The teachers of the expert review team walked on the stage again, and after they took their seats in turn in the rearranged venue, the host Bai Xue walked to the center of the stage with the microphone and said with a smile:

"Everyone must be full of curiosity about the two students who are about to take the stage, and at the same time, they are extremely envious and jealous!"

Bai Xue's words caused a burst of laughter from the audience, and everyone thought that the luck of these two people was really good!

Bai Xue continued:

"Let me find out! The two students who are about to play the playoffs are...... Fang Yang from Rongcheng University and Yan Huiming from Southeast Normal University! Let us all welcome the two students to the stage with the warmest applause! ”

The audience applauded and looked around to see who the two lucky winners were.

Yan Huiming stood up from the guest seats in the fifth row, tidied up the already neat Versace suit, smiled elegantly, and walked towards the stage.

Yan Huiming was actually very surprised in his heart, he was highly confident in his work, and last night his father personally took him to visit Liu Guangya, one of today's review experts, although the words were very vague, but Liu Guangya must have understood, and he also accepted the bloodstone seal, it stands to reason that this gold medal should be a matter of holding a handle, how could it be a play-off in the end? And the opponent is still Fang Yang......

However, Yan Huiming was only a little surprised, he was still full of confidence, and if he won the competition, he could worship under Master Baiyan and become his registered disciple, which was really a big surprise! So at this moment, Yan Huiming attaches great importance to this playoff.

Compared with Yan Huiming, Fang Yang can only be regarded as unknown, and most people have heard this name for the first time. Even when Fang Yang stood up, the classmate next to him suddenly exclaimed:

"Ahh It turns out that he is Fang Yang! ”

"I remember him! It's the boy who took Soho away that day at the Calligraphy and Painting Club! ”

"It's him! I didn't expect his calligraphy and painting level to be so high! Strange, why didn't he join our painting and calligraphy club? ”

Soho made a cheering gesture to Fang Yang as he walked down the steps, and Fang Yang gave her a faint smile.

The two walked onto the stage one after the other, standing on either side of the host Bai Xue. Bai Xue said with a smile:

"Standing in the middle of two handsome guys, I suddenly felt so nervous...... However, I think these two may be even more nervous than me, because the upcoming play-off will determine who can become Master Baiyan's registered disciple! Before the start of the competition, please share with us how you are feeling at the moment! ”

After speaking, she first handed the microphone to Yan Huiming.

Yan Huiming cleared his throat and said:

"I am Yan Huiming from the School of Art of Southeast Normal University, I feel very honored to be affirmed by the judges, and I will go all out in the extra competition for a while, and use my strength to prove that I am the best candidate for Master Baiyan's disciples!"

After speaking, Yan Huiming looked at Fang Yang with burning eyes.

Bai Xue took the microphone and said with a smile:

"Before the game even started, it was already full of gunpowder! Fang Yang, I don't know what your response is? ”

Fang Yang glanced at Yan Huiming lightly and said:

"Really? I thought it was over! This student has already delivered his acceptance speech, what else do I have to say? Let's see the real thing! ”

Fang Yang's words made the audience laugh, except for the hundred and ten students from Southeast Normal University, other people who didn't know Yan Huiming felt that he was speaking arrogantly, and Fang Yang's words said what they thought.

Yan Huiming gritted his teeth and tried his best to maintain his "demeanor" at the live broadcast site, but the hatred in his heart was clearly conveyed through his eyes.

In the middle of the stage, two bookcases are placed side by side, the four treasures of the study are readily available, the ink has been studied, and the fine rice paper is neatly spread on the bookcase. Fang Yang and Yan Huiming both came to the back of the bookcase and faced the audience.

Master Bai Yan, who was sitting in the center of the judges' bench on one side, said:

"Two dolls are ready to go! There is no limit to the theme of the competition, and there is no limit to the way of expression, as long as it is a painting and calligraphy work! ”

After speaking, Master Bai Yan put down the microphone and looked at the two people on the field with interest, but his gaze was more on Fang Yang's body. Master Bai Yan was very interested in Fang Yang, and from the picture of the lady, Master Bai Yan saw a lot of things, especially the short words of the inscription, Master Bai Yan seemed to see the shadow of his youth.

Yan Huiming only groaned slightly, then took the brush and dipped it in ink, and put down the pen with confidence. What he is best at is landscape painting, and he still chooses landscape painting, which can be described as very proficient.

Fang Yang didn't move for a long time, he took a few deep breaths and closed his eyes slightly. This is also what Master Bai Yan repeatedly taught him in his previous life, before putting down the pen, he must first adjust his state of mind, and once he starts to create, it is all in one go.

In the noisy studio hall, under the eyes of thousands of people, Fang Yang closed his eyes as if no one was around, his whole mind was immersed in his inner world, he felt that the whole world seemed to be quiet, and in his mind came up with the scene when he was learning calligraphy and painting from Master Baiyan in his previous life, Fang Yang liked to drill into Master Baiyan's courtyard when he had nothing to do, there seemed to be another world, away from the hustle and bustle of the world, leisurely. At this moment, facing the most respected teacher in his previous life, Fang Yang couldn't help but recall the original scene, and a feeling of admiration arose.

