Literary Girls Nurturing Program

Weng Shu stood on the stage as the award presenter, and of course he saw Wang Jia who was waiting.

But what he is presenting now is only the Bronze Award, and he doesn't know if Wang Jia can get the honor of "Wu Daozi".

In fact, on this awards stage, not only the people waiting in the audience will be nervous, but even award presenters like them will also be nervous.Especially when my juniors are sitting in the audience, I look forward to them winning the award, but also fear that they will be disappointed if they don't win the award after being nominated. Such an uneasy heart is even more nervous than being nominated.

Opening the letter and seeing the name on the card clearly, Weng Shu read out the boy's name with a decent smile.

The boy's masterpiece began to be displayed on the big screen in an instant, first a panoramic shot, and then a partial close-up, showing the almost impeccable beauty of this painting.On the small screen, the camera also caught up with the boy. He was hugging his relatives with an excited smile on his face.

Weng Shu is not surprised that Wang Jia is not a bronze medalist. Wang Jia is a strong contender for the gold or silver medal. Weng Shu himself is full of praise for the painting she drew, especially the one left on it. The verses complement each other and can be called perfect.

That is to see how good other people are. As long as the competitors are not so scary this time, Wang Jia has a great chance of winning.

The boy had already passed through the crowd and came here. Weng Shu found that two other hosts had also come up. Four people stood on the stage. The host raised the topic and asked the boy to interact with Weng Shu. Simple Some basics about Chinese painting are explained, and then it's time for the rewards.

Weng Shu smiled and handed the trophy and certificate of honor to the boy in front of him, and encouraged him a few words.

Under the light, the boy's face was pale, but the smile on his face was so vivid, and he looked very confident.It is like a sunflower blooming under the scorching sun, so full of vigor and vitality.Such a smile can easily infect his enthusiasm - this is his moment of success, and he is certainly entitled to smile like this.

Weng Shu silently praised the boy's smile in his heart. He left the stage and gave the place to the young man.

When Weng Shu left the center of the stage, the young boy began to give a speech.Although he stuttered in his speech, and even made a few jokes with inappropriate language, it was harmless.At least his innocent performance made all the audience smile.

Seeing that the boy had finished speaking, the host came up to say a few jokes, and asked the boy and Weng Shu to leave the stage to sit down, and then they invited a second award presenter.

When Weng Shu saw his old rival Feng Leyin walking up to the stage, the corners of his eyes twitched, but he returned to his seat without stopping.

His seat was too far in front, and Weng Shu had to turn back if he wanted to see Wang Jia, and he might not be able to see clearly.Weng Shu also gave up this idea.

When talking with the big disciples around him, Weng Shu was still thinking about Wang Jia calling himself as soon as he received the invitation letter. He was very useful and very happy.

The first thing my disciples can think of is me, no matter which teacher will be happy in my heart.

However, he also got the invitation letter, and Weng Shu also thought that Wang Jia might need to attend some occasions with Yuan Jiaduo, so he didn't want or need to compete for this spot.

In an open atmosphere, although it is inevitable that some people do not agree with such emotions, people live to make themselves happy.Whether Wang Jia chose a man or a woman as her partner is her own choice. As long as she doesn't regret it, outsiders like them have no room to comment.

Yuan Jia was a good child, and it was actually very good for Wang Jia to choose this girl.Weng Shu has always felt that the two children have complementary personalities, and they are like two sides of a coin.A person is beautiful, but the light that can bloom when two people are together is even more beautiful.

Perhaps it is for this reason that they chose each other.

In fact, being able to choose the person you love the most in this life to spend the rest of your life with is the luckiest thing.

Thinking of his wife, Weng Shu softened his brows and eyes.

Feng Leyin had already finished his dry testimonials and read out the name of the painter who won the silver medal—Weng Shu was listening to hear if it was Wang Jia’s name—unfortunately, the name Feng Leyin read out was the same as "Wang Jia" eight times. The pole couldn't hit it.

Feeling lucky, lost and worried, Weng Shu couldn't help but lament that he was getting old.

You must know that when the eldest disciple came to compete for this award, he was very calm.Now it was Xiao Wang Jia, a close disciple, and he couldn't calm down anymore.

In fact, it's not just Weng Shu who is nervous, Wang Jia is also nervous.

After all, this was the first time she participated in a high-profile awards ceremony in her own capacity. Although there was no empress watching the ceremony, there was the emperor's daughter.

Wang Jia thinks that the awards he has the chance to win are the bronze or silver awards, but he doesn't have these two awards, so he doesn't have to think about the gold award.

Since she hadn't even thought about the gold medal, Wang Jia didn't have any expectations. She relaxed completely, talking and laughing with Yuan Jia.

Yuan Jia also felt that Wang Jia was not nervous anymore—although Wang Jia said that she was not looking forward to it, how could she not look forward to it if she was shortlisted?Anticipation makes you feel nervous about the awards.But now that the gold medal is about to be awarded, Wang Jia is not nervous, which shows that Wang Jia is not confident that he can win the gold medal.

This is different from Yuan Jia, Yuan Jia believes that Wang Jia deserves the best.So she is looking forward to the awarding of the gold award even more, especially this time the honored guest of the award is Mr. Qiao Yu, the current chief court painter of the royal family. It is because of this artist that the three princesses came here to watch the ceremony.

