This short episode was set up by the program team to enhance the program's appeal.
There is already such a place in the scenic spot, and the program team asked the guests to practice seven days in advance for this attraction.
Xi Nancheng, Ye Shuning and Chu Yue all practiced specially before recording this episode.
Especially Ye Shuning, her online reputation is that of a "student master". For this issue, she specially found a teacher to teach her the basic skills of traditional Chinese painting.
It is difficult to learn Chinese painting in a week, but it is much easier to just draw a simple painting.
Ye Shuning just needs to try to paint like it.
They all had a week of preparation, so they were able to draw easily. However, judging from the fact that the program team wanted to change the location and Meng Fu initially thought they were in a "wild mountain city", Meng Fu was definitely not prepared.
Without preparation and having never studied traditional Chinese painting, Meng Fu might not be able to write even if he held a pen.
Only Ye Shuning would show such an expression.
She thought lightly, lowered her head and started painting seriously.
However, Xi Nancheng, who was next to Ye Shuning, couldn't help but look up at Meng Fu and frowned slightly. He remembered that the last time he attended "A Day with a Star" as a guest, Meng Fu reasoned about the chessboard.
Thinking of this, he was slightly surprised. Meng Fu could paint Chinese paintings
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Next to Meng Fu, Chu Yue pursed her lips.
She has been getting along with Meng Fu for a long time, and she naturally knows whether the other person can draw.
In the entertainment industry, it doesn't matter if you don't know Chinese painting.
But for this show, the five of them had trained in advance. Chu Yue believed that not only she, but several others had also learned it.
Of course, they won't draw that well in this week, but they won't be too bad either.
There are always contrasts in things. All five of them drew so-so, but the only one, Meng Fu, couldn't draw at all. When the show aired, Chu Yue could think of how netizens were going to criticize Meng Fu.
Chu Yue lowered her eyes, holding back her anger, and took a few pens from the pen holder in the middle to Meng Fu.
Various details of traditional Chinese painting require the use of a variety of pens.
Meng Fu looked at the pen handed over by Chu Yue, and only took out a medium-sized wolf-hair pen from the middle.
"This pen will do." She said calmly.
"Just this one?" Chu Yue was stunned.
Meng Fu looked at the pen and was quite surprised. The quality of the pen was quite good. It didn't look like a pen that people setting up stalls in ancient streets could just take out casually: "One pen is enough."
She returned to Chu Yue.
Chu Yue glanced at Meng Fu and saw that she definitely only needed a pen, so she didn't say anything more.
"You draw first, and I'll watch you draw." Meng Fu weighed the pen, looked at Chu Yue and asked her to draw first.
Not far away, Chu Yue, who had been listening to Meng Fu's words, almost laughed out loud.
Xi Nancheng, who was beside her, immediately withdrew his gaze when he heard that Meng Fu only wanted a pen.
There was a long table set up by the stall owner. Knowing that there were six people in Meng Fu's group, he set up a long row of drawing papers. From left to right, they were Ye Shuning, Xi Nancheng, Gan Wang, Liu Yunhao, and Chu Yue. , Meng Fu.
The long table is six tables put together, with enough space for six people.
In front of the table, a middle-aged foreign man wearing a straw hat sat calmly on a chair, reading a traditional Chinese painting classic in his hand.
The book cover is black with a black swirl in the lower left corner.
The six celebrities in front of him were considered important in the entertainment industry, but he didn't even raise his head, and still flipped through the books unhurriedly, looking like an outsider.
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The program crew backstage.
The director's face was also a little dark. At this time, he specifically found Zhao Fan, apologized to her, and assured her: "Sister Fan, I promise you that when the program is broadcast, Miss Meng's paintings will not be shown. When editing, we tried to skim this section as much as possible.”
Zhao Fan in the crowd was watching the recording of the program seriously, holding a thermos cup in her hand. When she heard the director's words, she couldn't help but tilted her head and was quite surprised: "Cut it off?"
"Yeah." The director nodded.
