Meng Fu was calmer than her. He just looked at the president, thought for a while, and then took a step forward, "Just draw two of them."
Zhao Fan saw that Meng Fu really picked up the pen as if he was about to draw. After being stunned for a moment, Zhao Fan became frightened.
How dare she be this person's face
Meng Fu only held the brush and drew two strokes of thick ink. She had always painted casually, but at this time, her painting style became even more casual. She painted a dry well with moss on its side.
I only used different shades of ink throughout the process, but I used three different pens.
The pen is visible in the ink, and the bones are visible in the color.
Meng Fu painted this painting simply and it wasn't very complicated, so it didn't take long.
The president was standing next to her. Zhao Fan was nervous and his palms were sweating around him, but she was doing it with ease and didn't seem to be nervous at all.
When she was writing, the president was watching from the side. From the time Meng Fu and the others came in, the president's face had always been calm, with a bit of solemnity that no one could peep into.
After Meng Fu finished writing, the expression on his face was obviously shocked. The calmness on his face was also a little broken, and there was also a trace of surprise in his eyes as deep as an ancient pool.
When Meng Fu was halfway through painting, the staff who placed pens and ink beside the president were also dumbfounded.
Half of them can already see something, the character, the use of ink colors, and a person's skills and talents.
Meng Fu's age is the golden age in the Painting Association. For people of Painting Association's age, painting has just begun. The age of twenty to thirty is the age of rapid progress.
Therefore, the World Youth Championship only requires young people under the age of twenty.
Half an hour later, Meng Fu's dry well with moss was finally finished, occupying only the lower right corner of the rice paper.
Judging from his character, the image is similar to that of the old man with dead wood.
The president compared the two paintings for a long time before finally heaving a sigh of relief and looking up at Meng Fu: "I heard that you have been studying painting for less than a year?"
"I've been inspired by the Taoist priests on the mountain painting since I was a child." Meng Fu put down his brush casually.
The president nodded. He looked at Meng Fu, his eyes becoming much gentler, "Then are you willing to join the Painting Association?"
As he spoke, he asked someone to pour tea for Meng Fu and Zhao Fan.
The two of them looked at each other and said something to each other. Next to them, Zhao Fan, who took the tea handed to him by the staff, was completely speechless and could only look at Meng Fu blankly.
"It's okay if you don't want to for the time being." The president smiled, and he took out a wooden sign and handed it to Meng Fu, "This is my token. With this wooden sign, you can enter the National Painting Association's museum at will. Feel free to listen to the class and come back to me if you have any ideas.”
Meng Fu took the wooden sign.
The wooden sign is brown, with the word "Ouyang" lightly printed on it.
On the side are complicated patterns.
"Can these two paintings be left in the Painting Association?" The president looked at the painting he had just painted.
Compared to the master, this man is really discerning. Meng Fu touched his nose and said, "Okay."
The president asked people to dry the paintings and put them away, and then smiled: "We will store the paintings on the third floor of the General Association Library. Do you have a seal? Please leave a seal."
"No, that's it." Meng Fu pinched his wrist.
The president smiled and did not dwell on the matter, and personally sent Meng Fu downstairs.
After leaving the Painting Association, Zhao Fan took the car key and opened the car door. She turned her head in surprise and looked at Meng Fu, not knowing what to say: "Why can you still paint?"
Meng Fu leaned back in his chair and put his arms casually on the car window. He lazily raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Fan: "You can't even call him good at painting. It's far from it."
"The president of the General Association has personally invited you to join the Painting Association. Isn't that far behind?" Zhao Fan pressed one hand on the steering wheel, unable to calm down at the moment. "This is the president of the General Painting Association. I didn't expect that." I can still see him..."
Zhao Fan pounded the steering wheel and then remembered something, "You should have agreed to join the Painting Association just now. The Painting Association is second only to the Hong Kong Painting Association. If you join the Painting Association, there will be fewer black spots on the Internet..."
"What are you thinking about?" Meng Fu scolded her with a smile, "I'm still carrying debt."
Thinking about the upcoming live broadcast, Zhao Fan held back his words.
