"This grape picture is good. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" said a judge.

Dong Yushi nodded with satisfaction, this is Tang Xiaochen's work, how could he not see it.

"Huh? It's-. Suddenly, one of the judges came up with a picture full of local flavor, which depicted a small bridge and flowing water.

In the murmuring water, a flat boat drove in the laneway, and an old man in a cloak rowed leisurely at the bow.

"Wonderful, showing the life of the water town to the fullest, it's really a good painting, Lao Yang, this is your apprentice."

An old man stroked his beard and nodded proudly.

"I've really had a lot of geniuses over the years, and it's good to take a look at this one."

Several old men talked about it, and the projection behind it also showed the whole picture of the picture, and every time one was exhibited, there would be a warm exclamation below.

"Qiu Run, I haven't seen you for a few years, your great-grandson's reputation is not small, what my apprentice is most afraid of is running into your little ghost." Lao Yang smiled at Master Qiu Run.

"Eh, that kid of his, every day he only knows how to soak in ink, painting something that he doesn't know what it is, it's really rare, every painting can make people feel the sublimation of thought."

Master Qiurun's words are full of pride, but also some drumming.

Lao Yang was originally polite, but he was not happy when he heard Qiu Run's words, where is his apprentice really bad, is it necessary to praise his great-grandson like this?

Who knows, it just so happened that the next one handed up was the picture covered with black lines.

Master Qiurun raised his head proudly, he had long been familiar with the results of Xiaoruntu anyway, and he couldn't understand it at all, but strangely, he thought it was good-looking.

"How? President Dong, how is it compared to your little apprentice? I heard that she is three or four years older than our Xiaoruntu. ”

"Who can compare to your perverted great-grandson, speaking of which, is your grandson's illness better?" The relationship between Dong Yushi and Qiu Run has always been bad, so he is not polite when he speaks.

Qiu Run's son has died of an incurable disease, and his grandson has also been sick and has been in the hospital for several years, and now it can be said that only the only seedling left is Xiao Runtu, so it is very precious.

Master Qiurun's face darkened suddenly, "You don't have to worry about it. ”

"This painting looks very touching and makes people reflect."

"That's right, I feel that this is out of the category of painting, but more like an article, which can enlighten people's hearts."

The judges all gave their opinions, and the others nodded in agreement.

As for Dong Yushi, he could only pretend not to see it, and he had to admit that this painting was indeed called art.

Now, for Mu Ling, he is very worried.

After seeing Xiao Runtu's paintings, other people's works feel that they have been lowered a notch, even if the paintings are good, but there is always a sense of immediacy without connotation.

Until, Mu Ling's painting was picked up.

Sunflower.

A material that is not common in Chinese paintings, with frolicking sparrows, has a unique charm at this moment.

What's even more peculiar is that whenever I look at this painting, I can't help but feel like I'm bathed in the sun, as if I'm just a few sunflowers facing the sun, enjoying the nutrients in the air.

Everyone felt like their minds were frozen, and their bodies became warm.

"Tell me about it! Hurry up! One of the judges was stunned when he held the painting, and the person next to him couldn't help but urge.

"Huh?!" After shaking his senses, the man praised with happiness on his face: "This is a realm!" Take a look! ”

Among all the paintings, only this one was circulated very slowly, because all the judges couldn't help but look twice, in this cool and cloudy day, this is undoubtedly artificial heating!

And Master Qiurun's face became worse and worse, he originally thought that Xiao Runtu would undoubtedly be able to win the top, but how did he know that such a big pervert came out, I really don't know what kind of life Dong Yushi has accumulated blessings, and he can receive such an apprentice.

Dong Yushi looked surprised.

He really didn't expect Mu Ling to paint this kind of work, not to mention the aura, it can also make people feel the beauty of the world at first glance, this kind of technique, in addition to proficiency, has long exceeded his level.

He smiled helplessly, he really had nothing to say to this apprentice.

The subsequent circulation became even more meaningless, and the judges were a little visually fatigued, and they were numb to some excellent but mediocre works.

In the end, after all the works have been appreciated, it is time for the meaningful voting session.

said that it was a vote, but the power of life and death was still in the hands of the judges.

After official discussions, the top three places were finally determined.

"Runtu and Mu Ling's works will definitely be in the top three, the key is which of them is better or worse, and whose talent deserves to be at the top of the list." The judges fell into deep thought.

The works of the two people have their own style, both have their own characteristics, and they can't compare them at all!

"I think it's better to moisten the soil, and now the hustle and bustle of society needs this kind of deep thinking as inspiration, and it's very artistic."

"No, I don't agree, relatively speaking, I prefer Mu Ling's, that sunflower represents an upward sunny temperament, it is precisely because of the hustle and bustle, people become more indifferent, hoping to get something for nothing, and this painting is the most powerful attack!"

The judges' debates are endless, and everyone's aesthetic is different, so it is difficult to negotiate the result.

After the mass voting ended, the data won the judges' seats, and there was a situation where Mu Ling Runtu tied for the first place, which undoubtedly increased the difficulty for the judges.

As for the third, it is Tang Xiaochen's grapes, and the disciple of the master surnamed Yang has been ranked fourth by a few votes.

The judges entered a stalemate, and the people waiting below became more and more anxious.

Will it be successful? Will it be successful? Will it be successful?

Mu Ling's heart was pounding like a drum again, and she was quite calm at first, but looking at the tangled looks of the judges, she couldn't calm down more and more.

In the end, the judges collectively breathed a sigh of relief, but finally the first and second were decided for a reasonable reason.

The host who got the list returned to the center.

"Everyone, I think everyone is in a hurry, but it is true that there are too many talented people in this painting competition, so that the dear judges have different opinions, but now, the results are in my hands, and I already know the top three places."

The host adjusted everyone's appetite, making many people's palms sweat.

"Oh, the first and second are very young, what a hero is a teenager."

is very young, and the youngest person present is Runtu and herself, so she is expected to win the championship, listening to the host's half sentence, Mu Ling couldn't help but think.

"The first place is the author of "Sunshine", Mu Ling!" (To be continued.) )