Professor Yang laughed and let out a bad breath. From the moment he came in until now, someone would say something bad after just a few steps. It was outrageous! "Wait, I'll show you another miracle."
Professor Yang walked to the center of the hall and clapped his hands: "Everyone! Look here! Yes, here! Are you curious about our classmate CiCi, a rising star in the dance world?"
There were buzzes of discussion around, and those who were originally muttering in low voices were now asking loudly.
Lu Zhiyuan stood in the empty room upstairs and looked at Professor Yang in the middle of the hall.
Zheng Qiu's elegant old face could hardly hold back. This crazy old man dared to make trouble at her apprenticeship banquet.
Gu Cici blinked, held his master's arm, and looked at Professor Yang.
"Today, I give you a moment to witness a miracle! Are you all curious about why Ms. Zheng Qiu only accepted classmate Gu Cici as her apprentice, but not the junior who you recommended who thought she was very powerful?"
Zheng Qiu called his eldest disciple with an ugly face: "Blow him down."
"That's because your juniors are too good! Come over here!"
Zheng Qiu held down his little apprentice's arm: "Don't go crazy with him, I'll take care of him for you."
Gu CiCi gently held the teacher's hand and said, "It's okay. Professor Yang is very measured. I'll go over and see what the professor wants to do. Senior brother, I'll go."
Professor Yang watched his future disciple walking towards him without any fear, and his back straightened even three points.
The familiarity Song Yue saw in this little girl became even stronger. Where did he feel familiar?
"Get a pen and paper and let me show you what a genius is."
"teacher……"
"Don't worry, you can do it. Here are two dancing models to give our classmates some inspiration."
Song Moshan, Song Yue, and everyone who attended the banquet today gathered over to see what he was going to do.
Gu Cici was dressed in a pink dress, holding a paintbrush and a sketchbook, looking at Professor Yang helplessly, which gave people the illusion that she doted on Professor Yang.
Zheng Qiu looked at his eldest disciple to prevent anyone from deliberately making it difficult for him to resign.
The eldest apprentice brought his dance partner forward without hesitation: "I'll do it." The two of them put on award-winning classic dance postures, lest the junior sister could not see clearly, because their hands and feet were extremely wide.
Professor Yang knocked on the cup excitedly: "Come! Come! Witness the miraculous moment! Paint skin, bones, shapes, and ideas. Let's see how our classmate Ci Ci, Ms. Qiu's little apprentice, understands this set of dance moves. We invite her
Draw it and applaud. The louder the applause, the more motivated Cici will be."
There was sparse applause.
Song Moshan didn't cooperate and was acting nonsense.
Song Yue cooperated. With such a young child and everyone present, how could a person named Yang be so confident and not afraid of overturning?
Lu Zhiyuan's eyes fell gently on Ci Ci in the middle.
Gu Cici's gaze paused on his senior brother for a moment, and then he took action.
She was very quiet when painting, like a small pine and cypress growing there, instantly abandoning the noise around her, becoming ethereal and detached.
The pen in Gu CiCi's hand represents her state of mind, her hobbies, her dreams, and the bright light in her past life.
The pen in her hand, the twig she picked up, the piece of chalk, and the stone were all her dreams.
She quickly finished drawing and writing the ancient Ci Ci), tore it off, and quickly drew a second picture. She suddenly had the urge to recreate the movements of her senior brother.
Although the idea may be immature and biased, I can't help but follow my heart.
Song Yue was the first to take the painting from Old Man Yang's hand. Even if he looked at it with his critical eye, he couldn't find anything wrong with this little girl.
Song Yue handed it over to his father unsatisfied, and his father's eyes became even more poisonous.
Song Moshan could tell at a glance that the painter had not been exposed to art in a systematic way, or that she had been exposed to art, but she did not follow the rules.
Her use of lines is very strange and messy, but she quickly integrates these lines that appear imaginatively. These seemingly wrong lines miraculously make a painting complete and complete.
This is an excellent sketch that can be used as a teaching material.
Song Moshan passed it down.
Those who read the drawings were all old people in the painting field.
Professor Yang was not nervous at all. Their young apprentice was very good at innovating and bringing out new ideas, and he was wanton and bold. He was obviously supposed to have a vulgar temperament, but the drawings did not reveal that Lord Ma was doing random things with the same eyes, and he was doing it just right.
The second piece of Ancient Ci Ci has also been painted. It is Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai in her eyes, and it is Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai dancing with the senior brother and his dance partner.
There are no butterflies, there is no broken cocoon, it is the beauty and expectation of dying passionately, it is the entangled dandelion, it is freedom, it is liberation.
If the first painting is representational art, then the second painting is appreciation art. It is a joyful, relaxed, open, and bright painting that can be seen by people regardless of whether they understand art or not. It depicts the mood of the person in the painting.
"This is good."
"How could it be different?"
"Did Senior Brother Wei look like this just now?"
Ancient Ci Ci is like a doll that has been separated from the hand of God. Without the pen, it returns to the master obediently and shyly, still a little girl.
This time, the drawings were spread to more people, including dance artists. They saw more and understood more clearly. The senior brother who had reached a bottleneck in Butterfly Lovers suddenly had a new understanding and was so excited that he pulled the master.
Ponder new inspiration.
Zheng Qiu thought he was annoying: "Your junior sister is still here, and so many people are still there!"
"Yes, yes, today is the apprenticeship banquet of junior sister. Junior sister is here, and senior brother will take you to meet other senior brothers and sisters." Enthusiasm and joy: "How did you draw it? I didn't know that what I wanted to express was so contradictory, little one.
Junior sister, I will also draw a picture for your second senior sister, she——"
"Where are you taking people?"
Senior Brother Wei quickly brought his junior sister back and failed to sneak away: "Little junior sister, what drama do you like to watch?"
Those discordant voices at the banquet seemed to have been muffled to death, and no one admitted that they had spoken.
"Teacher Zheng's new disciple is very enlightened."
"No wonder Ms. Zheng has accepted a disciple. I would have accepted her as well. Come on, Old Yang. I don't think you can make it. Old Song is a good apprentice. Let's give him the apprentice. As for the young lady's career, the latter is more interesting."