This host is too professional

Chapter 223 Ye Luo VS Chinese Painting Association?

Are you the only ones who can draw?

After Ye Luo finished speaking, all the masters at the scene and the audience in front of the TV were all stunned for a moment.

Xu Tianlai was the first to react, and he snorted coldly, "Listen to Mr. Ye, you also know Chinese painting?" Ye Luo was talking about painting, but he was talking about Chinese painting here.Although there is a difference in one word, the meaning is very different.

The scope of "painting" is too large, and there are various types of Chinese paintings, oil paintings, stick figures, sketches, etc.From Xu Tian's point of view, even if Ye Luo understands it, it's just something simple.

But what he didn't expect was that Ye Luo laughed and asked back: "I don't know Chinese painting, so did you write Wang Wei?" To be honest, Ye Luo usually has a good temper, and he rarely treats others angry.But today I really couldn't help it anymore, Xu Tianlai and Zhou Tianming sang together in this live broadcast, all because they wanted to discredit him.

In this situation, the clay figurine is still angry, not to mention Ye Luo, who is a coward.

It is no exaggeration to say that he did not know much about Chinese painting 10 minutes ago.

Although he has the memory of Wang Wei, but if you really asked him to draw such a picture, he really struggled.

For things like painting and calligraphy, it doesn't mean that if you have a memory, you will have the skills of others.If this is the case, then look at Wang Xizhi's autobiography, isn't everyone a calligrapher?These things require talent and hard work.

Of course, except for hanging up.

What kind of talent, practice, etc., are insignificant in front of drawing cards.

A "Master Level Painting Skill Card" directly made Ye Luo straighten up.

Full of confidence!

Listening to Ye Luo's words, Chairman Xu Tianlai frowned slightly, and said indifferently: "Some things are easy to say, after all, who can't talk about war on paper?" He even sneered.

The character Wang Wei is indeed a very characteristic literati in Ye Luo's works.He not only has a very high level of poetry, but is also very good at painting.In "Poetry and Buddha Biography", Ye Luo spared no effort to describe many plots related to painting.

According to the description in the book, Wang Wei's painting level is extremely high.At that time, the entire painting circle was one of the best.

But to be honest, Xu Tianlai didn't think Ye Luo had such a high level of painting.

A novel is a novel, and the author is the author. Ye Luo can write Wang Wei, but it doesn't mean he is Wang Wei.

Zhou Tianming, who was standing at the side, looked at the scene at this time, and suddenly his mind flashed, and he stepped forward and said, "Everyone, stop arguing, what's the point of arguing all this time? I think it's better to fall Make gestures on the paper. Didn’t Teacher Ye say that he also understands Chinese painting? That’s just right, with so many seniors in the painting circle present, why not show Teacher Ye to everyone.”

Zhou Tianming had a smile on his face, and his tone seemed to be gentle, but in fact, there was a needle hidden in his face.

"Of course, I have no other intentions. I am also worried that Teacher Ye's reputation will be affected." Zhou Tianming looked at Ye Luo and said, "To be able to write Wang Wei so vividly, I believe that Teacher Ye's traditional Chinese painting skills must be This." As he spoke, he gave Ye Luo a thumbs up.

The faces of the members of the Ancient Chinese Association changed, and they couldn't help cursing secretly in their hearts.

Zhou Tianming had finished his beautiful words, but in fact he was roasting Ye Luo on the fire.It seems that he is looking for opportunities for Ye Luo to prove himself, but in fact this is a huge pit.

Live painting?

Not to mention that Ye Luo was unprepared, even if he was prepared, he would never get any benefits.After all, the subjectivity of painting is too strong.

Even stronger than the subjectivity of literary works!

Wouldn't it be fucking funny to ask Ye Luo to draw a picture on the spot and let people from the Chinese Painting Association judge it?
Even if Ye Luo drew Xu Beihong's horse and Qi Baishi's shrimp, with Xu Tianlai's virtue, he could still open his eyes and say that Ye Luo drew a donkey or a loach!

Xu Tianlai smiled shamelessly and said, "President Zhou's idea is good." He clapped his hands and glanced at the people in the Academy of Arts, and said with a sneer, "In the previous Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, what everyone looked forward to the most was the poetry competition. But I think this year Now, this link is not very interesting. Although I am not from the literary world, I have a certain understanding of poetry. As for the song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" just now, I guess it can scare others from taking pens. The so-called Appreciating the moon and composing poems is probably just Teacher Ye's personal performance. It's better, let's do a fighting painting."

Xu Tianlai became more and more excited as he talked, this was an idea he thought of temporarily, and he felt that his idea was simply wonderful.

Not only can it deal a severe blow to Ye Luo's arrogance, but it can also increase the public influence of the Chinese Painting Association during the national live broadcast of the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala.

This is killing two birds with one stone!

But the group of people in the Academy of Arts immediately became more gloomy.

Especially the people from the Xinwen Association, they exploded as if they were stepped on their tails.

