Chapter 142

This is not only a test of painting skills, but also a test of the man's rich imagination.

I can't draw without more than ten years' experience!

Xie Hua stood up, pointed the painting at the light and watched it repeatedly. He was very excited.

He turned to the back, and when he saw the name, he was suddenly dumbfounded.

The signature is Yunci!

He has heard of this Yunci, the daughter of Ruan family, but he has never heard that she has studied art.

In the early morning, the classroom was boiling.

When the result of the art competition came out, it was hung on the school bulletin board. Yunci was the first, and the score was half higher than the second.

The crowd was chattering.

Ruan Feiyue heard the news as soon as he entered the classroom. He almost thought he was still dreaming.

Is Yunci the first?

How could that be!

She turned around and ran to the school bulletin board.

On the red and gorgeous paper, Yunci's name stands out in the first place, next to her works.

There was a crowd in front of the bulletin board.

"Wow! How beautiful Yunci is! It's worthy of the first place

"Did she learn to draw? It's impossible to draw like this unless she's a genius. "

"I didn't see her go to the studio, and she used to be in the countryside. Her family was very poor. How could she learn to draw?"

Ruan Feiyue clenched his lips, and his eyes were full of blood. He couldn't believe his eyes.

Because she has to admit that this painting is excellent. It combines abstract and figurative. Its style, color application and connotation are much better than her paintings!

But the more she looked at it, the more she felt that something was wrong. This painting looks familiar, like

Ruan Feiyue immediately took out his mobile phone and searched out a work of the master in his hometown. Compared with Yunci's painting, there are many similarities.

For a long time, it turned out to be plagiarism!

Xie Hua just arrived at the studio and was preparing his painting tools when the door was knocked.

Looking around, it's Ruan Feiyue.

"Feiyue? What can I do for you

He has always been very optimistic about this child, and wants to cultivate her into the next master of traditional Chinese painting.

Ruan Feiyue walked into the studio and twisted his clothes with his fingers. After several times, he said, "teacher, I have doubts about the first place of Yunci."

Xie Hua was surprised: "what's the matter?"

Ruan Feiyue hands the mobile phone to Xie Hua. On the screen is the work of the master of his hometown: "teacher, have a look."

Xie Hua watched carefully, and gradually changed his face: "this..."

"Teacher, you should also see that Yunci's painting is similar to that of the master of his hometown, especially here." As like as two peas, he pointed to the mobile phone screen: "here is the same thing." How can plagiarized things be the first place

Xie Hua twisted his eyebrows.

Just after morning study, the class is noisy.

Xia Beiqing asked curiously, "sister-in-law, when did you draw that painting? Usually you are sleeping

Cloud words lying on the desk, voice lazy: "last night casually draw a pair."

The Summer North inclines the corner of the mouth to smoke.

What can I call it?!

At this time, someone stood at the door of the classroom and said, "is Yunci there? Old Ben asked you to go to the office! "

The class began to talk.

"What's the matter with Yunci?"

"I heard from the grapevine that her painting was suspected of plagiarism, and it was from the master of her hometown."

"I'll go. I'm brave enough. All the masters in my hometown dare to copy!"

In the teacher's office, there was a lot of noise.

Chen Fangjun cut off the railway: "I believe our cloud words will not be copied!"

(tomorrow, Friday, after midnight, this book is going to have a second PK. My dear friends, please vote for the recommendation. Let's make it more active. Let's extend the free period ~ ~)