Chapter Forty-Six: The First Game of the Friendship Art Competition

Zhou Xun looked at Qian Xue with a smile and said: "Shan Yumeng is a super genius genius student newly recruited by our Yannan Middle School this year, no matter which subject he exams, he passed with a full score, and he also has super powerful sketching skills, and the things drawn are lifelike, and the name of Huachao No. 1 Middle School of Mingxi Middle School is about to disappear." ”

"Our art department is not bad, Lin Qing and Huang Zhong are all painting geniuses of telecommunications." Qian Xue said, what Zhou Xun said was secretly sarcastic, but smart people could see it at a glance.

"Giggles, I want to see what they paint." Zhou Xun said.

"Cut."

Da Xueqin watched from the side, without saying a word, concentrating, as if she was painting.

Lin Qing's painting is very light, with a brushstroke, very understated, but I don't know if the painting he draws can show the feeling of crying.

Da Ming looked serious, but he didn't use his pen, he just kept observing the piece of paper, not knowing what he was doing.

Huang Zhong worked very hard, but he worked very hard in his strokes, indicating that he had no confidence in himself.

Drawing is a long job, but this game is very limited, only 30 minutes, and it is very painful and difficult to draw.

Damien never started to write, and he looked like a master painter, but anyone who knew knew that he didn't know how to draw.

Lin Qing drew very fast, making a rustling sound.

The people in Yannan Middle School also drew very quickly.

Qi Heishi yawned boredly, as if this game had nothing to do with him.

The same is true for Chop Xin and Xu Huanghuang, who are absent-minded and don't seem to take Lin Qing's children in their eyes at all.

How good can a child's drawing be?

Rustling.

"I'm done!" Hu Yu stood up first, and there was still a lot of sweat on his face, which showed how wasted his brain was in order to paint this painting.

At this point, it's still ten minutes before the end.

Damien got to work.

Everyone looked at the man who hadn't put pen to paper.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Damien writes very quickly.

Hum! See? Forget me! Hahaha! I'm the real thing. Da Ming thought to himself, his demeanor as a god is really cool, he deliberately didn't paint, and suddenly started to write when he didn't have enough time.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Lu Zhenzhi was painting, suddenly stopped writing, then put the painting aside, closed his eyes and recuperated.

This is the person who paints!

"I've heard people say that people who love to draw are more handsome!"

"Yes, yes, you see that Lin Qing, Huang Chong, and the people from Yannan Middle School are all like this."

"I don't think so, if you look at Daming, he doesn't look good."

Spicy next door, Daming is unhappy again, for Mao to pull me every time!

Lin Qing also slowly put down the pen, and then looked at the people around him.

Daming is frantically rushing to paint, and Huang Chong has finished painting, as for Yannan Middle School, all the paintings have been completed.

"Alright, it's time." Qi Heishi said.

"Wait, wait, I'm a little close." Damien hurriedly said.

"Hahaha, tell you to pretend to be forced."

"It's just, I thought it was amazing."

The chatter came again

"Fuck it!" Damien pressed the pen directly on the table and said, "Okay." ”

So, Chop Xiangxin slowly walked down and picked up the painting.

The three of them studied the painting in their seats, while the six students sat bored on the ground.

"Woo woo woo, I guess I'm going to be eliminated." Damien said with a sad face.

"Brother, who said you would definitely be eliminated?" Da Xueqin in the back said with a smile: "Maybe it will become the dark horse this time." ”

"Don't say it, it's more heartbroken for me to say it."

Qi Heishi first looked at Hu Yu's painting, looked at it for a while, and then directly tore the painting in half.

Hu Yu's eyes widened, he stood up directly, and said, "What are you doing?" ”

"You're eliminated." Qi Heishi said lightly.

"Why?"

"Why?" Qi Heishi sneered, and put the two halves of the painting directly together, only to see a human head painted on the painting, and that person was holding tears.

"The paintings you draw are full of loopholes, you can only draw crying, you can't draw pain, you only draw human faces, you don't draw human hands and other things to match, you can't show the feeling of pain, you can only feel crying, what is crying? Why are you crying? You didn't draw it, so even if your art style is very good, you're still eliminated. Qi Heishi said.

"How is that possible?" Hu Yu's eyes widened and he said, "How can anyone have painful feelings? ”

"Yes." Qi Heishi looked at Hu Yu, and then took out a drawing.

The painting is very unique, and I saw that the first half of the painting was full of words.

These words are "Drug abuse is harmful to health, and early withdrawal from drugs is beneficial to health." It's just such a small word, but it takes up the entire first half of the page.

The second half of the night is a simple painting.

That style of painting is miserable.

I saw a man standing there with a whole body and a rattling body, like a withered flower, and then a cane in his hand.

The person in this painting has no expression, but it gives the impression that this skinny man must be in pain. It's just that the style of painting is too ugly.

"Whew." Daming directly covered his face and said, "My painting is too ugly, I guess it will be eliminated." ”

"Not necessarily." Lin Qing patted Da Ming's shoulder and said.

"Do you see anything in this painting?" Qi Heishi asked.

"Pain."

"Yes." Qi Heishi nodded and said, "He vividly shows pain, so his paintings are very successful, and he uses a funny style of painting to experience painful expressions even more." ”

Lin Qing is very similar to saying, is his painting style like this?

Then, Qi Heishi looked at Huang Chong again.

Huang Chong took the initiative to stand up and said, "I was eliminated." After saying that, he walked out directly.

"Damien wasn't even eliminated?"

"Is he really good at drawing?"

"Funny art style, hehe."

The surrounding chatter came out instantly.

"Funny painting style..."Damien touched his face, and he felt like he was about to cry bitterly.

"Aren't you not eliminated?"

"Funny art style." Daming said again: "It's better to be paralyzed than to let me be eliminated!" ”

“...”

"In the second scene, draw the distressed person, remember, the more distressed the show, the better." Qi Heishi said lightly: "The time is fifteen minutes." ”

"I'll it, it's only been fifteen minutes!"

"yes, yes, it's only fifteen minutes, isn't it?"

The surrounding chatter rang out again.

"Let's go."

As soon as the words fell, the four of them lowered their heads and worked steamed buns.