"Xu Tianlai, what nonsense are you talking about?" Hao Zhijun patted the table and stood up, "What occasion is today? Is it your turn to talk?"

Zhang Rumeng also looked angry: "Your Chinese Painting Association's hand is stretched too far, right? Are you still fighting for painting? You have a good idea!"

"That's right, it's just outrageous words!"

"Fighting paintings with Teacher Ye? Why don't you fight poetry with Teacher Ye?"

"All good things are taken by you! Why don't you go to heaven?"

The Xinwen Association didn't say a word just now, but now it's like a machine gun, pointing at Xu Tianlai and cursing.

Xu Tianlai's words are like poking the lungs of the Xinwen Association.

It's no wonder they have a good face.

Including the Ancient Chinese Association, everyone angrily scolded Xu Tianlai for being shameless.

But Xu Tianlai was determined to eat the weight, ignored all accusations, and continued to provoke Ye Luo.

To be honest, his aggressive method is not very clever.But in this kind of public place, especially in front of a national audience, it is indeed a very incomprehensible thing.

If he does not agree, Xu Tianlai will continue to publicize that the illustrations of "Poetry and Buddha" are not of good quality, so as to discredit the art association and Ye Luo's personal image.After all, in the field of painting, people are professionals.

But once Ye Luo agrees and wants to prove that he also understands traditional Chinese painting, it will be in his favor.

To be honest, in the eyes of many people, today's situation is simply a dead end for Ye Luo!
The people from the Ancient Chinese Association frantically found the stairs for Ye Luo.

Professor Liu Ying said loudly, "Ms. Ye is engaged in literature. You compare paintings with him? What do you think?"

"Miss Ye, don't talk to them."

"It's really a good plan."

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

"Don't worry about them, the host will continue."

The area under the stage was chaotic.

The audience was also confused.

Why did it take only a few minutes, from the illustration of the new book to the comparison of drawing skills with Mr. Ye?

Ask Mr. Ye to compare paintings with the Chinese Painting Association?

Isn't this fucking bullshit?

But what no one expected was that Ye Luo nodded, and he looked at Xu Tianlai expressionlessly, "Is it fighting painting? That's fine."

"Ms. Ye!" Professor Liu Ying turned pale with shock.

Hao Zhijun also hurriedly tugged at the corner of Ye Luo's clothes, "Teacher Ye, there's no need to fight with them."

Zhang Rumeng even said loudly: "This is Teacher Ye giving you face, don't push your nose on your face."

The people from the Academy of Arts still wanted to go back to find love, but Ye Luo waved his hand. He took a few steps forward, stood not far from Xu Tianlai, and said word by word: "Want to compare paintings? Yes. But, I also have a request."

Seeing Ye Luo walking and talking, Xu Tianlai was a little unresponsive.He really didn't expect that Ye Luo would agree so simply.

Does he really not know if this is a trap, or does he have absolute confidence in himself?
Are young people so angry?

Xu Tianlai smiled.

Do you want to play against the referee?Are you not funny?

Dean Zhou Tianming on the side snorted coldly in his heart: "This Ye is really used to being lawless in the literary world. How dare you compare with the Chinese Painting Association? You don't even know how you died!"

Xu Tianlai said, "You can ask for anything you want."

"Oh? Really?" Ye Luopi said with a half-smile: "Then I ask you to cover your eyes and use your hands, is that okay?"

"you……"

The smile on Xu Tianlai's face immediately froze, "Of course this kind of request is not allowed!"

"Then what nonsense are you talking about here?" Ye Luo shook his hands and snorted.

There was also a burst of laughter from the academy.

Ignoring Xu Tianlai, Ye Luo said to himself: "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so the theme of the painting must be related to the Mid-Autumn Festival." After saying this, he turned his head again, looked at Xu Tianlai indifferently, and continued : "Didn't you just say that I understand Wang Wei's poems, do you understand Wang Wei's paintings? If so, let's draw Wang Wei's paintings."

With the Mid-Autumn Festival as the theme, do you still want to draw Wang Wei's paintings?

This limitation is too great!

You know, Ye Luo mentioned more than a dozen of them in "The Biography of Poetry and Buddha".Among them, there are very few paintings with the theme of Mid-Autumn Festival.

It can be said that Ye Luo's proposal greatly limited the ability of the Chinese Painting Association.

Xu Tianlai didn't agree hastily, but turned his head and glanced at the masters behind him.

Seeing this, Professor Liu Ying took the opportunity to sneer and said, "What? Teacher Ye agreed, but you hesitated instead? How ridiculous."

These masters of traditional Chinese painting just hesitated a little, and nodded to Xu Tianlai.Immediately, Xu Tianlai said: "Okay, then it's settled!" He shouted to the outside of the field, "Put the pen and ink!"

Seeing that the two sides were going to make a serious move, everyone became restless whether it was on the scene or in front of the TV.

The backstage of the program group is already in chaos.

"Director, what should we do now?"

"They want pen and ink over there, shall we give it?"

"Director, we don't have this link!"

"What did the leader say?"

