On the other side, Qin Sheng had a headache when she saw the people surrounding her.
Fu Hanchuan held Qin Sheng in his arms and protected him out of the encirclement. Those people saw this and did not go up again.
They did not think there was anything wrong with Qin Sheng's behavior. It was probably because Qin Sheng had been hiding her identity all this time and was used to aloofness, so they were also used to it.
It was understandable for geniuses to be a little arrogant.
There were more than a thousand paintings in the art exhibition. Qin Sheng looked at them one by one and only stopped when she saw a painting that she was interested in.
Fu Hanchuan was not interested in paintings.
He accompanied Qin Sheng the entire time, but he did not show any signs of impatience.
His eyes were fixed on Qin Sheng. To Fu Hanchuan, just looking at Qin Sheng was enough.Very soon, Qin Sheng arrived in front of the painting. Beside, Qin Churou was standing there.
Qin Sheng frowned and looked at the painting beside her. Indeed, the name in the corner was Qin Churou.
Qin Churou also noticed Qin Sheng.
She sneered. "Qin Sheng, I can't believe we're really fated to have our paintings together. However, even a famous artist like you can't compare to an invisible person like me."
Qin Churou had spent a few months on her painting. She felt that hers was better, while Qin Sheng's painting was a scene of an ordinary village life in ancient times. It was too ordinary.
Qin Churou felt that Qin Sheng's painting could not compare to hers.
Qin Sheng looked at Qin Churou's painting and smiled without saying a word.
Qin Churou's painting was mainly of two elderly people holding each other as they walked on the road. The picture was very harmonious, but Qin Churou's painting placed too much emphasis on technique and neglected feelings.
Qin Sheng retracted her gaze. She thought that in the eyes of these painters, Qin Churou's painting would not catch their eye.At this moment, a professional came to the side and introduced Qin Churou's painting. Many people gathered around.
"This painting was painted by Qin Churou. She's 18 years old this year and she's Qi Wenshi's student."
Some people nodded their heads. "To be able to draw such a painting at the age of 18, she is indeed not bad. She has talent. I think that if she perseveres, her future achievements will not be little."
"Qi Wenshi, you've got a good student."action
"The painting is indeed good, but I always feel that her painting is too superficial. This painting, I think, is worth at most 500,000."
"Although she's not good at painting, she's still young. With some polishing, she'll be able to do it."
Qin Churou could not help but smile when she heard their praises. She looked at Qin Sheng smugly.
Qin Sheng only smiled back at Qin churou.
Very soon, someone noticed Qin Sheng's painting. "This painting is really not bad. Which senior's painting is this? The strokes are steady, and the characters in it have their own characteristics. The tranquility of village life is well displayed. Just looking at it can easily make people feel calm. Whether it's the technique or the feelings, this painting is impeccable. I'm afraid there are very few people who can draw such an excellent painting nowadays."
He looked down and frowned. "Sheng?"
The man's name was Ren Kun. He had been living abroad and was also a well-known artist. He was not clear about the situation of the domestic painting industry.
Another artist heard this and explained, "If it's Sheng's work, then it's not surprising. She's indeed very outstanding and there's nothing to pick on in terms of painting. There's one thing that everyone is lacking in. All of her paintings are very emotional and can convey her emotions to the people who are looking at them."
This evaluation was undoubtedly very high.