Wang Pingyang poked Tang Xiangyang and asked in a low voice, "Do you think Shi Fei can get another 10 points?"
Tang Xiangyang said: "I don't know, it's just a competition, don't take it too seriously, just do your best."
Wang Pingyang lifted Tang Xiangyang's hand on the trouser leg and took a look. There was already a palm print on it, which was all stained with sweat from the palm of his hand. He curled his lips and said, "I thought it would be so peaceful."
Tang Xiangyang said calmly: "No matter what, if Shi Fei can get 10 points from Bert and Yang Weidong, then his name of Mr. J will once again sweep the world of painters."
Wang Pingyang nodded. He possessed such talent at such a young age, and the key character is not arrogant or impatient. He is really a rare child.
At this time, the last judge John finally announced his score, 9.9 points.
John picked up the microphone on the table and said in English: "Shi Fei, you really surprised me today. I didn't expect that you are not only good at oil painting, but also good at your country's traditional Chinese painting. I have been pursuing painting all my life. I always dislike myself because my time is too short and I don’t study enough. There are still many outstanding painters in this world that are worthy of my study. Starting today, I have added you to the list of painters I study. I didn’t give you a ten. It’s because I don’t want your work achievements to stop here, deducting 0.1 points from you, I hope you can have more room for development.”
Shi Fei responded very modestly in English: "Thank you for your affirmation, I will continue to work hard based on your teaching today."
Netizens were all excited, especially Dumbo, those who were not optimistic about their idols before, now Dumbo are all proud.
"Help, my brother actually got a full score. I don't care if I'm 0.1 short, I'm still a full score."
"Brother Fei, how can you be so good? It's our Dumbo who is holding you back."
"Who said before that our brother Fei can't paint oil paintings, come out and accept the slap in the face."
"I remember someone said that if the Xianmeng Literature Society wins, they will live broadcast Chixiang's. Where's the person?"
"I'll go check it out, I've already taken a screenshot of the big brother who wants to eat Xiang, don't think you'll be fine if you hide."
"What's the rush? I haven't seen anything Shi Fei painted yet. Who knows if the judges are biased."
Those who suspected that the judges were eccentric were soon disapproved by their parents. Is it necessary for the status of these judges to do such a thing
What's more, even if you really want to be biased, the judges were invited by Zuijiang Literature Society, and if you want to be biased, you will be biased.
At this time, the staff erected Shi Fei's painting and faced everyone.
What Shi Fei painted was an autumn lake painting. Looking at it from the front, there is a lake on the left and dense ginkgo trees on the right.
Shi Fei used the color ink painting method to paint an autumn lakeside scene quite realistically.
When Carol saw this painting, he was not convinced at first, and said in slightly blunt Chinese: "I admit that Shi Fei's painting is quite good, but I think Teacher Ye Qingcheng's painting is not worse than his, why can he Get ten points?"
Carol had studied traditional Chinese painting, and he had compared with Shi Fei at the beginning, and his level was also inferior. He doubted that this result was considered acceptable.
Xue Wei acted as a temporary translator and translated Carol's words.
John stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Please turn the staff around 180 degrees."
The staff turned it 180 degrees, and everyone found that it was also a double-sided painting. The original blue sky and white clouds turned into a blue lake with white light on the water surface.
The original slightly dark lake color now looks more like a dark cloud.
The trees that were originally on the ground turned into reflections in the water instead.
"This is Mr. J's double-sided painting, double-sided painting with his unique painting technique." Someone exclaimed in amazement, thinking that he could only use oil painting to achieve such an effect, but unexpectedly, color ink painting can also achieve this effect. .
Yang Weidong said, "Carol, can you do this?"
Carol suppressed her flushed face and whispered, "No."
John's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help saying excitedly: "Mr. Shi Fei's paintings are more than that, please turn it 90 degrees."
The crew flipped it 90 degrees again, at which point his painting stood on end.
The boundary between the lake and the ground in the middle becomes the trunk of the tree, and the trees reflected on the lake and the trees on the ground become the branches on both sides of the big tree.
"This is a tree? My God, this painting is actually a towering tree when erected."
"My God, how did Shi Fei do this?"
"Is he still a human being? A painting shows three different landscapes in three directions. How did his head grow?"
"God of painting, please bless me to pass the art class next year."
"Ditto..."
John said: "Looking upright, this painting is not perfect, and even the tree looks a bit ordinary, but don't forget that it was painted by Mr. Shi Fei on the spot in less than two hours."
If he is given enough time to measure the proportional lines of this painting, I believe this painting will be improved several steps.
