Lu Shuangyang's question was too sudden, and Qin Yunfei was stunned at first. The reputation of painting bamboo is indeed very loud in the Qinxue Empire, even in the palace, Qin Yunfei has often heard the palace maid mention it.

But even if he is famous, he has never seen it, and he doesn't care at all about people he hasn't seen, not to mention that Qin Yunfei has been concentrating on cultivation before, and he has never experienced the relationship between men and women...... The first man she cares about is Lu Shuangyang.

Lu Shuangyang was not surprised by Qin Yunfei's answer, after all, in Lu Shuangyang's opinion, with her character of not listening to things outside the window, I am afraid that she doesn't even know the name of the last painting fairy.

Qin Yunfei's eyes looked at Lu Shuangyang a little strangely while answering, but because of the veil, Lu Shuangyang didn't notice it.

"Thank you, thank you. Huazhu also walked to the center of the stage and bowed slightly, and said politely, "Thank you for your hospitality." ”

"Thank you to the competition committee for inviting me to be this guest, to be honest, my painting level is really average, I'm a little nervous to let me be a judge!"

"Wow! the nervous painting bamboo prince is so handsome!"

"It's just a male god!"

is worthy of being the prince of the national idol, and even a small expression is enough to make these girls crazy.

"The prince of the painting bamboo is modest. Chunyan was also polite and respectful, "The Bamboo Emperor is recognized as the best painting skill among the younger generation of masters." ”

"The city lord of Chunyan praised it. Hahaha...... "The Painted Bamboo Prince also smiled politely.

"Wow! Painting the Bamboo Prince is so modest!"

Looking at those girls, as well as the painted bamboo and Chunyan who sang and harmonized on stage, Lu Shuangyang really wanted to complain.

Lu Shuangyang knew very well that the reason why Huazhu came to be the judge was because he was the person sent by the imperial government to deal with the matter of the Heavenly Thief Stirring and the Painting Immortal Competition. And the reason why the city lord of Chunyan will be the host is also very simple, the city lord is officially sent to be the person, since the official side has sent someone to take care of this matter, then as the city lord Chunyan naturally can't stay out of the matter, to be the host, naturally he also has to cooperate with Huazhu to do things.

But you're here to do something! Not here to sing a double reed! Chunyan is holding it, but Huazhu is very modest, looking at these girls.

Although there were also many men present who also had opinions on this, one of them was the lord of the city and the other was the prince, so they could only have opinions in their hearts.

"Chunyan City Lord, let's stop talking nonsense, let's get ready to start!" Huazhu also felt the unkind gaze from under the stage, and also felt that his double reed with Chunyan was a little too much.

"Hahaha, okay, then please take a seat for the prince!" Since the prince said so, Chunyan is no longer inked, please sit down in the center of the judges' seat.

"Now that everyone knows our judges, let's let our contestants enter!"

With Chunyan's order, the door of the committee building slowly opened, and a group of people, two by two, walked out in an orderly manner.

"In the preliminary round of this competition, there were tens of thousands of entries, and according to the introduction of the committee, it was the largest number of entries in the painting fairy competition for so many sessions. Chunyan had a presiding tone, to be honest, although he was a city lord, he presided over

"After a long period of screening, our judges finally selected 200 contestants to enter this round of competition. ”

"It's Chen Feifei. Among the people who came out, Lu Shuangyang found Chen Feifei, different from those who came out before, those who came out before were all dignified, but Chen Feifei had a calm face.

But if you think about it, you can understand that everyone else must have been preparing for this painting competition for a long time, so they are naturally very dignified, and Chen Feifei, he just drew a picture casually, and then submitted it on a whim, and for him, it doesn't matter if he wins the ranking or not.

"Him!" Lu Shuangyang found another figure among the people who came out...... Little painting fairy Ren Qiu.

He changed into a pure white and clean dress this time, which should have been specially prepared for the competition, but there was still a trace of fatigue on his childish face, and it seemed that he was tired from being forced by his mother to practice painting.

"Look, it's the Immortal Painter!"

"It's really the Painting Immortal Lord! It seems that the rumors are not wrong, and the winning Painter Immortal of the last session has also come to participate in this Painting Immortal Competition!"

"If the Painter Immortal comes to participate, the champion of this competition will definitely be won by the Painter Immortal again, after all, the strength is here. ”

"It's hard to say, there are so many masters in this competition, or there are hidden masters who can win the first place!"

