After I Died, I Became Popular Again

Chapter 27

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Usually the time limit for sketching competitions is more than ten minutes.

But if I switch to traditional Chinese painting, with the addition of outlines and coloring, I still feel tense after three hours.

Most of the sane contestants chose to focus on an insect.

And like the repeating seniors, Yang Junye and others who are more comfortable.

There will be two to three insects in their paintings, and they will be matched with leaves or parts of flowers, focusing on the integrity and storytelling of the picture.

Tang Gula also thought in this way.

Until he saw Qi Linqing's painting—

Two sheets of 4k rice paper are densely filled with rounded lines, with almost no gaps.

Tanggula's pupils trembled and he froze.

Traditional Chinese painting is not like sketching, it can be drafted. Therefore, it is a test of skill to draw an outline with a pen.

Qi Linqing rolled up half of his sleeves slightly, supported his right wrist with his left hand, and waved the brush in a relaxed manner as if... sweeping the floor?

Tanggula didn't know why this weird description popped up in his mind.

It was as if the other party was a sweeping robot with no emotions.

Moreover, Qi Linqing's painting movements are smooth and flowing, very rhythmic. If a song is playing on the spot at this time, maybe every swiping of his pen, dipping in ink, and drawing lines can be in tune with the rhythm of the song.

Coupled with his good-looking face, it looks very pleasing to the eye.

A few students nearby accidentally saw these two scenes when they looked up.

student:"???"

Each of them was extremely cautious with their pens, for fear of getting smudged with ink. The other party is so casual and unrestrained.

Is this the jagged value of the world

But the surprise was the surprise, these students and Tang Gula didn't stare at Qi Linqing all the time.

After all, they haven't finished painting themselves.

Qi Linqing spent two hours tracing the lines and another hour and a half for coloring.

In fact, he is not very good at fine brushwork, but better at freehand brushwork.

Meticulous brushwork, commonly known as the academic school, is made with meticulous brushwork and pays attention to the beauty of lines.

However, Xieyi does not pay attention to lines, but to images.

But in the final analysis, traditional Chinese painting relies on techniques to describe two things or scenes.

Qi Linqing was two poor low-level painters in his previous life, so of course he had to paint everything in order to make a living.

He is usually very good at observation, and he is quite handy in drawing insects in the meticulous style.

At the same time, the game came to an end.

Tanggula breathed a sigh of relief after finishing the last stroke, carefully looked at his painting to confirm that it was correct, and then turned to look at Qi Linqing.

With just these two eyes, he was stunned.

This is no ordinary painting.

It's simply a work of art.

On the white paper, there are two lavender flower fields, dozens of insects, butterflies, bees, praying mantises, beetles, caterpillars, dragonflies... each one is as realistic as the real thing.

Qi Linqing probably has a printing press installed in his mind, right? How can he remember so many bug details...

Tanggula was shocked again and again.

Qi Linqing noticed his gaze, and smiled at him kindly while washing his pen.

Tanggula couldn't help but look down at his painting.

He also drew two butterflies and bees just now, but compared with each other—

There is no harm without comparison.

Tang Gula knew that he had lost completely without the judges.

He felt ashamed and silently moved the painting sideways, not wanting the other party to see it.

"Brother Tang, you draw well." He suddenly heard Qi Linqing beside him praise him.

At the other party's age, Qi Linqing felt that Tang Gula was already very talented.

Even though he knew it might be just comforting, but this kind of sincere tone from the heart still made Tanggula blush suddenly.

But... what the hell is Brother Tang?

It takes time to wait for the ink to dry before collecting the rice paper, and it may accidentally destroy the painting.

Now the judges will personally walk down from table to table to watch the past and score on the spot.

The full score is 10, and there are two series of deduction criteria for lines, colors, and picture completion.

The two art teachers scored the basic points first, and then Professor Tang made a decision.

Finally, they will be ranked in order, and the top three with the highest scores will win prizes in the city competition, and at the same time, they will have the opportunity to advance to the national competition.

At this time, the student who ranked first watched the judges leave the table and was about to start scoring, feeling very upset.

When two of the teachers saw his painting, they were slightly stunned: "How did you draw the cockroach??"

The student was embarrassed: "Because I, I seem to remember the shape of the cockroach in my mind..."

teachers:"… "

They discussed with Professor Tang twice and decided that the student's result score was 2.5.

Tang Shaoyue is a man of integrity and is especially rigorous in his profession.

He not only gave fair scores, but also gave students some pertinent comments:

"Your basic skills and lines are not solid enough. You need to strengthen your grasp of shape and color."

The students were immediately grateful.

With such strict control, there are very few contestants who can score more than five points.

Even the senior who has been repeated for four years, the overall evaluation is only 6 points.

After Tang Shaoyue pointed out his shortcomings, it could be seen that this player was still a little unwilling.

But Tang Shaoyue said nothing, and continued to look at the paintings of the next two after the lecture.

Until it was Yang Junye's turn.

Seeing his painting, Tang Shaoyue nodded in satisfaction and gave it a high score of 7.5.

"You draw better than my son." Tang Shaoyue patted him on the shoulder.

Yang Junye wanted to appear calm, but after all, he was young and couldn't suppress his joyful expression.

"Thank you...Professor Tang!"

The two judges and teachers also praised a few words, thinking that this kid is worthy of being a genius, and it is estimated that he will get the second place this year.

