After the divorce, she airborne hot search

Fang Tian hasn't seen the pictures presented by Quan Jiu's works, but her confidence is evident on her face.She may not be able to compare with the owner of the Yunlan Pavilion, but she definitely hits the vase in front of her casually.

However, considering that she was at odds with the Embroidery Bureau, she added: "I am from the Embroidery Bureau, and I only call people from the Embroidery Bureau. I am afraid that you will say that it is unfair to you later. In addition to the Embroidery Bureau, it is better to invite other people." Expert, after all, I don't like to take advantage of it."

Jiang Guixiu couldn't help but said: "I don't have the skills, so I just make excuses. Even if someone from the Embroidery Bureau comes, I still believe in my own vision."

Fang Tian still smiled: "Mrs. Jiang, you are a layman and you don't understand design and embroidery at all. Do you know how many stitches and techniques I used in this picture? You will definitely not understand it if you say it. I am doing it for you." Well, after all, there are so many ladies and celebrities at the scene, wouldn't it embarrass you to play tricks in front of the experts."

"You..." Jiang Gui was so handsome that she almost cursed, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them abruptly considering her own image.

She snorted coldly: "At least the audience's eyes are discerning."

This is true.

Li Wei, Weng Yin, and even Yun Shu in the audience, because they had seen the big screen, knew the works of the two on stage clearly.

Although the three of them were not standing together at this time, their faces were surprisingly similar, and they all stared at Fang Tian with a black face.

Yun Shu cursed "trash" inwardly, while Li Wei and Weng Yin's mother and daughter exchanged glances and chose to retreat quietly.

And Hua Qing in the background had just finished talking with Bai Jing at this time.

She stepped onto the stage, "I have already spoken to Master Bai Jing, the person in charge of the Embroidery Bureau, and she has invited three independent embroidery masters to come and comment."

Then he looked at Fang Tian and said tauntingly, "Senior Miao Lan, Master of Heaven, Senior Master Guo Pin, Senior Master of King, and Senior Lu Yuan, these three masters should be enough to comment on your design."

These three masters are all the most famous embroidery masters at present. They are highly respected and have excellent embroidery skills. The audience present immediately became restless.

"There is an embroidery exhibition this year, and these three masters all have booths. I originally planned to go to the exhibition after watching the Yunlan Pavilion show, but now I'm about to meet a real person."

"I'm about to suffocate, I want to take a photo with the master."

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and Fang Tian on the stage smiled disdainfully at Quan Jiu, "These three are all master-level seniors, have you never heard of it?"

Quan Jiu ignored it, but carefully examined his design.

Fang Tian scolded secretly for "putting on airs", stopped looking at more, and started admiring his own works.

......

The three embroidery seniors came very quickly. Maybe they heard that there was a duel here, or they were old and childlike. In short, the three walked into the show happily. Before everyone could react, they climbed up to the show. runway.

The old lady Miao took the lead and said happily: "Oh, this is a competition between generations. It's not bad. It's a good thing that young people are energetic."

Mr. Guo looked at Quan Jiu with some surprise: "This little girl..." His eyes fell on Quan Jiu's hand, he gave a thumbs up and praised: "It must have been practiced since childhood, the calluses on this hand are still Quite a few."

Fang Tian's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously looked at Quan Jiu's hand, and sure enough, he saw a raised callus on the knuckle of his middle finger.

But after thinking about it, it must be left by writing in school, how could it be left by embroidery, and said: "My right hand is also callused when writing."

Mr. Guo snorted and gave Fang Tian a slanted look, with an undisguised sarcasm in his tone:

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be Senior Zhen's second apprentice. Back then, you stole your master's design to participate in the competition, and almost killed your master. In the end, you could only be relieved by expelling you from the master. After so many years, how come you are doing your old job again?"

There was an uproar in the audience immediately.

"It turned out to be a habitual offender. I said that it was impossible for Yunlan Pavilion to copy her. A small Fang Tianxiu room is nothing."

"It turned out that she was kicked out of the teacher's school. No wonder the embroidery bureau didn't recognize her."

Fang Tian's face turned pale as paper when he heard the accusations from the audience.No one knew what happened back then except the old woman and Bai Jing. How did the old man know?

Mr. Guo seemed to see her doubts, and said with a disdainful smile: "Don't do anything wrong, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Although your master, Gu Nian, did not expose you to the outside world, but coincidentally, one of the judges of that competition, It's me, and what's even more coincidental, I've seen Senior Zhen's design beforehand, otherwise how do you think you were discovered?"

Fang Tian's eyes widened suddenly, subconsciously scolded: "It's you."

Mr. Guo stroked his gray beard, "Both you and Bai Jing were brought out by Senior Zhen, but your nature is too bad, and you can only learn superficially. You can't get along in this circle."

"Oh, old Guo, don't just worry about those old accounts, come and see this girl's embroidery, it's really interesting." Mrs. Lu urged.

Mr. Guo hurried over a few steps, took a closer look, and hissed, "This acupuncture method..."

"Isn't it, this stitch is too familiar." Mrs. Lu squinted her eyes, "The connection and conversion of the needle movement, the rhyme light stitch with short and fine changes, is simply the special skill of that senior."

The three seniors looked at Quan Jiu in unison.

The old lady Miao asked slowly: "Girl, who did you learn from?"

Quan Jiu slightly nodded and nodded: "I learned painting and embroidery from my grandma since I was a child."

"Then what's your grandma's name?" Mrs. Lu asked quickly.

"Grandma is just an ordinary farm woman, surnamed Wang Mingping." Quan Jiu said honestly.

The expressions of the three seniors paused, and then the three of them seemed to understand something. They smiled and did not ask any more questions, but continued to look at the embroidery on the silk.

Mrs. Miao praised: "The brush strokes are cold and meaningful but not haggard, with alternating shades and shades, and light and shadow are extremely delicate. The atmosphere is ethereal when viewed from a distance, but elegant and comfortable when viewed up close. Such an ink embroidery is really eye-catching."

Mr. Guo couldn't help nodding: "Young people are awesome, as expected... In time, I'm afraid this will be another celestial embroidery master."

Mrs. Lu did not show weakness, "The most important thing is this state of mind, which is calm and peaceful, neither arrogant nor impetuous, stable but not rigid, it is too rare, and it is difficult for a person with such a temperament not to make a big deal."

The three of you talk to each other, really can't wait to say all the good things.

Fang Tian was not convinced, and stood up and retorted: "Senior, you can't influence your current judgment because of your misunderstanding of the past. I have been studying art for more than [-] years and I have been independent, so I can't compare to a flower... young man Do you? Don't open your eyes and talk nonsense."

Mr. Guo laughed angrily: "Come on, come on, take a look, and compare your shitty things. It's not to hit you. I'm afraid that after you compare, you won't even dare to pick up a needle again in this life." gone."

Angry and hated, Fang Tian picked up his own embroidery and came to Quan Jiu's side, but before she got close, her steps stopped.

In the eyes, there was a lone boat floating on a lake covered with white mist. There were only three colors of black, white and gray, but it showed the ups and downs of the surrounding mountains clearly. At that moment, she seemed to have fallen into a quiet and elegant ink painting.