Wang Jia thought that he didn't put enough energy into painting, but in Yuan Jia's view, Wang Jia really sweated too much for painting.It was Wang Jia who was too harsh and strict with himself, that's why he felt that he was not enough for the gold medal.

Yuan Jia held Wang Jia's hand tightly, waiting for Mr. Qiao Yu's appearance.

"I'm Qiao Yu. Everyone in the audience may or may not know me. But it doesn't matter whether you know me or not. The important thing is that I can stand here today to present the gold medal winner of Wu Daozi's traditional Chinese painting.

"It's a good job, so I'm here almost every time. Everyone knows that the reincarnation of Wu Daozi's awards is uncertain. The last time I stood here to talk to you was 13 years ago.

"I didn't expect that I would be able to wait for Wu Daozi in my lifetime, let alone that I could be an award presenter to support the younger generation.

"Every time I see an outstanding junior, I feel very happy. So without further ado, let's take a look at who the gold medal winner is this time..."

Qiao Yu's elderly body looked thin and lonely standing on the stage, but the old man was still very energetic.

He opened the letter, saw the name on the card, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I am not the judge of the painting competition this time, but I trust the aesthetics of every judge. Just as I believe that the aesthetic standards of everyone here are the same...so , the gold medal winner this time, I think everyone can see the magnificence of her works—she is Wang Jia."

Although Qiao Yu was not a judge, he could remember the works of each finalist, and he could even equate the author's name with the work.He himself has scored every work, and each painting is highly completed and creative, but in the end, out of the five absolute high scores in his mind, two have already received awards, that is, When Wang Jia didn't show up for a long time, Qiao Yu had a premonition.

When the camera caught up with Wang Jia, Wang Jia hadn't realized it yet. She had just talked to Yuan Jia, and her image and her painting appeared on the big screen...

She saw that painting, not any painting she thought, it only existed in her dream, she thought she was drawing something in her dream when she was dreaming, but at this moment it appeared on the big screen to wake her up suddenly.

The painting on the big screen, surrounded by clouds and mist, is distorted and magnificent, like the moment when the galaxy is broken, or like the moment when the dawn breaks.

It makes people feel cold, but also makes people feel bright and warm. The scorching heat almost scalds the entire field of vision.

Every star is falling and seems to be rising.

The picture is strangely distorted, shadow and light are intertwined to form two fuzzy human faces - like the intimacy of twins who are entangled without distinction, and the indifference of strangers who are so distinct.

Contradictory and harmonious.

Ink painting has reached such a state, and it is indeed the veritable number one in this competition.

Wang Jia also doesn't remember how she painted it. In the world of black and white, she has no impression of such an intertwined effect.

Wang Jia is not sure when he painted this painting.But it should have been drawn during the period when she and Yuan Jia were arguing together.

Seeing this painting, Wang Jia couldn't believe it was painted by himself.

Yuan Jia pushed Wang Jia and reminded Wang Jia to go to the stage.

Wang Jia watched the picture on the big screen, and she walked onto the stage in a daze, as if she had fallen into a dream again.

Qiao Yu chatted with Wang Jia naturally, and then agreed to have a good chat at the dinner party, and then gave Wang Jia the trophy and certificate.

There was thunderous applause at the scene.

The host asked Wang Jia to start his speech, but Wang Jia suddenly couldn't think of anything to say.

She looked at the dark auditorium, clenched her trophy tightly in her right hand, and casually held the certificate in her left hand. Her eyes shone with starlight under the light, and then she looked at Weng Shu and Yuan Jia, and she said: "I Surprised I got this award, maybe someone knows what I do... Yes, I'm a book writer. I've written a few books and gotten some recognition and a lot of criticism. I've always felt like I didn't work hard enough in painting, so sitting here seems to be competing with everyone on the same stage, but I always feel that I am worthy of it.

"Before I saw my shortlisted works, I didn't put my mind on the awards ceremony at all. I didn't even have the slightest expectation...but I didn't expect..." Wang Jia pouted a wry smile and shook his hands, " I actually don’t remember drawing such a picture. For a while, I was in a daze. I didn’t know what I was doing. I only knew that I was still doing what I had to do every day, purely to complete my work step by step. Plans. Whether it’s reading, practicing calligraphy, or painting... none of them left any traces in my heart.”

"It's amazing! Art is the expression of people's hearts. Painting is even more so. I really believe it now." Wang Jia felt a little incoherent, and she looked around with stars shining in her eyes. "To win this award, Although it was beyond my expectation, I would still like to thank my mentor Mr. Weng Shu. If it wasn’t for him, I don’t know that I can still paint. Standing here allows me to draw such a picture The goddess of inspiration for the painting is my girlfriend Yuan Jia. Without her, I wouldn’t have such an abnormal moment, and I wouldn’t be able to draw such a work. Until now, I feel that it only exists in my dreams... …Thank you so much! Thank you everyone!”

She said, bowing deeply.

When the host was about to exchange some pleasantries with Wang Jia, Wang Jia waved his hand and walked off the awards platform, walking towards Yuan Jia who was deep in the crowd.

At the end of the award ceremony that day, the camera permanently recorded the scene of the two girls hugging each other tightly.

The author has something to say: I don’t sleep until I finish writing

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