Chapter 604

Naohara Hamasaki: "I admit defeat."

There was an uproar.

"Did he really recognize it?"

"Is there a better way than to admit defeat?"

"This is..."

No, No. if you can't answer it, you can't answer it. You can hammer it directly. There's no room for struggle and sophistry.

The delegation was seated at the table——

It is difficult to see the extreme in the face of the representative of R.

On one side, the Chinese representative talked and laughed with Hu Yongwei: "Mr. Jiang is really good. He is well-educated and knowledgeable. I have never seen such a clever child."

Hu Yongwei nodded: "the school also attaches great importance to the cultivation of Jiang students, such as the physical competition class and the Olympic mathematics class, which are arranged."

"Only these two classes?"

Uh

Huaxia representative: "how did I hear that her IOI also won the gold medal? IOI is an information discipline competition, right?"

"No, that's right. However, No. 1 middle school has not opened an information competition training course for the time being due to financial problems, so..."

"Not open?! who's Mr. Jiang?"

Hu Yongwei smiled: "self-taught."

"Self study..." the representative of Huaxia suddenly tightened his eyebrows. "How can this be done? If you really have this talent, but the school can't provide corresponding conditions, isn't it a delay?"

"Mr. Jiang is self-taught, but we can't ask everyone to do this step, can we?"

Hu Yongwei nodded quickly and repeatedly.

"Therefore, competition training should not only be done, but also blossom in all disciplines. Only in this way can we fully tap students' potential and develop students' talents. Time waits for no one. Youth is precious to every child. If we can't provide them with as many attempts as possible at this appropriate time, we can cultivate them under the current Chinese education system Your child is probably congenitally deficient. "

How much effort will it take the day after tomorrow to make up for the congenital deficiency?

It's good to be able to make up for it. I'm afraid it can't be made up. Then the child is doomed to be mediocre for the rest of his life.

"As for the question of funds..." the representative of Huaxia gave a meal.

Hu Yongwei immediately pricked up his ears.

"This time back to the imperial capital, I will respond to the above and implement it as soon as possible."

"You've bothered." the old headmaster was grateful.

I didn't expect to have such a harvest. It's an unexpected joy!

……

At the end of the ten minute break, the last "painting game" begins.

Due to time constraints, painting on the spot is not realistic, so it is changed to appreciation!

Judge: "now there are two groups of paintings, four in each group, all from the modern painting group of the new youth Heming cup. Because the competition is not over, the organizers have taken quite strict confidentiality measures for each work, so the whole network can't find any evaluation and appreciation of these two groups of paintings."

There's one more thing the judges didn't say.

In fact, these two groups of paintings are the candidate works for the crown and runner up in the final selection and voting. However, the jury has made difficulties in who wins the crown and who wins the runner up. The support rate is split in half. Now there is still a stalemate and debate.

Seeing that the ranking will be published soon, there is still no conclusion.

How about

Let the two children express their views and see if they can get new ideas and views. They can also give some reference to the jury of Heming cup.

"Attention! When appreciating these two groups of paintings, I want to hear your clear views. Don't be ambiguous. To be straightforward is to let you distinguish the advantages and disadvantages of these two groups of paintings, and write the reasons on the whiteboard in front of you."

"Fifteen minutes, now!"

With the order, naohara Hamasaki immediately started writing.

Jiang Fuyue did not move, but stared at the two groups of paintings reflected on the screen, with a thoughtful face.

Look at those two sets of paintings——

The first group is called blind.

The first picture is two clenched hands, one white and slender, the other dark and rough. It is not difficult to see that this is a man and a woman. Judging from the gesture of holding, it is probably a couple.

In the second picture, in the green garden, the beautiful girl was pleasantly surprised to cover her lips, while opposite her, the man knelt on one knee with a ring in his hand and was proposing to the girl.

The painter is very clever in dealing with the details of the characters. Whether it is the girl's action of covering her lips due to surprise, or her slightly red and tearful eyes, they are handled very well.

At a glance, people smell the sweetness of love, as if it were full of flowers.