Master Bai Yan's eyes flickered, and a look of imperceptible surprise appeared on his face, and Fang Yang's interest became stronger and stronger. Nowadays, most people practice calligraphy and painting, most of them are heavy on skills and light-hearted, and take the shortcut of quick success, but Fang Yang can not be in a hurry in such a heavy competition, and adjust his mood first, which is really remarkable, especially when he is so young, which is even more commendable.

Fang Yang stood for three minutes, and the audience looked at Yan Huiming, who was writing hard, and Fang Yang, who was standing quietly and solemnly, and a strange feeling arose in their hearts, which caused a great visual contrast between this static movement.

At this moment, Fang Yang opened his eyes suddenly, at this moment, his feelings had already brewed to the fullest Cheng Dù, and his mood was like an ancient well. It seems that he is the only one on the huge stage, and the scene in his mind is still fresh in his memory.

Fang Yang stretched out his hand to take the brush, dipped it in ink, and put down the pen in one go, without the slightest delay, and the whole action was like flowing water, full of beauty.

Hooking, creating, dotting, dyeing, all kinds of techniques are at your fingertips, and you don't need to think about it at all. At this moment, Fang Yang did not deliberately control his own feelings, but instead integrated this feelings into the paintings. After a while, a small courtyard without earthly atmosphere was already on the paper.

Through the close-up of the camera lens, everyone can see Fang Yang's focused expression at the moment, he has entered the realm of self-forgetfulness, only the rice paper in front of him, and the warm picture of the teacher taking a nap in the afternoon.

Good! The little doll is really nice! Master Bai Yan secretly admired in his heart. Although he couldn't see the content of Fang Yang's painting, he was an expert in the doorway, and as soon as Fang Yang made a move, his temperament alone was already a lot higher than Yan Huiming's, as if he had everyone's demeanor. "Getting carried away" is the supreme realm of Chinese painting, and he has at least first glimpsed the way when he looks at Fang Yang's state.

Last to come, first served!

Although Fang Yang was late to start writing, he took the lead in completing the painting. After he started to swing, he did it in one go, without lag at all, but Yan Huiming became more and more cautious in the later stage, for fear that a mistake would cause the whole game to be lost. Therefore, in the final stage, Yan Huiming sometimes even stops and thinks for a long time before continuing to write.

And Fang Yang waved it heartily, and after finishing it, Fang Yang didn't even look at it, so he threw the pen, quite like a famous man of the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

Yan Huiming's eyes saw that Fang Yang had finished, and he was secretly anxious in his heart, but he was more cautious under his hands, and fine beads of sweat faintly appeared on his forehead.

Five minutes later, Yan Huiming also let out a long breath, put down his pen, and stood respectfully with his hands down:

"Teachers, I'm done!"

Master Bai Yan stood up, and although he had a strong interest in Fang Yang, the master still walked to Yan Huiming's bookcase first.

I guess I want to save it for the last day! That's what many people think.

Other experts followed Master Bai Yan and came to Yan Huiming's painting. Most of the judges made up their minds and only listened to it for a while, because although this was nominally an extra game, it was actually Master Bai Yan's selection of apprentices, and on this issue, it was best to let Bai Lao decide for himself, and if he spoke nonsense without knowing what to do, he didn't have to annoy people.

Yan Huiming still paints landscapes, surging on the Minjiang River, a light boat drifts with the waves, the bank is a shepherd boy holding a cow, and the foreigner's villa on the Guling in the distance looms, this is the cityscape of Rongcheng in the twenties and thirties of the last century, Yan Huiming painted very well, the composition is very exquisite, the lines are beautiful and simple, and the dry and wet shades of ink are just right.

Liu Guangya, who has always been very apprehensive in his heart, was relieved when he saw Yan Huiming's paintings, this landscape is even better than his previous entries, almost no flaws can be found, and the artistic conception is also very beautiful, it is indeed a good masterpiece.

Sure enough, Master Bai Yan looked at it carefully for two or three minutes, and said with an appreciative look in his eyes:

"Not bad! Not bad! The brushwork is vigorous and powerful, the ink is light and moderate, the artistic conception is beautiful, and the blank space gives people endless imagination space! What is rare is that this painting vividly reproduces the life scenes of the people of Rongcheng in the twenties and thirties of the last century, and it is indeed a masterpiece! ”

Yan Huiming was overjoyed when he heard this, but his face was impassive, and he still said humbly:

"The master praises falsely! Boy is ashamed! ”

Master Bai Yan laughed and walked towards Fang Yang's bookcase, and the other experts naturally followed him. Everyone didn't notice that Master Bai Yan's pace was a little faster than usual, and there was a faint hint of expectation in his eyes.

"This is ......" Master Bai Yan was shocked when he saw Fang Yang's painting for the first time, and said in a lost voice.

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