Chapter 82 Privately engraving Master Rose’s seal?

Style: Romance Author: Mistaken threeWords: 3440Update Time: 24/01/18 16:11:11
Country F, National Gallery.

Cao Wanrou, who is wearing high-end clothing of the season, exudes confidence. She speaks fluent F Chinese and is communicating with other finalists. Occasionally, when she encounters the judges, Cao Wanrou will take the initiative to say hello.

Cao Chuanfeng and Song Nana were openly in love at this time, and they were accepting everyone's compliments with pride.

Director Mo and the staff of the variety show team are basically gathered here, and Cao Wanrou is the well-deserved centerpiece today.

Zhang Man looked at the star-studded Cao Wanrou, and became a little more determined about her goal of settling down and becoming a three-time Best Actress after the show. By then, it is estimated that even the most famous director will not regard her as a background.

After adjusting his mentality, Zhang Man no longer paid attention to Cao Wanrou, but instead went to look for Gu Yi'an.

According to the location given by the staff, Zhang Man walked through the lively crowd and walked to the door of a large studio. He looked at the nameplate of the studio and wondered if he was looking for the wrong place. He repeatedly confirmed that it was the place he was looking for. He hesitated. Push the door open and enter.

What catches the eye is the back of a somewhat familiar woman. Her long black hair is lightly tied with a wooden hairpin, giving her a sense of laziness. She is wearing a sleeved apron specially designed for oil painting, and her back is graceful. .

The camera zoomed in, and the painting in front of the woman was more than 90% complete, as if it was being put to the final touches.

Recently, Zhang Man has been doing some superficial research on internationally famous paintings in her spare time. The almost completed giant oil painting in front of her shocked her.

This kind of shock is similar to but different from the open mind brought by the vast starry sky and the vast sea. Zhang Man feels that he can no longer describe his feelings in words.

Yes, like a volcano about to erupt.

Although it is not accurate, this is the only feeling that Zhang Man can express at the moment.

When the woman in front of the painting looked back, Zhang Man seemed to have lost his mind.

Zhang Man had known for a long time that Gu Yi'an was good-looking, with a kind of cold and advanced beauty. When he was silent, he seemed to be an immortal who had just descended from heaven and experienced a calamity. But at this time, with the blessing of the painting, Zhang Man felt a sense of respect out of thin air, as if he was worshiping the god.

Before the two of them could speak, Cao Wanrou walked in on high heels.

"Oh, Sister Man, Xiao An, why are you here? Make it easy for me and the director to find you. The people from the program team have already entered the venue and are in place. Come quickly. On such an important day, I hope you can be with me. witness."

Facing the show off and superiority in Cao Wanrou's words, Zhang Man turned a blind eye. Her mind was still immersed in Gu Yi'an and Gu Yi'an's paintings.

Gu Yian put away the last stroke and stamped the lower left corner of the painting.

Only then did Cao Wanrou notice Gu Yian's actions, and she seemed to be worried about her and said: "Xiao An, I just heard a judge I know say that this is a private studio prepared by the museum for the chairman of the International Painting Association. How did you get in? , what did you cover on the painting? Do you know you got into trouble? You..."

The voice seemed to be stuck in her throat. Cao Wanrou's pupils were shaking at this moment. She saw that the position where Gu Yian dropped the seal was clearly printed with Master Rose's exclusive logo.

Xu was in disbelief. Cao Wanrou's lips were trembling at the moment. After doing a lot of mental construction, she finally convinced herself and said:

"If the International Painting Association and Master Rose knew that you were privately engraving Master Rose's seal and causing trouble in the National Gallery, do you think you would be able to escape unscathed today?

Wherever you place the program crew and other guests, they will all be implicated by you. You are also embarrassing your country. "

Gu Yi'an said playfully: "Don't you still have me? You have such a good reputation here. Even if I really have something to do, you will definitely mediate for the show team even if you don't help me."

Cao Wanrou heard Gu Yi'an's words as a sign of weakness and calmed down instantly. She felt that although she didn't know how Gu Yi'an got into the studio, the matter of privately engraving Master Rose's seal would probably nail her to the pillar of shame. .

Looking at the device that was always broadcasting live, Cao Wanrou looked at Gu Yi'an with pity in her eyes.

After today, she, Cao Wanrou, will become a top young painter who brings glory to the country, while Gu Yi'an will become a person who will be beaten up if he wants to do evil things in private.

"Gu, you finally completed this work. I'm so happy."

Milo ignored the others and opened his arms to Gu Yian, but was pushed away by the other party in disgust. Milo was not angry and happily chatted with her.

Cao Wanrou looked at Milo and found that she had not seen this person beside any of the judges she met today. Moreover, Milo always dressed casually, so she did not take him seriously.

Perhaps feeling Cao Wanrou's appraising gaze, Milo turned around and said doubtfully: "Hey, when did these two beautiful ladies come in?"

Gu Yian couldn't help laughing when he heard Milo's words: "Miluo, it's not a gentleman to ignore the ladies present."

Milo shrugged: "I'm just an ordinary old man, not a gentleman."

When Cao Wanrou heard Milo reveal his identity, she confirmed her previous thoughts and snorted disdainfully at the two of them: "A summer insect cannot speak of ice."

Looking at Cao Wanrou's back, Milo asked: "Chinese culture is profound and profound. I don't understand. What does she mean?"

“Summer bugs, it’s impossible to talk to them about freezing.

