Girls dormitory.
Late at night, the house was still noisy.
The three girls were shouting and laughing around the computer. Taking a deep breath, Huai'an pushed the book away and walked slowly behind them.
"I want you to stop reading. It's exciting here." Several girls were particularly excited and kept dragging the mouse.
It was indeed wonderful, Huai'an laughed at himself. On the top post of the school forum, a line of red characters was very eye-catching.
Gu Yebai from the Fine Arts Department won the first prize in the painting competition! A perfect score, breaking the previous school festival record!
The winner of the first competition of the campus festival is out!
There were so many posts, some of which had more than a thousand followers. When I came back from late studies, I kept hearing people say that the school forum was almost full.
The girls became more and more excited as they talked, but the smile on Huai'an's lips became more sour and bitter.
His paintings were also photographed with mobile phones and posted on forums. It was obvious that she had never been beautiful, but when the easel rotated an arc and the painting was displayed in front of everyone's eyes, it captured every glance. With that dazzling color, he seemed to want to pile all the light in the world on her.
"Look!" someone shouted.
Huai'an looked around and saw that the message had been refreshed. Experts among the people. Someone analyzed the techniques he used in the painting in detail. Finally, the poster concluded that he used all the techniques available in art in this painting. Excellent watercolor.
With so much care, she is worthy of you treating her with such care and giving her all your beauty. Gu Yebai, I hate you.
The fingers that were gripping the edge of the chair tightened, and the pain of broken nails came, and Huai'an bit his lip hard.
Super perfect score.
What is a perfect score? Is it possible to exceed the full score already? Is the poster's statement correct
But such a glory does exist.
Each of the six judges holds five points, with a full score of thirty points. Wei Zijian scored a high score of 27 points. Three professors gave him full marks, but he scored 33 points!
A full score of 30 points is good, but the three main judges still hold a very mysterious three points in their hands, including skill, creativity and beauty. In all the years of campus festivals, no one has ever taken away these three points in the painting competition.
Everyone in the room also said this.
A girl said: "Who would have thought that there is such a cleverness hidden in Gu Yebai's paintings."
The other two people immediately agreed. Huai'an couldn't hold back any longer, gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "You guys go ahead, I still have some questions that I haven't finished yet."
"Huai'an, you're just a spoiler, go ahead." Several people laughed again.
Returning to his desk, he could no longer hold the exercises in his head. Huai'an closed his eyes tightly, and his thoughts were in a trance, but he returned to the competition field during the day.
At that time, the two main judges, including Professor Zhang, gave him two extra points for beauty and skill. The whole auditorium was silent, giving people a vague feeling of a battlefield ready to go. Everyone looked at him. Professor Xia, the last creative point is in his hands.
After a moment of silence, Professor Xia smiled slightly and said, "Extra points."
Cheers immediately filled the entire auditorium.
Professor Qing said, "Mr. Xia, please forgive me for this creative idea."
Professor Qing and Professor Xia had a long-standing rift. This was a well-known fact, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"Old Xia, is there anything special about this painting?" Professor Zhang was friends with Professor Xia, but to ensure fairness, he looked at the painting carefully again, he pondered for a while, and finally spoke out.
The host quietly wiped his head. This situation was so changeable that he was already sweating. He smiled at the audience, said a few words, and handed the microphone to Professor Xia like a hot potato.
Professor Xia said: "Everyone, how many people do you think were painted in this painting?"
A professor glanced at Youyan and said, "Lao Xia, what do you mean by this? Apart from this little girl, is there anyone else in the painting?"
Youyan's face turned red and he took a step back. The distance between him and Gu Yebai became closer, and their bodies touched slightly.
Everyone was concentrating on the painting. Huai'an stood at the side but could see it clearly. Youyan quietly put the hand behind his back, but Gu Yebai stretched out his hand to hold it.
On the drawing paper, there was one person and two figures. Professor Xia tapped his finger on the tall figure.
There was a hint of sarcasm in Professor Qing's eyes, "It's okay for Mr. Xia to count this shadow as a person, but it's not special. Can it be said to be creative?"
Professor Xia said: "No, this other person is not just a shadow, he is actually drawn into the painting."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.
"Xiao Gu, you drew this, let you say it." Professor Xia glanced at his student and smiled. All the worries and doubts before the game were swept away.
Youyan was startled and quickly broke away his hand.
"Yes." Gu Yebai bowed slightly and walked to the painting.
At this time, there was no longer a sitting audience in the auditorium.
North Building 2.
"Xiao Bai, I'm happy, I want to drink some more."
The cheeks of the woman in his arms were flushed. Gu Yebai frowned. He shouldn't let this woman drink. She would get drunk at the first touch.
Curling up in her lover's arms, Youyan's consciousness began to blur, but the corners of her lips were still slightly curved - Professor Xia was very powerful, and he could see that there was actually more than one person in the painting, and the eyes of the girl in the painting reflected one person's. Images, however, must be captured carefully to be discovered.
No one would have thought that he would hide himself in her eyes. Otherwise, for whom would the sunset be like a painting and her smile bright and bright.