No matter what the outside world thinks, Tsukasa Higashino just glanced at the media reporters in the venue, and sighed a little in his heart-

That's a lot of people.

Unlike the Celestial Empire, the professions of painters and novelists seem to have been raised to a high level in Japan and replaced by a higher level of public attention than at home.

At least when Tsukasa Higashino was in the Celestial Empire... You don't see so many media reporters at this level of competition.

At most, some magazine writers ask you for an interview or something like that.

Higashino Tsukasa glanced twice and then withdrew his gaze, and then heard Madoka Fukushima next to him trembling: "Aren't you nervous?" Higashino-san? ”

Well?

Higashino Tsukasa looked at Madoka Fukushima, who was so nervous that she was constantly breathing and adjusting her mind, and replied to her after thinking: "Ah, the main reason is that I'm more used to this atmosphere, so I'm not so nervous." ”

"Higashino-san's mentality is so good... I'm not the same as Higashino-san..."Madoka Fukushima exhaled, looked at Higashino Tsukasa with envy and said, "I was like this last time I came to get the silver reward, and I didn't get used to the atmosphere here. It's not like Higashino-san..."

After she finished speaking, she inhaled deeply and exhaled several times before she barely calmed down.

Higashino didn't answer, after all, the other party didn't seem to be in good shape.

Of course, the most important thing is that the male emcee invited above has already started the abbot work:

"Welcome all sectors of society and members of the media to attend the award ceremony of the Tokyo Youth Painting Awards tonight..."

First of all, there is a large official paragraph, naming the Tokyo Youth Painting Award is organized by the Japan Art Education Association, how many years has the history, and what are the excellent works...

During this time, the news media's cameras also began to work, reflecting everything on the television screens of the ceremony.

Such a sprinkling social rhetoric lasted for more than five minutes before the male emcee officially entered the topic.

"So, the next step is the award presentation that everyone is particularly concerned about. The award was presented to Mr. Yamauchi, a lecturer at Muto no Art University who was nominated for the Minister of Education's Award. ”

The male master of ceremonies stretched out his hand and introduced a middle-aged man standing next to him.

The middle-aged man also bowed to the person below as a greeting.

The audience below also gave a duly round of applause.

"As is customary, we will start with the student group first." The male master of ceremonies stretched out his right arm and motioned for the staff to bring the painting to the stage.

There are strict rules for the award process for the Tokyo Youth Painting Awards.

The works were first presented at the special prize for students in the lightweight category, and then with the special prize for the heavyweight adult category, both of which were announced at the end.

This can be regarded as a little cleverness, which makes people feel like the winner of the gold award is making the finale.

The authors of the special awards quickly presented their works and finally received a certificate of encouragement and stepped down.

During this period, the adult group round table where Tsukasa Higashino was located did not make many exclamations.

After all, in their eyes, most of the works of the student group are actually petty fights, and high school students are nothing more than painting things in photos, and no matter how powerful they are, they will add some artistic processing, and they have no moral skills at all.

This was followed by the bronze award for four students in the student group, among which the name of Fukushima Madoka was naturally also pointed.

"I'll go up first, Higashino-san." Madoka Fukushima whispered hello to Tsukasa Higashino.

"Well, come on." Higashino nodded to her and watched her go on stage.

The other winners at the same table in the adult category shook their heads when they saw that Madoru Fukushima was only a bronze prize in the student category.

Now they can basically be sure - Higashino Division's level is not very good, at most he took a lot of luck, he painted a picture when he was in a particularly good state, and won a special prize for the adult group, so he was able to sit with him.

After coming to this conclusion, they were inexplicably less hostile to Higashino Division.

After all, the other party is just a high school student, and settling with a high school student who is not of a high level has fallen into their ranks.

This is actually a fairly normal thing in reality.

Sometimes you don't have enough skills, and you don't even have the qualifications to attract attention and be hostile.

"Higashino-san, it's almost you, right?"

After Madoka Fukushima stumbled two sentences on stage, she was finally put down, and she asked Tsukasa Higashino next to her.

"It's almost me." Tsukasa Higashino smiled and nodded.

It doesn't take long to comment on paintings, after all, Mr. Yamauchi, who is in charge of awarding awards on stage, doesn't have that long to comment on each painting.

The two silver awards passed quickly.

Now it's finally time for everyone to look forward to the Gold Award in the Student Category.

With the sound of lights turning off, the venue was plunged into darkness, and only the place where the male emcee and the first floor of Yamauchi were located was illuminated by projection lights.

"Here's when the gold award for the student group is announced that you care about the most—"

The male emcee took off the script very professionally and said:

"The jury's comment on the gold medalist's work was 'the emphasis on impressions, as if Tokyo was enveloped in misty light, the sun was like a scorching orange-red fireball, and the messy but orderly combination of brushstrokes and warm and cold colors gave the impression of beauty.' Even if you win the adult category, you are likely to win the gold prize. ’”

The first floor of Yamauchi next to him didn't change much of his expression after listening to this copywriting.

After all, Tsukasa Higashino, the author of "Tokyo Sunset Impression", did win a double gold award, and since this is the case, it is not much of a problem to tout it so much.

But this is just his idea of knowing the truth, and the author of the adult group below is somewhat unhappy to hear this.

After all, this is directly stepping on the faces of all the authors of the adult group, and holding the gold reward author of the student group.

What kind of work is it? Is a high school student's work worth touting as well?

Everyone thought so, hoping to see if the gold medal work was worth such a fanfare.

And the master of ceremonies didn't deliberately sell off, after finishing the cutscene lines, he directly pulled up the dark red curtain that covered the canvas.

"The title of this work is 'Tokyo Sunset: Impressions.'"

And then—

The whole appearance of the oil painting appeared in front of everyone.

It was probably a painting made in the evening.

A round red sun stood out in the dim light, like an orange-red fireball immersed in the light and shadow of the water.

The orange-red glow of the sunset is refracted by the small particles in the air in the painting, creating a warm glow like water waves.

The sharp but not messy brushstrokes maintain the balance of the whole picture, and the contrast of the cool colors of the Tokyo city below can only give people a beautiful impression of ignorance.

"It's... Is this really the work of the student group? "Someone in the adult group opened their mouths wide.

This touch... This technique of capturing the beauty of a moment into the canvas...

You say it's the work of the student group?

It's really... If you take it to the adult group... Maybe you can really win the gold prize.