This time, Professor Tang's own son also participated in the competition. It stands to reason that Professor Tang should have avoided suspicion.

But since the organizer will choose him as a judge, it is also to confirm his character, and there will be no selfishness.

Besides, so many pairs of eyes were watching.

Soon, Tang Shaoyue came to Tanggula's side.

Tang Shaoyue did not look at his son's painting, but first turned his attention to Qi Linqing on the other side.

Why did Ji Youguang praise him so much

Tang Shaoyue pondered for a while, the other party's appearance was indeed outstanding.

The black-haired boy leaned forward and bowed, and said politely, "Hello, Teacher Tang."

Tang Shaoyue nodded, and his eyes moved down to the painting on the table.

However, the moment he saw the painting, his expression changed suddenly.

What Ji Youguang said turned out to be the truth!

"This this!"

The two judges and teachers behind them also covered their mouths in shock.

Exquisite and appropriate lines, there are no two redundant strokes at all.

The shape of the insect is so vivid that it seems to fly off the drawing paper!

The content is also extremely rich, and the fine brushwork is so fine that even the root hairs of insects and the veins of leaves are clearly visible! —It really made them unbelievable that this was drawn in just three hours.

They also graduated from the Chinese painting major, but if you substitute them, I am afraid that they are not as good as the other party.

It's not like something a high school student could draw!

Tang Shaoyue even bent over and stared at the painting, his eyes were so hot that he seemed to burn a hole in it.

"Professor Tang," the judge teacher asked in a low voice, "shall we start scoring now?"

Tang Shaoyue: "Yes."

The two judges just now thought that Yang Junye would secure second place this time, but who would have thought that he would break into two dark horses in the middle.

Just looking at the quality of the painting, the young man in front of him is definitely more than a little better than Yang Junye.

It was the first time they had seen Professor Tang so obsessed, and they looked at each other in dismay.

"Or, 9 points?"

As soon as the words fell, Tang Shaoyue still hadn't responded, and the students around were taken aback twice.

What is the concept of 9 points? !

This time Yang Junye only scored 7.5 points...

Tang Gula pursed his lips, thinking that Qi Linqing was worth it.

However, his father has always been strict, and the final score may be slightly lower than 9 points.

The judge teacher turned around and asked Tang Shaoyue: "Professor Tang, do you think it's okay?"

Tang Shaoyue paused, and said, "I think the score is low."

the judge:"!!!"

Tanggula: "???"

Tang Shaoyue: "I think he should be given ten points."

the judge:"… "

Tanggula: "..."

Tanggula is incredible. What happened to his dad today

Qi Linqing himself was a little unexpected.

Two of the judges couldn't help but ask, "Professor Tang, is this true?"

City B has held the traditional Chinese painting competition for so many years, and no one has ever won a perfect score.

Tang Shaoyue asked back: "Don't you think this painting is not worth ten points?"

The two judges and teachers fell silent for a moment.

Well, it seems that it is really worth it.

Tang Shaoyue: "I gave him ten points because the full score is only ten points. What do you think?"

Judge teacher: "Okay, then 10 points!!"

Saying that, both of them breathed a little faster.

Now that Professor Tang has admitted it, there is nothing wrong with them.

They are about to witness the birth of the first full score in the history of the B City Ink Cup Chinese Painting Competition!

The two judges looked at Qi Linqing completely differently.

The other contestants around were even more shocked.

But when they couldn't hold back their curiosity and gathered around to watch, they had to admit that the painting in front of them was indeed worthy of full marks.

The news spread quickly in the arena as if it had grown wings.

When someone told the senior who was repeating the grade, the senior thought that the other party was joking with him: "Ten? Really or not."

"Really!! If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself!"

The senior didn't believe it at first, but when he came over to look at Qi Linqing's painting, he was stunned.

He once thought that Yang Junye was already a genius.

But compared with the other party, Yang Junye is nothing.

And Yang Junye was full of confidence at first, thinking that he could get the second place again this time. Before the game, he noticed that there were several newspapers and media at the school gate, probably waiting to interview him.

Knowing that he heard that someone present got a perfect score.

Yang Junye's second reaction was impossible.

"who?"

The classmate replied: "Qi Linqing."

Yang Junye knew this person.

When Qi Linqing participated in "Tangyue Fengyun" as the painter Gao Lanxi, when he was on the hot search, he and his friends laughed at each other a few words.

He subconsciously pushed away the crowd and walked quickly to Qi Linqing.

At this time, many people have surrounded here, and Tang Shaoyue has not left yet.

After he saw the other party's painting, it was as if he had been put under a spell.

Everyone chatted and discussed.

"It looks really good."

"Qi Linqing is so powerful, it's completely different from what is said on the Internet."

"Why do I feel that there is something wrong with his Chinese painting? Is it a mix of modern sketches, it looks so realistic..."

Tang Shaoyue glanced at them and said, "No."

Most of the contestants looked ignorant.

Now that traditional Chinese painting is getting more and more lonely, Tang Shaoyue took a deep breath and let it out again.

He knew he could not accuse them of their ignorance.

After all, no one would believe it when it was told.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't imagine it.

"If you look at the ancient paintings before the Song Dynasty in the museum, you will find the same technique."

"Technique?" Someone was suspicious.

Tang Shaoyue looked complicated: "Yes, this is a traditional Chinese painting technique that has been lost for thousands of years."

Everyone was in an uproar.

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