No matter what, Shi Fei alone can look down on all of them.
At this time, Ye Qingcheng, who had been silent for a long time, spoke in standard Mandarin, with no accent that could be heard: "Mr. J's painting skills are indeed extraordinary, but the color and ink painting was gradually developed by Huaxia Kingdom under the influence of Western painting. A new type of painting formed. The origin is in our west, and it would be disgraceful for you to win this round.”
What Ye Qingcheng means is that color ink painting evolved from Western painting, and it cannot be completely regarded as Chinese painting.
Shi Fei frowned, and responded: "Senior Ye Qingcheng, did you use oil painting paper to draw today?"
Ye Qingcheng: "So what?"
Shi Fei responded: "How can you use paper to draw? Paper is one of the four great inventions of our China. It was later introduced to your west, but the origin is in our China. Your high score of 9.8 points won It's not glorious either."
Ye Qingcheng said angrily: "You are making too much sense."
Shi Fei responded and said, "I used the paper, pen, and ink made by our Huaxia Kingdom. How could it be disgraceful to win? Or are you saying that you can't afford to lose, Mr. Galen?"
Ye Qingcheng: "Who said I can't afford to lose, when I came out to draw, you..."
In the middle of the speech, Ye Qingcheng realized that he had been tricked by Shi Fei, his body was stiff, and the veins on his neck were bulging, "You talk to me."
It wasn't until then that everyone realized that the mysterious dark horse student of the Zuijiang Literature Club who had been wearing a mask was the famous Galen Nahum.
He is the master of Carol Herman, and he is also a well-known painter in the world, and his popularity is similar to that of Yang Weidong.
In fact, even if he participated in the painting competition as a student of the Zuijiang Literature Club, it was fine, as there were not so many requirements in the competition rules.
But he also wanted to participate in the competition to defeat Shi Fei, and he had scruples about his own identity, so he came up with this idea.
It was the same reason why Tang Xiangyang was inconvenient to make a move by himself when he went to battle, and he just used his popularity to give the other party a boost.
Will this be exposed by Shi Fei suddenly, or if he loses, no wonder he is so angry.
If the news of today spread, Galen Nahum, a well-known painter, would go to participate in the competition where Yang Weidong and Bert were the judges, and finally lost to an 18-year-old boy. personal hands.
In the future, whenever someone mentions Mr. J or Shi Fei, they will always think of this historic moment today.
"That's fine too, it's too embarrassing, I came to compete with Fei Ge in a masked disguise."
"Both master and apprentice are virtuous and shameless. The key point is that they can't afford to lose."
"What are you afraid of? Anyway, they are the ones who lose face. Brother Fei has already taught them to be human."
"Brother Fei, no, I will call you Dad from now on, long live Shi Fei's father, you are too awesome."
"He's here, he's here, Shi Fei's father is bringing a double-sided painting, no, it's a three-sided painting."
"It's really sad to fall in love with such an excellent husband. There are more and more rivals in love."
"I'm suddenly a little worried, such an excellent idol, it seems that he can enjoy painting without being in the entertainment industry."
"Upstairs, don't scare me. Brother Fei won't go back to painting if he doesn't do well in the entertainment circle, right?"
"I was very happy that Brother Fei won, but now that you say that, I suddenly get scared."
Adding Shi Fei's 29.9 points in the end, Xianmeng Literature Society won the victory in an overwhelming manner.
The people from Xianmeng Literature Club cheered happily, and happily rushed up to surround Shi Fei, "Shi Fei, you are so amazing, you are so awesome, you will be my idol from now on."
Tang Xiangyang went to the stage in a hurry, "You bastards, don't bump this painting." Hurry up and put the painting that Shi Fei just drew away.
The Zuijiang Literary Club was not in such a good mood anymore, Xue Wei's face was extremely ugly, and Galen finally left directly in anger.
Carol looked at Shi Fei who was surrounded by him, and strong resentment flashed in his eyes.
When Wu Ziqiang saw the result, he was stunned. The way to open the ending was wrong.
how so
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Wu Ziqiang hurriedly used his mobile phone to contact the marketing account and Shuijun who had written the Lata Shifei draft before, telling them to stop their work immediately.
It's only been a while, and they probably haven't acted yet, so they have time to withdraw.
In the end, I got a reply from the other side: "Don't worry, we are very efficient in handling things, and there will be no delays. Just one second before you called me, I just sent the draft with one click."
Wu Ziqiang suddenly felt dizzy, the phone fell out of his hand, and he sat back on the chair.