, he asked about the more interesting places in the ancient street. Someone recommended this boss who collects Chinese paintings. He only gives five minutes and he will buy any painting he likes, with prices ranging from one hundred to five thousand.
He is a person with a sharp tongue and a weird temper. I heard that people who majored in painting before were also treated like this by others.
Many people recommended this location, so the director naturally sent someone to communicate with the foreigner and asked him if he could be on the show. He would pay him. However, the foreigner was not willing to cooperate with the show and just said he could paint whatever he wanted.
The other party was unwilling to cooperate, but he didn't try to avoid it either.
But it's better this way, it seems more real.
So the director asked the five guests to practice Chinese painting in advance.
Who would have known that this person was actually a teacher from the Painting Association?
The institutional director of the Art Association didn’t know, but looking at Albert’s expression, he knew that the “A”-level teachers of the Art Association were beyond their reach.
Is this what the capital city is like?
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Are all the people selling things on the street teachers from the Painting Association?
The director looked at Meng Fu in a daze. A person from the Beijing Painting Association appeared in his program in this episode. Is he going to be famous?
Albert finished speaking and looked at Meng Fu intently.
"I have a teacher's." Unlike others, Meng Fu remained calm. She just took out her phone, opened the WeChat QR code, and said very politely: "Just scan my WeChat."
He brought out the name of the Painting Association and took out his A-level teaching certificate.
Albert originally thought that Meng Fu would finally take him as his master. There were countless people in the capital who wanted to take him as their master, and he had never even thought of accepting people from those families. How could Meng Fu say this?
He thought about it and felt that the other party probably didn't know what the Four Associations of the Capital meant, and wanted to explain it a little more.
But there are many people now.
Albert decided to wait until Meng Fu and the others finished recording the show before talking to Meng Fu about this matter.
He looked at Meng Fu, took out his cell phone and transferred money to her.
"Thank you, Master." Meng Fu looked at the 100,000 yuan that the other party scanned over and finally took back the phone.
The entire shooting scene remained silent.
Meng Fu returned to Chu Yue with her phone in hand. She raised her eyebrows and glanced at Liu Yunhao and Gan Wang before saying to Chu Yue, "Yueyue, we're done. Where should we go next? Should we look for a hotel?"
She didn't know the program crew's schedule.
Chu Yue didn't say anything.
Liu Yunhao beside her: "......???"
What hotel are you looking for?
Now it’s time to find a hotel! question! ?! ?
Liu Yunhao really likes Chinese painting and is very knowledgeable about it. When he heard Albert say that he was a teacher at the Painting Association, he was speechless.
He pursed his lips, turned off the microphone, took a step towards Meng Fu, and lowered his voice: "Meng Fu, that's the Painting Association. No one from the Ji family in Beijing wants to join the Painting Association. There is also the Federal Art Exhibition, which is the ultimate hall for all painters! I will explain it to you later, you should agree to Master Albert."
Meng Fu touched her nose, looked at Liu Yunhao, and smiled: "I'm not interested in this."
Liu Yunhao: “…”
"She is determined to make money," Chu Yue breathed a sigh of relief and reacted. She tilted her head to look at Meng Fu for several times before smacking her lips, "Brother Fu, when did you learn to paint? If I had known, I wouldn't have worried about you."
"I just found a master a while ago," Meng Fu nodded when Yan Langfeng was mentioned. "He is a very good man."
"You can have two masters. This is Master Albert!" Liu Yunhao was not interested in Meng Fu as a master. Seeing that Meng Fu said nothing no matter how he tried to persuade her, he had to turn to Master Albert.
"Master, can you show me her painting again?" Liu Yunhao asked respectfully.
Just now they all thought that Meng Fu couldn't paint, and Liu Yunhao didn't even look at Meng Fu's paintings. But now after hearing Albert's comments, Liu Yunhao, who was very interested in Chinese painting, couldn't wait to see the paintings.
When Liu Yunhao mentioned this request, the camera crew was instantly ready to focus on Meng Fu's painting.
Everyone wanted to know what kind of painting could make Albert behave like this.
The camera has already turned away, and the staff behind the scenes are also stunned——
This painting by Meng Fu is very simple, depicting a dead tree in the wind and rain and a stone well. The ink color is thick at first and then thin, and the brush and ink are integrated into one, with distinct layers, and not too mixed.
