Chapter 536

"Draw an alchemy furnace!"

With crayons in his hands, the cute baby muttered, "well, yes, it's the kind of alchemy furnace dad gave me to eat."

"When they grow up, they also need their father to give them an alchemy furnace, so that they can make their own alchemy. They need to make many pills, such as weight-loss pill, smart pill and fast pill."

"For ER Gouzi, for Hao Hao's brother, and for Sisi's sister. When they can fish, they don't need to steal dad's pills."

The more he said it, the more excited he was. He didn't think he was being watched by countless eyes.

An alchemy furnace is rapidly shaped under her pen. There is a faucet on the left and right of the alchemy furnace in the picture, with a groove at the waist and a furnace cover on the top

When the people in the manor behind the Jinling Art Museum saw what the little guy had painted, they couldn't help but look at each other.

"Here What is this? " Someone couldn't help asking.

The theme is scientific fantasy.

They thought this group of children would draw planes, tanks, cannons and robots. As a result, Meng Meng, the little guy, drew such an extraordinary thing.

An old man stared at him for a long time. Suddenly his hand trembled, and he almost didn't tear off his beard: "here It's like a Taoist alchemy furnace! "

As soon as this remark came out, the whole audience was in a uproar.

"What? An alchemy furnace?"

Another old man's face is shocked and eccentric. Shocked that a child can draw an alchemy furnace. Is it strange that it seems to be inconsistent with the theme of "scientific fantasy"?

The commotion of the people attracted Wu Wenshan's attention.

Wu Wenshan opened his eyes slightly, then glanced at the picture of the cute baby on the screen at will, as if he was walking around.

The next moment.

At last, his casual face changed a little: "spirituality, the painting of this girl doll has spirituality."

He was a painter, not a Taoist, so his eyes focused on the artistic level of the little guy's painting.

"Master Wu, what is spirituality?" Asked an old man.

His words caught the attention of the others.

"The so-called spirituality is just an abstract concept, an expression ability, a feeling power, a feeling power for things that the eyes cannot see."

Wu Wenshan got up slowly, looked at the cute baby who was painting on the screen, and said: "ordinary people can only limit painting to the surface of things. No matter how well you do it, painting is painting after all, and you know it's fake at a glance."

"And some people paint, the spirit of the painting, ordinary people will lose their mind for a moment, that short moment, it will make you feel that the painting it does is real, is real."

As his voice fell.

They nodded one after another, their faces reflecting.

Someone took a look at the cute baby in the painting and couldn't help but feel out: "Master Wu, since the painting of this girl doll is spiritual, doesn't it mean that she is a good seedling born to draw?"

"Yes, on the other hand, I found that the painting of this doll has entered the threshold of the painting road. This talent, this level, can definitely surpass the other participants in the competition." Another old man said with a smile.

Wu Wenshan nodded slightly: "although the girl is immature, she has a little aura. If I were in normal times, I might read her talent and receive her under the door. But now that I have agreed to Zhao's family, I have to give up her."

Speaking of this, he looked up at the cute baby who was painting in the video and shook his head slightly: "unfortunately, it's only because you have no background, and people without background are doomed to climb low, even if you are no better, don't blame me, this is the survival method of the world."

"Master Wu said well!"

Some people said with a chuckle, "although the girl is amazing in talent, she is only a genius after all. How can she compare with the Zhao family?"

The rest nodded one after another, then looked at the cute baby painting in the video with a little sympathy, and sighed secretly.

No matter how qualified you are.

It can't be compared with the established relationship!

……

When ye Chen saw that the little guy was drawing his own alchemy furnace, his face was a little sad: "this girl, what did dad think you would draw, and he drew such a painting."

When the camera of the art gallery shot all the children's works one by one, all the parents except ye Chen couldn't sit down one after another. Some people marveled at the excellent painting level of other children, some muttered to themselves, and were full of confidence in their children's works.

Only Li Yongmin did not speak with a dark face.

Because little fatty Li Erguo drew a strange thing, which was a bit like a juicer and a bit like a toilet. This kid also indicated that this was his greatest invention idea in the new century.

Only when everyone saw the painting of cute baby, they were shocked for a moment, and then burst out a series of Shouts.

"Whose family is this girl? It's a good painting!"

"It's not bad. Where is the level that kindergarten children can achieve? I guess it's not so good that art majors draw it?"

"It's over. This girl has won the first prize. My children are not destined for the first prize, but fortunately, there are still second prize and third prize."

“……”

Everyone talked about it, and agreed that the works of cute baby are the best of all children, even the art teachers who led the team.

Listening to the praises around, Li Yongmin looked at the little fat man who was still drawing the toilet. His face became darker and darker.

"Brother ye, I envy that you have such a daughter. She is the first one in this competition. I remember to invite him to dinner later."

"Certainly!"

Ye Chen nodded with a smile. No one didn't want his children to be praised and liked, even he was no exception.

Half an hour soon ended, and all the children stopped writing, and the teachers carefully assembled the works and sent them to the judges for scoring.

Cangshuxue leads Mengmeng's little baby and others out. When she sees Ye Chen, she is very excited: "Mr. Ye, I have seen Mengmeng's works. This time she can definitely take the first place. Congratulations first!"

"Thank you very much, Mr. Cang."

Ye Chen smiles, picks up her daughter and kisses her, praises her: "good girl, good job!"

"Dad, what would you reward people if they won the first place?" The little guy hugged his neck and giggled all the time.

"Dad will give you whatever you want."

Ye Chen touched her head.

Compared with the hero like treatment of the little guy, Li Erguo, the little fat man beside, is more miserable. Li Yongmin points at his nose and scolds him.

More than half an hour later, the match finally came out.

"First prize winner: Zhao Yang!"

"Two second prize winners: Qian Hao!"

"Five third prize winners: Chen Xiaohai, Li Erguo, Jiang Chun, Ma Junjie and Feng Nana!"

"Ten consolation awards, winner: ye Mengmeng..."

“……”

For this result, some people are worried and some are happy. Then everyone is shocked that the ownership of the first prize has fallen to Zhao Yang. We need to know what future cars Zhao Yang's works are, but the level of laymen know that they can't.

"The first one is Zhao Yang, not ye Mengmeng. Is that impossible?"

"If ye Mengmeng can't get the first prize, at least the second prize will be OK. In the end, he gave a consolation prize. What's the matter? What's more, Zhao Yang's paintings can't rank first, can they? "

"Black curtain, there is definitely a black curtain!"

“……”

Such result makes Cang Shuxue a little unprepared, she can't help but subconsciously say: "maybe it's wrong, Mr. Ye, don't worry, I'll ask."

"Cang Mr. Cang, don't Yes! "

Before she left, the cute little baby stopped her. The little guy looked at Ye Chen with tears in his eyes and choked: "Dad, right Sorry, Mengmeng let you Disappointed. "

The little guy doesn't want to cry.

But tears could not help falling down.

It was not easy for Dad to accompany her to participate in the competition. She just wanted to prove her efforts and highlights to dad and get his praise.

As a result, she won only one consolation prize

"It's OK, dad has never been disappointed with you."

Ye Chen held her in her arms, reached out to wipe away tears from her face, and her face grew cold.

"If ye Chen's daughter doesn't do it, she will do it first. What's the consolation award? Send the beggar?"