Chapter 45 Sweet Potato
Although she is not used to this kind of commercial mutual praise, Tang Jia has to admit that the level of Mi Zhizhi's works is beyond her reach at present.
The key lies in the connotation that Mizhizhi said.
She has a lot of practice works, so why are natural plants and natural ingredients the only ones that Mizhizhi singled out for an exhibition?
It’s not that her techniques and skills are not up to the level of holding an exhibition, but that she can only inject emotion into natural plants and natural ingredients.
Only by injecting emotions into paintings can the paintings have life and come alive.
Tang Jia realized it!
In addition to plants, her practice also began to involve people and landscapes, and she incorporated the feelings brought to her by those familiar people and scenes into her paintings.
Tang Jia was making progress at a speed visible to the naked eye, which made Mi Zhizhi very happy.
To train an apprentice and create a masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages are what an excellent painter pursues throughout his life.
It is not certain that Mi Zhizhi will become a masterpiece, but she is sure to become an excellent apprentice.
After all, Tang Jia has grown up visibly.
Of course, in order to prevent the child from becoming proud and complacent, Mi Zhizhi did not intend to tell Tang Jia about this high evaluation.
Only by keeping quiet can you make a fortune!
Look, in just two months, I can paint large pieces!
Mi Zhizhi feels that Mizhu Hermit’s second art exhibition is not far away!
Mi Zhizhi was very happy on Qingcheng Star, but she made things difficult for the Tang family father and son who stayed on the main star.
The Tang family father and son's laptops kept ringing all day long, and they were all asking about Mi Zhizhi's whereabouts.
These people are particularly persistent and determined. If they don't answer one number, they will call two or three more. If they don't answer this number, they will switch to another. The father and son of the Tang family are very annoyed by them.
Tang Hongjia finally couldn't help it, and with tears in his eyes he video-called Mi Zhizhi, asking when she would return.
Ms. Mizhizhi thought about it and gave a vague answer:
"In two weeks!"
At first, Tang Hongjia thought his mother was fooling him!
But wait until StarNet headlines announce:
The young prince of the Sea Tribe and the Third Princess of the Empire simultaneously submitted applications to study abroad. To better care for these two distinguished guests, the Alliance planned to open an art department at the Alliance's First Military Academy...
As soon as the news came out, the alliance was in an uproar.
The already long queue in front of the Tang family’s gate is now even longer.
Despite repeated statements from the Tang father and son, Mi Zhizhi was out sketching and not at home.
But no one takes their words seriously!
The Tang father and son were confused and went to ask around, only to find out that their house was not an exception and that there were long queues in front of other art houses as well.
In order to politely reject these applicants, art masters "showed their magical powers" and started "entry tests" at their doorsteps.
Compared to the entrance tests that often test lung capacity, musicality, color acuity, etc., the "trial" of "Mickey is out and not back" that tests patience and perseverance is simply child's play.
The Tang family father and son could not understand this bizarre development, so they could only convey it to Mi Zhizhi and let her come back to clean up the mess herself.
Mi Zhizhi smiled bitterly and had to end her long vacation. She returned to the main planet with her paintings and those of the "Bamboo Hermit".
When the news of Mi Zhizhi's appearance at the terminal spread, the parents and children who had been waiting at the gate of the Tang family for a long time were dumbfounded.
He added drama to himself and even moved himself. In the end, there was not a single audience member in the audience.
It's just... embarrassing!
The parents thought Mizhizhi was a good person.
But when the first thing Mizhizhi did when she got home was to post a notice at the door, clearly stating that her energy was limited and she would only recruit three students who could play musical instruments at most, everyone realized that this guy was the hardest one.
Three?
Still the most?
There are more than a thousand parents and children at the door, and you only choose three at most?
The parents are fed up!
Just as I was about to protest, I saw the small words below Ms. Mizhizhi's notice.
The final right of interpretation belongs to Ms. Mi Zhizhi.
What's the meaning?
Whether to accept it or not, and who to accept it from depends on Mizhizhi’s mood!
This protest...
Who wants to protest? Hurry up! If you miss the opportunity, it will be gone!
Mizhizhi was upstairs in her house, watching the face-changing performance below, with a hint of sneer on her lips.
After the mess was finally sorted out, Mi Zhizhi asked Tang Hongjia to move her musical instruments to the front hall.
The butler robot will issue number plates and you can enter based on your number. No one will be allowed to enter after your time limit has expired.
After entering, choose the instrument you are best at from among the many instruments to perform, and Ms. Mizhizhi will deal the cards according to the situation.
Those who don’t get a card are eliminated directly, those who get a yellow card will play a playoff, and those who get a red card will go directly to the finals.
The top three contestants will have the opportunity to learn a musical instrument from Mi Zhizhi.
How many days of competition?
It depends!
Judging from the long queue at the door, it will take about a week or two.
I don’t know whether it was fortunate or unfortunate, but the progress of the game was much faster than Mizhizhi had imagined.
Many people were simply misled by public opinion, thinking that Mizhizhi's entrance exam depended on perseverance and determination. They came here directly with a desire to enter the Alliance's first military academy and the fantasy of being classmates with the little prince of the sea tribe and the third princess of the empire.
I don’t know what an instrument is, let alone how to perform.
Mizhizhi's entrance examination, which was a "test of the guns to see if it's a mule or a horse", scared away half of the people as soon as it started.
As for the other half who stayed, not all of them had real talents and skills.
The ones who play the music so hard that it's hard to listen to but are unaware of it; the ones who take a few lessons and then force themselves to play a simple piece; the ones who play "own compositions"...
All of these make the self-aware Tang Jia look like a kind little fairy.
The moment Mi Zhizhi received the roasted sweet potatoes sent by Tang Jia's delivery robot, her longing for Tang Jia reached its peak.
After being tortured for a whole day, I received a fragrant roasted sweet potato. My hands were already warmed to my heart before I even ate it.
Thinking that she had watched these little gadgets grow up, Mizhizhi's mood naturally became cheerful.
Tear off the sweet potato skin that is still oozing with sugar juice, reveal the soft, glutinous and sweet sweet potato flesh, scoop a spoonful, and it’s so delicious!
Unfortunately, it was soon discovered by the rebellious son in the family!
Tang Hongjia took just one bite and couldn't stop eating, snatching the food right from his old mother's mouth.
But why does this thing look more and more familiar? It looks like the natural ingredients Tang Jia asked for from him?!
Little girl, borrow his flowers and offer them to his Buddha?
What is this for?
Tang Hongjia took a photo of the lunch box and sent it to Tang Jia without thinking.
After a while, Tang Jia replied.
"Why? You want to eat too?"
Tang Hongjia raised his eyebrows and asked in his heart: "Why? Just because I want to eat, you have it?"
Tang Jia didn't say anything, just sent back a picture.
In the picture, large tillers occupy half of the mountain, and behind them are mountains and valleys full of sweet potatoes. A group of uniquely shaped agricultural robots are dragging large baskets and working hard to pick them up!
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