The stars moved, and the sun and moon moved like shuttles.
In the blink of an eye, another month had passed.
It was the day of the professional artist assessment.
In a somewhat dim piano room…
The sound of the zither fell heavily, and the tone echoed in the room for a long time.
In front of the piano, Li Yi slowly opened his eyes…
His temperament was calm and his expression was calm…
He stood up silently and walked to the only window in the room…
He looked in a certain direction.
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In the city center of Paris.
The Artists 'Association building had an orthodox classical style.
At this moment, it was quite lively in front of the building.
There were reporters rushing over from all directions, passers-by who were watching the show, and many artists who were either preparing to participate in the assessment or not…
......
Excellent artists could weaken or even eliminate the negative energy factor.
It could even be said that they were an important pillar to maintain social stability!
Therefore, the annual professional artist assessment received a lot of attention.
It was a hot topic in society.
It was comparable to the attention given to the college entrance examination on Earth in a parallel universe.
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In the corner.
Li Yi was wearing a long black robe.
He kept a low profile and silently watched the square in front of the Artists Association building.
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in front of the square…
A medium-sized bus appeared in front of them.
In the middle of the bus was a school emblem with a Bauhinia pattern on it…
This Bauhinia represented Li Yi's alma mater, the Ecole des Beaux Arts.
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Five young boys and girls with extraordinary auras alighted from the bus.
Li Yi saw a familiar classmate among them, Pascal Marye…
The dean of the school's classical music department, Mr. Fines, and the class teacher, Pierre Surage, also got out of the car…
It seemed that this team was led by the two of them.
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At the same time, another bus stopped.
The school badge hung on the bus was a musical note.
This was the team from the Paris Conservatory of Music.
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The appearance of the two major art academies was like a signal.
The real finale, the elites, began to appear one after another.
The team from the Versailles Art Academy, the birthplace of the French Academy of Arts, also attended.
The team representing the National Academy of Arts of the French Republic, the Le Bourget Academy of Arts, was also present!
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Other than the various academic factions…
And the descendants of top-notch masters…
There were also young artists who had long been dancing among the socialites and nobles and had become famous in Paris…
Many of the 'future masters' who were favored by the public were present!
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Cheers could be heard from time to time in the middle of the square.
The reporters 'spotlights never stopped.
The atmosphere was heated and excited…
More and more admirers and fans gathered…
They even surrounded the entire square until not even water could leak out!
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Facing all of this.
Li Yi stood quietly at the side and watched silently.
He seemed to have stayed out of it and none of this had anything to do with him.
He only looked at the young artists who had shaken London…
He remembered their faces in his heart!
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When the entrance time was about to end.
There were no more well-known candidates entering the square…
Li Yi retracted his gaze.
He suddenly raised his head, his eyes locked on the sign in front of the Artists Association…
He looked at it for a long time…
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Li Yi walked towards the Art Association.
He walked steadily, confidently, and calmly.
No one knew what Li Yi had gone through in the past month…
He immersed himself in Grandmaster's memories again and again.
His memories were almost messed up, causing him to sink into oblivion…
He almost couldn't differentiate between his memories and reality…
He struggled to wake up from his memories…
He played over and over again to hone his skills…
......
Li Yi rented a piano room.
For an entire month, he did not take a single step out of the piano room!
Accompanied by pain.
It was Li Yi's metamorphosis.
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Li Yi's footsteps landed on the stone steps of the building.
At the right time.
In the crowd, someone finally noticed Li Yi.
A reporter snapped a picture of her back out of reflex.
Then…
Only then did he react.
He looked at his camera in confusion and asked,
"Who is he?"
"He looks very young?"
The reporter's words quickly attracted the reply of his companion beside him.
His companion only glanced at it, then shrugged his shoulders and replied in a frivolous and unconcerned manner,
"Who knows?"
"Maybe it's another young man who wants to get lucky?”
"Every year, there are some people who don't know the immensity of heaven and earth, don't they?”
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The title of professional artist was a threshold, and the assessment standard was very high.
There were only a few people who passed each assessment.
For most mediocre people, they might not be able to get in in their entire lives.
In fact, even professional artists mostly entered the industry in their thirties or forties…
Only those young artists who were regarded as 'future grandmasters',' favored by the heavens', could pass the assessment at such a young age!
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After passing the professional artist assessment, one would have the title of 'Elementary Artist'.
If a beginner artist became famous, they would receive the honor of being outstanding!
In the field of professional artists, there was a saying:
It was easy to get a title, but it was hard to get an honor!
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If he obtained the honorary title, he would be a professional artist among professional artists!
Correspondingly, there was also the title of 'Intermediate Artist' and the honor of 'First-time Palace'…
The title of 'Advanced Artist', and the honor of' Advancing into the First'…
Finally, the title of 'Master' and the honor of 'Palace'…
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The palace here referred to the 'Palace of Art'!
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