This episode of the program failed to impress Meng Fu, and he was a little disappointed. However, no matter how disappointed he was, he did not want to offend Meng Fu and would not release this episode.
Favors in the entertainment industry are also important, not to mention Meng Fu's unlimited potential.
If there is a chance in the future, will Meng Fu still remember him
In short, the director is not as stupid as Xi Nancheng, he will not offend people casually.
"You can decide what to do when the time comes. It doesn't matter to us whether to cut it or not." After hearing this, Zhao Fan smiled at him.
The director looked at Zhao Fan's smile and didn't quite understand what she meant, but he was relieved when he saw that she didn't seem angry and blamed their program team.
Then he continued the cue process with a loudspeaker, "Six guests, after finishing the painting, bring the painting to the boss for appraisal. This boss will only accept the best painting among the six of you. He will calculate the price according to the quality of the painting. This Money is all you need for the next two days and one night.”
That’s the setup of the show.
Listening to the director's words, Gan Wang finished the last stroke, then blew the painting dry, walked up to the foreign boss in front, and said very politely: "excuse me..."
The foreign boss raised his eyes and said, "Speak humanly."
Gan Wang: “…”
Gan Wang touched his nose and said, "Boss, look, I've finished the painting."
The boss looked up and took a look at his painting. It was a picture of a bamboo forest. The frame and rendering were not enough. It was obvious that he was a novice, and he had obviously applied it directly to the work.
"You're not a painting major, right?" the boss asked.
Gan Wang rubbed the back of his head: "I major in acting."
"That's good." The boss nodded, then continued to lower his head and turn a page of the book.
Gan Wang: “…”
The photographer took a close-up of his painting.
Behind him, Liu Yunhao laughed "haha", and then pushed Gan Wang aside, "Master, look at mine? I have liked painting since I was a child!"
The middle-aged foreign man glanced at Liu Yunhao's paintings, and then looked at Liu Yunhao seriously: "It's a good thing to like painting, but you can't force it. You will still have a chance in your next life, don't give up."
Liu Yunhao: "..."
"Pfft." Behind him, Gan Wang burst into laughter.
The photographer couldn't help but laugh.
Everyone seems to understand why the program team arranged for this teacher, who is really vicious.
Xi Nancheng also finished the painting, so he walked over and handed the painting to the foreign man.
Xi Nancheng is involved in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and before recording this issue, he went to Sheng Jun for advice.
The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at the content of Xi Nancheng's painting. It was a Clivia with three smudged colors. He only nodded slightly and said, "It looks like someone's painting. It's 500 if you buy it."
It looks like someone drew it, so needless to say, it was also sprayed.
Later, the master's evaluation of Chu Yue was a little higher than that of Liu Yunhao and others, "This painting is somewhat eye-catching, almost 500."
That's what he said, but the middle-aged man just looked at it and continued to lower his head and read the book.
From Gan Wang to Chu Yue, almost no one could make this middle-aged man look at the painting for more than two seconds.
Gan Wang looked at the middle-aged man, and then cried to Liu Yunhao: "Are our paintings given to him for free and he doesn't even want them?"
"Five hundred yuan, plus one hundred for each of us," Gan Wang calculated, "One thousand and one, if you save some money, it will be enough for us, right?"
Xi Nancheng was also quite surprised when he looked at Chu Yue's paintings.
Meng Fu and Ye Shuning were still left at the moment. He turned back to look at Ye Shuning beside him, "Shuning, are you okay? Let the master take a look."
"The painting is finished." Ye Shuning painted more carefully than the others. He had just finished painting. He dried the painting carefully, picked it up and walked over.
When she lifted it up, Xi Nancheng also saw Ye Shuning's painting and was slightly stunned.
Ye Shuning painted a picture of shrimp play, with shrimps and stones. The whole layout is very comfortable and the whole body of the shrimp is very flexible. .
It can be seen that she must have done her homework very carefully before, and she can draw so well within a week.
Xi Nancheng's eyes lit up, and he sighed sincerely: "Your painting is really good."
