"I have won glory for my country, and I am grateful for such a wonderful opponent, thank you."

Wang Tian and Tan Xiao looked at Kawashima Ichiro, as if they saw the reward of their efforts for so long, Kawashima Ichiro put it down, he smiled heartily, he had no burden.

However, Wang Tian and Tan Xiao can't do it, they still have to face the judgment of the audience next, there is only one champion, and one of them must leave first.

At this moment, everyone wants to stay with themselves.

The desire to win burned in Wang Tian's heart for the first time, and as the applause gradually subsided, Wang Tian and Tan Xiao looked at the audience respectively.

The audience is the most difficult judge to guess, and it is entirely possible for them to change their original intentions because of their instantaneous thoughts, so neither Wang Tian nor Tan Xiao is completely sure that they will be able to win this championship.

At this time, Xie Wei, who had both temperament and beauty, walked up to the two of them, looked at them with a smile, and said confirmatively. "You two, congratulations first. I want to tell you that the champion will be produced among the two of you, and the following is the moment when the audience will score, I think you must have a lot of things to share with the audience at this moment, Tan Xiao, you first talk about your feelings, and pull the ticket. ”

In the last link, the order of the speech is sometimes very crucial, the first to say, may not be thought through, the speech is not to express the point, Xie Wei called Tan Xiaoxian, this is her partiality towards Wang Tian.

Sure enough, Tan Xiao, who is not good at words, is a little wooden, and he is even more nervous and restrained in the face of so many people. After organizing the language for a long time, Tan Xiaocai slurred. "That, I'm Master Wei Peiji's apprentice. I hope everybody supports me, so be it. Thank you. ”

"Famous teachers produce high apprentices, Tan Xiao should mean this." Xie Wei explained. "But you're so succinct. Friends who like Tan Xiao can support him. So what about you, Wang Tian, do you want to say a few words to everyone? ”

Wang Tian nodded silently. In fact, he already has a thousand words to share.

At this moment, with the opportunity, Wang Tian took a few steps forward, and after facing the audience, Wang Tiancai said solemnly. "First of all, to be able to get to this point, I would like to thank my friends who have supported me for so long. Dear dear, thank you for giving me this opportunity to promote the art of painting. At this moment, I think that the champion and runner-up are not so important, the important thing is that we have felt the charm of painting art along the way, and personally practiced to bring this beautiful thing to everyone. ”

"The art of painting is to be appreciated and cultivated. Competition is just a formality, I believe we are not for competition, we are for this art, this culture to spread. So. I'm very happy to have come all the way, thank you, I love you for all your support. ”

Wang Tian bowed deeply. Some people in the audience applauded spontaneously, but Wang Tian did not chase fame and fortune. It's just that the spirit of spreading art has invisibly raised his personality charm to a higher level.

Outside the audience. Many friends who are engaged in the media industry have also made unexpected discoveries, and they generally feel that Wang Tian is also a plastic talent in hosting and variety shows.

Several large news media units have begun to plan in their hearts that if Wang Tian wins the championship, under the premise that Binhai Variety Channel vigorously creates stars, they can also bring Wang Tian under their command. He must also be a darling of the press.

After Wang Tian and Tan Xiao finished expressing themselves, the next second was the audience's scoring session.

Say that the audience should be rated, evaluated. At this time, how could the audience wait quietly. At least for the first five to ten minutes, many people were almost upstairs and downstairs running to tell each other, and fans who supported their respective authors even tore other people's clothes and begged them to vote for their loved ones.

Ye Zi and Xue Ping have already mobilized a lot of centrists to help Wang Tian fight for more possible people.

In addition to his family, Binhai College, Wang Tian's good friends Orange, Zuo Xiaoyu, and Su Lele are all overwhelmingly rendering Wang Tian's strength and praising Wang Tian's shadow room works.

Although Tan Xiao also has many supporters, due to many shortcomings such as poor words and poor image, Tan Xiao lacks Wang Tian's affinity among the younger generation and is at a disadvantage.

But Tan Xiao's advantage over Wang Tian is that his paintings are intuitive and easy to understand, full of heart-warming works, and many people who are tired of family work and life feel more comfortable with this kind of creation, so they are more willing to vote for Tan Xiao.

Therefore, this is always a game between the two players, and no one dares to guarantee that they must win if they do not score out in the end.

In order to render and spread the atmosphere to the fullest, the two hosts were silent at the moment, allowing the audience to ferment emotionally.

The media also likes this tense prelude to the imminent rain and the wind filling the building, filming the sensational scene on the field.

