"Dad, it's so difficult. My painting is not very good."
"I think we, Youlan, are so lucky."
Based on the current situation, these 365 children will definitely not be able to win the second prize, third prize, or even the excellence award. If they win the first prize, the most certain one will be Xiaopang.
"Tch, isn't it just Doubanjiang with some sugar? With the little boss' ability, it's going to be popular all over the universe."
Lin Fan said, "Let's go back to the orphanage."
"General, no."
Wu Youlan smiled, "Brother Lin, are you nervous?"
"I don't know which daughter will be lucky enough to be with the little boss in the future."
Everyone smiled happily, "The little boss is awesome."
The children gathered around their parents and talked about the situation inside, but for them, they were very happy to be able to participate.
After taking the perfect quality Little Smart Pill, the memory of these children has been enhanced. Although they have not yet achieved photographic memory, they are much better than ordinary people.
"Let's go pick someone up." Lin Fan said with a smile on his face.
Xiaopang, "What I saw in the book is called landscape painting. There are people punting boats, and there are many mountains. I remember them all in my mind."
The business owners waited outside, whispering, each watching two children.
Children have their own blessings, and he is not prepared to interfere.
…
"Look, this first painting has some graffiti. It's all about something. It's too rough and shapeless."
Lin Fan praised: "Not bad, not bad, Xiaopang is amazing."
After returning to the orphanage, the children all gathered together and talked about what they had drawn today.
"no."
According to the normal world view, genius = 99% hard work + 1% talent.
"This doesn't work either. It's completely children's painting."
Until eleven o'clock, when the game time was over, the children came out in an orderly manner.
"I can taste the craftsmanship of the little boss again, and my life has not been in vain."
"Ha ha… "
"Hey, this painting is okay. It's interesting. That's it."
"I haven't even finished painting yet. It's over."
"This painting is good. I didn't expect to see good paintings after just a few."
"How did the little boss train them? They learned Chinese painting at such a young age, which is really amazing."
…
The time for the Chinese painting competition is only three hours.
Some parents around asked how their children were doing in their paintings.
As for the children, they are still in a state of excitement.
Xiaopang took Lin Fan's hand and said, "Uncle Lin, I took it seriously this time and drew everything I wanted to draw the most."
"Come here, come here, I will satisfy your demands. There are too many of you, and I can't do that much." Lin Fan smiled. The main thing today is to be happy and eat whatever you want.
Chinese painting children's cup.
There are already five reviewers this time, who select the paintings that pass the test and then send them to the final judging panel.
There were more children participating in the competition this time, at least twice as many as in previous years. The venue was not originally chosen here, but this time the number of people reached 500. Those small venues in the past were obviously not enough. You can only choose here.
Magic City Station.
Although Wu Youlan didn't speak, he heard it all in his heart. He must work hard. If he doesn't work hard, the opportunity will slip away from his hands.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "Why are you nervous? You're not nervous at all."
When Lin Fan went to the kitchen, the business owners sighed.
But to put it bluntly, this 1% of talent is more important than hard work.
At the end of the game, the reviewers are already in place.
Wu Tianhe on the side sighed, he had a daughter in his old age, and now all her problems have been solved, but in his opinion, his precious daughter is deeply in love, and it is not all smooth sailing.
He is definitely not nervous at all now, especially the little fat boy, who has a strong talent for Chinese painting, much better than other children. This cannot be achieved by practicing more.
"Tch, what kind of magic city is this? Is it good in the whole country? With the skills of the little boss, you can forget all your worries if you can eat it."
…
The reviewers are all veterans of traditional Chinese painting. How dare they fail to review if they are not proficient in their skills.
"Yes, no one can do this without the little boss."
"You can't say that. Chinese painting is the quintessence of the country. If it can make younger generations like Chinese painting, that's a good thing."
"We will definitely get a ranking. Didn't we go there last time to see the children's paintings? The paintings were really good."
"This one is not bad. It seems that I have studied it carefully. Although the brushwork is not as vigorous and powerful as the adults, or tactful, it is indeed good."
Lao Liang interjected: "Can you be more bold, can you do it all over the world? Do you know that the Sichuan hot sauce in 1998 made foreigners obsessed with it?"
The business owners smiled and said, "Little boss, we are at the welfare home again today. Why don't you cook a few dishes to satisfy us?"
The little fat boy was so proud of himself when he was praised. Not to mention how good his mood was. For a child, a little praise would make him go to heaven. He has no idea of humility.
In a large basketball court, tables are covered with paintings.
There were many children in the orphanage, but Lin Fan stood at the exit and let the business owners pick up the children. When the last little fat boy came out, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Lin Fan said, "I see that all of you guys are so diligent. I'm afraid you are just thinking about me cooking."
Lin Fan smiled and said, "Really? What are you painting?"
The business owners laughed and said, "Little boss, you already know this, why are you asking us for it? With your cooking skills, you can make money every time you eat. If you open a restaurant, you don't dare to say too much. You are the most famous in the entire Magic City." .”
Lin Fan saw that they were getting more and more exaggerated, so he quickly stopped him, "Okay, okay, I'm just going to cook a table for you. That's no problem. It's necessary to boast so much, but there are too many people here, and I'm tired." , it’s just one table, please take your time.”
Although everyone has come out, there is a cooking aunt at the orphanage, so you can eat delicious meals when you go back.
Several staff members followed the reviewers. As long as the paintings passed, they would put them away and then seal them.
Although Kong has earth-shattering cooking skills, he hasn't cooked for a long time, so he just satisfies their request.
…
"Look, I'm blushing after just saying it, but You Lan can tell the truth. The little boss is really good. If you don't grasp it, you will regret it in the future." Everyone laughed.
Don't lose your painting. This competition is just for the children to go out and see what they can do. As for whether they can get a ranking, that doesn't matter.
Not long after, Lin Fan came out with portions of dishes.
Everyone packed their things and prepared to go back to Yunli Street to continue business, while Lin Fan stayed at the orphanage and continued to teach the children.
"Hey, looking at these children's paintings is simply torture."
"Yes Yes."
Chinese painting children's cup.
"Hopefully they will get a good ranking."
"Mom, I'm pretty good at painting. I painted a lot of flowers."
Wu Youlan's face turned red, "Don't talk nonsense, it's nothing."
"It goes without saying that it's not easy for a small boss to educate these children."
"That's true."
Until 2pm.