However, due to the perspective, only the girl's expression is drawn, and the man kneeling to propose only takes one back.

In the third picture, the background is the church. The girl puts on a beautiful wedding dress and holds a bouquet of flowers to become a bride to be married.

Only girls appear in this painting, and the hero is not among them.

Fourth picture, here's the point!

It is also the biggest reversal of this group of paintings——

A pair of newlyweds walked into the sacred auditorium hand in hand. Standing in front of the priest, the girl was still smiling and immersed in the sweetness of love, but the groom on one side had turned into a devil, revealing ferocious fangs. Behind him was a spreading blood background, and in the distance was endless darkness. Several bloody hands stretched out in the smoke.

How beautiful the first three pictures are, how strong the impact of the last one is.

The audience began to discuss——

"Sleeping trough! This is not a love story, is it a horror story?"

"After reading, there is only one idea, that is, let the bride run away!"

"What exactly does the author want to express? It's not just to scare everyone?"

"I feel very negative energy. I feel heavy after reading it."

"Does the author want to satirize that today's men are demons? Map guns? Or pastoral * *?"

“……”

Next is the second group of paintings, called school uniform.

The same theme is love.

The first picture is the campus Boulevard. Men and women in school uniforms are facing the sunset, pushing bicycles. Their backs are covered with golden afterglow. The shadows are elongated and go home from school together.

The second picture is the campus Boulevard. Men and women in school uniforms no longer push bicycles, but hold hands.

The third picture is the campus Boulevard, but men and women no longer wear school uniforms. There is a distance between them, and their backs look strange and distant.

The fourth picture is the campus Boulevard. There is a small bean between men and women. In the distance are the students after class.

"Ah! I understand. This is from classmates to lovers, then quarrel, make up, and finally have a baby. It's a happy ending."

"It looks so warm. The golden sunshine, the simple campus, and the smell of grass in first love."

"Wipe, it makes me want to fall in love! Buy breakfast and tutoring homework. Is someone my girlfriend?"

"Tie Zhuang is coming with a 20 meter long knife. Be careful ~"

"I'm still afraid of him?! cut - hello to Director Zhao and director Zhao!" the man was surprised and stood up, his face red and his eyes empty.

Zhao Tiejun: "want to fall in love?"

"No, no, no, absolutely not! I just look at the painting and feel it. I don't have this idea at all."

Zhao Tiejun said calmly, "it's good if you don't! In senior three, learning is the most important. Put aside everything else!"

"Yes! I promise!"

Zhao Tiejun turned and left.

"Hoo - scared the baby to death. Tie Zhuang almost disappeared."

"Ha ha... You deserve it!"

"The price of mouth gun."

"I think the author of this painting must have fallen in love early. It's too small and fresh."

"But do you think that this group of paintings is beautiful, but the impact is not as strong as the first group."

"Uh huh! And there's no reversal, missing a little surprise."

"Well behaved, or the former group is more amazing."

"If you let me score, the first group must be higher."

"Hiss - we all see it. Sister Yue and naohara Hamasaki can certainly see it. They won't choose the same one, will they?"

"How can we win or lose?"

"This..."

being at a loss what to do.

"What's sister Yue doing in the stands?"

Ah?

The crowd looked around and saw Hamasaki naohara writing hard, but Jiang Fuyue stood in front of the curtain, holding the posture ten minutes ago and still staring at the two sets of paintings.

"Is sister Yue in a daze? More than half the time has passed. Why hasn't she started writing yet?!"

"I'm stupid. What's the situation?"

"Sister Yue, blink if you're hit, and I'll save you right away!"

"It's over. There are less than five minutes left. What can I do?"

Even the judges were surprised by Jiang Fuyue's appearance of "old monk settled in", walked over and reminded her: "classmate Jiang?"

"Hmm? You said."

This calm little tone

The corner of the judge's mouth twitched: "the time is coming. Don't you start writing?"

Suddenly, her pupils narrowed and she stared at some place in the first group of paintings for several times.

Then he took back his eyes, turned to the judges, and smiled: "write now."

Then he picked up his pen and took off his cap.

But there are only three minutes left