After completing all the preparation processes, Tang Xuan nodded with satisfaction.

It's game on!

Li Hai and Wang Fang were the first to paint, and as Chinese people, even if they never used the Four Treasures of the Study, they would have heard of it.

And the two of them can have such painting skills at this age, but they are no strangers to the four treasures of the study.

Tang Xuan entered the thinking again, and if he wanted to be surprised, there was a lot less room for choice.

Suddenly, Tang Xuan's eyes lit up, and he conceived a model of painting in his mind, and then he started to paint.

Sketching one stroke at a time, soon, a vague outline appeared on the rice paper, but Tang Xuan stopped writing. He frowned, and in just one minute, fine sweat appeared on his forehead.

The audience didn't understand why Tang Xuan stopped, and looked at the big screen, the painter on the rice paper didn't know what it was, and the audience actually saw the fine sweat on Tang Xuan's forehead, and they were even more puzzled.

After painting for such a little while, sweat appeared on the forehead, is it so fake? If you say that you are sweating after painting the whole picture, it is understandable, but what kind of thing you painted, it is a mess.

It's just that no one opened their mouths to be sarcastic, but looked at Tang Xuan with interest, they didn't believe that Tang Xuan would be so unbearable, and it was impossible for someone who could paint on the surface of the water not even be able to paint Chinese paintings.

"Can you see anything?" Chen Yuguo frowned and asked.

Yu Pingzhi shook his head, staring at Tang Xuan's rice paper tightly, and many portraits appeared in his mind, but none of them could be related to Tang Xuan's paintings.

"Could it be abstraction?" Lin Tianyi opened his mouth and said: "The more I look, the more I feel that Tang Xuan is not painting Chinese paintings, but abstract paintings. ”

Yu Pingzhi and Chen Yuguo nodded at the same time, obviously agreeing with Lin Tianyi's meaning.

"I'm afraid this kid has gone out of his way and wants to paint Chinese paintings in the way of abstract painting? I tried it many years ago, and it was terrible. Lin Tianyi shook his head and said with a sigh.

"I think Wang Fang is good, the pen is like a god, and there is no superfluous action in one stroke." Chen Yuguo said.

Yu Pingzhi didn't speak, and looked at Tang Xuan with a frown, I hope it won't disappoint me.

Tang Xuan continued to paint, and the movements in his hands were obviously faster, but the movements were a little inexplicable, painting a little here, a little there, and the whole painting was becoming more and more like the four dislikes.

Time passed little by little, the whole venue was very quiet, no one spoke, this is the last game, enough to see the strength of the three players.

Soon, Wang Fang and Li Hai stopped writing at the same time, apparently finishing their paintings. And Tang Xuan is still like a ghost.

Tang Xuan's face was covered with sweat, as if he had been drenched in the rain, and he looked a little exaggerated.

The audience was stunned, do you want to do this, this is just a painting, not for you to exercise, because Mao's face is full of sweat?

Wang Fang smiled disdainfully and said secretly: Pretend.

Soon, Tang Xuan also finished painting, and shook his sour right hand, which was relaxed for a while.

Wang Jiong looked at the time, there were still two minutes left, but since he had finished painting, Wang Jiong was not slow, and said, "It's time!" ”

"First of all, let's take a look at the masterpieces of the three contestants."

On the big screen, Wang Fang's painting appeared, a picture of plum blossoms. Turning to Lehi's painting again, the nightingale is standing in the treetops, looking into the distance.

As soon as the picture changed again, Tang Xuan's painting appeared on the big screen.

Rumble!

Everyone was stunned, and the previous two presumably, Tang Xuan is not called a painting at all, even a three-year-old child can draw it, but the whole painting looks a little weird, looking left and right, but I didn't find anything weird.

"After appreciating the paintings of the three contestants, the judges and teachers will score and select the champion of the youth competition."

First of all, Yu Pingzhi stood up and said to Wang Fang's painting: "Settle down at the end of the world, and follow the flowers." Hanmei is the most hateful, long last year's flowers, just like this poem, Wang Fang's painting is like cooking, deep five flavors of essence, I give you 80 points. ”

"Plum blossoms, as a flaunt of Chinese painting, countless famous paintings are painted with plum blossoms, but also make everyone's eyes more and more critical, you can use plum blossoms as a topic, but it is also a big challenge, at least you succeed, I also give you 80 points." Lin Tianyi said.

"If you want to draw a plum blossom picture perfectly, it is not a simple thing, it means that the foundation is solid, young people are not impatient, and I will give you 80 points."

The three judges all gave a score of 80 points, and the final average score was 80 points.

"Thank you, judges." Wang Fang was full of smiles and a hint of pride, as if the champion was already his.

The next three judges began to comment on Li Hai's paintings, and although Li Hai's painting was good, he was also a little short of Wang Fang, and finally only scored an average of 76 points.

Seeing such a result, Wang Fang had pride on his face, after Tang Xuan finished painting, he had already left Tang Xuan behind, and only Li Hai became his opponent. Now the results are clear, and the championship is a certainty.

The big screen turned to Tang Xuan's painting again, and the three judges were embarrassed for a while, and none of them spoke.

In the end, it was Yu Pingzhi who broke the deadlock and said, "Tang Xuan, is this your painting?" ”

Although the tone was flat, it was full of disappointment.

Tang Xuan nodded and said, "That's right." ”

Yu Pingzhi was even more disappointed, and said lazily: "Then tell me, what the hell is this painting of yours?" ”

When Tang Xuan heard this, he said, "This painting can't be seen in an ordinary way. ”

"What do you think of that?"

"Look backwards!"

Hearing this, Yu Pingzhi was furious, slapped the table, and drank: "Tang Xuan, I want you to figure it out, this is a painting competition, not a show!" ”

Tang Xuan smiled mysteriously, did not speak, but walked to the table and flipped the table over.

Suddenly, a beautiful painting appeared in front of everyone's eyes!

"Holy shit, what's going on, am I blind, what about that ghost talisman?"

"Magic? A messy painting turned upside down, and it became like this? ”

"3D, fuck, it's 3D!"

Tang Xuan smiled slightly, this painting made him consume a lot of mental power, after all, not only the way of using handstand painting, but also adding 3D three-dimensional painting, each of which must be calculated clearly, otherwise it will affect the quality of the picture, and let the Chinese painting present a 3D appearance, how is it so simple.

"It's amazing, I can't imagine it."

The judges glanced at each other, their eyes full of surprise, they didn't expect that there was such a painting method, they had never heard of it, let alone seen it.

Well, if that's not surprising, what about Chinese painting plus 3D?

The Great Wall, the eagle spreads its wings!

What a huge picture, the endless Great Wall, a majestic eagle flying in the sky, as if alive.

If it weren't for the facts, who wouldn't believe that there are such amazing things in this world that can be painted like this?

This scene showed them the charm of painting!

"Your mind is no longer a human mind, and I can't find any words to describe this painting, and you as a person, with these two ways of painting, I will give you ......"