Chapter 43: A Loud Slap in the Face
The review work continued, because it was an on-site review, so at this moment, on the vast playground, everyone lowered their voices, focused on the review seats, and waited for the review results.
Suddenly, the judges in charge of the painting review burst out in surprise, only to see five people looking at a painting attentively, admiring again and again.
"Hahaha, good painting, good painting, there are successors in my country's painting world!"
"Yes, you look at this ink plum picture, the ink color change is excellent, the shade is appropriate, and the plum blossom is so lifelike very cleverly outlined, like a real thing, such a skill, without considerable practice and extraordinary talent, it is absolutely impossible to draw."
"Well, the most important thing is that this Mo Meitu already contains a trace of spirituality in it, which is really commendable, and if you go further, it is estimated that you will be able to set foot in the master realm, and it is really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves!"
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People's curiosity has been indefinitely raised, and the judges have given such a high evaluation, so whose work is this Memetu, how high will it be scored, and will it win the championship in one fell swoop?
As early as when the judges said Memetu, Cai Jin was already overjoyed, and when he heard the judges' high evaluation, Cai Jin's head was raised even higher, if it wasn't for pretending to be reserved, he would have jumped up happily.
His hard work and research this year have not been in vain, this time the champion of the painting competition, he has decided, with such a background, who can compete with him?
"Cai Jin, Mo Meitu, nine and three points!" Finally, the slightly passionate reading sound rang out, and it reached everyone's ears through the amplification equipment in the venue.
Nine points three, what a shocking score, although the highest score is ten, but in terms of the level of the contestants, this is an almost impossible limit, the most suitable for the level of the contestants is between eight and nine points, nine points up, every extra point is a difficult leap.
And the judging of the first painting gave such a high score, which may be a wonderful start for this competition, but for all the contestants who participated in the painting competition, it was the most brutal suppression!
It is like a high mountain weighing more than 10 million catties, which pressed on everyone's chests at the beginning, making it difficult to breathe, and it was extremely suffocating!
With pale faces and the corners of their mouths twitching, many of the contestants in the painting stared at Cai Jin's figure, their eyes full of panic and a deep sense of powerlessness!
"It's, it's amazing!"
"Is this the strength of the Little Painting Saint, it's really not something we can compare with."
"Such talent, how can it be embarrassing!"
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Along with the playground, there are many spectators' shouts and support for Cai Jin, as well as continuous reporters taking pictures!
"Congratulations, congratulations, Principal Fang is afraid that he will take the lead again this time."
"yes, yes, it's really envious of us people."
"Principal Fang's ability to administer studies is probably the first in our province."
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Endless compliments and admiration swarmed towards Fang Shaohua, Fang Shaohua was ecstatic in his heart, but his face was indifferent.
"You guys are laughing, when it comes to calligraphy and painting, Liu Yong and Murong Bo are the real seniors, you should continue to wait and see the score with me, maybe there will be better results in the future."
Fang Shaohua said this, but he sneered in his heart, Cai Jin is already destined to be the pinnacle of this painting competition, and no one else can surpass him, so he is just a little modest.
Sure enough, the next score has been lowered by a notch, and the highest of all the ratings is only 8.7 points, and soon, the last two are left after twenty paintings!
"How about it, do you see it, this is my strength, now are you very sad, very lost, very regretful, hahahaha!" Cai Jin, who was complacent, walked in front of Bai Ye and Chaos City again, and said mockingly.
He just waited to see the two of them with pale faces and lost every inch, no way, the successful one has the right to arbitrarily point fingers at the loser and trample on it ruthlessly!
It's just that this time he completely miscalculated, and the white night and the chaotic city seemed to have not seen him at all, and the two of them were whispering something quietly.
Suddenly, Cai Jin's face turned the color of pig liver, and his dignified little painting saint was ignored, and just when he was angry, there was something strange on the judging table again.
"Well, when you look at this painting, I can't believe it, it seems to be hallucinating."
"No, no, it's true, it's not an illusion, this artistic conception is so beautiful, incredibly beautiful, incredibly real!"
"Hehe, it's another classic, more perfect than the previous one, and more spiritual, Chang'e running to the moon can be sketched so vividly and ethereally, it's really amazing, even I can't do it!"
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"Chaos in the city, Chang'e to the moon, nine o'clock!"
When such a reading was made, the scene was silent for less than a second, and then there was a tsunami of cheers, which lasted for a long time!
With a more shocking score than 9.3, and the player with such an excellent score still belongs to Jinju University at home, how can the momentum not be huge?
It should be so big that it explodes!
"Congratulations, senior sister." Bai Ye smiled and congratulated.
Chaos Allure smiled when she heard this, she was not surprised by her achievements, she had never paid attention to Cai Jin.
"Senior brother, what about you, you won't lose to me, senior sister, right?"
"Hehe, it's not bad to lose to Senior Sister, I'm really still handsome, I can only be a quiet little white face, eat Senior Sister, your soft rice." Bai Yetian replied with a shameless smile.
"This, this is impossible, how can this be" Looking at Bai Ye and the chaotic city, Yan Yan laughed, and listened to the announcement of the score that was more than one step higher than him, Cai Jin's previous anger was extinguished at once, and endless panic and disbelief followed.
In just a moment, he was knocked off the altar, his nose was bruised, his face was swollen, and his body was shattered, how could he bear such a gap, but in fact, he was powerless to change.
Sitting on the ground, Cai Jin's consciousness was in chaos!
On the rostrum, along with Cai Jin, Fang Shaohua was stunned, he shook his head, pinched his thighs vigorously, and told himself that this was not true, just dreaming, but the deep sting and the mocking eyes of other people around him made him sweat coldly.
He had to soberly tell himself that this was true, it was reality!
Pursing the corners of his mouth, Fang Shaohua forced himself to calm down, he just lost one game, he still had chips in his hand, he was not a complete loser!
"It's still Principal Fang's foresight, and there are indeed more outstanding students in the future!"
"Yes, yes, Principal Fang, you are really a god!"
"Principal Fang is amazing!"
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At this time, the principals of other schools said to Fang Shaohua with a happy face, and his tone was as admiring as before, but in Fang Shaohua's ears, it was like a sharp sword piercing his heart, piercing a thousand holes; slapped him in the face one by one, and he was dizzy!
But he still has to greet him with a smile.
"Ahem, you've praised it!"