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Chapter 333 - Just a little bit of understanding

The scene within the red-walled, green-tiled building instantly became dull.

The young painter s all closed their eyes, and felt the liveliness that Xiao Yi's Flying kite map of the river brought them from the bottom of their hearts.

Winter passed, and spring arrived. Everything came back to life. The river flowed slowly. People ran joyfully under the blue sky, with coils in their hands, flying kites high up in the sky. The entire world seemed to be in high spirits.

These young painter who were looking at the drawings now had their sights set on Xiao Yi. However, the spring scenery in his mind was still churning.

With Zhu Sicheng as their representative, a group of old painters who had been famous for many years, were now as if they had been possessed. As he stared at Xiao Yi's Flying kite map of the river, he did not even blink. It was as if there was a golden house on the painting, and Yan Ruyu was on the painting.

After a long while, Zhu Sicheng raised his head. With eyes expectantly looking at Xiao Yi, he said with a slightly trembling voice, "Your set of Flying kite map of the river is indeed the best. All the brushes and brushes are simple and elegant, the strokes are elegant and free, the brushes are fine and straight, just like the middle of fine force. They are delicate and not weak, and they have their own charm, and they are both firm and gentle. River moving pen on the rich method, there are short cut, long chills, straight pen, reverse, square fold, circular and other pen ink. Blue sky flying kite grass and other scenery, interspersed orderly, dense but not suffocating, miscellaneous but not chaotic. The most difficult thing to come by was this painting. "It has an exuberant vigor that can be said to be of the highest quality."

An expert's first move was whether or not there were any. This Zhu Sicheng's evaluation was extremely professional, as she explained everything in detail from what she wrote. Everyone on the scene opened their mouths wide as they listened to what he said.

"If I were to use my full strength, drawing this kind of Flying kite map of the river might not be better than this one." Zhu Sicheng's tone was excited, his eyes stared straight at Xiao Yi as he began to praise: "Sir's painting skills, can be considered as a master painter of this generation. To be able to reach such a level of skill in painting at such a young age is something that makes us, the older painters, very happy. In addition, he had surpassed Lan Xin in terms of talent. "Good, good, good!"

Finally, that Zhu Sicheng got three good things in a row. Every word was like a thunderclap exploding in his dantian. In addition, the latter word was even louder and clearer than the previous one.

It made everyone in the small building tremble slightly. This Zhu Sicheng had organized this kind of young painter Painting Technique Exchange to spar with others, it had already been one or two years. However, this was the first time in so many years that Zhu Sicheng had such a high evaluation of a young person.

He didn't know who it was, but he was going to lead the applause. Thus, everyone in this small building started to applaud and cheer at the same time.

In an instant, the sound of the applause was thunderous and reverberated within the small building. It was as if a raging wave had stirred up a thousand ripples, one higher than the other.

At this time, Zhang Yuan Yuan was standing in the middle of the crowd. Looking at Xiao Yi's young face, the applause from the audience was still as lazy as ever, and not moving at all. Suddenly, Zhang Yuan Yuan heaved a sigh of relief. Taking up her small hand, she finally began to applaud Xiao Yi.

He stood in the middle of the crowd and secretly glanced at Xiao Yi's Flying kite map of the river s on the table. Then, he looked at Xiao Yi who had become the focus of attention. His face changed and instantly turned the color of a pig's liver.

After the applause had died down, Zhu Sicheng took a step towards Xiao Yi. Then, he opened his mouth and warmly invited: "Sir, are you willing to join our American Association? I am the vice president of this year's American Association, and I hereby strongly invite you to join me. Also, this year I have twelve individual art exhibitions all over the country. It occurred to me that at my exhibition I would be able to display a few pictures of Mr. "This way, let the humble world know that on our stage, there will be a successor, and the youth will emerge from the blue."

When Zhu Sicheng's words came to an end, the entire arena went into an uproar. Everyone looked at Zhu Sicheng with some disbelief.

For such a young man, using such a title had never happened before. For such a young man, the invitation to join the American Society was unprecedented. As the vice president of the American Society, he had taken the initiative to advertise the works of a young man, and this was even more unheard-of.

Above the stage, these old painters were always taking things seriously. Never had he appeared in front of so many people, lowering his status to flatter a young man.

However, this moment had actually happened. These young painter s all secretly pinched the flesh of their arms, confirming that they were not dreaming. Each and every one of them could not help but raise their eyes to look at Xiao Yi, their eyes filled with envy.

Xiao Yi was slightly taken aback. He did not expect that Zhu Sicheng would actually throw an olive branch at him.

