Doted by My Seven Brothers

Chapter 349 Art Exhibition

Chapter 349 Art Exhibition

Of course, in addition to being skilled in painting. painters should have extraordinary personalities and inspiration. Only in this way could they have individuality to be discriminated.

For painters, it was very important to be discriminated

All the painters whose paintings were selected to participate in the art exhibition were skilled in painting. lvan was still young. Compared with other people who had painted for most of their lives, he needed to learn more.

But his paintings were very inspirational and brilliant, and he had vaguely had his own painting style.

This painting was very eye-catching. It quickly caught people's eyes. When people stopped to appreciate it, they didn’t think the tiger was scary after locking at it for a long time.

The white tiger was domineering, but it was protective of the weak little girl in its arms.

When people took a closer look, they found that the painter used most of the ink to draw the child. Her eyes were as clear as mountain streams and springs, but they were full of other pure feelings.

There was joy, leisure, dependence, and trust in the white tiger in her eyes.

When people immersed themselves in the painting and got into the painter's feelings, they seemed to be separated from the noise and pressure of the city and only felt a sense of leisure and relaxation in the vast wilderness.

When people saw the name ‘Nature’, perhaps the first thing they thought about was the forest, boundless grassland, or other natural landscapes.

The white tiger represented nature and the human being represented the city. However, the painter combined the two elements to show the implied meaning behind the painting.

"It's so beautiful.”

Someone stared at the painting and muttered to himself.

"I must buy it at auction!”

Who on the scene didn’t think so?

Most of the people whe came here were bosses running companies. They were rich, so they wanted to uplift their mind and spirit through art.

Although many people did not understand art, good works could strike a responsive chord in their hearts. If they liked a painting, they would buy it at auction.

lvan's painting ‘Nature’ obviously struck a responsive chord in many people's hearts. The painting was imposing and aggressive at first glance. But if people looked at it carefully, they would feel warm and relaxed. It couldn't be more suitable for those ambitious bosses who wanted to relax their pressure.

Nancy stood in the crowd and listened to everyone discussing lvan's painting. She smiled, revealing two lines of white teeth. Her eyes were bright, and she straightened her chest so proudly.

Ivan was too awesome!

When more and more people gathered here, lvan took Nancy to see other works.

After strolling around, Ivan called the teacher and took them to dinner.

“It's my treat!" Ivan patted his chest, and his face was beaming with joy.

Nolan and other teachers couldn't help laughing.

“Ivan didn't change at all."

"Yeah. Now no one will doubt me if I say he is a college student.”

"That's good. I like such a carefree and clever young man."

Social pressure was great in this era. Few people could focus only on painting and didn't care about fame and money like Ivan. Being praised by them, Ivan smiled shyly. When he took the teachers to dinner, he unexpectedly met another group of people. Those people were from M Country. The leader was a professor from a famous art academy in M Country. Apparently, they knew Nolan Nolan's smile faded when he saw the man. "Professor Edmund."This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

"Nolan, this must be your favorite student.”

A tall young man stood beside Edmund. He raised his chin and looked at those who were from Redrad arrogantly and disdainfully, especially when he looked at Ivan

"Did you really paint ‘Nature'?"

He said with a sneer, "I have never seen such a young person who could draw such a picture in Redrad. You have a good teacher." "What do you mean?”

Other teachers were angry. The man meant that they cheated, and Ivan's painting was drawn by his teacher.

"Eric, you shouldn't be so rude."

Edmund yelled, but there was no blame in his tone.

"I'm so sorry, Professor Elliot. Eric suffered a setback and won third place in the competition, so he's a little grumpy. You know that young people are suspicious."

Nolan was also angry, but he maintained his gentleman-like manner. "It doesn't matter. After all, Eric is young and not clear-sighted enough. For example, he never believes that Redrad has a history of more than 2000 years, but the history is real."

Edmund and Eric's faces suddenly turned livid.

olan continued to say slowly, "Redrad does-nave many shortcomings i in oil painting. We admit it, @nd we'll work hard to solve these ‘Sfior comings in the future. owever, Mr. Edmund, if you-are interested, maybe you can fear aout our ink paintings figst. Content belongs to NovelDrama.Org

Our ink paintiags are imparted and inherited by eur ancestors through thousands of years of history. Oh, ~ 'm sorry! forgot that you wouldndt use our brushes. Nowadays, o” incapable people devalue what they cant use well. It's sad. Profeésso Edmund, Am I right? " Cagitent belongs to NovelDrama.Org

Nolan had a gentle smile on his face, but his words hurt Edmund's heart like a soft knife.

Because Edmund once belittled the ink paintings in Redrad, and the people in M Country would never admit that Redrad had such a long history.

olan didn't esabarrass Eric directly. He just said I those words to hint that people ineCountry who didn't > believe ithe history of Redrad were not clegr- sighted enough. He raéant thatBtic was stupid. Eric was~ inferior to lvan, so he belittled Ivan, dfid he was too narrow-minded.

Eric was so furious. He swore angrily and wanted to beat Nolan.

Ivan blocked Eric's punch for Nolan. A sharp pain came from his shoulder. He stumbled back and was caught by his teachers Seeing that lvan was beaten, Nancy was so mad that she trotted to hold Eric's leg and bit him hard.

“Ouch! Sh*t"

Nolan yelled, "Eric! How dare you!"

Nancy was thrown away and fell to the ground. Then she cried out.

Her cry was very penetrating and attracted many people to watch.

Nancy cried while looking for lvan and looked so pitiful. “Woo-woo... Ivan, he beat me!”

She spoke English, so local people and foreigners all understood her. Looking at Nancy who was crying sadly and Eric who was tall and strong, they despised Eric.

Edmund had an ominous presentiment.

"Woo-woo... lvan, let me look at you. Are you hurt by him?”

Nancy eagerly pulled the clothes on Ivan's shoulder. The bruises on his fair skin were harrowing. Nancy blew on lvan's bruises and said to Eric, "You bad guy!"

A child's cry could always arouse people’s sympathy. Moreover, there were obvious bruises on lvan’s shoulder and Nancy censured Eric, so everyone felt that Eric had a bad character.

"It's hateful. How could he beat a child?”