Chapter 438: Ten Points

Although they all have teachers, their circumstances are different.

Zhong Lei's master is a relatively strict person. He felt that his disciple had not yet left the school, and if he came to participate in the competition, if he got a very bad ranking, he would not be embarrassed.

Therefore, Zhong Lei participated in the competition for the first time this year.

Lin Yunshen is different. His master felt that people need to be trained and grow through setbacks. Lin Yunshen has participated in the competition almost every year in the past few years. He also lived up to the high expectations of his master and his family, and his ranking was getting better and better every year.

In Zhong Lei's opinion, in the case of the ten-point system, Peng Guoan only gave him six points. It can be seen that in Peng Guoan's eyes, his paintings are just a little better than ordinary people, and they are still far from being recognized. With such a score, he couldn't explain it to the master when he went back.

But Lin Yunshen knew that more than six points was very good. After all, these people have seen too many good paintings, and ordinary people's paintings can't get into their eyes. can give six points, it has been recognized by Peng Guoan, at least it can be in their eyes.

And at the moment he has the highest score. Even if Zhao Ruxi is first and Zhang Xiuyan is second, he can take third. Even if Kang Shilin, Zhou Wenbai and others don't score high in the back, they can't get third, but they can get fourth and fifth, which is good for him.

You know, he only finished 10th last year.

He knows that people's talents are destined, and a level like Zhao Ruxi may be beyond his reach in his lifetime. He won't let that make him feel complary. After all, he has a different style from Zhao Ruxi, and he is good at different directions.

In the field he is good at, as long as he works hard, he may not go to a certain height.

Therefore, he got Peng Guoan's "three out of six" rating, and he was very satisfied and happy.

Listening to Lin Yunshen and Zhong Lei's scores, Zhang Xiuyan was not shocked in his heart.

He felt that the level of these people was not good, and he deserved such a low score.

When he saw Peng Guoan walking in front of his painting, he was both nervous and expectant.

His situation is similar to Zhong Lei, but it is different.

It was also the first time he had participated in a talent competition at the end of the year.

However, it was not that Mei Zhongjun did not let him participate, but that he himself was unwilling to participate. He thinks very highly of himself, only allows himself to be the first, and does not allow the slightest failure.

And when he didn't practice his painting skills at home, he came to participate in the competition, if he couldn't get the first place, wouldn't it be a shame? Later, he was mentioned that someone was better than him in a certain year and won the first place, but he was second and third, and he was afraid that he would vomit for the rest of his life.

So all these years, he only went to the exchange meeting, not to participate in the competition.

Until the past one or two years, those who were originally stronger than him in painting skills, after winning the first place in the talent competition at the end of the year, cherished their feathers, worried about being compared to others, and let success become a thing of the past, and failed repeatedly in the future, and never won the first place again, so they never participated in the competition again after winning the championship once.

Zhang Xiuyan inquired around and made sure that no one was better than him in today's competition, so he came to participate in the competition.

At this time, Zhao Ruxi was stronger than him in terms of ranking and strength, but after the shock and loss just now, and seeing Zhong Lei's deep blow, he already had an idea in his heart.

Now he only hopes that Peng Guoan will not be so selfish and give him a higher score. In this way, he will be able to speak for a while.

Peng Guoan stood still in front of Zhang Xiuyan's painting, looked at it for a while, and gave a score: "Six points seven." ”

Zhang Xiuyan's face darkened suddenly.

He thought his paintings were very good, and someone once said that his paintings were about to catch up with his master, and that the blue was better than the blue. Even if he can't give 10 points to this painting, it is at least 9 points, right? How do you give six points?

Is this to be a foil for Zhao Zhiwei? The score given to him is too high, how can it be set off that Zhao Zhiwei's painting is good and the score is high?

At this moment, Zhang Xiuyan was furious. The heart that was a little hesitant just now became more and more determined at this time.

He must expose this shady scene and give himself justice.

At this time, Peng Guoan was already standing in front of Zhao Ruxi's picture.

After seeing the paintings of Zhao Ruxi in the preliminary and semi-finals, he was very much looking forward to seeing the paintings of Zhao Ruxi in the finals. He has been the priest of the country for several years, and he has seen countless talented young people, but there has never been a moment like this competition, which makes him excited, remembered, and only hopes that the final day will come sooner.

God knows how much he couldn't hold back when he entered just now, and wanted to start with Zhao Ruxi's paintings.

Now, he finally saw Zhao Ruxi's paintings. And Zhao Ruxi did not live up to his high expectations and painted such a shocking painting.

If it is said that the mountains painted by Zhao Ruxi are awe-inspiring, and the water painted by Zhao Ruxi is agitated, then her landscapes give people the feeling that they can only be shocked, so shocked that all thoughts stop, all the sounds and lights of the outside world have disappeared, and the whole world is only left with the lonely peaks and roaring and rushing flowing water created by the gods of heaven and earth, and there is no room for anything else.

"Parasitic mayflies in heaven and earth, a drop in the sea. Mourn the moments of my life, and envy the infinity of the Yangtze River. ”

Standing in front of the painting for a long time, he muttered emotion.

"Sir, it's time to score." Peng Guoan's little servant reminded.

During the preliminary and semi-final scoring, Peng Guoan stood in front of Zhao Ruxi's painting for a long time. There was no one watching, no one had said anything for how long he had been standing, and the other four judges were not much better than him.

But in the final, it was different.

In order not to be disturbed by the judge in front, the judge in the back should be separated from him by at least five people. He doesn't give points here for a long time, and the people behind him can't judge the scores.

Many contestants will wait outside the stadium after the competition, hoping to hear their ratings and know how they rank. There are still so many officials watching. Peng Guoan stood for too long, which was very inappropriate.

So he had already instructed his little guy to remind him in time that once he lost his mind in front of Zhao Ruxi's painting, he would remind him in time not to let him lose his temper too much.

The little guy shouted in his ear, and the voice was not small, and Peng Guoan quickly woke up from his state of trance.

He took a deep look at the painting and said, "Ten points." ”

As soon as this score came out, the onlookers finally couldn't hold back and started talking about it all of a sudden.

"Oh my God, ten? Did I hear me right? ”

"That's right, I heard it ten."

"Is this score too much? No one has ever scored like this in a drawing competition. I'll admit it's a good painting, but it's not like it's a big painting in such a short period of time, it's not without any flaws, right? ”

"I think it's not an exaggeration to give this painting."

Listening to everyone's discussions, Peng Guoan wanted to tell everyone about the reasons he gave.

The level of this painting has reached the national level, even famous painters such as Kang Shilin, who have achieved fame, dare not say that their paintings are better than Zhao Ruxi's. This kind of painting can't be ten points, whose painting is matched?

But when he said this, it broke the rules and would affect the people who scored later. He could only hold back the words in his heart and stood aside in silence.