There is clearly only one color and traces of a brush, but the colors are obviously different because of the thickness and thinness. This shows how skilled the painter is in the use of brush and ink.
It is full of verve and fully demonstrates the unique characteristics of Chinese painting.
People in the inner sect can see the secrets of Meng Fu's painting, but those who don't know much about painting just feel that seeing this painting gives them an inexplicable sense of "maturity", which is both tangible and meaningful.
“So amazing…” Chu Yue, who obviously had some talent for painting, spoke blankly.
Meng Fu glanced at him calmly and said, "It's okay, it's not that exaggerated."
These were what she painted at the beginning, but Yan Langfeng was not satisfied with her proficiency, so he asked her to copy dead trees every day. Meng Fu was extremely talented, and after copying for a long time, she also gained certain experience in applying ink.
What she paints most is dead trees.
"Boss, don't be so modest." Liu Yunhao retracted his gaze and turned to Meng Fu silently, "You call this okay, but what should we do? No wonder the master said we are nothing, Shu Ning, don't you agree?"
After thinking about it, Liu Yunhao suddenly realized, "Shu Ning, do you know that Meng Fu is very good at painting, so you keep asking her to paint on purpose?"
He pointed to other paintings on the table.
Unfortunately, next to Meng Fu's painting was Ye Shuning's painting that everyone had praised before.
Ye Shuning's painting was quite eye-catching next to Liu Yunhao and Chu Yue, but when it was placed next to Meng Fu's painting, it was really...
Nothing at all.
As soon as Liu Yunhao gave a cue, the photographer went to capture Ye Shuning's reaction.
Behind a few people, Ye Shuning, who was originally discussing with Xi Nancheng, had been maintaining a calm expression on his face. When he heard Liu Yunhao cue him, the calm expression on Ye Shuning's face could no longer be maintained.
She prepared for this painting for a week.
After learning that the trip to the ancient street was cancelled, she was even angry. She used to hate people like Meng Fu who only used their connections, and she hated her for pretending to be so ignorant...
When Meng Fu said that she didn't paint, she couldn't help but speak.
Who knew that the other person could actually draw?
Why did you cancel the action on the ancient street when you obviously can draw and don’t want to draw? !
Ye Shuning couldn't understand.
She stood there, her face still as cold as ice. Feeling the gazes of the photographers around her and Liu Yunhao and Xi Nancheng, Ye Shuning's face flushed for the first time.
Thinking about how she had even taken the initiative to cue Meng Fu and asked her to show the painting to the master, Ye Shuning felt confused and didn't know how to describe his feelings at all.
Not far away.
The staff member turned around blankly and looked at the director: "Meng Fu's segment...still need to be edited?"
The director's mouth was grinning to his ears, and he slapped the staff member on the head, "What are you cutting?!"
He rubbed his hands, put down his phone, and found Zhao Fan who was standing calmly on the side.
Zhao Fan stood aside with his arms folded across his chest, watching Meng Fu's performance with great interest, seemingly not surprised by any of this.
The director was a little surprised. Her artist was noticed by a teacher from the Beijing Painting Association, but she was still so calm?
"Sister Fan," the director thought for a moment and explained to Zhao Fan, "Master Albert did not lie. He is indeed a teacher at the Painting Association and an A-level teacher."
Zhao Fan retracted his gaze and glanced at the director, not understanding why he suddenly told him this. He was stunned: "I know, what's wrong?"
"A-level teacher, a teacher who ranks in the top five in the Painting Association," the director took a deep breath and said solemnly, "There are countless people across the country who want to become his disciple. Do you know Sheng Jun? She can't even get into the Beijing Painting Association. Look at how much she is admired by netizens. Meng Fu... is really... In short, this opportunity must not be missed. It's okay for Meng Fu to have a teacher. Teacher Albert doesn't mind, right? Entering the Beijing Painting Association means that you can definitely enter the Federation. The Federation is... you will know in the future."
The director is a local and knows about the Federation and the Four Associations of Beijing.
So I wanted to remind Zhao Fan.
After hearing what the director said, Zhao Fan finally understood what the director was surprised about. She couldn't help but shook her head and laughed, "Okay, don't worry, I will remind her."
