The studio is always noisy, especially under the influence of this hot weather, it is difficult not to make people feel impetuous.
But there is an exception in one place.
The incense of borneol and mint was burning in the three-legged incense burner, and the emperor sat leisurely in front of the large desk.
Xu Ling'an grabbed the work of grinding ink aside and watched Jiang Lingxi slowly lay out the rice paper on the table, then put the paperweight on it slowly and slowly, then picked a brush with a moderate thickness suitable for painting, and twisted it Hairs on the tip of the pen.
Finally, I couldn't help but ask: "What are you going to draw, sister?"
Jiang Lingxi raised her eyes and looked at her, then smiled and said, "You'll know later. The intensity of the ink is enough, please stop."
Xu Ling'an quickly picked up the ink stick, took an absorbent towel and wiped the water stains on the ink stick and put it away. He stood quietly and watched the brush dipped in ink and then landed on the rice paper.
There was a lot of noise around her, but at this moment, she felt that all the noise was blocked outside this small bookcase, and she felt calmer than ever before.
It was not until later that she realized that this was an atmosphere that could be created inadvertently while painting.
Wei Xiao sat in front of the monitor and looked at the two figures not far away who were in sharp contrast to the hustle and bustle around them. He hesitated for a while but still did not bother them.
He also waved over a camera crew and gave a few instructions in a low voice.
Soon, a camera that had not yet been removed was quietly turned on again, focusing on Jiang Lingxi who was painting and the bookcase in front of her.
After filming for so many days, Jiang Lingxi also developed some camera sense.
She noticed it almost as soon as the camera turned around, and continued to smear on the rice paper without stopping.
It took no more than half an hour, and Jiang Lingxi just stopped writing when the staff member of the props team appeared again.
Remove the paperweight and pick up the painting you just finished.
The weather is hot and the ink dries quickly.
After the staff put away the Four Treasures of the Study on the desk, they took a look at the painting in Jiang Lingxi's hand, and her eyes suddenly lit up, "The animal painted by Teacher Jiang is so vivid!"
"Thanks."
After taking a few more glances, the staff left with some reluctance.
It would be nice if I could take a photo, but I don’t dare to mention it.
The staff member just dared to take a look from a few steps away, but Xu Lingan no longer had such scruples. He walked directly to his sister and poked his head out.
"Is this a cat-goose battle?"
"Yes." Jiang Lingxi nodded and looked at Xu Ling'an with a smile, "I'm still wondering what to call this painting, but you can give it to me."
Xu Ling'an: "...Isn't this name a little too simple?"
She really just said it casually.
"The content of this painting is so simple. Wouldn't it be nice to give it a simple name?"
Jiang Lingxi waved to Lu Zhengzheng who was squatting not far away. She took a marker and wrote her name and the title of the work on the back corner of the rice paper. She rolled it up and handed it to Lu Zhengzheng. In his hand, "I'll give you a temporary task. Give the painting to the "Heritage" program team of Imperial TV, take a taxi there, and come back to reimburse you."
Lu Zhengzheng carefully took the painting and said with a straight face: "I guarantee it will be completed smoothly!"
Jiang Lingxi patted her shoulder and said, "Go ahead."
Xu Ling'an watched Lu Zhengzheng leave in a hurry, thinking about the lifelike ink painting he had just named, "Sister's painting will definitely stand out."
"You do have confidence in me."
"Don't you have one yourself, sister?"
"Well, there are still some."
After all, in order to not fall behind in front of someone, she had worked extra hard even in her busy schedule.
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Three and a half pairs of eyes, hundreds of works of different styles and levels.
The reason why it is said to be three and a half pairs is naturally because among the four people in the room who are reviewing the works, although Mr. Shi also has the ability to appreciate, he is not the special reviewer for the painting and calligraphy chapter. Therefore, he only has the right to express his opinions and does not decide the works. The power of whether to be selected can only be counted as half.
Li Wanxuan had already put on her reading glasses. At the reminder of her husband, she reluctantly closed her eyes and rested for a while. She opened her eyes again in less than five minutes and asked, "How many works are left to read?"
"There are still more than ten works sent in, and the remaining ones are more than twenty electronic versions." One of the two reviewers carefully replied, "Mr. Li, Mr. Shi, you see it's almost noon. , how about we come back and see the rest after we have lunch?"
Mr. Shi nodded, "I agree."
He also felt sorry for his wife's eyes. He hadn't been so tired for a long time!
Even though there were two reviewers besides his wife, in his opinion, these two people simply had no opinions of their own.
When Wanxuan said yes, the two of them agreed and said yes. When Wanxuan said no, the two of them shook their heads.
It's good this time, the only one affected is his Wanxuan, she has to look at them all!
The two people who were secretly complaining: It's not that they didn't want to mention it, but in fact, when it comes to the appreciation of calligraphy and painting, they are incomparable with Mr. Li!
Mr. Li was furious with the program director before, so they didn't dare to say anything.
As a result, Li Wanxuan shook her head and said, "Don't worry, just read the remaining ten or so pictures before going to eat."
Mr. Shi: "..."
He glared at the two people who were looking over him, "Look at what I'm doing, and then look at the work!"
Even though he has to listen to Mr. Li at home, he still has to listen to him outside!
After spending more than half an hour reading the remaining works, the four of them left the room.
"Why don't you go eat at Zhuli's house near the TV station? I'll treat you."
Li Wanxuan looked at her husband doubtfully, "I heard you said that there is a canteen in this station, and the food is pretty good."
"Ah, yes, it's on the second floor."
"Then go to the cafeteria to eat. It's so hot, so don't go back and forth."
The person who suggested going out to eat his treat smiled awkwardly and said, "That's fine."
It was meal time, and the food in the cafeteria was all ready-made. The four of them picked up the food and ate quietly in a low-key manner. After finishing the meal, they left without attracting anyone else's attention.
Walking to the elevator entrance, when the elevator door opened, Li Wanxuan's eyes fell on the little girl standing in the corner after getting on the elevator.
To be precise, it was a roll of rice paper she was holding in her hand.
Lu Zhengzheng couldn't help but hold her breath at the serious look, and subconsciously shrank back into the corner.
She was afraid that the work Sister Xixi gave her would be wrinkled and dirty, so she wore sun-protective gloves all the way.
Li Wanxuan noticed the little girl's vigilance, smiled helplessly, and took the initiative to ask: "Little girl, is what you are holding in your hand the work that you signed up for "Heritage from Generation to Generation: Calligraphy and Painting"?"
Only then did Lu Zhengzheng dare to raise her head and look over. When she saw the old man standing in front of the elevator door, his eyes widened above the sunscreen mask and he subconsciously exclaimed: "Old Shi!"
Shi Laozheng lowered his head and pressed the door button of the elevator. He turned his head when he heard the sound, and happened to see Lu Zhengzheng's little face that was slightly red from the heat. He frowned and thought for a moment and then raised his gray eyebrows, "I remember. Come on, you are the little assistant next to Jiang Xiaoyou, your name is Zhengzheng, right? Why are you here at noon? Where is Jiang Xiaoyou, why are you alone?"
Seeing an acquaintance, Lu Zhengzheng suddenly became less nervous and said, "Old Shi, Sister Xixi is still filming on the set and hasn't come. I'm here to help her send her entries."
"Sign up? Works?" Mr. Shi's eyes fell on the roll of rice paper in Lu Zhengzheng's hand. He paused and said quietly after a moment, "Don't tell me, Jiang Xiaoyou also signed up for the calligraphy and painting chapter of "Heritage"!"
He is an old man, he can't stand being so scared!
(End of chapter)
