Reality Show: Know Your Other Half

"God Yue's drawing... I'm looking forward to it. I wonder what level it is."    

"I'm from the Institute of Art. I'm a fan of the highest institution. It's difficult for me to draw ordinary ink paintings. I wonder if God Yue is as good as a master."    

"Uh, no matter what kind of painting God Yue draws, I'm willing to spend ten thousand yuan to buy it. As long as the words' Lin Wuyue 'is written on it, it will be fine."    

"Hahahaha! It's the same idea as mine!"    

"If I can sell it for tens of thousands of yuan, those fans will be very happy!"    

"Tsk tsk, can you guys not question God Yue's standards first?"    

The audience in the live broadcast room was full of anticipation.    

This was the first time they saw Lin Wuyue say he wanted to draw.    

Just like what was said on the Internet, although he could take the path of a pretty face, he had to choose the path of talent.    

They just didn't know how good his skill level was. It shouldn't be too bad.    

Didn't some big celebrities paint? It didn't seem like there was much difference between them and ordinary people, so they could still sell for a good price?    

Just because of Lin Wuyue, this painting's value could be increased by a lot.    

"Hubby, do you really know how to draw?"    

As she nervously grinded the ink, Su Yueling could not help but ask again.    

She was really worried that Lin Wuyue did not know how to draw. That would be really embarrassing.    

In the past, she had never heard Lin Wuyue mention that he knew how to draw!    

She had also never seen Lin Wuyue display the level of painting. No wonder Su Yueling was thinking so much and asked curiously.    

There was no foundation at all. Who had a bottom line in their heart? !    

"It's nothing. I'm just casually drawing it for fun."    

Lin Wuyue smiled at Su Yueling and held the brush in his hand. He was formally using the brush.    

He tapped the ink lightly.    

Then he stared at the white paper on the table.    

He did not move.    

Just when everyone thought Lin Wuyue did not want to continue drawing, he suddenly picked up the brush and drew a horizontal line on the white paper.    

Whoosh!    

After exhaling a breath of foul air, Lin Wuyue put down the brush in his hand. He looked very satisfied as he kept looking at the painting on the table.    

This is it?    

This is it?    

A horizontal line?"    

"Is God Yue done? I thought it was just the beginning! "    

"It can't be, it's just a simple horizontal line?"    

" Good guy, I was going to praise God Yue, but he only drew a horizontal line, making me unable to praise him! "    

"Sorry, God Yue. I really don't know how to praise you."    

"No, no, no! You bunch of laymen who don't know art! Only insiders know how stunning this painting is! Look carefully, this is an ordinary line? "    

Someone commented, causing everyone to be curious and look at it for a while longer.    

In the middle of the piece of white paper, there was indeed an ordinary horizontal line that ran through it.    

After looking at it vertically for a long time, they did not find anything different. The entire painting was filled with the words ordinary and nothing special.    

Even Su Yueling, who was at the scene, felt the same way in her heart.    

Wasn't this just an ordinary painting?    

Who said that there was something special about this painting?    

If it was her, she would be able to easily complete the operation!    

So... was casually drawing serious?    

Alright then, we're just having some fun.    

After silently comforting herself in her heart, Su Yueling's mood was no longer that awkward.    

Just treat it as a joke to liven up the atmosphere in the live broadcast room.    

After thinking for a while, Su Yueling smiled and said to the camera, " Hehe, this horizontal line is actually a horizontal line. Does everyone think that it is the standard of a master?"    

"We are just trying to liven up the atmosphere."    

Hearing that,    

everyone was in an uproar.    

"So that's the case."    

"You scared me to death. I almost started to doubt life. Is it because I don't have any artistic cells, so I don't understand what God Yue wants to express..."    

"Please don't doubt me. You are right!"    

"Hahahahaha! God Yue is really humorous!"    

"It is indeed humorous. I am laughing."    

"As a girl suffering from depression, this is the first time in fifteen years that I smile. God Yue thank you, thank you for your painting. It has helped me walk out of the shadow of life. It has let me see hope again. It has let me know what a real life is. Thank you for your help!"    

"Is it that exaggerated?"    

" Hahaha! I just showed this painting to the dying old grandpa next door. He actually laughed out loud. His vital signs returned to normal. The doctor said it was a miracle. His family is criticizing me now. Later, they will share the follow-up information with us. "    

"Good boy, Master epilepsy. When you quit the literary world, I strongly opposed it."    

"In just a short sentence, the ugliness of human nature and the helplessness of reality are completely explained."    

It had to be said that the reaction of this generation of netizens was really a bit long.    

Su Yueling, who originally did not feel awkward, now really felt a little awkward.    

