Meng Fu was calmer than her. He only looked at the chairman, thought about it, and then took a step forward, "Draw two of them."
Zhao Fan trembled after seeing Meng Fu really picked up the pen, as if he was about to paint.
Does she dare to be the face of this person?
Meng Fu only squeezed the brush and drew two thick inks. Her painting has always been casual, and now it is this time, her style of painting is more casual, and she drew a dry well with moss beside it.
In the whole process, only different shades of ink were used to mark the color, but three pens were changed.
The brush is seen in ink, the bone is seen in color.
This painting by Meng Fu is simple and not too complicated, so it didn't take long.
Chairman was standing next to her, Zhao Fandu was nervous and sweaty, but she swayed freely, as if she didn't see the slightest nervousness.
When she wrote, the president was watching. From the time Meng Fu and the others came in, the president's face had always been calm, and there was a little solemnity that people could not see.
After Meng Fu wrote down, the expression on his face was obviously shocked, the calmness on his face also tore a little button, and a hint of surprise appeared in the eyes as deep as Gutan.
When Meng Fu was halfway through the painting, the staff with pen and ink next to the president was also dumbfounded.
Half can see something, vigor, use of ink and color, and a person's skills and talents.
Meng Fus age was the golden age of the Art Association. People at the age of the Art Association have just begun painting. The age of twenty to thirty is a rapid development.
So the World Youth Championship only requires young people under the age of twenty.
Half an hour later, Meng Fu's dry well moss was finally finished, only occupying the rice paper near the bottom right corner.
Looking at its vigor, it is similar to the image of the old man with dead wood.
Chairman looked at the two paintings for a long while before he finally breathed a sigh of relief and raised his head to look at Meng Fu: "I heard that you have been studying painting for less than a year?"
"I have been watching Taoist paintings on the mountain since I was a child, and my ears have been touched by my eyes." Meng Fu put down his paintbrush casually.
President nodded, he looked at Meng Fu, his eyes became much gentler, "Then you would like to join the Painting Association?"
As he said, he asked people to pour tea for Meng Fu and Zhao Fan.
The two of you glanced at me, and Zhao Fan, who took the tea from the staff by his side, was completely speechless, just staring at Meng Fu in a daze.
"You don't want it for the time being," the president smiled. He took out a wooden sign and handed it to Meng Fu. "This is my token. With this wooden sign, you can enter the museum of the National Painting Association at will. Feel free to listen to the class. If you have an idea, you can find me again."
Meng Fu took the wooden sign.
The wooden sign is brown, and the word "Ouyang" is faintly printed on it.
Next to , there are verbose patterns.
"Can these two paintings stay in the Art Association?" The president looked at the painting that had just been painted.
Compared to Master, this person is really more discerning. Meng Fu touched his nose, "Yes."
The president asked people to dry the paintings and put them away, and then laughed: "We will keep the paintings on the third floor of the General Association Library. Do you have a seal? Leave a seal."
"No, that's it." Meng Fu squeezed his wrist.
President smiled, and he didn't have to worry about the matter, and personally sent Meng Fu downstairs.
Waiting out of the Painting Association, Zhao Fan took the car key and opened the door. She turned her head suddenly and looked at Meng Fu, not knowing what to say: "Why do you still paint?"
Meng Fu leaned on the back of his chair, put his arm on the car window casually, raised his eyes lazily, and glanced at Zhao Fan: "This is not good at painting, it's a far cry."
"The president of the general association personally invited you to join the painting association. Is this far too short?" Zhao Fan pressed the steering wheel with one hand, and he was a little uncomfortable at the moment. "This is the president of the general painting association. I didn't expect it. I can still see him..."
Zhao Fan thumped the steering wheel, and remembered something, "You should have agreed to join the Art Association just now. The Art Association is second only to the Xiang Association. If you join the Art Association, there will be fewer black spots on the Internet..."
"What do you think about you," Meng Fu scolded her with a smile, "I still have debts on my back."
Think about the upcoming live broadcast, Zhao Fan grabbed the words to his lips.
