The first to come to the stage was Kong Xubai, there was a deafening cheer at the scene, Yu Qinglime heard someone around her frantically shouting Kong Xubai's name, she seemed to be infected, and followed the figure on the stage without blinking, feeling a little honored.

After Kong Xubai sat down, as if he remembered something, he raised his head and slowly glanced at the audience, his gaze suddenly froze somewhere, and then Yu Qinglime smiled when he saw him, and nodded slightly in his direction.

Before Yu Qingli's smile could be pulled out, the sleeve was grabbed by a girl next to her, and she shouted frantically: "Ahhh

"What are you talking nonsense! He's obviously looking at me! Ahhhh

Quime Lime: ......

It's no wonder that Kong Xubai is a person, he is obviously a painter, but his face is more delicate than that of a star on TV. As his fame has become higher and higher over the years, Kong Xubai's fans have reached tens of thousands, and every time he goes out, he will be followed by a large group of men and women who like his paintings or his face, shouting his name regardless of the image: Kong Xubai!

After the experts sat down one after another, everyone found that the five expert seats originally set up were empty.

Before he had time to think about it, the host came to the stage and pretended to be mysterious: "Our last guest today, he is not a painter, but this gentleman's contribution to realistic painting over the years is obvious to all in the industry, and at the same time, he is also our sponsor of this competition, let us invite - President of Riverbank Group, Gu Mo, Mr. Gu!"

The spotlight suddenly hit the light and shadow at the entrance of the stage, and a man in a wheelchair was pushed slowly in by a staff member, and several people who were originally sitting in the expert seat saw him coming, and they all got up to shake his hand.

"Although Mr. Gu is not a painter himself, he has studied paintings very deeply over the years and has been in contact with many painters in the industry, and his arrival will definitely make our competition more exciting today!"

Yu Lime, who was sitting in the audience, was dumbfounded. Her eyes widened, looking at the man on the stage who was pushed by Yi Fan to sit down, her heart was full of disbelief.

Gu Mo, why is he here?

The situation on the scene did not give her a chance to think about it, and between the flashing lights, with the introduction of the host, the first painting had been taken to the stage.

The five experts took turns looking at the painting and exchanging views with each other, and one of the senior seniors nodded to the staff, and the whole painting was projected on the big screen.

Yu Lime's attention was instantly drawn to it. The painting depicts an ocean, and the artist uses bold colors to depict shark predation in the middle of the deep sea. The whole painting is heavy blue, and as soon as it is projected on the big screen, the lights on the scene are also dimmed, as if you are in the scene.

Yu Qinglime couldn't help but look up at the painting, and couldn't help but sigh at the author's strong strength in her heart. The first painting was so good that she began to worry a little bit about her work.

After the staff put the painting on the big screen, Kong Xubai picked up the microphone, and his clear voice spread throughout the venue: "After discussion with several judges, I unanimously decided to give this painting 8 points!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar below.

"What? This painting actually gave 8 points? It was so high when it came up, how can this make the later works live!"

These judges are all well-known seniors in the industry, and their decisions must be fair and just. Besides, so many people watched the scene, and their paintings were already very good!"

Yu Qinglime listened to their discussion, and did not speak, just stared intently at the stage.

She had heard before she came to Holland that the rules of the game were brutal. After the first round of primary selection, there are not many works that can go to the second round, and the total number of works is only about 30.

But despite this, there are still a lot of people who watch the expert evaluation on the spot, most of them come to improve their painting skills, and of course, a large part of them are to chase stars.

The second painting has been put on stage, I have to say, this year's author's ideas are very bold, the giant screen projected is an earth, to be exact, it is an earth two thousand years later, there is no tree on it, the river is dry, the earth is cracked, through the huge screen projection straight in front of everyone's eyes, very shocking.

But this painting is a description of the future scene after all, and some details are not handled perfectly, Yu Qinglime looked at it for a while, and heard the judge's voice come out: "The score of this painting is 6 points!"

Yu Qingling smiled and put a snack slightly, such a professional judge's perspective, coupled with an upright person like Kong Xubai, will definitely give the most appropriate score for each painting.

Thinking in her heart, the ghost sent the gods, and shifted her gaze to look at Gu Mo who was sitting in the middle. He had been sitting there since he came on stage, and he would glance at the painting when it was passed on, but just a glance, and immediately pass it on to the next person, with a faint expression on his face, and he did not mean to express any opinion from beginning to end.

Yu Lime lowers her eyelids. A person like him, even if he came here, should be forced to be helpless, and he must be very unhappy in his heart!

The expert determination session proceeded quickly, and by the hour there were less than ten paintings left on the stage.

Yu Lime's palms were a little sweaty.

Just now, when she looked at the works one by one, she found that everyone was very thoughtful, and the painters were very good, and there were a few portraits similar to the types she painted, all of which did not attract the attention of the judges, and the scores were mediocre.

When the last five paintings were appraised at the venue, some people at the scene had lost patience and kept looking at the entrance of the venue, and their expressions began to be a little anxious.

"The thirty-second work of Liangmu, the author's pen name is Wanshou, selected from the portrait genre. ”

Finally, Yu Qinglime heard the host read her work, she subconsciously sat up straight, her eyes widened, and she looked straight at the stage.

What she didn't see was that Gu Mo, who had been sitting there with a lazy expression and was already slightly impatient, was stunned for a moment after hearing the name "Wanshou", and his eyes fell on the painting that had not yet reached his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, deep and seductive.

Kong Xubai sat in the first place, and after seeing the painting, his expression suddenly became serious, and when he gave the painting to the person next to him, he turned around and glanced at the host.

When the host saw Kong Xubai's signal, he hurriedly ran over, tilted his head slightly, and asked, "What's wrong, Mr. Kong, is there anything wrong with this painting?"

Kong Xubai shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "No problem, I just want to confirm the rules with you, under what circumstances can the work be given a full score?"

The host's face changed slightly, and he glanced at the audience who were hung up by Kong Xubai, and his heart was drumming.

"Mr. Kong, a full score can only be given if all the judges agree unanimously. ”

When Kong Xubai heard this, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Gu Mo, who was sitting there carelessly, pursed his lips, and said, "I know." ”