Indulge in fire at the apex of Lord Shen

The place where the Painting Federation held the competition was two side halls of a relatively large convention and exhibition center in Beicheng.

When the teacher brought Shen Lu over, seeing her looking at the exhibition center curiously, he smiled and said, "The builder of this exhibition center is an architect of our Painting Federation."

"so beautiful."

The main color of the exhibition center is mainly silver-steel color. It is not a square design of the whole building, but a smooth and winding design. From a distance, it looks like a cloud. From all angles, the shape is also different. totally different.

Shen Lu was surprised to find that the glass in the exhibition center was all diamond-shaped, and Shen Lu had seen similar buildings in those art appreciation books brought to her by Shen Boxing.

But foreign.

"How about it? Do you want to study architecture in the future?" The teacher thought she was very interested in this. "Being an architect in the future is also a very good choice."

Shen Lu didn't know what kind of career she would choose in the future, she just looked at the exhibition center, which was very beautiful, but she didn't feel the throbbing in her heart when she touched the painting.

The two were talking and soon arrived at the side hall held by the Beicheng Painting Federation.

After the two square side halls were designed, they were divided into several parts, forming an S shape as a whole, with the name of each exhibition area marked on it, Chinese painting area, oil painting area, watercolor... and so on. There are many, and the occupations of the members themselves are also different, so there are several other exhibitions.

Shen Lu was led by the teacher to find Old Yan first.

Old Yan is the honorary president of the Painting Federation, and she will definitely worship him as her teacher in the future, so naturally she has to see Old Yan when she is here.

When seeing Old Yan, Shen Lu found that there were many people around him, old and young, admiring in front of the paintings.

"Old Yan."

"Little Jing, you are here."

Jing Jilin smiled and nodded, "Old Yan, have you been here for a long time?"

Old Yan hummed, and looked at the little girl next to Jing Jilin again.

He had been thinking about Shen Lu all the time, knowing that Jing Jilin had put her work up and passed the first round of screening, and now it is hanging somewhere in the oil painting area.

"Shen Lu, take a good look at the works here." Yan Lao looked at her with a smile, and said as if exhorting.

Shen Lu nodded obediently, knowing that Old Yan must be traveling with these people.

She is a junior, even if Old Yan intends to accept her as a disciple, now is not the time to bring her by his side.

Jing Jilin didn't leave, just watched Shen Lu walk away like a beautiful butterfly flying into a bush.

"Brother Yan, do you know that little girl?" Old Mr. Gu looked at the back of the little girl and asked Old Yan.

"A student from Yiheng Studio has some talent." Yan Lao continued to walk forward. They walked past some paintings that only had painting skills but no aura to speak of, looking for better works.

When Mr. Gu saw the little girl walking towards them just now, he almost thought it was his young wife walking towards them. Mr. Gu just glanced at the studio that day, and he felt that the little girl looked a bit like his wife. alike.

But looking at it now, there is more than a few similarities, the eyebrows and nose are almost carved out of the same mold.

Mr. Gu now has to believe that there are two people who are so similar in this world.

He raised his spirits a bit, and then asked Yan Lao, "Then she came to participate in the painting competition?"

"nature."

"Old Yan, why don't you tell us which group she is in?"

"Yes, yes, let us appreciate it too."

Old Yan smiled lightly, and pointed to the people around him, "You old people don't cultivate. I haven't seen what her works are like. How can I point them out to you?"

Shen Lu still didn't know what happened to Yan Lao, she walked past every painting in the exhibition.

The higher the group, the more powerful it is. Shen Lu was amazed, he never expected that the original painting could show so many things.

Soon, she came to a special area.

The paintings exhibited here, Shen Lu has never seen before, they look like characters popping out of an animation, but they are more exquisite than the animations children watch.

Or a majestic Qianlong, or a beauty with a large white and beautiful back, delicate eyebrows and eyes...

Shen Lu was dumbfounded. She looked at them one by one, and her heart was extremely shocked. She could be sure that these things were actually thought up by the artist himself. Maybe they came from allusions, but they can be shown so vividly with brushes...

Shen Lu stood in front of one of the works, breathing for a long time and couldn't calm down.

It was a sacrificial angel, crucified on the cross, and its wings were stained with blood. Under the stage, there were ordinary people, holding torches and waving their teeth and claws. Those people had different expressions, as if they were discussing how to kill this angel.The angel was dying, but above the angel was a demon, stretching out his hand towards her, as if whispering, and as if luring.

Shen Lu had an indescribable feeling, he just felt that his whole mood was stuck in his heart and he couldn't get up or down.

"How about this painting?" A shallow female voice sounded.

Shen Lu's thoughts were drawn away from the painting, she turned her head to look at the person who asked her about the painting, it was a girl with a very beautiful appearance and an elegant appearance.

"It's beautiful." Shen Lu's voice was a little hoarse, she swallowed a bit, and then felt a little better, she touched her chest, and murmured, "I have a strange feeling."

The girl looked at Shen Lu, couldn't help laughing, winked mischievously at her, and said, "Do you think that the angels protect the people, but these civilians want to kill it, but the one who saves it is the devil."

Shen Lu shook his head, "Look at that angel, the author of this work painted some black under the wings, although it is not obvious, but I can see it."

"Look at the devil again, its wings are black with a little white."

Shen Lu's eyes are more sensitive to color than others, as long as there is a slight difference, she can see it.

"Perhaps what the author of this painting is conveying may be that a good man who is an angel wants to dye his wings black and announce the devil disguised as an angel to the public."

After Shen Lu finished speaking, she felt that she was a bit exaggerated, maybe the author didn't mean it that way, she had a shy and shy smile on her face, "There are a thousand Hamlets in a thousand people's hearts, and this is just my own one-sided idea." Interpretation, don't take it to heart."

Looking at the girl, she saw her staring at him in astonishment.

Shen Lu was even more embarrassed.

Before he could speak, he heard the girl's surprised voice, "You may be suitable for this kind of painting, acrylic manga."

Shen Lu himself was frightened by her words, he waved his hands again and again, "I can't do it."