Wei Ting asked Ren Bufan to go to the side to get the painting tools prepared by the association, and everything was really complete here.

Ren Bufan selected slowly and methodically, and found something more interesting, so he squatted next to him and took a tool to make some blends of paint.

It was very busy, and no one paid attention to what he was doing.

When he was almost done, he slowly moved the painting tools to their assigned positions.

It wasn't until before the start of the competition that the people of the association finally finished their business.

An old man who looked quite strict walked up to the stage and began to speak in front of all the invitees to the competition: "My name is Yang Yan, I am the founder of the Wuzhou Calligraphy and Painting Association, and I am also the current chairman of the Wuzhou Calligraphy and Painting Association. The purpose of holding the 9th Soochow Cup Calligraphy and Painting Competition today is to select the most suitable candidates from all the outstanding young people in Wuzhou City to join the family of our Calligraphy and Painting Association. So today......"

He spoke at length for a long time, and the other contestants listened carefully, only Ren Bufan kept sleepy and yawned.

Finally, after the chairman of the association finished speaking, he announced the proposition: "Today's competition, I will be a model! There is no limit to painting methods and skills, and the work can be completed within the specified time, with a time limit of five hours! After the competition, our association members and special guests will comment on everyone's paintings and determine the top five with the most strength." These five contestants will receive the ranking trophy, certificate and bonus provided by the association, and at the same time get the quota to join the association and become full members!

As soon as the words fell, he sat in the middle of the painting field, motionless.

The contestant was already counting as he spoke, and now he was immediately inking on the paper.

Wei Ting and other members of the association, special guests stood around and watched, their eyes roaming left and right.

"I said, that's your special invited contestant, right?" someone pointed in the direction of Ren Bufan and asked, "What is he doing?"

Wei Ting looked in Ren Bufan's direction, only to see that he did not start painting directly like the rest of the contestants, but took a paintbrush and leisurely stirred it on the palette. So he turned his head and said: "First of all, he should have been my special guest commentator, not a contestant, and secondly, with his strength, the oil painting can be completed in half an hour, so there is no hurry!"

"Just blow it!" The other members of the association all looked incredulous, how could anyone paint an oil painting in half an hour?

They thought that Wei Ting was deliberately boasting, who didn't know that oil painting requires a lot of complicated procedures, and sometimes it can't be finished for several days. Half an hour? Draw an embryo, right?

This was to be expected, and Wei Ting himself couldn't believe it at first, until he saw it with his own eyes. Therefore, he said indifferently: "You just look at it." ”

The latter members also spoke softly, trying to avoid affecting the contestants' drawing.

Everyone began to quietly inspect the works of the contestants, and whispered comments on their painting techniques and painting styles.

Turning around, he returned to Ren Bufan's side.

"I said, is he painting our chairman?" Finding that Ren Bufan was holding a paintbrush and casually brushing a little bit on the drawing paper, but he couldn't see the slightest portrait of the wheel gallery, a member of the group said softly, "This kid doesn't want to compete, right?"

Wei Ting glanced at Ren Bufan's painting, and sure enough, he couldn't understand what he was painting, and he didn't know how to mix the paint, and it was not harmonious at all on the drawing paper.

Several members of the association next to him felt that Ren Bufan was messing around, and even doubted what Wei Ting said before, that master-level oil painting was really from his hands?

Even Wei Ting was worried, but he at least believed in Ren Bufan's painting skills, and just felt that maybe this guy didn't want to participate in the competition.

Hurriedly walked behind Ren Bufan, bent down and whispered: "Don't you want to compete? Or don't paint at all, I'll talk to them......"

"Don't!" Ren Bufan turned around and said, "I'm painting very seriously! I'm going to take a trophy back later." ”

"Take the trophy? just your ......" Wei Ting pointed to the mess, unable to see anything at all, as if the scribbled drawing paper showed a speechless expression, "Or is this not an entry, you are practicing?"

"This is my work!" Ren Bufan said with a smile, "The chairman of the association is definitely eye-catching." ”

Wei Tingxin said that it was eye-catching, but I don't know what you have drawn! Where can I see the appearance of the chairman of our association? If you really fool yourself with this, my face will be lost!

Xin said that he was probably joking with himself, and he shouldn't be able to take this messy work into the competition, and he would definitely redraw it later.

Turned around and walked away to see the works of the other contestants first, and several other members of the calligraphy and painting association and special guests were all snickering behind Ren Bufan.

About 40 minutes later, two of the contestants had stopped writing, and their works were relatively simple line drawings, and they all seemed to be pretty good.

Others are still trying to splash ink, extremely seriously.

Here, Ren Bufan finally put the brush aside, bored and took out his mobile phone below, not knowing what to tinker with.

Wei Ting was very worried when he saw this scene, Ren Bufan's paintings couldn't tell what the hell was, where was the appearance of the chairman of the association?

So I walked up to him and looked down.

