Top-notch Master Masquerading As Cannon Fodder Female Companion

"You said that the color restored by the photo is still different from the original painting. Then we took the photo and went back to study, is it still useful?"

The companion was stagnant, thinking for a while, and then said, "Even if the colors are different, we can still study the details of the paintings inside."

"Right."

"What are you looking at?" Wei Zhiqian looked around when he saw Tan Mo, as if looking for someone.

"I'm looking to see if there are any older people who look like literati artists, maybe people from the Calligraphy and Painting Association, who came here to try to break the scene." Tan Mo whispered.

While talking, I kept watching.

Wei Zhiqian has not used his abilities so far.

Hearing Tanmo mentioned it, he moved his ears and said, "I'll pay attention to it. If it is the people from the Calligraphy and Painting Association who come to hit the scene, there will definitely be relevant discussions."

"Yes, I almost forgot about your ability." Tan Mo was relieved now.

However, there is nothing else to do for the time being anyway, and Tan Mo still observes the people watching paintings in this exhibition area.

It really locked a few suspicious targets.

There are five people who have always been together, never separated.

Three men and two women.

A man wearing a peaked cap, looking at the painting with his back.

A man in a black coat was raising his finger and drawing and saying something.

There is also a man wearing a down jacket with his hands behind him, looking up at the painting.

The other two women, one with their hair crossed and the other with a low ponytail, were talking about something.

The five people looked about the same age, all in their 40s.

The expressions are very serious.

Tan Mo was watching, and Wei Zhiqian's voice came in his ear, "See those five people over there? Three men and two women, all in their 40s. I listened to their conversations, and it seemed like a calligraphy and painting association. People. While they are discussing it, they are trying to provoke the meaning of their paintings."

"Coincidentally, it was them that I suspected just now," Tan Mo said.

"Huh?" Wei Zhiqian lowered his head, his eyes curled with a smile.

He encircled Tanmo's waist and said with a smile: "We two have such a tacit understanding, even the goals of doubters are the same."

"However, I can hear their conversation, how did you see it?" Wei Zhiqian asked curiously.

"Look at their expressions." Tan Mo said, "When I watch other people look at paintings, there are discussions and careful observations. But careful observations are obviously different from the manner in which they want to be prickly. These people It was observed with a critical attitude. Even if it is not a member of the Calligraphy and Painting Association, at least it does not come with kindness."

Wei Zhiqian nodded, "Let's see what they plan to do first. It's easy to say if you have a goal, just stare at them."

"Yeah." Tan Mo and Wei Zhiqian noticed the five people.

At this time, a teacher came with a team of students.

"Come on, let's take a look at the middle picture first." The teacher walking in the front said with a headset.

Her students also wear headsets on their ears.

As long as their team does not travel too far and stays together, they can communicate through headsets.

In this way, it is possible to prevent the teacher from talking loudly or holding microphones and loudspeakers, etc., to disturb other people in order to make the students hear them.

The teacher used a headset to speak softly, and the students could hear it.

If students have problems, they can also provide timely feedback to the teacher through the headset.

"Everyone should have studied this painting through the opening song of "Broken Continent" and the original picture photos published on Weibo. We also talked about this painting in a class." Teacher Said, "Now, we can finally see the original painting."

"I won't express my opinion yet, let's observe the original painting for yourself, what's your own thoughts?" the teacher said.

"I found that the color of the distant mountain is lighter than in the photo. The color at the foot of the nearby mountain, originally from the photo, I thought it was a cyan close to black, but now when I see the original painting, I feel very different. This cyan, although the same is Close to black, but not as heavy as navy blue, but not as green as dark cyan. It seems to be a color between navy, ink and indigo. It is very subtle." A student said.

"Not bad." The teacher nodded appreciatively. "The observation is very detailed."

"From this original painting, I can feel the wind." Another student said, "Master Tan seems to have painted the wind. But how did he paint it? Is it the color of the wind?"

"Master Tan is too powerful. It is much more shocking than the original photo on Weibo. I really want to take a magnifying glass and take a closer look." A boy sighed in disappointment, "But it can't be achieved."

The teacher smiled. As soon as he was about to speak, a stern voice came in.

"Just talk as much as you want, and you deserve to be called a master?" The middle-aged man wearing a peaked cap sneered coldly when he heard what they were saying.

"As long as the painting is good and the level is up, you can be called a master." A student retorted, "Talking about the level of a master, why can't you be called a master?"

"Do you know that he is at the level?" The man sneered, "You are just a student. You have just learned some fur, so you can judge his level?"

The man sneered and said, "I can tell and paint the color of the wind."

"When I heard this, I knew how layman who said it was and didn't understand anything!" The middle-aged man said mercilessly.

These children are all 13 or 14 years old, and some are even younger.

Hearing what the middle-aged man said, the girl who had said this before turned flushed, and she was about to cry in embarrassment.

The teacher hurriedly stood in front of the students and said, “You’re right. These students are still young, and they haven’t just started for a long time. They have only been studying painting for two or three years. Even painters for decades. However, although their experience is inadequate, they still have aesthetics. They can see the quality of the paintings, and they try their best to observe the details."

"You may have more than ten years or even decades of experience in painting, or you are appreciating everyone, but there is really no need to belittle a child who has only learned painting for a few years." The teacher said coldly, "Who didn't come from this stage? Yes? Compared with these children, do you seem to be able to bear it?"

The middle-aged man was very ugly by the teacher's face.

He kept his face cold and forced a sophistry, "What are you doing with me indiscriminately? What have I degraded? Have I degraded them?"

"I'm just saying that since they have just started to learn, and they don't have enough appreciation skills, they don't have to talk about calling them masters!" said the middle-aged man.