Hearing Xi Nancheng's voice, Gan Wang and Liu Yunhao were shocked. They came around to Ye Shuning to take a look. These two people didn't know how to paint, but they could still tell whether the painting looked like it. When they saw Ye Shuning's They exaggeratedly said about this painting: "This painting is too good. Have you been painting since elementary school?"
Ye Shuning has always been aloof and aloof. When he heard these compliments, he just smiled: "It's nothing. It's far worse than the master's paintings."
Everyone was praising Ye Shuning's paintings, and the program team also directly cut off the close-up of Ye Shuning's paintings and gave a close-up.
Liu Yunhao looked directly at the master and said excitedly: "Master, look at this painting. Is it better than the one by Teacher Xi and Chu Yue?"
The foreign middle-aged man raised his head from the book and nodded slightly when he saw the picture of a shrimp, "It's not bad, it has a bit of craftsmanship, 1,200 yuan."
1200
It’s seven hundred yuan more than Chu Yue and Xi Nancheng’s 500!
Xi Nancheng also felt that Ye Shuning painted well, but he was not a professional after all. After listening to the middle-aged foreign man's words, he also looked at Ye Shuning and was very surprised: "You can also draw?"
"I just explored it casually." Ye Shuning smiled lightly and didn't care too much.
Beside her, Liu Yunhao looked at Ye Shuning excitedly, "Shuning, 1200! You gave us a life!"
"Two days and one night, we don't need to be so frugal. Can I have roast duck tonight?" Gan Wang also nodded crazily, "You are too awesome. The boss almost venomized us all, but he didn't venom you, Shu Ning." ! Worship you!”
Ye Shuning smiled, "If you want to eat roast duck, of course you can."
Gan Wang's eyes lit up, and then he looked at Meng Fu, who was still standing there, and asked her: "Meng Fu, are you eating roast duck tonight?"
Meng Fugang put down his pen. Hearing this, he leaned on the table and raised his eyebrows, "I can do it."
"Then you're going to sell this painting?" The middle-aged man raised the picture of the shrimp in his hand calmly, "If it's okay, I'll take the money."
As he spoke, he turned slightly, opened a small drawer in the cabinet next to him, and took out 1,200 yuan.
These people, including Ye Shuning himself, were extremely certain that the boss would only buy Ye Shuning's paintings this time.
Ye Shuning watched the boss count the money, smiled lightly, and said with a light expression, "Boss, there is another painting you haven't seen."
As soon as these words came out, the lively scene fell silent.
Regarding Meng Fu, the artists and staff present were all well aware of it.
People like Liu Yunhao and Gan Wang have been criticized a lot, and now Meng Fu...
Gan Wang coughed and said to Meng Fu: "Meng Fu, come here and show it to the master." After saying that, Gan Wang said earnestly to the master, "Master, this sister has never learned painting. Please be gentle." spray."
Liu Yunhao nodded. He watched Meng Fu coming over and also gave Meng Fu a vaccination. He lowered his voice and said, "Oh, let me tell you, how did the master spray me just now..."
Meng Fu casually held his simple painting. Hearing this, he looked down at Liu Yunhao's painting. He was silent for a moment, then raised his head: "... What he said actually makes sense."
After saying that, Meng Fu patted Liu Yunhao on the shoulder and said, "Come on."
Liu Yunhao, who still wanted to comfort Meng Fu, took Meng Fu's painting away, opened it respectfully and showed it to the master: "Master, spray as hard as you can, I will never stop you."
Beside Liu Yunhao, Ye Shuning didn't even look at Meng Fu, but looked away lightly.
But his ears were paying attention to the master's voice.
Beside her, Xi Nancheng was holding his mobile phone, checking his upcoming schedule. He was the captain of this show and had more things to do than other members.
While checking the map, he discussed with Ye Shuning without looking at Meng Fu.
The master was still holding the money in his hand. When he saw Liu Yunhao's unfolded painting, he did not accept it as before, but only raised his head slightly.