Summer insects cannot talk about ice, which comes from "Zhuangzi, Waipian, Autumn Water". The original sentence is: A frightened frog cannot talk about the sky, which is imitated by emptiness; also. "

Gu Yian recited while shaking his head deliberately, and looked at Milo, whose eyes turned into mosquito coils, and laughed unkindly.

"Gu, you are so naughty." Milo saw that Gu Yian was teasing him again and was not angry, so he looked at her accusingly.

Gu Yian tried his best to suppress the raised corners of his mouth and explained seriously: "This sentence means that it is impossible to talk to the frogs at the bottom of the well about the sea because of the limitations of living space; it is impossible to talk to them about the bugs in the summer. They are frozen because they are limited by their living time; it is impossible to talk about the great road with people who live in rural areas because they are bound by their upbringing."

Milo tried hard to extract his own understanding from Gu Yian's explanation, and said firmly: "Oh, I understand. The lady just now meant that we are frogs in the well. Can't she explain to us?"

Gu Yian raised her thumb, and she gave her full marks for this wave of reading comprehension.

As soon as Zhang Man got over his shock, he heard the conversation between the two and couldn't help but applaud: "Uncle, you can definitely be a Chinese language teacher, you are awesome Klass."

When Gu Yian heard Zhang Man's uncle, he couldn't help laughing anymore, leaving a proud look on Milo's face and a confused Zhang Man.

At this time, in the venue, all media, organizers and co-organizers had entered the venue. People of different skin colors and nationalities were sitting on the judges' bench, and the empty seats in the middle were particularly eye-catching.

Cao Wanrou was waiting at the side of the venue to explain her work that entered the finals. She was particularly excited because just now, the competition organizing committee notified the International Painting Association Chairman Milo Masson that Milo Masson, the chairman of the International Painting Association, would be coming to the scene.

No one expected that Master Milo, who had always been silent, would come to participate in the finals of this small exchange competition. After all, this person doesn't show up easily.

However, after the previous contestants finished explaining their works, Master Milo was still nowhere to be seen, and everyone was inevitably a little disappointed.

Cao Wanrou gathered her mood, and with the encouragement of Cao Chuanfeng and Song Nana, she walked onto the stage in the presence of Director Mo and many domestic and foreign media at the scene, and introduced the enlarged version of her entry on the screen.

While they were chatting, there was a small commotion at the door. Cao Wanrou glanced out of the corner of her eye. It was Gu Yi'an, Zhang Man and the old man.

Director Mo, who had been paying attention to the situation, frowned. Although today's live broadcast can be regarded as a stage that belongs exclusively to Cao Wanrou, Zhang Man and Gu Yi'an also received announcement fees. Not only did they not cherish the opportunity to enter the venue, they also Blatantly late.

At this moment, Director Mo could imagine how badly Gu Yi'an and Zhang Man would be scolded if the netizens in the live broadcast room saw this scene. Although it can increase the popularity of the show, he still thinks that they are acquaintances in this foreign country after all, and they have been to each other before. The impression was good, so he didn't hesitate much and quietly asked the program crew to move the camera away from Gu Yian and the others.

Director Mo's team is the only domestic media that entered the venue. At this time, he can only pray that the netizens in the live broadcast room will not be so sharp-eyed to discover the scene just now. As for other media, Director Mo has no control over it, and he privately messaged that the domestic media Netizens probably won’t go far away and go over the wall to watch the finals on other countries’ media.

However, he was destined to be disappointed. All the netizens in the live broadcast room were glaring. What's more, although most of the shots were at the venue and Cao Wanrou, Gu Yi'an and Zhang Man were also accompanied by a cameraman each.

Every move the two made after entering the art museum was under the eyes of netizens in the live broadcast room.

The barrage at this time was indeed mixed with many unfriendly remarks.

[Gu Yi’an and Zhang Man were disgraced and sent abroad. It’s really rude to interrupt other people’s speeches. ]

[Do they remember which country they are from? Have you even forgotten the traditional virtue of punctuality? ]

[There is no need to go online like this. They obviously entered through the back door. There were many staff and media friends coming and going through that door. As long as you don't deliberately make noise, it's not considered a disturbance. ]

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Just as they were arguing on the barrage, everyone discovered that the old man who came in with Gu Yi'an and Zhang Man actually walked straight to the middle seat of the judges.

Everyone knew that the seat was specially reserved for Master Milo, the chairman of the International Painting Association. Looking at Master Milo, who was so slovenly and incompatible with the other judges, everyone thought that security guards would come forward to evict him in the next moment.

However, the expected scene did not happen, and a jaw-dropping scene occurred. Several well-known judges from different countries in the painting world stood up to pay tribute to the old man.

After the judges sat down again, Bob, a local judge from country F, continued the question-and-answer session.

“Contestant Cao Wanrou’s painting is rich in color and bold in theme. Please explain the concept of this painting, the situation in which it was painted, and what does it want to express?”

The moment Cao Wanrou saw Master Milo sitting down, she was stunned on the spot.

Although she didn't want to believe it, just by looking at the respectful attitude of the other judges towards Milo, she knew that this mixed-race old man was the real president of the International Painting Association.

Frame after frame of pictures flashed through my mind, including scenes of Gu Yian sketching in the Akita studio, scenes of Gu Yian and Milo having a familiar conversation in the art studio just now, and finally the scene where Gu Yian stamped Rose Image of the Master's Seal.

Cao Wanrou couldn't control her body and trembled slightly, and subconsciously took two steps back.