I have seven big brothers

Of course, in addition to being skilled in painting, painting must also have a strong personal color and aura, because it is recognizable.

For painters, it is very important to be recognizable.

The works that can be selected for the art exhibition are all skilled in painting. Bai Mohua is still young. Compared with other people who have painted for most of their lives, he is still not good enough in this respect.

But his paintings are very spiritual, and he already has his own painting style.

This painting is very eye-catching, and it can quickly catch the attention of others, and when everyone stops to appreciate it, they don't think the tiger is scary anymore after looking at it for a long time.

The white tiger is domineering, but he shows a protective attitude towards the weak little life in his arms.

If you look closely, the little child is the one who has the most ink, especially the eyes, which are as clean and clear as mountain spring water, but full of other pure emotions.

Joy, leisure and dependence on and trust in the white tiger.

When falling into the author's emotions integrated into the painting, everyone seems to be separated from the hustle and bustle of the city, and only feel the leisure and relaxation of the vast wilderness.

Just from the name "Nature", everyone probably thinks of forests, my boundless grasslands and other natural scenery at the first time.

However, the author of this painting combined the two elements, the white tiger representing nature, and the human being representing the city, to show the meaning behind the painting.

"beautiful."

Someone stared at the painting and muttered to himself.

"I must auction it off!"

Who here doesn't think so?

Most of the people who can come here are big bosses sitting in the office, because after they have money, they will want to sublimate themselves with art.

Although many people do not understand art, good works can resonate with their emotions, and they will be auctioned off if they like it.

The "Nature" painted by Bai Mo obviously resonated with many people's emotions. This kind of painting is full of oppression and domineering at first glance, but it can make people feel warm and relaxed when you look closely. For those big bosses who are ambitious and want to relax It couldn't be more appropriate.

Nuannuan is a small one who is mixed in the crowd and listening to everyone discussing his brother's paintings. The corners of his mouth are upturned, revealing two rows of white and neat little teeth, and a pair of black eyes are also sparkling. The inexplicably puffed up small breasts cannot be concealed. pride.

Her brother is super awesome!

When more and more people gathered around, Bai Mohua took Nuan Nuan and left to look at other works.

After shopping around, Bai Mohua called the teacher to take them to dinner.

"I'm treating you!" The young man patted his chest, his face brimming with joy.

Nangong Xun and the other teachers next to him couldn't help laughing.

"This kid really hasn't changed at all."

"Who says no, no one will doubt that he is a college student now."

"It's good, I like such a carefree and agile young man."

The current social pressure is too great. There are really too few people like Bai Mohua who only focus on painting and don't value fame and fortune.

Bai Mohua smiled embarrassedly after being praised, and when he took the teachers to dinner, he unexpectedly met another group of people.

Those are people from country M, and the leader is a professor from the famous Academy of Fine Arts in country M. They obviously know Nangong Xun.

Nangong Xun saw that the smile on his face faded, "Professor James."

"Nangong, this must be your proud disciple."

There was also a tall young man standing beside James. He raised his chin and looked arrogant and disdainful, especially when his eyes fell on Bai Mohua.

"Did you really draw "Nature"?"

As he said that, he sneered, "I've never seen someone as young as Xia Guo draw such a picture. You have a good teacher."

"What do you mean!"

The other teachers couldn't help but get angry. This wasn't implying that they were cheating. The painting Bai Mo drew was done for him by his teacher.

"Eri, you shouldn't be so rude."

James scolded, but there was no sense of blame in his tone.

"I'm really sorry, Professor Nangong. Because of this defeat, Ai Rui only won No.3. It's inevitable that he has a little temper. You know, young people are suspicious."

Nangong Xun was also angry, but he still maintained self-restraint, "It doesn't matter, after all, Ai Rui is still young and has little knowledge, just like he never believed that Xia Guo has a history of more than 2000 years, but those histories are real."

The faces of James and Ai Rui suddenly turned livid.

However, Nangong Xun continued to speak slowly, "Xia Guo does have many deficiencies in oil painting. We will admit it generously and work hard to change these deficiencies in the future. But maybe Mr. James, if you are interested, you can learn about our ink paintings?

It was passed down by our ancestors through thousands of years of history. Oh, I’m so sorry, I forgot that you don’t know how to use our brushes. People nowadays, without that ability, will only belittle what they can’t control. Stuff, too, is pathetic, don't you say, Professor James? "

He had a gentle smile on his face, but what he said was like a soft knife piercing James' body.

Because James once belittled the ink painting of the country of Xia, the people of country M will never admit that the country of Xia has such a long history.

Nangong Xun didn't directly hate Ai Rui, but just used these to imply that they don't believe in the knowledge of the people of Xia's history in M ​​country.

Airi exploded in anger, cursed furiously and wanted to do something.

Bai Mohua blocked the punch for his teacher, a sharp pain came from his shoulder, and he staggered backwards and was finally caught by the teachers.

Nuan Nuan saw that her brother was beaten out of breath, so she ran over to hug Ai Rui's leg and bit down hard.

"Ouch! Shit!"

Nangong Xun snapped, "Ai Rui, how dare you!"

Nuan Nuan was thrown away and fell to the ground, then cried out with a wow.

The child's cry was very penetrating, and it immediately attracted many people to watch.

Nuannuan looked for his brother while crying, looking so pitiful, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo brother!"

She spoke English, and everyone present, whether domestic or foreign, could understand her. Looking at the crying child and the tall Ai Rui, she immediately felt contemptuous.

James secretly thought it was not good.

"Wuuuuuuuuu, brother, I'll take a look at you to see if you have been injured by him."

The child eagerly pulled off the clothes on Bai Mohua's shoulders. On the snow-white skin, the green and black spots were particularly bright and dazzling.

Nuan Nuan screamed at her brother and called Airi a bad guy.

The children's immature cries always arouse everyone's pity, coupled with the obvious bruises on Bai Mohua's shoulders and Nuan Nuan's accusation against Ai Rui, everyone felt that this young man's character was worrying.

"It's horrible, how can you beat a child."