Just as Xiao Yi was hesitating, stood a group of old painters beside Zhu Sicheng. They all looked at each other before coming to a decision. All of them walked towards Xiao Yi and took the initiative to invite him.

"Sir, I have held eight art exhibitions throughout the country this year. I deeply hope that we can display your works by then."

"I have ten art exhibitions this year. I hereby invite Mister here to use all of his strength to draw a few paintings and display them at my art exhibition."

… ….

In that moment, Xiao Yi became a steamed bun. These artists, one after another, invited Xiao Yi to draw a few paintings and display them at their art exhibitions.

All of them rushed to be the first to throw out an olive branch to Xiao Yi.

This scene was something every young painter yearned for day and night. Obtaining the approval and favor of these seniors would allow him to rise to the top. He held an art exhibition and entered the American Society.

Now that he had reached this step, it could be said that he had begun to reach a higher level in painting. If he joined the American Society, then he would receive benefits in the future and have a guarantee of survival. An exhibition was the biggest dream or dream of every young painter.

These two things were all concentrated on the same young man.

This caused all the young painter s to tremble. His gaze was fixated on that skinny figure of Xiao Yi, and his eyes were filled with thick envy and jealousy.

Zhang Yuan Yuan opened her cherry lips in shock, and let out a soft cry. She was already deeply stunned by what had just happened. One of her lackeys called Xiao Yi over to look at his strengths. He turned out to be an expert in the art world.

Thinking about his little thoughts, Zhang Yuan Yuan's face could not help but turn red.

Looking at Xiao Yi who became the center of attention, he bit his lower lip. Then, he clenched his hands tightly. A vicious expression flashed within his eyes.

Xiao Yi looked at the pairs of eyes, and nervously stared at himself. He just smiled and shook his head, "I only have a little knowledge about painting. He didn't dare to step into the hall of elegance or provoke the ridicule of everyone. I appreciate the kind intentions of the old gentlemen. "It's just that painting is not the place where I'm interested after all. I'm truly sorry."

Xiao Yi's words immediately stunned everyone present once again.

Under the gaze of everyone, Xiao Yi actually rejected this great opportunity? This kind of opportunity was something that millions of people would never be able to hope for even after several lifetimes of cultivation. However, Xiao Yi actually rejected him straightforwardly.

It was like the heavens dropping 5 million on your head, causing you to be too lazy to pick it up. Instead, he said disdainfully, "Damn it, why did it hit me on the head when I was being carried by my back? I'm in so much pain."

It was like a story.

"He refused."

"He refused …."

"He actually rejected it..."

Inside the small building, the young painter s could no longer hold themselves back and started shouting loudly. At this moment, no one was envious of the young Xiao Yi.

Zhang Yuan Yuan smiled bitterly. She stretched out her hand and covered her eyes, unable to believe what had just happened.

When the corners of her mouth raised into a pleased smile, Xiao Yi rejected him. In that case, it was naturally to his liking. Immediately, he scolded angrily, "F * ck, continue acting. "I think you're overplaying yourself. I still understand a little. I understand your face a little."

Zhu Sicheng, who was full of enthusiasm, froze. Seeing such an excellent young painter, his heart was itching to push forward. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yi didn't hesitate at all and actually rejected his good intentions.

"Sir, do you want to consider it?" Zhu Sicheng did not seem to give up, and insisted.

Regarding the famous painter Zhu Sicheng, who had come down to plead with him, Xiao Yi did not know what to do. Even if he was just pretending to think for a bit, Xiao Yi did not have it. He firmly shook his head and spoke without the slightest hesitation, "I am indeed not the slightest bit interested in painting. My interest is not here, let me do the thing I do not like, is just to waste my youth. Besides, when it comes to painting, I really only know a little about it. "

Xiao Yi repeatedly emphasized that he only understood a little about it, which made the faces of the group of young painter in the small building turn black. Xiao Yi only f * cking understood that if this group of young painter who only lived by painting could still live?

Zhu Sicheng repeatedly rejected Xiao Yi when he saw this. He then let out a long sigh, revealing a look of disappointment on his face.

Xiao Yi, who was standing in the middle of the crowd, suddenly looked at Zhang Yuan Yuan, who was not far away. Then, she took the initiative to look at Zhu Sicheng and said: "If this old mister trusts me, I respectfully recommend that Miss Zhang Yuan Yuan join the American Society. That Jiangnan Shuixiang painting of hers, other than the lack of water, lacked the charm of water vapor. But on the whole, the aura was vivid, the calligraphy and calligraphy divine, relaxed and natural, and the conception deep and profound. Furthermore, I am Miss Yuan Yuan's boyfriend. I will impart to Miss Yuan Yuan all of my knowledge and techniques in painting. "You see, is that okay?"