Song Zhiyong's heartbeat was a little unstable, and he murmured, "This girl is really not human."
At this moment, he spoke in a slightly dumb and lazy voice.
Mo Luan took the microphone and looked at the simple stone sculpture on the stage and said: "It is a good imitation, but when learning the strengths of others, you must highlight your own style, otherwise you will always be the shadow of others."
As soon as this remark came out, everyone was in an uproar.
The artist standing on the stage is Wang Yuanming.
As we all know, Wang Yuanming’s idol is Master L, and it can be said that he has become fanatical towards Master L.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a fanatic, he only studies the stone sculptures of Master L on weekdays.
Learn her carving style and technique.
Therefore, the characteristic of Wang Yuanming's works is to resemble his idols.
If anyone praises his work for being like Master L's work, it is a supreme honor for him.
Unexpectedly, a little girl commented like this.
The invited audience has also heard some news.
They know that this girl is Su Lao's granddaughter, but is it okay for the young man to be so arrogant?
Sure enough, Wang Yuanming's face changed.
Mo Luan didn't seem to be aware of the surrounding atmosphere, and Feng's eyes picked up slightly, "Why? Not convinced? Don't agree?"
Wang Yuanming said: "Master L is the world's top sculptor. I like her work, so naturally I have to learn his style."
Mo Luan nodded and smiled suddenly, "Take the essence and combine your own feelings to make a successful work, and you seem to have only imitation in your mind."
What else did Wang Yuanming want to say, Mo Luan spoke again, "There is a saying that is good, beautiful skins are the same, and interesting souls are one in a thousand. This sentence is very suitable for the art world."
"If you just want to imitate, your work will never touch the soul, and the World Art Association also does not need soulless artists."
Mo Luan looked at Wang Yuanming and slowly said the last sentence, "If you want to be a person without the loss of a soul, or a person with independent thinking, think about it yourself."
After speaking, Mo Luan put down the microphone, took out a packet of spicy strips from his pocket and opened it.
The corners of Yun Hanqin's mouth twitched. It's really hard for her to get a hot pocket in such a ladylike skirt.
But he didn't know, it’s not the most unusual to wear spicy strips in skirts. Our sister Luan, she was walking on the red carpet while holding the spicy strips in her handbag.
Mo Luan's words aroused thoughtful discussion among everyone.
Wang Yuanming frowned, obviously listening to her.
At the same time, Zuo Qingxuan, who looked ugly, entered the background.
The well-connected artist took her hand and said, "Qingxuan, where are you going? How did you come?"
Zuo Qingxuan suppressed his thoughts and said: "There is something wrong, who's turn to take the exam now?"
"It's Master Wang Yuanming. That eldest lady is so sharp that Teacher Wang can be her father. She is not merciful."
"The eldest lady can stone sculpture?"
The person next to him said, "I don't know, but she can see at a glance that Mr. Wang's work is imitating Master L, and said that imitating other people's work will never make it out."
Zuo Qingxuan nodded, "The eldest is right, the artist must have his own style."
"The same is true for the eldest."
When Zuo Qingxuan heard it, she felt that she and the eldest had the same idea, and maybe they could really talk together.
She hadn't gotten away from the depression before, and she was going to go and see what the eldest lady looked like.
Observe her first, then think about how to chat with her.