The first people who reacted and posted barrages were art students who were familiar with the exhibition.
Before this, they saw an artist appear in the interview of the art exhibition. They were not as crazy as Meng Fu's black fans and Jiang Xinran's fans, until the half picture behind Meng Fu appeared.
Following the host's words, the fans who were watching the exhibition through the screen went crazy.
In the barrage, some netizens who didn't know much about art exhibitions also heard from the host's words that the painting behind Meng Fu was very cool.
There is no need to listen to the host's explanation, the obvious difference can be seen from the reactions to the two paintings.
After the rows of exclamation marks of various colors, the other viewers watching the live broadcast also reacted one by one.
[Please explain to me, this master exhibition is very impressive, right? 】
How does the Masters Exhibition compare to the A Exhibition? 】
[The above, I can tell you responsibly that A exhibition is probably a younger brother compared to Master exhibition. 】
[Shit, is Meng Fu really an artist? ! ! ! 】
...
...
[Is the host’s explanation clear enough?] 】
[The expressions of the people at the scene were so wonderful. I felt so comfortable, my friends! ! 】
[I am dying of laughter. Is this what you call riding on the popularity? Have you ever seen an emperor trying to get attention from a beggar? ? 】
[You didn’t expect that!] ! Idiots! ! ! 】
【……】
Looking at the excitement on the barrage, the audience in the front row were still affected by the paintings, and the reporter who had asked Meng Fu and the host some malicious questions before stood in front of the booth with a microphone in his hand, almost turned into stone statues. .
"Masterpiece exhibition?" The reporter was sent here to participate in the interview, so he must have known the working mechanism of the exhibition in advance and knew what a master-level exhibition meant. He looked at the lone wolf behind Meng Fu and asked, "Is this painting yours, Mr. Meng?"
Although the reporter had a questioning tone, he had unconsciously changed his address to "Teacher Meng" for Meng Fu.
The tone that was previously filled with suspicion turned into one of respect.
As the reporter asked questions, the silent crowd seemed to be ignited by something and exploded with a "boom".
“Ahhhhhhhh!!!”
“Masterpiece Exhibition!!”
"Qingqing Caoyuan, you are the craziest!!!! You are the emperor of the troll world!!!"
This was the first century-long collaboration between the entertainment and art circles. It was like breaking down some dimensional wall. The crowd was crowded and everyone couldn't help but feel excited, especially Meng Fu's fans.
Fortunately, the organizers anticipated this kind of situation in advance, and two circles of security guards around the booth effectively maintained the safety of the crowd on site.
In the crowd, Jiang Xinran’s fans were completely dumbfounded.
There were cheers all around them, but they were a little confused and felt that the noisy sounds around them were like they were in the clouds.
Although Jiang Xinran has few fans, they have been fighting with Meng Fu from yesterday to today.
They felt that Meng Fu's team was afraid of Jiang Xinran.
Some people also feel
"Yes, it's mine." Meng Fu looked at the crazy fans below, raised her hand to press them down, and curled the corners of her mouth into a lazy smile, "Everyone, be quiet."
The faint tone slowly spread through the microphone, like a breeze blowing by, casually spreading to everyone's ears.
The excited crowd slowly calmed down following Meng Fu's voice and gestures.
"I know everyone is very excited," the hostess said, her face flushed and her chest heaving. "In fact, I was also very excited when I received this sudden linkage last night. Without further ado, I believe everyone knows Mr. Meng very well and does not need me to introduce him in detail. So I will explain the Master Exhibition to everyone."
"There are only three booths in the Masters Exhibition every three years, because the domestic master paintings that are eligible for the booths are basically all in the Federal Exhibition Hall," the host smiled elegantly, "In previous years, the master booths were usually vacant. This year, for the three Masters Exhibitions, we are very lucky that two teachers' paintings have not yet been sent to the Federal Exhibition Hall. One of them is our teacher Meng. At the same time, she is also our representative for this national exhibition..."
"If you want to see Mr. Meng's full painting, please go to the master booth in the middle exhibition hall. There will be a detailed explainer there..."
As the host was speaking, another person appeared at the end of the joint entrance.
The crowd looked at the man who appeared at the end and laughed again.
"Fuck, Evs!"
Someone has recognized the current leader of oil painting, Ives.