"Yeah, what should we do now?"

The people in the program group were as anxious as ants on a hot pot. A mid-autumn party that was going well had developed to this point inexplicably.

The chief director is also sitting on wax now, he just consulted with the leader for instructions.

But none of the leaders answered the phone!
These old gangsters just played one hand and disappeared collectively!
The chief director was gnashing his teeth in anger, but there was nothing he could do.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and gave it all up, "Give it to them! Give them whatever they want, and let them figure it out on their own. I can't fucking control it."

"Um... Then, director, where is their venue for this competition? Is it off stage or on stage?" the field manager asked.

"Let's just put it on the stage." The chief director waved his hand feebly, it's already reached this point, so let's just do it generously!
……

At the table of Tang Rou, Zhou Kun and the others, there were not many people sitting at the table, and they were all their managers and assistants.

Zhou Tianwang looked worried, "Is Teacher Ye good at painting? If you lose in front of the national audience, the impact will be too bad."

His manager also sighed, "What a wonderful person Mr. Ye is, why did this guy surnamed Zhou follow him?"

Zhao Xiaotao said indignantly: "This Zhou, he's got a bad stomach! Damn him!"

Even Tang Tianhou's upturned face at this moment showed a trace of worry and worry.

……

Ye Luo's home.

Dad stared at the TV, frowning tightly, with a look of worry on his face.

The mother is more optimistic, "Don't worry, don't make that expression, since my son dares to agree, he must be sure."

But the father shook his head and sighed: "How can I be sure? My son is obviously forced."

……

The home of Director Sun of the sports channel.

At this time, the old grandson was drinking beer and yelling at the TV, "This bastard, you are so fucking ugly! Fuck him! Xiaoye is going to be planted this time..."

Gudong Gudong took a big gulp of beer.

Sighing, "Oh, it's not a bad thing to stumble. The young people are too smooth, so it's not necessarily a good thing."

……

Online.

At this time, the topic of "Mid-Autumn Festival Gala" has blown up the entire Internet.

Ye Luo's fans were very silent, and they didn't know what to say this time.

But for many passers-by and netizens, it is really not a big deal to watch the excitement at this time.

Originally, netizens thought that "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" was the pinnacle of the whole party, but they didn't expect the good show to come later.

"Ms. Ye is so fucking awesome!"

"Competition with the Chinese Painting Association? Is this Mr. Ye? It doesn't matter whether Mr. Ye wins or loses, I'm a fan of him!"

"Not to mention anything else, just this kind of courage, it really can't be learned by others."

"This is Teacher Ye's usual style. At the beginning, he played chess with the Xiangqi Association, taught Go to the Go Association, wrote ancient poems in the Ancient Chinese Association, and fought with the New Literature Association... Isn't it the association, so is he qualified to be Teacher Ye's opponent? I, Teacher Ye, play hard bones!"

Of course, there were also many people who felt that Ye Luo was overreaching, and left messages on the Internet to ridicule her.

"A writer of novels, who went to compete with the Chinese Painting Association? Isn't this fucking out of his mind?"

"Really, I've always felt that Ye Luo has that serious illness. A good host quits, and he has to learn how to write books. Now it's even more awesome, writing books can't satisfy him, right?"

"If Ye Luo didn't get punched out of the dog's head, I'd fucking wash my hair upside down live!"

"Still too young, so impulsive."

"Chairman Xu just said that the quality of the illustrations in his book is not good, and he didn't say that the writing of his book is not good. Just admit it openly and it's over. If the illustrations are not good enough, it's fine if someone else continues to do it. What kind of board does it have to be called the Chinese Painting Association? His status in the painting circle is similar to Ye Luo's status in the literary world. As for nonsense? Now it's all right, can you put yourself on the top? of."

"He's crazy!"

"Wait for Ye to be slapped in the face."

Under these comments, there are also many fans of Ye Luo maintaining Ye Luo.

The fish seller had a rebuttal hot comment, which received a high number of likes, "What do you guys know? Since my cousin is doing this, he must have his own reasons. Don't forget, at the beginning How arrogant is the Chess Association? What is the result? Besides, they are comparing Wang Wei's paintings, who knows Wang Wei better than my cousin?... It is not yet known who will win the game!"

"This wave of analysis makes sense!"

"Yeah, it's not necessarily true to paint Wang Wei's paintings."

"The Chinese Painting Association is the ceiling in the field of painting, but Ye Luo is Wang Wei's creator! One understands painting, and the other understands Wang Wei. Heh, they are evenly matched."

"As long as fish sellers don't advertise, the quality of the comments they send is very high!"

"That's what I said, but I'm still optimistic about the Chinese Painting Association. It's about painting, not writing poetry."

……

On the Internet, there are constant discussions.

There are also more and more bad-mouthing voices.

After all, for a great writer in the literary world to cross borders to compete with the Chinese Painting Association, there is little chance of winning.

At this time, two square tables had already been set up on the stage of the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala.

There are all kinds of paper, ink, pen and inkstone on the table.

(End of this chapter)