Return to the Road of God

The final judging day of the creative painting competition.

The judging hall has been cleaned up, leaving only [-] candidate works. These paintings are hung on the four walls and a temporary display board in the middle, for the visiting judging experts and teachers to score and vote.

Due to the tight working space, all the paintings that were not screened were temporarily moved to the corridor outside the exhibition hall. At this moment, it is completely opposite to the quiet and tidy hall. The temporary corridor is full of people coming and going, shouting and noisy footsteps.

"Ms. Wang, Mr. Wang!" A young assistant was holding a stack of newly received paintings, loudly looking for the person in charge of handling the paintings.

"What's the matter?" Teacher Wang was very busy

"I have received a lot of paintings, what should I do?" the assistant asked.

The creative painting competition initiated by Guan Linyun Investment and the dean of Huaxia Academy of Fine Arts has attracted widespread attention. Tens of thousands of submitted paintings have been received so far, which once caused congestion in the mailroom of the Academy of Fine Arts.Now that the screening is over, there are still some paintings that are late due to delays in the mail, but the official specifically advises that the late paintings cannot be discarded, and the responsible teacher needs to go through them to avoid missing plastic talents. Temporarily excluded from the competition.

"Really, the deadline has passed for a week..." Teacher Wang said without raising his head, "Please help me to see, if there are no good works, throw them all into the pile of paintings to be processed."

The assistant responded, opened the envelope and looked at it quickly. There were dozens of paintings, which looked very fast. He flicked through them perfunctorily. Indeed, those who are really interested in participating in the competition will not send paintings after the submission deadline over here.There are no good works in this pile, and one person actually sent a pile of A4 copy paper with a bunch of messy lines painted on it.Hehe, these kids have taken the competition for something. The people who came to judge today are all experts in the art world, and they are not fooling around casually.

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At eight o'clock in the morning, Chong Shan went to pick up Guan Lin Yun from the exhibition hall. This time, Guan Hongze was also accompanying Guan Lin Yun.

When Guan Hongze saw Chong Shan, he greeted the teacher politely, but his father's poker face seemed a little out of character.

Chong Shan: "When did you arrive in City S?"

Guan Hongze: "Last night."

Chong Shan: "Have you been in City S? There are many architectural works of art in this city. Teacher will take you for a stroll another day."

Just as they were talking, a black car slowly stopped beside them. The three of them looked sideways and saw the driver in the car respectfully open the door for the people in the back seat. At the same time, the other side door of the back row also opened, and a A boy who was as old as Guan Hongze.

The driver helped an old man over eighty years old, and the young man came around and stood beside the old man. Chong Shan took a closer look and exclaimed, "Mr. Fu!"

The one who got out of the car was Fu Ran, the father of Fu Rongguo, the current dean of Huaxia Academy of Fine Arts!

The Fu family is a well-known painting and fragrance family, and the ancestors have produced a large number of talents, which have survived for a hundred years.Fu Ran was a master of ink painting in the Republic of China. His son Fu Rongguo studied abroad in the early years. After returning to China, he founded the Huaxia Academy of Fine Arts and established the Department of Chinese Painting for his father. Fu Ran taught in the Department of Chinese Painting for more than 72 years and had countless students. He did not retire until he was [-] years old. He is an absolute heavyweight in the art world.

Seeing this person, even Guan Linyun bowed his head and called senior. After hearing Guan Linyun's self-introduction, the old man nodded with a smile, without putting on airs at all. He took the hand of the young man beside him and said, "Call Guan Uncle!" .”

The Fu family and the Guan family had a deep friendship in the early days, until Guan Linyun's father's generation still had an intersection, but the official family had bad luck back then and was almost overwhelmed by history.It was an era of prudence and self-preservation, and everyone was too busy to take care of themselves. After the Fu family was oppressed, the whole family moved to S city. The two families were one south and one north, and almost lost contact. Now that the official family has risen again, Fu Ran is very happy to see the younger generation.

The young man was handsome, and he smiled and called "Uncle Guan", and Fu Ran said, "This is my little grandson, Ting Xin."

Chong Shan: "Is it Dean Fu's...?" Fu Rongguo is nearly 60 years old, and his son is supposed to be in his [-]s or [-]s. This child looks like Fu Ran's grandson!

"No," Fu Ran said with a smile, "This is Fu Xian's son."

It is said that Fu Ran has two sons under his knees, but most of you in the art world have only heard of Fu Rongguo's name.

"Ah!" A well-dressed young artist beside him exclaimed, "It turns out that Mr. Fu Xian is Lingzi!"

Everyone looked at him, and the man explained: "Fu Xian is a very good architect. He just received his education in country A since he was a child, and has been active overseas since then, so everyone doesn't know much about it..."

Fu Ran interrupted him and said, "Children's talents are shallow, so it's not worth mentioning."

The young man immediately kept silent, but he couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes.

The people around complimented: "Mr. Fu is well educated, and the Fu family is full of talents!"

Fu Ran changed the subject, looked at the young man beside Guan Linyun, and asked with a smile, "Is this Mr. Ling?"

Before Guan Linyun could answer, Guan Hongze stepped forward and called "Grandpa Fu" respectfully, then extended his hand to Fu Tingxin, who was the same age, and introduced himself, "Guan Hongze."

The old man praised: "Sure enough, he is also a good-looking talent. He seems to be about the same age as Ting Xin? You can make a friend and communicate more in the future."

The two juniors exchanged glances, implying private communication.