When he glanced at the painting in Liu Yunhao's hand, his blue eyes suddenly paused.
He stared at the painting for about five seconds, then reacted suddenly, stood up from the chair, took the painting from Liu Yunhao's hand, lowered his head and examined it carefully.
Liu Yunhao, who was waiting to see what the master was going to do this time, just watched the master take the painting from his hand.
He tilted his head and looked stiffly at Gan Wang next to him, and then at Chu Yue opposite him, his eyes full of questions—
How is this going
"Master?" Gan Wang asked cautiously.
The master remained silent, which was different from his previous reaction. Before, he had come to a conclusion within two or three seconds. Ye Shuning, who had been waiting for his reaction, couldn't hold back and looked up in surprise.
When she raised her head, the foreign middle-aged man also reacted. His face no longer looked like an inscrutable expert, and he looked at Meng Fu intently: "Do you want to be my disciple? I will teach you. Study painting and you’ll be guaranteed to win the Federal A-level competition within three years!”
As soon as these words came out, the cautious voices of Gan Wang and Liu Yunhao disappeared instantly.
Three greetings slowly appeared on Chu Yue's head.
The photography team was also shocked.
The quick-response camera had already given Meng Fu the painting.
Xi Nancheng, who was looking down at his phone to check the map, tightened his grip and suddenly raised his head, looking in the direction of Meng Fu.
These people don't know what the level of the Federation's A-level competition is, but as long as the Federation is involved, ordinary people can't interfere, at least at the professional level.
Who is this middle-aged man setting up a stall
Everyone present couldn't help but look in Meng Fu's direction, waiting for her reply.
Under the gaze of all eyes, Meng Fu finally spoke—
"Master, how much does this painting cost?"
The middle-aged foreign man looked at Meng Fu, his eyes unblinking, "The theme of this painting is simple. Because you are not famous enough now, I can only give you one hundred thousand."
"That's one hundred thousand?" Meng Fu was surprised.
This is much simpler than the painting she gave to President Yan. Can it cost one hundred thousand
The middle-aged foreign man thought she was dissatisfied and said quickly: "Two hundred thousand is fine. If you are not satisfied..."
Meng Fu said quickly: "No, I am satisfied, very satisfied. Two hundred thousand is two hundred thousand, one price!"
"So you become my apprentice. I will teach you painting. You will be able to attend the Federal Art Exhibition in three years. You will have a much better future than you in the entertainment industry. Don't waste your potential." The middle-aged man looked at Meng Fu again.
"Ah, no need, I already have a teacher." Meng Fu was still thinking about his two hundred thousand, "Do you want it in cash or by card?"
The middle-aged man was not on the same channel as her, and when he heard that Meng Fu had a teacher, he didn't care. He just raised his head and introduced himself to Meng Fu: "I am a teacher from the Beijing Painting Association, Albert, and this is my identity badge. "
As he spoke, he took out a black swirly sign from his pocket with a blue "A" on it, then pinned it on his chest and said to Meng Fu again: "I will not send you to the Federal Art Exhibition in three years. It’s not a joke, it’s okay if you have a teacher, just let him come and I can take him.”
The Beijing Painting Association is mysterious and unknown.
One of the Four Associations in the capital, its status is equivalent to that of the hidden family in the capital!
Most people, including Xi Nancheng and the Director, only know the name of the Painting Association but never see the person.
They don’t know what the A-level teacher of the Painting Association means, but Obote
As soon as Albert finished speaking, no one dared to speak, and you could hear a pin drop.
The director of the program team held up the board and stood among the photographers. Listening to Albert's words, he lowered his head and trembled and searched for Beijing Painting Association on his mobile phone. Because his fingers were too trembling, he clicked several times before he successfully clicked on it.
When I clicked on the official website, I saw the five Painting Association teachers in the first row.
He focused on the picture of the foreign man in the middle, with a simple introduction written underneath -
Albert is an A-level teacher of the Beijing Painting Association and a member of the Federal Painting Association.