RNP Chapter 332
Chapter 332
Cezanne sincerely hoped that Bai Qianqu could stay in the painting club as an assistant teacher. She was busy preparing for a very important painting exhibition recently and really had no time and energy to manage the painting club.
Since money didn't work, let's try other methods.
For a great painter like Bai Qianqu, what method is best?
Cezanne quickly thought of a good method.
She smiled, and her voice was also somewhat bewitching: "Don't you want me to be your assistant? Okay, then how about we make a bet? Three rules, if I lose, I will be your comic assistant for a year for free, if you lose, you will also be your assistant teacher for the painting club for a year, and I will pay you the same salary, just as I said before."
Bai Qianqu was really interested: "It sounds good, how do you plan to bet?"
Cezanne said quickly: "Well, since we are all good at painting, why don't we compare paintings? We will draw lots to decide the type of painting for the competition. Choose one from sketch, oil painting, gouache, and Chinese painting. Whatever you draw, we will compete. How about it?"
Bai Qianqu thought about it for a while and agreed happily.
"Okay."
Cezanne's painting skills are indeed very high, and according to what she said, she is also an all-round painter. Judging from the painting "Card Players", her other painting skills will not be very low, otherwise she would not be so confident to bet on painting.
Bai Qianqu is also a versatile person, but he has not shown his level in other categories except sketching.
Perhaps Cezanne saw this point and made a decisive bet.
Bet that Bai Qianqu is not as good as her in other types of painting except sketching.
To be honest, there is nothing wrong with Cezanne's thinking. After all, Bai Qianqu is so young, who would have thought that he has a cheat?
Cezanne can be said to be the pinnacle of the younger generation. She has her own pride and naturally does not believe that there is a young person in the world who is stronger than her.
Even with Grexiu, she only competed with her back and forth, and ended in a draw.
Even more serious, because Grexiu is younger, her painting style is still a little immature compared to her.
In terms of painting, Cezanne is not inferior to anyone.
Bai Qianqu did not think that he would win. In fact, his thoughts were relatively simple.
If he won, he could get a tool for free. If he lost, he would not lose. Although he had to be an assistant for a year, he could also choose assistants more conveniently.
It's a win-win situation, so let's make a bet.
Seeing Bai Qianqu agree, Cezanne nodded: "Okay, Kavi will write a few notes for me, and we will draw the competition method."
"Okay!"
Kavi was excited when Bai Qianqu agreed.
He hadn't seen Cezanne compete with others in painting for a long time.
You know, as the president of the painting club, Cezanne is the undisputed first person of the new generation. Whether it is sketching, watercolor, oil painting or Chinese painting, he is always victorious!
And Bai Qianqu, with a stunning sketch, has become a mysterious god in everyone's eyes.
Who will win the competition between the two?
No one can predict the result.
However, everyone's heart is still more inclined to Cezanne. After all, everyone is familiar with Cezanne, so they understand her strength even more.
But then again, as a spectator, no matter what the final result is, everyone is happy to hear it.
If Cezanne loses, everyone will witness the undefeated myth of Changkong University Painting Club being broken.
It will be a good topic to talk about when going out to eat with friends in the future.
If Bai Qianqu loses, everyone will be even happier, and they can get a great teacher as an assistant teacher.
It's not a loss anyway!
Therefore, from the beginning to the end of this bet, only Cezanne is taking the risk.
But she didn't seem to notice this.
Cezanne asked: "Do you need a referee? I can ask the teacher to come."
Bai Qianqu shook her head: "No need, I believe in your vision."
Cezanne also nodded slightly.
Indeed, with her appreciation level, it is clear at a glance which of the two paintings is better.
And there are so many people watching, enough to serve as a referee.
When Kavi was preparing the note, the number of onlookers increased. Many people had just received the news and rushed over, and some people had already started to analyze it.
"I think if the drawing is sketching, the master and the president may have a chance to compete, but if it is anything else, it will be a big deal. The president is truly all-rounder! His attainments in other painting genres are not lower than sketching! Especially oil painting, which is the genre the club is best at!"
"I don't know if the master can do other painting genres, and what his skills are? But seeing that he agreed so decisively at the time, he shouldThat should be good, right? "
"......"
While everyone was discussing, some people just wanted to watch the fun and directly sent what happened in the painting club to their own group.
"Everyone, come and see! President Cezanne is going to compete with the mysterious master in painting!"
It immediately attracted the attention of many people.
"What? Goddess Cezanne is going to compete with others? Then I must be there to cheer for the goddess!"
"Mysterious master? Who is he? How can he make the president take action? He sounds like a strong man!"
"I was planning to go out for dinner with my girlfriend, but now I have changed my mind. I want to come directly to watch the competition!"
"What about your girlfriend?"
"How can a girlfriend be more important than having fun?"
"Fuck 666! Destined to be alone!"
......
Kavi quickly wrote the note, rolled it up and put it in a paper cup.
"Okay, let's draw again! "
Cezanne looked at Bai Qianqu, who made a "please" gesture.
"Ladies first."
Cezanne smiled: "It's okay, Kawi, you come and draw one for us."
Kawi rubbed his hands excitedly: "Then I'll draw it! I've said it in advance, if I draw something other than sketch, don't regret it, Master."
Bai Qianqu shrugged, not caring.
Kawi reached directly into the cup, fiddled with it for a while and pulled out a ball of paper, opened it and was stunned.
The onlookers were very curious: "What did you draw?"
Kawi kept it a secret, he drank a sip of water leisurely, and then he opened the note unhurriedly to show everyone the result.
Someone saw the result and couldn't wait to shout: "It's an oil painting!"
Everyone was shocked when they heard it.
"WTF is an oil painting? ! ”
“The master is going to be defeated. He was originally playing away, and he just happened to draw the type that the president is best at!”
“I don’t know how the master’s oil painting is, but I think it’s very suspenseful.”
“This negative BUFF is full! Two seconds of silence for the master.”