The director felt even more surprised when he saw that Zhao Fan didn't seem surprised at all when he heard this.
However, he still had to continue to focus on the recording of the program, so he said a few words to Zhao Fan and returned to his original position.
Behind him, Zhao Fan just smiled. When Albert said he wanted to accept a disciple, everyone else was shocked, but Zhao Fan was not surprised. After all, he had seen Yan Langfeng come to Meng Fu more than once before.
After being with Meng Fu for a long time, Zhao Fan has gotten used to it.
As for Albert saying that he was a teacher at the Beijing Painting Association...
And the director said that Albert could be ranked in the top five of the painting association...
Zhao Fan was not quite clear about Yan Langfeng's status in the capital, but Su Di had mentioned to her before that Yan Langfeng was one of the three giants of the Painting Association.
so……
Zhao Fan really didn’t think there was anything wrong with what the director said.
She just sneered at Xi Nancheng and Ye Shuning in front of her.
**
The program continued to be recorded, and now that the group had the funds, it was not difficult to find a hotel.
The latter part basically revolves around Meng Fu. As for the previous group favorite Ye Shuning, he almost had no presence today.
In the evening, Meng Fu generously invited Liu Yunhao and others to eat roast duck. Ye Shuning said he was not feeling well and did not go, and he did not let them go.
"What's wrong?" Xi Nancheng has always valued Ye Shuning, and came to find her when he saw that she didn't go.
Ye Shuning stood by the sink, washing her hands with her head down. She didn't look up when she heard the words, but just rubbed her hands very slowly. After a long while, she finally spoke: "Five minutes of painting, one hundred thousand yuan..."
Hearing this, Xi Nancheng fell silent. He also felt strange. He didn't understand painting. Although he thought Meng Fu's painting was good, he couldn't see how this painting was worth one hundred thousand.
Ye Shuning only has one thousand, so would a hundred thousand be an exaggeration?
"Teacher Xi, how did the director invite Albert?" Ye Shuning washed his hands and took out a card.
Hearing this, Xi Nancheng narrowed his eyes slightly.
He knew early this morning that the director team wanted to build momentum for Meng Fu. He later changed his schedule, but that doesn't mean the director team won't make any moves.
When Ye Shuning mentioned this, Xi Nancheng immediately thought of this.
He lowered his head and sent a WeChat message to Sheng Jun, asking if the teacher from the Beijing Painting Association had any problems with his hands. The other party replied quickly -
[Let me tell you this, my teacher is the vice president of the T City Painting Association, but he cannot join the Beijing Painting Association. The teachers and apprentices of the Beijing Painting Association are all graduates of the Youth Competition. 】
After seeing this reply, Xi Nancheng said nothing and went directly to the backstage to find the director team.
He and Ye Shuning did not go to eat Peking duck, but Meng Fu and four others went, so the photography crew also followed the four of them to shoot.
At this moment, the director was directing the filming backstage when the cell phone in his pocket rang.
It was a call from the big boss. Even though it was just a phone call, the director stood up to show respect: "Boss Zhou."
“You did a good job this time, but the Painting Association just called me and said that Master Albert’s identity is confidential. When editing the program, don’t reveal his A-card.” President Zhou said seriously.
The director was very respectful, "I know."
"Well, also, give me your address. The master will come to see Meng Fu in the evening."
The director was stunned, and was really surprised at this moment, "He is still thinking about accepting a disciple?"
It’s strange to say, among the many talented people in the Beijing Painting Association who wanted to become Master Albert’s apprentice, he chose Meng Fu, and the key point is that he still didn’t give up.
He was just thinking about it when Xi Nancheng came in.
The director was surprised, "Teacher Xi, what's the matter?"
Xi Nancheng pursed his lips and looked at the director, his expression showing no emotion. He only asked, "Did you arrange for Albert at noon? One hundred thousand, aren't you afraid that netizens will think you are exaggerating?"
"A Day in the Life of a Star" couldn't even invite Sheng Jun's teacher.
Not to mention the teachers from the Painting Association.
Listening to Xi Nancheng's words, the director also realized what he meant. He was not angry at the moment, but looked at Xi Nancheng in surprise: "Teacher Xi, didn't you Thousand Baidu the Beijing Painting Association?"
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