Some of the old professors in the school were students of Fu Ran. They were very excited when they saw their mentors coming. The review meeting almost became the scene of the teacher-student meeting of Huaxia Academy of Fine Arts.Even though the old man was in high spirits, he couldn't stand the long toss, so he had to wave his hand to send everyone away: "Rong Guo can't get out today, Xiao Sun brought me to see the excitement, everyone should do what you want, don't get stuck here. "

After hearing the words, everyone made way for Fu Ran to enter the hall, and then other teachers filed in.

The evaluation experts began to look at and comment on the paintings. Fu Ran came here on behalf of Fu Rongguo, so he naturally had the right to evaluate. In other words, the person who has the most right to speak here may be the master of traditional Chinese painting.

"There are talented people from generation to generation!" Fu Ran sighed while watching.

Fu Tingxin quietly accompanied him, and occasionally glanced at Guan Linyun and his son who were staying with Chong Shan on the other side. He saw that they were watching very fast, but he was watching extremely slowly because of Fu Ran's speed.In fact, the paintings on the wall make Fu Tingxin feel boring. He comes from a family of artists, whether it is the genes of his ancestors or the influence of the environment, he has an advantage. He is the best among his peers at a young age.

At the beginning, Fu Tingxin accompanied his grandfather with great curiosity, but he was a little disappointed that there were not many paintings in the whole hall that caught his eyes.However, people who study painting are more patient than ordinary people. Even if Fu Tingxin is absent-minded, he will be patient, but there is someone beside him who said: "Tingxin can look around by himself, I'll just stay with Senior Fu."

The person who said this was Liang Yunqing. He was not a student of Fu Ran, but a student of Fu Rongguo, Fu Ran's son. After hearing this, Fu Tingxin looked at his grandfather with a proving face, waiting for approval.

Fu Ran: "Go."

Fu Tingxin said, "I'll go around and come find you later."

Fu Ran: "Okay."

After he left, the old man sighed slowly: "It's a young man after all."

Liang Yunqing said with a smile: "Let the young people play with young people. If you are too calm, you will appear lifeless."

Fu Ran: "Yes, hehe..."

Guan Linyun and the others had already looked around and were deciding which one to be No.1. When Fu Tingxin came over, he patted Guan Hongze's arm and said with a smile, "Hey~"

Guan Hongze turned his head, seeing that it was Fu Tingxin, he couldn't help but smiled slightly: "Hello."

Fu Tingxin asked: "Have you finished watching?"

Guan Hongze: "Well, what about you?"

"Scanned around." Fu Tingxin shrugged, meaning there was nothing to see.

"Really?" Guan Hongze said, "There are some good ones."

Fu Tingxin: "Huh? Which ones, show me."

Guan Hongze showed him a few paintings, including the "Dream": "Both my father and Mr. Chong said that this painting has the greatest possibility of winning the first place."

Fu Tingxin glanced at it and said, "Is there anything special? This painting only reminds me of Picasso's "Dream.""

Guan Hongze: "It's different. If the celebrity effect is not considered, I think modern people will like this sketch. It is more realistic and vivid, and it is closer to the current way of painting."

Fu Tingxin seemed to realize something: "Is that so..."

"There's another one that's not bad, follow me." Guan Hongze led Fu Tingxin to the other side of the hall, Chong Shan looked at him from a distance, and said to Guan Lin Yun: "Hongze's vision is getting more and more accurate. "

Guan Linyun frowned, and returned to the topic: "Do you have any information about this child?"

Chong Shan was silent for a few seconds, and said, "Not yet, but we can contact you later."

Guan Linyun nodded: "It can be cultivated."

Guan Hongze took Fu Tingxin to see a few paintings that they thought were good before. Fu Tingxin was not interested at first, but under Guan Hongze's lead, he gradually began to express his views, and the chat was very speculative for a while.

"Hey, let's see this!" Fu Tingxin suddenly caught a glimpse of a work and greeted Guan Hongze.

In front of me is a pen and watercolor painting called "Winter Day". A teenager is lying on the withered grass in winter, using a paintbrush to describe the "sky". The perspective angle from the end of the brush to the ground is extremely accurate, and the pen lines of the boy's body proportions and facial expressions are very skillful.

"I didn't realize it just now, but the painting skills of this painting are amazing, and the color matching is also perfect!" Fu Tingxin commented.But if he shot it himself, he would not lose to the opponent, he thought.

"Well, but did you notice that this painting feels different from the ones we saw just now." Guan Hongze said.

Fu Tingxin: "Huh? Is there any?"

Guan Hongze: "Those paintings just now have a sense of connection."

Fu Tingxin: "What connection?"

Guan Hongze: "For example, it's like the students brought out by a teacher. These students have some similar styles."

Fu Tingxin rubbed his chin: "It's true once you say it, let's go back and have a look." The two of them looked at the works again, and they picked out some similar details.

"You are amazing." Fu Tingxin admired, "Can you draw? How are you doing?"

Guan Hongze said modestly: "I don't know how to draw, and painting is very average."

Fu Tingxin was surprised: "Then how can you read paintings?"

Guan Hongze said: "Because what I learned is to read pictures."

Fu Tingxin: "Huh? Can you still learn this?"

Guan Hongze: "Well, what I want to do is to discover artists."

The author has something to say: In order to prevent the confusion of the relationship between the characters, write a relationship between the characters of the Fu family: Fu Ran (a master of ink painting in the Republic of China) - the eldest son Fu Rongguo (master of oil painting, now the dean of Huaxia Academy of Fine Arts), the youngest son Fu Xian (architectural design master) Teacher, son Fu Tingxin)