She just looked at Meng Fu in a peculiar way. If she changes to another star, today Meng Fu will go to the Art Association for a hot search, talk to the president for a hot search, the content of the painting is a hot search, and the wooden sign is a hot search...
You can go to Mengfu...
Nothing.
**
Soon, Meng Fus variety show is coming.
Zhao Fan was talking to Meng Fu about the variety shows script, "This is a show that combines leisure and tasks. Because its a live broadcast, the program group is also afraid of accidents. Each issue focuses on different guests. The first issue It was at Shengjun's house. The main event of the first phase was arranged by Shengjun. It was broadcast live on the Tianhe app, with official footage and sub-cameras of the four of you."
Meng Fu made an "OK" gesture to express understanding.
"Brother Cheng is also during the live broadcast. If you encounter any trouble, remember to gesture to Brother Cheng." Zhao Fan still explained.
This live show, Zhao Fan was worried that it would not work before he came.
All the way to Sheng Juns house.
Shengjuns house is a small villa in the suburbs, with its own garden and yard. At the door, the car stopped and signaled Meng Fu to get off the car alone.
"Meng Fu, you must remember that this is a live broadcast, and your words and deeds will be magnified on the screen." Zhao Fan whispered again.
Su Cheng wore a mask and a peaked cap, followed the staff from a distance, and glanced at her.
Inside the house.
Li Qingning and Sheng Jun Che Shao are both here.
The three of them are known by the official announcement, and there are internal news, so it is not surprising.
Meng Fu talked about doing a good job at work. Except for Zhao Fan and Tang Ze, even the fans didnt know that she was coming to this variety show.
The three people are all important figures in the circle.
After all, Li Qingning was invited by the program team, regardless of the trivialities, he always played openly. Seeing that the last guest hadnt arrived, he couldnt help but poke his head outside the door: "Who is the last guest? Is it clear?"
Shengjun is wearing home clothes. She has a very hearty personality and seems to be able to get along with anyone. "I don't know who it is? I look forward to it. I want to have another handsome guy like Che Shao, right? Che Shao, right?"
Suddenly by cue, Che Shao was studying the teapot on the table. He seemed to smile when he heard the words, but did not speak.
Look at the silly little brother, so cute!
Woo woo woo is still the most handsome brother!
Sheng Jun is so ridiculous to me
[In front of Sheng Junsheng, you should converge a little bit and pick up your lady's side hahahaha]
I wish the last guest was Yi Tong!
What do you think, Yi Tong will come to participate in this variety show?
Who is the last guest! My curiosity, the dog show group is the same dog as always!
The show starts on time at 8 o'clock, and by now there are seven million people online.
Li Qingning looked at the camera seriously and complained: "I dont know who was the last hapless person who was pitted by the director. Lets look forward to it."
Che Shao reminded, "Mr. Li, live."
"Pinch off the above paragraph, let's start again." Li Qingning smiled again.
As he said, the camera inside the house had already captured the face of the woman who opened the door of the cabin.
Crazy again on the barrage.
Who is this?
Meng Fu? She dare to accept this kind of variety show? !
Ahhhhh, sister! ! !
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Why there is no news at all! The future of Brother Fu can be expected! !
Sister, what sister, wait for your family to be set up, lets take a big fan!
How can she be on this show?
I have been looking forward to it for a long time, at least to give an artist Sheng Jun a grade, the result is her? Vomit blood!
I'm afraid I can't keep up with the times. I don't know who this person is. Let me give me some popular science.
Meng Fu, the champion of "Best Idol", a very popular person recently. This is a celebrity's daily show. Why do you invite her to come? What will she do? As a vase? I laughed so hard, I don't understand that the best idol made a high school dropout the first. Even if the program team is to create a topic, there is no need to invite her, a good program will be ruined by her alone.
There was a heated discussion on the barrage. On the live page, the faceless director had already spoken with a megaphone.
"The four guests have arrived. Now we are starting to broadcast the program normally. This issue is completely in accordance with the daily process of Teacher Sheng. The first stop is to go to the art association for class. You heard it right, it is the art association