I saw that this guy was playing Tetris with his phone.

This made him completely speechless, and he lowered his voice: "What are you doing? Paint! Or don't paint, if you want to paint, come here!"

"Didn't I finish drawing?" Ren Bufan glanced at the drawing paper standing vertically next to him.

Wei Ting was speechless and glanced at this uneven work, which even looked like a slimy work, and said helplessly: "Don't make fun of me! Or I'll tell the chairman later, the invitation letter to you is written incorrectly." ”

"Don't! I'm so serious about drawing the work and preparing to win the trophy, why don't you have any confidence at all?" Ren Bufan turned around, "Anla, An! I still have to deal with the principal, so I won't mess around." ”

"How can you tell me to rest assured?" Wei Ting was depressed, "I didn't plan to let you participate in the competition......"

"Shhh~ Look at the chairman of the association glaring at us!" Ren Bufan made a silent gesture and pointed to the front.

Wei Ting looked up, and sure enough, he found that the chairman was scanning this way with a sharp eye. If you weren't modeling, you probably would have come directly to ask.

"Don't worry, there's no problem!" Ren Bufan said again, waving his hand to tell him what he should do.

Wei Ting felt uneasy, but he had no choice but to go to the side first and continue to patrol and comment with the other members.

In my heart, I hope that Ren Bufan is joking, and then he will start painting seriously.

However, at the end of the competition, he took a brush and made a few more strokes on the work, but did not seriously paint a new painting for the competition.

I don't know what I don't know what I painted now, where does it look like the chairman of the association?

Wei Ting gave up, and he didn't bother to help defend himself in the face of the laughter of several association members.

"Alright!" the president of the association sat for five hours, and of course he had a little rest and activity in between, which was not easy at his age. As soon as the time came, it was immediately announced that the pen would be stopped, "The countdown is over, everyone will pick up the paintings and put them together for an open equal ranking!"

The contestants brought their paintings to the front of the stage and placed them neatly in order to facilitate the evaluation of the members of the association and special guests.

Yang Yan, the chairman of the association, took a cursory look and nodded slightly.

When his eyes fell on Ren Bufan's paintings, he suddenly frowned: "What kind of mess is this?

"I! I!" Ren Bufan smiled and raised his hand, "This is my work!"

"What are you drawing?" Yang Yan couldn't see anything related to him at all, and the painting paper was just some random landscapes.

"I'm drawing the chairman!" Ren Bufan said with a smile.

"Where does this look like me?" Yang Yan frowned and looked at Ren Bufan, "Who did you learn to paint from? What about your master? Such a serious competition scene, hippie smile, insulting the competition! Whoever brought him here, stand up for me!"

Chairman Yang Yan was angry, and the other contestants came to see Ren Bufan's paintings, and they couldn't help but snicker.

Where is he here to participate in the competition, he is clearly making trouble!

"Chairman, misunderstanding!" Wei Tingxin finished speaking, and under the chuckle and push of several association members next to him, he reluctantly came to the front, glanced at Ren Bufan, and then turned to the chairman, "Actually, he is ......"

"The chairman of the Calligraphy and Painting Association is nothing more than that!" Ren Bufan interrupted Wei Ting's words with a few "tsks".

Wei Tingxin finished speaking, you are sincere to play with me, right?

Is it because I forced you to participate in this contest through the school, so you blame me? But I didn't want you to draw, I just wanted you to participate in the review!

Just as he was about to beg Ren Bufan to let him go, not to mess with himself like this, Yang Yan, chairman of the association, snorted lightly: "What do you mean? Little guy, I don't care who you invited to participate in the competition, it's not like a fool to be so nonsense! If you can't make a point, I'll kick you out immediately and the people who invited you!"

Wei Ting's face turned pale, and a group of divine beast alpacas ran past in his heart.

I knew that I wouldn't invite him here, wasn't this asking for hardship?

Seeing that the chairman was competing with Ren Bufan, other members of the association, special guests and even contestants at the scene also pointed in the direction of Ren Bufan, constantly whispering.

"This work of mine can't be seen by people who don't have a little depth!" Ren Bufan said indifferently.

"Are you saying that I don't have depth? Just kidding! I am the chairman of the Wuzhou Painting and Calligraphy Association......" Yang Yan frowned, "Okay! You point out the so-called depth to me, let me see that this painting is a little consistent with the proposition of the competition, and I will apologize to you!"

"Don't do it, I just want to judge fairly!" Ren Bufan said, "I hope that all the people who participated in the scoring scene can score my paintings from a fair perspective!"

"Then we'll have to show us what matches the game! Just your painting......" Someone next to him shook his head.

Everyone else had the same expression, thinking that he was not a entry at all, even if it was a landscape that was barely used as a painting, it had nothing to do with pig's trotters!

In the face of all the questioning eyes, Ren Bufan turned around slowly, grabbed a handful of colorful sand from the edge of the paint plate in his position, and raised his hand to sprinkle it.

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