She just looked at Meng Fu strangely. If it were any other celebrity, today Meng Fu would have a hot search when he went to the Painting Association, talked to the president, a hot search, the content of the painting, and the wooden sign was a hot search...
But come to Mengfu...
Nothing.
**
Soon, Meng Fu's variety show will be here.
Zhao Fan was telling Meng Fu about the script of this variety show, "This is a program that combines leisure and tasks. Because it is a live broadcast, the program team is afraid of accidents. Each episode revolves around a different guest theme. The first episode It’s at Sheng Jun’s house. The main event of the first phase is arranged by Sheng Jun. It is live broadcast on the Tianhe app. There are official shots and split shots of the four of you.”
Meng Fu made an "OK" gesture to express understanding.
"Brother Cheng is also here during the live broadcast. If you encounter any trouble, remember to signal to Brother Cheng." Zhao Fan still explained.
Zhao Fan was worried about this live broadcast even before he came.
All the way to Shengjun’s home.
Sheng Jun's family lived in a small villa in the suburbs, with its own garden and yard. When they reached the door, the car stopped and motioned for Meng Fu to get out of the car alone.
"Meng Fu, you have to remember that this is a live broadcast, and everything you say and do will be magnified on the screen." Zhao Fan whispered again.
Su Cheng, wearing a mask and cap, followed the staff from a distance and glanced at her.
inside the house.
Li Qingning and Shengjun Cheshao were both there.
The three of them knew about it from the official announcement, and there was also internal information, so it was not surprising.
Meng Futan has done a good job. Except for Zhao Fan and Tang Ze, even the fans didn't know that she was going to participate in this variety show.
All three people are important figures in the circle.
After all, Li Qingning was invited by the program team. He is informal and has always had fun. Seeing that the last guest has not arrived yet, he couldn't help but poke his head out the door: "Who is the last guest? Does anyone know?"
Sheng Jun was wearing home clothes. She has a cheerful personality and seems to get along with everyone. "I wonder who it is? I'm really looking forward to it. It would be great if there is another handsome guy like Che Shao. Che Shao, don't you think?"
Che Shao, who was suddenly cueed, was studying the teapot on the table. He seemed to smile but said nothing.
Look at how silly my brother is, he’s so cute!
Woohoo, my younger brother is still the most handsome!
Sheng Jun made me laugh so hard
In front of Sheng Junsheng, you should restrain yourself and show your ladylike side, hahahaha
It would be great if the last guest was Yi Tong!
What are you thinking, Yi Tong will come to participate in this kind of variety show
Who is the last guest? My curiosity, the dog program team is as doggy as ever!
…
The show starts on time at eight o'clock, and now it has seven million online views.
Li Qingning looked at the camera seriously and complained: "I don't know who the last unlucky guy who was tricked by the director is, let's look forward to it."
Che Shao reminded from the side, "Teacher Li, live broadcast."
"Put off the top section and let's start over." Li Qingning smiled again.
As he said that, the camera inside the house had captured the face of the woman who opened the door of the small house and came in.
The barrage started going crazy again.
Who is this
Meng Fu? Does she dare to accept this kind of variety show
Ah sister! ! !
Ah, it turned out to be Brother Fu! Why is there no news at all! Brother Fu has a promising future! !
Sister, what the hell, wait until the main character of your family collapses and lose fans on a large scale!
How could she be on this show
I've been looking forward to it for a long time, at least for an artist of Shengjun's rank, but it turned out to be her? Vomiting blood!
I'm afraid I'm out of step with the times. I don't know who this person is. Someone can give me some knowledge.
Meng Fu, the winner of "Best Idol", is a very popular person recently. This is a celebrity's daily program, why would you invite her to come? What will she do? As a vase? It makes me laugh. I don’t understand why the best idol lets a high school dropout be the number one. Even if the program team just wanted to create a topic, there was no need to invite her. A good program was ruined by her alone.
…
There was a heated discussion on the barrage, and on the live broadcast page, the faceless director was already speaking with a loudspeaker.
"The four guests have arrived, and now we will start the normal live broadcast of the program. We are completely following Teacher Sheng's daily process for this episode. The first stop is to go to the Painting Association to take classes. You heard it right, it is the Painting Association!"