"Sigh."    

A helpless sigh came from behind her. It sounded like a sigh, but it was also filled with a sense of loneliness.    

"As expected, you guys don't understand. This is a good thing."    

"I'm going to cook first, my wife."    

The sigh was sent by Lin Wuyue. He smiled at Su Yueling, and the moment he turned around, his expression changed a lot. His back was full of vicissitudes and loneliness, instantly making the netizens in the live broadcast room silent.    

Could it be that they really did not know what art was?    

No way, this was clearly an ordinary horizontal line!    

At this moment.    

In an office that was called the number one academy in the Dragon Country's Conventional Art Academy.    

Professor Feng Yuxiu, who had finished class, was sitting in the office with a thick book in his arms.    

It wasn't a book, but rather a painting.    

It was filled with paintings that Professor Feng Yuxiu had sorted out over the years, and they were very suitable for his aesthetics.    

Any one of these paintings could cause a sensation in the art world.    

Professor Feng Yuxiu only had pictures of them, and he had a book to read and experience different kinds of art.    

"Professor Feng, is class over?"    

"That Li Xiangyang in your class is really amazing! That landscape painting is very stunning!"    

Professor Feng was not the only one in the office. There were also several professors sitting. It was not their time to attend class.    

"Hehe, luckily, this student has some talent."    

Feng Yuxiu nodded and smiled as he spoke to the professors. He sat in his office chair and flipped through the drawings in his hands.    

The Li Xiangyang that the professors were talking about.    

He was a student of an art academy that was very popular on the internet.    

The reason why he suddenly became popular was because the photos of his graduation work had spread.    

Those dragons soaring between heaven and earth, those beautiful country landscape paintings, made countless netizens feel shocked.    

It also made this student's talent begin to be discovered by everyone.    

And so.    

This student was known as the seedling of a modern art master.    

Many people believed that his future was immeasurable and that he might become the next hero!    

Such a way of address was not particularly exaggerated.    

Rather, those few graduation paintings really made people submit to them.    

There were even people who wanted to buy his paintings, and the price directly reached a million!    

In the modern society, an ordinary student could sell paintings worth millions. This level could be imagined.    

"Oh my god!"    

"Quickly come and take a look!"    

Someone in the office suddenly called out in surprise.    

It was a young professor. He was only in his thirties, but he was already a professor. He was a very talented and hardworking beauty.    

The attitude of a strong woman immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the office.    

They curiously went up to take a look.    

Then, they also showed the same expression.    

"Oh my god! This was made by a young man? "    

"Unbelievable. The more I watch, the more I feel like there is an artistic conception."    

"I really can't believe that such a painting was drawn by a young man."    

???    

Feng Yuxiu's mind was filled with question marks as he listened to everyone's comments.    

How could it be so strange?    

The last time he heard this was his student, Li Xiangyang.    

No, that's not right.    

Even Li Xiangyang did not receive such an evaluation.    

At most, they would only say one sentence. Oh my, his talent is not bad. He is almost at the same level as them.    

Painting is not a simple technique. There is also a special feeling.    

Actually, Li Xiangyang is not that evil.    

But for other young people to receive such an evaluation from the professors, it was a bit too exaggerated!    

"Professor Feng, come over and take a look. Our attainments aren't as high as yours."    

Someone shouted at Feng Yuxiu.    

He half-pushed and half-walked to the side, wanting to see what kind of painting it was. It caused a few self-proclaimed professors with high standards to be so excited.    

His gaze gradually stopped on a piece of white paper.    

Feng Yuxiu adjusted his glasses and finally saw a horizontal line on the white paper.    

It was just a glance.    

A river of stars, an abyss, a dark and unknown starry sky, a lonely and isolated life appeared in front of his eyes.    

Such a concept, what kind of person would be able to draw it?    

Wait a minute...    

This was a live broadcast?    

The artist is a young man?    

Lin Wuyue? It sounded a little familiar!    

"Professor Feng! Professor Feng!"    

Professor Feng, who was immersed in the conversation, did not hear anyone.    

He had visited many famous paintings before, and only from the works of a few people could he obtain such an understanding.    

He had never imagined that a young man would have such standards! It could be said that he was the current Art Saint!    

"I'm here."    

After his consciousness returned, Feng Yuxiu was still staring at the screen, unwilling to part.    

"Such a work, how much do you think it will give?"    

The young professor curiously asked. He was very curious about the evaluation of this type of work in the heart of the most experienced Professor Feng.    

After a pause, Feng Yuxiu slowly squeezed out a few words from his throat.    

"I think it's a godly piece of art."