When everyone heard that there was no first place, they all shook their heads and expressed regret.
Especially Xu Yicheng, whose face looked like an eggplant beaten by frost.
He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and said to Shen Tianhong unwillingly: "Mr. Shen, this is unfair to me!"
Shen Tianhong faced Xu Yicheng and said with a serious face: "What's unfair? My original intention of holding this painting appraisal event is to select a newcomer with outstanding painting skills, use my resources to cultivate him, and make him a leader in the world of calligraphy and painting." A shining star, not just for a top spot."
"I did think your paintings were good at first, but after I saw Master Xu Beihong's authentic paintings, I realized that there is a huge gap between our generation and Master Xu's generation. If I were a short man, I would be a general. What’s the point of holding this event just to choose the top one?”
"Xu Yicheng, I found that you have a lot of ambition, but ask yourself, can your talent support your ambition?"
Facing Shen Tianhong's torture that hit his soul, Xu Yicheng blushed and felt ashamed.
He had been impulsive just now, but now he realized that he was a little ignorant, and he actually dared to refute Shen Tianhong, who was one of the five elders in the provincial capital, and was the number one figure in Jiangbei!
"Mr. Shen, I'm sorry, I was too impulsive just now and I shouldn't question you." Xu Yicheng lowered his head and said.
Shen Tianhong glanced lightly and said to Xu Yicheng: "You have some talents in various fields, but they are not the ultimate talents. You are much better than ordinary people, but compared with those geniuses, you are still a certain distance away. Now It’s good to be your young master of the Xu family, after all, there are so many people who envy your family background, and they won’t fight for it, so wouldn’t it be quite happy to be your young master Xu?”
Although Xu Yicheng lowered his head, he couldn't let go. He was still competing.
In fact, Shen Tianhong was right. Although he was extremely talented in martial arts, he was still inferior to Chen Tianlang, Song Mingyang, Chen Tianqing and others.
In the field of painting and calligraphy, he seems to feel that he is superior to others, but it is just that there are no tigers in the mountains and the monkey is the king.
At this moment, Xu Yicheng didn't dare to say anything, but in his heart he thought that Shen Tianhong was deliberately targeting him and suppressing him.
Shen Tianhong no longer paid attention to Xu Yicheng, but said to everyone: "Okay, this event will end here. I have not selected anyone who can have dinner with me at Wanguo Mansion. I deeply regret this. However, green mountains remain unchanged and green waters flow forever. I will still hold such an event again next year. I sincerely hope that next year you will be able to compete with others, your painting skills will improve rapidly, and you will be able to find someone who is qualified to join me at the Kingdom Mansion. Dinner talent.”
Everyone also felt a sense of regret. Although they all wanted to be recognized by Shen Tianhong, they could also realize that their talents were limited. They hoped that a genius would step forward at this time and prove to Shen Tianhong that the younger generation in Jiangbei's calligraphy and painting circles, Not all are mediocre people.
But the reality is that this generation is really bad.
Just when everyone was about to leave in anger, a voice suddenly came to mind behind them!
"Don't leave in a hurry, there's still me."
Chu Yang's figure appeared in front of everyone.
Shen Tianhong looked at Chu Yang, following his vague memory, and said coldly: "You are Chu Yang, am I remembering correctly?"