[Why is he here!] ! ! 】
What’s going on with this national exhibition? ! ! 】
[The big guy on the first page of the oil painting book! 】
[Some people are not only the masters of oil painting, they are also very smart businessmen and geographers! 】
[This national exhibition is crazy!] 】
[Did you see the reporter who asked the question just now? He is gone! 】
"It seems that our Mr. Eves can't wait any longer." The host also saw Eves, who understood the whole process a little better than others.
Meng Fu held the answers to several questions from the host, and after hearing this, she waved to the audience, "Then we'll see you in the joint event."
She handed the microphone to the host and went to the "White Angel Hall" in the back.
Behind him, Eves came hurriedly. He took the microphone from the host, but his eyes were fixed on Meng Fu's leaving figure. He spoke very gracefully, "I was anxious to find Meng Fu. Her teacher said every day that she was filming. Today I finally found her. I won't say much to you. I'm calm and want to discuss something with her since she's not filming."
After saying that, he put the microphone into the host's hand with a "pop" and trotted to catch up with Meng Fu in front of him, "Wait for me..."
Barrage——
【? ? ? ? ? 】
Meng Fu pulled up the collar of his sweater, looked at the foreigner, was stunned for a moment, and waited for him politely: "You are..."
"I'm Evs. Of course, you may have heard about it from your master." Evs put his arm around Meng Fu's shoulders in a familiar manner. "I'm an old friend of your Beijing Association President and your master..."
Meng Fu had to tell Evs a fact, "My master never told me about you."
Eves kept talking: "......?"
A second later, his stiff face returned to normal, "It's okay, you already know me now. It's like this, didn't I buy a painting from you before, the one that cost 300,000 yuan?"
300,000?
Meng Fu raised her head and looked at Evs, "I know who you are."
"That's even better," Ives said quickly, "I also heard from the people at the National Exhibition that you would come, and I wanted to talk to you about the next painting. You should know that I'm organizing an exhibition, the Federal Exhibition. Your Chinese painting's freehand brushwork representative works have never found a school, so this time I want to discuss with you the issue of the head of freehand brushwork painting..."
Meng Fu also wanted to go to the "White Angels Hall" linkage at the back, and the two walked inside while talking.
Jiang Xinran passed by and stayed where he was to watch what happened next.
Jiang Xinran had met Eves before, but who is Eves? A bunch of people lined up to see him today, how could he still remember Jiang Xinran?
Naturally, it was even more impossible for Meng Fu to say hello to Jiang Xinran.
The two of them just passed Jiang Xinran.
Jiang Xinran stood there, her whole body numb. When she learned about this exhibition, she looked up Meng Fu's name from beginning to end. However, from Exhibition C to Exhibition A, there was not a single painting that matched Meng Fu.
She naturally thought that none of Meng Fu's paintings were selected for the National Exhibition.
Jiang Xinran could understand all this. After all, Meng Fu had always been in the entertainment industry, either filming variety shows or TV dramas. How could she have the time to study painting?
I’m afraid the Chinese painting has been lost long ago.
The paintings in Exhibition A were the ones that she thought were of Meng Fu. She found all the paintings in Exhibition A that looked like those of Meng Fu, but none of them matched the description of Meng Fu.
Jiang Xinran had considered everything, the only thing he hadn't considered was——
Meng Fu was actually promoted directly to the Master Exhibition!
The interview was conducted outdoors. Jiang Xinran was wearing a white dress. A cold wind blew by, and Jiang Xinran, who had been extremely cold before, did not feel cold at this moment.
Muran remembered that Madam Yang, Tong Eryu and others were also present!
Jiang Xinran's expression became even stiffer, and she looked at the crowd of thousands of people.
Uncle Luo did not recognize Meng Fu in the crowd.
Tong Eryu's engagement with Meng Fu was initially arranged with Jiang Xinran. Later, when Meng Fu came back, Mrs. Tong did everything she could to get them to cancel their engagement.
The Luo family is a noble family, and Mrs. Luo didn't want people there to know that Tong Eryu's real fiancée was Meng Fu, so she never mentioned Meng Fu.
At this time, Uncle Luo, who was squeezed in the crowd, looked at Meng Fu's back and said to Madam Tong, "Is that the celebrity Meng Fu? I've heard of her, but I didn't expect her to be so powerful. At the Masters Exhibition, so many security guards almost couldn't maintain order today. And even Eaves is anxious to see her. We want to contact Mr. Eaves, and it should be easy to contact him through her. Did you hear that?"
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