Chapter 103: The Fourth Scene ------ Painting
The red sun, which enthusiastically released its light, was shocked by the bursts of cheering one after another, and threw itself into the arms of the dark clouds in a panic. The migratory birds flying north hovered on the sports field because of the hot scene, nostalgic for the bustle here that was completely different from the silent sky. The trees around the square played a symphony of pleasant leaves under the frequent visit of the spring breeze, as if to match the passion of the audience on the field and cheer for the talented and beautiful people participating in the competition.
"Wan'er, as the host, we can really owe it to you to win the first three games, this one is the last one, don't be too nervous, just participate normally. Mei Lao said to us from the audience.
"Everywhere, this is what Wan'er should do, of course, I will do my best in this last game. Said seriously, looking at the scenery in the distance, thinking in his mind that he could not come out on top in painting, but why not go off the beaten path and win by skill. As for this clever word, I slowly had the prototype of an idea in my heart.
Time passed slowly, and the game gradually kicked off, only to see Ju Lao walk on the high platform in the center of the square, arch his hand in front of him, and then said: "I think everyone knows that this is the last painting fight, this game is a draw to determine the winner, the old man is very much looking forward to your paintings, the time limit is three hours, okay, please walk the aisle to paint the table." ”
Looking at the contestants from the four countries walking to the painting table in the center of the square, he also chose a table closest to him, and looked at the nearly 100 tables around him, and couldn't help but sigh a little.
When everyone was in place, Ju Lao cleared his throat and announced, "The game is on!"
I saw that the talented and beautiful people in the center of the square raised their pens and began to paint, and the most eye-catching thing was Li Wan'er of the southern kingdom who won the two championships, and everyone was looking forward to her paintings of this painting fight. I saw that Li Wan'er didn't raise the brush like other talented and beautiful people, but took out a box from a cloth bag, which contained colorful paste-like objects, and then saw Li Wan'er take out a few pens that were somewhat similar to the brush but a little different. The curiosity of the big guy slowly increased, and they all looked at Li Wan'er's table.
I saw that Li Wan'er, the temperature of the paper and her fingertips seemed to melt together, and the paintbrush in Li Wan'er's hand was playing in the orange warm light.
People who are close to see that Li Wan'er painted a ceramic vase, there is nothing outstanding, if you insist on a characteristic, that is, the material of this painting is a little different, can't help but shake their heads a little, it seems that their expectations for her are too high, because it did not meet people's expectations, slowly, everyone began to shift their eyes and observe the paintings of other contestants.
Time passed slowly little by little, not who was the first to "huh" The focus of people's surprise is the disappointing Nanguo Li Wan'er, and as the focus, she did not hear the exclamations around her, her hand is held at the back end of the strange brush, and her left hand is holding a board next to her, as if she is adjusting the color, carefully studied her painting for a while, thought for a while, then raised the pen and carefully dropped the pen on the unfinished painting, her wrist was flexibly bent, the green tendons on the back of the hand became more and more obvious, the original flat ceramic vase, when the color lines were handed over a little bit, it also became three-dimensionalIt's shiny. He stared intently at the tip of the pen, no one around, except for the small sound of the brush rubbing against the paper that filled her world. She stood in front of the drawing table, holding the strange brush in her hand, her eyes carefully observing the delicate flower in front of her, the pen in her hand moved slightly, outlining a slightly green line, and then looked up at the flowers, and focused on depicting the plants in the brush, some small leaves overlapped, she frowned, thinking about how to write...... Eventually, she finished the painting.