Chapter 87: The Contest (3)
Su Ran looked around, most of them were painted landscapes, flowers and birds.
She already knew what she was going to paint.
I went back to the table, adjusted the colors I wanted to use, evened out the brush, and began to draw.
The beautiful scenery in Su Ran's mind slowly appeared with the pen in his hand.
She draws handily and freely, and the pen in her hand is neither fast nor slow.
She draws faster than the others, but at the same pace, a little slower.
Su Ran was completely immersed in her own world, with only the paper in her eyes and the big mountain range in her mind that she was already familiar with.
As time passed, some people had already come back from eating, but they were still standing around the test bench and would not lean over.
After lunch, the eight gentlemen also returned, and several of them did not disturb the painters, but quietly drank tea, paying attention to the painters and the people around them with interest.
In about half an hour, Su Ran's painting has been completed, if someone has been to the Qingzhou Mountains, and happened to have been to the place that Su Ran painted.
You'll recognize that she's painting one of the mountains behind Linshan Village.
Overlapping mountains, hidden valleys, looming waterfalls......
Majestic, majestic and erect.
Su Ran raised his head and saw that the half-hundred-year-old man didn't know when he was standing beside him.
A stunning gaze fell on her paintings.
The half-hundred old man raised his eyes, looked at Su Ran with appreciation, and said with a smile: "It's finished." ”
Su Ran suddenly felt that his smile was a little kind, and nodded, "Okay." ”
The old man said, "Okay, let's go back to your team first." ”
Su Ran nodded and looked around, most of the people who painted were no longer at the table.
She was stunned, and said in her heart, so fast.
As he walked by, he glanced at the paintings on the two nearest tables.
Well, she thinks both of them are too casual, one of them is a plum blossom with a magpie bird on it.
The other is an orchid.
Zhu Mingli and Lin Shihai came back, and Su Ran walked over.
Lin Shihai said: "Brother Su, the two of us have eaten well." ”
Speaking of eating, Su Ran touched his stomach, immersed in painting and didn't feel hungry, this would be very hungry.
No way, she is always hungry when she is growing and developing.
Zhu Mingli raised his feet and stretched out his head, wanting to see the painting on the table in the center of the Qing Shui Pavilion, but he couldn't see it clearly.
Turning his head sideways, he took out a paper bag from his arms and handed it to Su Ran, "Brother Su will eat some pastries first, pad your stomach, I'm afraid it will be too late to eat." ”
Su Ran opened the paper bag, and there were a few colorful pastries inside, which smelled an attractive sweet fragrance, and it was delicious to look at.
picked up one and took a bite, maybe he was hungry, but he felt that it was unusually delicious, and gave Zhu Mingli a thumbs up.
Swallowing the pastry in his mouth, he said, "It's delicious." ”
Zhu Mingli smiled, "I also think it's delicious, it's a unique delicacy in this Juyuan Villa, and you can only eat it once a year." ”
Lin Shihai next to him chuckled, and took out one from his arms, "There is still one here," and after a pause, he said: "There are too many people, time does not allow, otherwise I should bring you some drinks back." ”
Su Ran smiled, "It's okay, when the competition is over, let's go have a good meal." ”
You don't have to think about it to know that the two of them ate in a hurry, and they definitely didn't eat enough.
The eight gentlemen were already looking at the paintings of Su Ran and others, and the first one to see was Su Ran's.
Several people were amazed.
One of them, compared with several other gentlemen, said with a sense of ease: "The person who made this painting has a faint style of a master, and if he practices more, he will be a generation of painting masters in the future." ”
The other gentlemen were surprised, but they didn't expect Mu Sheng's evaluation to be so high.
But they didn't refute it, none of them were very proficient in painting, and Mu Sheng was the gentleman who taught painting art in their Yunxi Academy, and what he said was naturally right.
What's more, they themselves think that this painting is indeed a good painting.
Liu Zongyuan rolled up his beard and glanced in Su Ran's direction, his eyes full of surprise.
He had recognized this tea-loving teenager before, but he didn't expect him to have such talent.
Su Ran solved a few pastries in his hand in twos and twos, endured his dry mouth and waited for the gentlemen to score before going to find water to drink.
The gentlemen looked at it, returned to their seats, gathered together and talked for a while, and then nodded.
The people around looked at the gentlemen like this, and they knew that they already had a ranking in their hearts.
The half-hundred old man stood up and grinned, "Please return to your respective tables with fifteen painters." ”
Su Ran wiped his mouth, stuffed the paper on his hand after eating the pastry into Zhu Mingli's hand, and walked out.
She found that Zhu Mingli and Lin Shihai did not have a trace of nervousness and expectation at all.
Look at other people's teams, all kinds of comfort, cheering and encouraging.
The half-hundred old man smiled and said, "The next thing is for the gentlemen to comment on the paintings of Team One."
The eight gentlemen held up the excellent sign at the same time, and Mu Sheng looked at Su Ran with a smile.
The other gentlemen also had appreciation.
"Mr. Xie!" Su Ran bowed.
"Next is the painting of the Second Regiment......"
Soon, fifteen paintings were ranked, and Su Ran was unsurprisingly the first place.
Some people were not convinced at first, and they were quite complaining, and they all felt that Su Ran's age was there, how could he draw better than them.
I'm afraid it's not something boring! Even some people who watched this sentence had the same idea in their hearts.
Especially for the second and third placers, they think they are good at drawing, and they are quite unconvinced that they did not get the first place.
But after seeing Su Ran's paintings, they all kept silent, there was no way that people could really paint well.
The half-hundred old man got Liu Zongyuan's instructions, and then called fifteen Xiao Si, held up the fifteen paintings, and circled around the water pavilion.
Then the few people in the crowd who felt that they were tired of it all shut up.
The half-hundred old man glanced at the crowd and said, "The competition is about fairness and justice, and Yunxi Academy won't think about letting a straw bale get in!" ”
Although he didn't say it very clearly, the meaning was already very clear.
"Brother Su, I didn't expect you to paint Danqing so well," Zhu Mingli was very excited, although he was very confident in Su Ran, but he didn't expect Su Ran to be Danqing.
Lin Shihai learned from Su Ran's previous appearance and gave a thumbs up.
Su Ran almost burst out laughing, Lin Shihai has always been gentle and elegant, and this action is a bit of a collapse of his personality.
She patted the two of them on the shoulder, "Next, you have a calligraphy competition, a math competition, come on!" ”
Licking his lips that were a little dry, he said, "I'm really thirsty, go find some water to drink first." ”
"Knock"
The half-hundred-year-old man struck his gong again.
"Next is a calligraphy competition. Contestants are required to compose a poem within the specified time. ”
Su Ran: "......" even has to compose poems.
Fortunately, she didn't participate by herself, and composing poetry was her weakness.
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