The big brother's little dick is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 214

A host arranged for everyone to sit in their seats. Song Ning smiled slightly at Zhang Ying who came on stage, and the two of them took their seats at the painters at both ends of the stage.

At the same time as the two people were seated, the white curtain suddenly dropped from the background of the stage. Some people could tell that the curtain was limited to the whole country, and just one curtain would cost over [-] million.

Because of the curtain, everyone knew that the miniature camera on the easel was actually a new model designed by the imperial capital in the past two years.

The lights in the audience suddenly dimmed, but there was still light on the stage, shining on Song Ning and Zhang Ying.

Behind the two people, their respective easels are projected on the screen, clearly visible.

Zhang Ying breathed a sigh of relief, thankful to myself that yesterday you faced the original manuscript and reviewed it over and over again, your flustered heart seemed to be sedated, and it couldn't be any more stable.

As Fu Rong said, Song Ning is not fierce at all, but she has a sense of tenacity that cannot be ignored, and her gestures are full of tenderness. That dress suits her very well.

Delicate and charming.

All the bosses in the audience stared at the easel on the curtain. The two painted the same clothes, but their techniques were completely different.

Zhang Ying drew very smoothly, and methodically drew the rough details of the entire clothes.

But Song Ning's side was the complete opposite. She only drew the rough outline of the clothes. When it came to the details of the clothes, she didn't move for a long time.

Staring at the easel in a daze for a while, he continued to write again.

The people in the audience thought that Song Ning would be fully prepared. Unexpectedly, although the drawn manuscript can be seen as the published manuscript on Weibo, the details are horrible.

In contrast, Zhang Ying's paintings are very smooth and highly reductive. His views on Song Ning have completely changed.

Song Ning, I'm doomed!

Listening to the whispers in the audience, Song Ning looked indifferent. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Su Ningxi in the guest seat. She raised her lips and smiled, and many cameras were shooting at her.

Li Jianan looked at it, even if Song Ning gave her the bottom ten, judging from the current situation, Song Ning was completely in a weak state.

Zhang Ying finished the draft one step at a time, smiled with satisfaction, and looked at Song Ning who was still drawing, feeling relaxed.

Seeing that she finished the painting, Song Ning accepted the last stroke.

Zhang Ying said: "Miss Song, you lost."

"Have it?"

Song Ning didn't agree with her statement. She glanced at her drawing, and her eyes flashed with appreciation: "Your drawing is very good, even I can't tell the real from the fake."

Zhang Ying frowned, seeing that the girl was so confident, he was a little confused, but he had successfully compared Song Ning, so he was no longer afraid.

"The manuscript was originally written by myself, and my restoration speed is so high, it is normal."

Song Ning nodded in agreement: "You are right."

After finishing speaking, she signaled the host to give her the painting tube, and cleared her throat: "I have a question, and I would like to ask a teacher in the art field to help me answer my doubts."

An old man raised his hand, wearing black-rimmed glasses, with shoulder-length hair and a strong sense of art. He coughed twice and said hoarsely, "Ask."

Some people recognized that the old man was a famous painter who won the painting award in a row, but now that he was old, he produced very few paintings, but once the paintings were produced, the price would be very expensive if they were sold.

Song Ning paid tribute to the old man, and asked softly: "If you are asked to copy your previous paintings again, can you still draw the exact same draft?"

As soon as the question came up, Zhang Ying understood Song Ning's intentions.

The old man stroked his black and white beard, and replied: "It is possible to draw a similar look, but it is extremely difficult to draw an exact copy of the original painting. No matter how similar it is, there are always many details that are different."

"Thank you." After thanking Song Ning, she said to the people in the audience: "Everyone has also seen that Zhang Ying's painting and mine are different."

Zhang Ying was a little anxious, and as soon as Song Ning finished speaking, he immediately said, "You plagiarized my drawing, and I will definitely compare your drawing with mine. It's not surprising that I can draw it today, right?"

For a moment, everyone in the audience was a little shaken.

They have watched the whole process of restoring the drawing, and Zhang Ying's side is more reliable.

Song Ning nodded, and said following her words: "Indeed, it's not surprising. I drew like this today, that is, I drew randomly. It's been too long, and I can't remember anything."

"...!" Zhang Ying choked suddenly, he didn't expect Song Ning to look gentle and weak, and he didn't expect to speak so trickily: "Everyone saw it at the scene, I was the one who won."

No matter how good Song Ning's mouth is, so what? !As a result, everyone saw it.

Song Ning calmly resettled a new easel, and smiled at Zhang Ying: "I'm the loser."

She took a step back to make Zhang Ying look better, and then she said to the president of Mileage Entertainment, "The president of Mileage Entertainment is here today, and I specially invited him to come to apologize, because this matter has affected everyone. The fixed file of "Baihua" and the hard work of the actors during this period of filming."

"Secondly, there is also a problem that requires him to testify for me."

The president of Mileage Entertainment got up, received the eyes of the presidents and celebrities from all directions, and nodded with a smile. Finally, his eyes fell on Song Ning on the stage: "Mr. Song, you say so."

"My first drawing was about cooperating with the Chen Group, and the second drawing was about cooperating with Mileage Entertainment. It not only designed clothes for the protagonist, but also provided other clothing, right?"

The president of Mileage Entertainment nodded: "That's right, the costumes for "Baihua" are all supplied by Song."

After getting the answer she wanted, Song Ning smiled lightly: "The first thing I drew was the clothes of the heroine played by Su Ningxi, but halfway through the painting I was not satisfied with the painting, so I drew the male lead first, and the second one After a while, it was sent to Mileage Entertainment."

"Although the clothes of the heroine and the heroine look different, but in the details, I remember that many of them are similar and echoed."

"So the clothes on the supporting roles, more or less, will have a similar painting style."

After Song Ning said this, she walked to the edge of the stage and came out with a laptop. It was time to send an email, and the email opened was a sketch of the male protagonist's costume.

Song Ning explained: "Let's not talk about the plagiarism of the costumes of the heroine and the supporting role, just the similarities in details, I want to hear the opinion of Zhang Ying's original author?"

Zhang Ying was choked, and looked at Fu Rong who was sitting in the guest area in a panic, but the latter was sipping tea with his head down and ignored her at all.

After calmly exhaling a few breaths, Zhang Ying said slowly, "You mean, I plagiarized you? You also sent the email to Mileage Entertainment alone. Could it be that you suspect that I read the document?"

(End of this chapter)