Chapter 716: 716 You Are So Naive

Chapter 716 716 You are too naive

That's what it said, but when Feng Xiaoxiao saw one of the three best-placed oil paintings with Jiang Mu's name, she was stunned.

Don’t get me wrong, Feng Xiaoxiao is not because Jiang Mu’s work will defeat so many seniors and put it in such a good place. After all, he is the one who won the first place in the exhibition of young painters. Where is the level? The exhibition of works within the scope is simply not enough for her.

Feng Xiaoxiao was shocked that she originally thought she had come early enough, but she didn't expect that there were still people who came earlier than her, and there were still so many people, these people were still in the middle of the exhibition hall.

"Is your teacher too eccentric? It's just a mess. What's the difference from geometric figures? Isn't it just a pile of colors? What's so good about it? It's weird."

Subei pulled at Lu Fei's sleeve, and made complaints of dissatisfaction.

However, Lu Fei’s gaze has been locked in the oil paintings in front of him. Among all the oil paintings on display in this exhibition hall, this painting is undoubtedly the simplest among so many exhibited works here, but it is indeed the latest and most impressive. Idea, the most unique one.

It looks like a few abstract graphics and simple colors, but the more you look at it, the more you can feel a tranquil and peaceful mood, but it's just an ordinary painting, but it seems to contain strange energy. , Let the irritability caused by the hot summer weather gradually disappear.

Unwilling to get an answer, Subei turned to an arrogant girl and said, "Chen Ling, do you think this painting is qualified to be shot in such a high position?"

Chen Ling is not an art major, and doesn’t understand this. He just came to join in the fun. To be honest, she really doesn’t like such a small exhibition.

"What are you excited about? Isn't it just an exhibition of works on campus? There is nothing disputed about where to put it, and it doesn't make much sense."

Careless attitude, contemptuous tone, this can be regarded as guilty of public anger.

Feng Xiaoxiao was unhappy when he heard it, "What is meaningless? These works are drawn by the students with great pains and a lot of time and energy. Can the works be exhibited and where are they displayed? It's a way to test the quality of the work and test one's own abilities. It becomes meaningless when it comes to your mouth."

Her words were recognized by everyone.

"Yes, this is the result of our painstakingly conceived, inspired, and once described."

"This is also a test of our learning achievements. Whether it can be exhibited is of great significance to us."

"If you don't know, don't make comments if you don't understand. If you don't see the exhibition of works on our school, don't come over. No one invited you over."

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Chen Ling has always spoken of her nice things since she was a child, and they all flattered her. It can be said that she is a child who grew up in honey. The girl has been held up high since she was a child, and she suddenly heard so many talks about her. , I was immediately unhappy.

"I don’t really understand, but how good the painting can be? With so many of you, how many of you can eat by painting in the future? Rather than thinking hard about this, it’s better to think hard about what you can do after graduation. Can't have a good job, can't live more comfortably."

The exhibition hall suddenly became quiet. Although the people here cannot be said to love to paint, some of them have taken the path of art students because of the consideration of scores. However, everyone's work has been hard. Kung fu, the goal of going to university is very simple. I hope I can have a good job and a bright future.

For graduates like them, the better treatment after graduation is to be assigned to schools as art teachers, such as museums, some good units of state-owned enterprises, or the cultural propaganda department of the government, even less pitiful. Some students are more likely to be directly assigned to support teaching in remote areas. If they are assigned to such a job, don't think about their future.

Chen Ling’s words are undoubtedly a huge blow to everyone, especially here are basically three or four students, employment is what they are about to face.

Seeing that everyone stopped refuting her words, Chen Ling was very satisfied, her eyes were more proud and complacent, "So, it's just a painting exhibition. You really don't need to be so pretentious, it's almost done."

"I think you can get it right. The sentence on the left is meaningless, and the sentence on the right is not necessary. You can go if you look down on this exhibition. No one wants you to stay here. The works here are everyone’s painstaking efforts, maybe everyone I won’t survive on these works in the future, but this is the result of everyone’s labor, everyone’s effort, and everyone’s achievement. You may not like it, but please don’t belittle it.”

When Feng Xiaoxiao said this, she could no longer suppress the raging anger that was burning in her heart. If it weren't for the exhibition hall, she would have liked to rush up and slap her in the face.

However, it was obvious that her warning was of little use to Miss Chen’s ears.

"I'm just seeking truth from facts. I didn't expect you to listen to the truth so much." Chen Ling smiled with a sense of superiority. "There are a few well-known domestic painters. Among those painters, how much can a painting sell for? It's all for your good. With this time, it's better to figure out what you can do to make more money and have a good life."

After she finished speaking, she took another provocative look at Feng Xiaoxiao, "The Feng family is a scholarly family. You should have seen a lot of such things. Those poor painters should know no less than me. You should be clear that I have not said anything. wrong."

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't know how to answer for a while.

It was Lu Fei who broke free from Jiang Mu's works, and said seriously, "If you can become a painter so easily and make a living from your work, wouldn't there be a flood of painters in this world?"

He met Chen Ling’s arrogant gaze, and said solemnly, “Being a painter is everyone’s dream. If the dream can be realized so easily, it can’t be called a dream. Perhaps only a few students here can dream of it. But in many cases, the process of chasing dreams is more important than the results."

The boy's eyes are clear, dragging a stubbornness, brave and fearless on the road of chasing dreams.

Under such gaze, Chen Ling felt a little ugly. When she realized this, she suddenly became annoyed, "Are you a three-year-old child? I didn't expect that you have become so after not seeing each other for so long. Naive, it sounds better than singing!"

"Yes, school grass, how can you be so naive! Just want a noble dream, but also need economic foundation, paint, paintbrush, drawing paper, which does not require money?"

An inattentive voice just came in.

(End of this chapter)