For at least three minutes, the field was out of control.

After Zhang Yang returned to the stage, his hands were pressed for a long time, and the court gradually quieted down.

Zhang Yang hurried up. "Okay, Wang Tian and Tan Xiao have expressed their own thoughts before, and then I will ask the audience to choose the works you like, just a few minutes, we handed over to you with two color signs, one is red, the other is blue, the red sign represents Wang Tian, the blue sign represents Tan Xiao, whose work you like will hold up the color of the brand he represents."

"Below, we are divided into two parts to hold signs, first the audience upstairs, then our audience downstairs, are you ready, red represents Wang Tian, blue represents Tan Xiao, please choose carefully."

Hearing Zhang Yang's voice, the audience upstairs was eager to try it first, just waiting for Zhang Yang to say the beginning, and then everyone went to raise the card, because the upstairs were some students, naturally, Wang Tian's voice was relatively high, and the students just ran to tell each other, aiming to create history, and once again win the painters of the social group, so it seemed to be united.

"Let's go."

With the beginning of the flamboyant sentence, the upstairs immediately exploded, and suddenly two colored oceans appeared in the air, and strangely, the area chosen was clearly bounded.

The students in the west and in the middle all held up red signs, and only in the east and corner were blue signs.

Moreover, there are a few red classmates who support Wang Tian in the brand.

Undoubtedly, this card-raising king Tiansheng won, and the number of people with red brands almost exceeded that of blue brands by three times, which is an absolute lead.

Zhang Yang doesn't need to be confirmed, anyone can clearly see the wins and losses. At this time, the staff of the organizer counted the number one by one.

And Xie Wei had already stood in front of the stage, facing the audience. "The voting upstairs has ended, and below is our vote, whoever supports will hold up who's sign, remember, red represents Wang Tian, blue represents Tan Xiao, please choose."

The identity of the audience in the audience is more complicated, including students, art lovers, many painters, and even some people from all walks of life.

Some of them can understand the works, and some just look at them roughly, thinking that Tan Xiao's heartwarming works here will be more popular.

Because it's intuitive.

But when the card was raised, Wang Tian felt incredible.

It's almost the same as upstairs, though it's not a clear boundary, but the number of red signs is still in the lead, almost all of them enveloping every little patch of blue. Or it can be said that there are very few blue signs, and they can hardly form any large areas.

But Wang Tianxia found a lot of familiar figures in the crowd in a second.

There are Xue Ping, there are Ye Zi, there are Liu Zongqing, Liu Lao and Aunt Song Huamin.

Xiao Jie's kid was also smiling brightly under the red sign.

Brother Gong Jiachao, Brother Wang Junhua, including Sun Jian and Lin Khan, all came over, and they have been winning over people's hearts all the time, so many centrists and wavering people finally voted for Wang Tian.

Stats were needed to know the final result, but with the lead and the red in the moment, the stats are just a form of finishing the game.

Wang Tian won, he ushered in this victory in advance, although the field is still nervously doing statistical work, but the celebration of Wang Tian has already begun.

First Ye Zi went up with a bouquet of flowers, and then the applause from the audience also rang out at this time, Xue Ping saw that his son had won, and he was full of joy, remembering that his son might go home for dinner and celebrate, Xue Ping turned around to go home.

Wang Tian saw Xue Ping's back almost at a glance in the crowd, her back was no longer so straight, and it was a little rickety.

Her gait was not as robust as it had been when she was younger, and she was a little lonely and weak in the crowd.

A sour gush gushed out, no matter what happened before, Wang Tian felt that after so many years, maybe he should really let go.

Xue Ping is old, she can't bear so much tiredness and suffering, she should admit that no matter how much she hated her, she should also be given a chance.

Ye Zi also saw her mother walking away, she knew that Wang Tian had always misunderstood Xue Ping, who didn't let herself tell her brother.

But Ye Zi understands that whether to say it or not will have a great change in the relationship between his brother and mother.

The leaves finally mustered up their courage.

"Brother, I want to tell you something."

"What's the matter?" Wang Tian looked at Xue Ping and wanted to stop her, but said absentmindedly.

"That's why my mother divorced my father back then. My mother later told me that it was because she was misdiagnosed with dysentery back then, and she didn't want to affect her father and the family, so she resolutely left. Considering that I had just been born at the time and couldn't leave my mother, she took me away. But a few years later, my mother found out that it was a misdiagnosis. But at this time, there is no going back. (To be continued......)