The appearance of the little painting fairy Ren Qiu also caused a burst of discussion, which is also normal, after all, it is the winner of the last championship, although there are some years, a little outdated, but after all, it is still a painting fairy, and there is still a certain degree of attention.

"Since Ren Qiu is here, then his mother must be watching somewhere. ”

Judging from Lu Shuangyang's impression of Ren Qiu's mother that day, this woman must have been watching somewhere, after all, this is a matter of great importance to her.

But she shouldn't be among these people, after all, she also has some identity.

"Speaking of which, this painting fairy contest is really for all ages. ”

In the distance, Han Feng couldn't help but comment when he looked at these players who came out: "The youngest is still underage, and the older one even has a gray-haired old man?"

Among the many contestants, there are indeed a few white-haired old men who are already older, and Han Feng estimates that these people should be over sixty years old.

"What are you doing here for such an old man?

Han Feng was also very good at hearing, and heard someone talking in the private room next to him.

The private room next to it is also facing the stage, and you can also see the painting immortal competition going on, but this location is not as good as Han Feng.

Han Feng poked his head out slightly and looked at the private room next door, because the wall between the private rooms was not thick, so he could see the situation in the private room next door a little when he leaned out slightly.

In the next private room is a middle-aged woman, who is holding a telescope and watching the situation on the stage, and in her private room, there is a group of people in black, who are supposed to be her bodyguards.

If Lu Shuangyang was here, he would definitely be able to recognize this woman, because this woman was none other than Ren Qiu's mother.

"It seems that she has someone who is particularly concerned about attending this conference, who will it be?" Han Feng looked at the stage of the competition with interest, looking at the various contestants curiously, who would be the contestant who could make this aunt pay so much attention?

......

On the stage, two hundred ginseng

All the contestants walked to a drawing table.

Lu Shuangyang and Huazhu both took a quick look at the faces of each contestant and engraved the appearance of these contestants in their minds.

Among these people, there must be someone who has a connection with the Heavenly Thief, but this person is still unclear......

"All the contestants are ready!" said the host Chunyan Cheng, "Now that you are ready to participate, then I will read out the rules of the contest!"

This round of the contest is to draw a painting that you are most satisfied with within the specified time, of course, it doesn't matter how many you paint during the period, and finally only one is selected as the judge of this round, and the judges will select a certain number of contestants to enter the next round of the competition according to the situation of the contestants' paintings. ”

Chunyan took out a furnace from the space bracelet...... It's an incense burner, and there's incense ash in it, and then there's another huge stick of incense!

"This incense, after it is lit, will burn out after an hour, and the contestants should draw their own entries before this incense burns out. ”

Chunyan inserted the incense into the incense burner, and then he snapped his fingers lightly, and a small flame ignited at his fingertips.

"Fellow contestants, are you ready?" asked Chunyan loudly.

"Ready!" replied in unison.

"Let's get started!"

With a wave of Chunyan's hand, the small handful of flames lit the incense, and the incense began to burn.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The contestants picked up the paintbrushes placed on the table, dipped them in fuel, and began to paint.

Lu Shuangyang looked at Chen Feifei on the stage, and at this time he was also very focused on drawing on the paper with a paintbrush.

"This feeling is, that guy is nearby!"

Suddenly, Lu Shuangyang felt a familiar fluctuation of Xuan Qi, Lu Shuangyang turned his head sharply and saw a familiar figure not far away.

"The master of the knife altar ......," Lu Shuangyang said in a low voice.

"Sword Altar Master?" Qin Yunfei also followed Lu Shuangyang's gaze when she heard the sound, and she also saw that person.

"Is he the master of the sword altar? Qin Yunfei said coldly.

Lu Shuangyang said solemnly: "Don't underestimate this guy, this guy's strength is very strong, I can't take advantage of him, even if I go with Han Feng, I may not be able to deal with him." ”

"Then what is he doing here?" Qin Yunfei said, "If he really has such a strong strength, it will be difficult for the guards present to stop him, why doesn't he just kill him?"

Lu Shuangyang said: "His client wants someone to win the championship, so he must let the competition go smoothly, and if he kills it at this time, won't it ruin the normal progress of the competition." ”

"Then what is he doing here, their heavenly thieves must have a plan. Qin Yunfei reasoned.

"Huh?" The master of the sword altar felt as if someone was looking at him from behind, and looked back sharply, but saw that it was just a sea of people.

"Whew!" Lu Shuangyang and Qin Yunfei were also relieved, they didn't expect this knife altar master to be so sensitive, and they could find that someone was looking at him, but fortunately, the two reacted quickly and were not discovered by the knife altar master.