Chapter 18: Throwing in the towel
Wang Zicheng exhaled deeply, and there seemed to be a trace of despair in his eyes, so he had to lower his eyes and return the brush to its place.
He miscalculated this time, even if he was unwilling, everything was over.
It's just that when he thinks of that calm and relaxed young man, his heart is not happy, although he knows that Su Min's heart is closely tied to him.
This is possessiveness!
Su Min and Li Fengyin were all shocked, watching the young man quickly get off the stage, and also saw that his face was not very good.
"Please come to the stage to appreciate the paintings!" Ah Quan frowned slightly and watched Wang Zicheng step down, and then started the next link.
He didn't have a taste in his heart, and no one could have expected all the accidents, even he was particularly surprised.
But because he had a full beard and glasses that covered his eyes, no one could see what expression was on his face.
Su Min saw Wang Zicheng coming down, and hurriedly greeted him, she didn't dare to ask him how he painted, because seeing his face slightly pale at this time, she knew that he should still have something to do.
She took his hand and wanted to tell him that she was there for him.
Xie Junfeng, Li Fengyin, Xie Junlan and Xiao Jinghan also surrounded them with solemn faces.
"Hahaha, what are you doing, you're all sad! How about we go for a good meal and drink in the evening? Xie Junfeng saw that the atmosphere was a little cold, so he began to play haha.
Li Fengyin glanced at him, pulled his sleeve and motioned him to shut up.
Xie Junlan was even more angry: "Brother! ”
Wang Zicheng raised his lips and smiled lightly: "Junfeng don't break his word. He spoke softly, unchanged from usual, as if the outcome of the ring didn't matter.
No one knew that he was worried and sad, but he could only pretend that he didn't care at this time.
Xie Junfeng glanced at Li Fengyin and Xie Junlan, couldn't help laughing, and put his hand on Wang Zicheng's shoulder: "Naturally, you see that my daughter-in-law and sister are here, how dare I break my word!" ”
It's just that everyone was worried about the results of the competition, and no one paid attention to Xie Junfeng, so everyone didn't speak.
Su Min kept looking at Wang Zicheng without taking her eyes off for a moment, she saw the sadness between his eyebrows, and vaguely guessed that he was not happy at this time.
Xie Junfeng saw that no one paid attention to him, so he nodded awkwardly and took his hand back.
He didn't have bad intentions, he just wanted to ease the atmosphere, but he didn't expect it to be self-defeating.
The judges on the stage carefully evaluated the paintings of the teenagers, and from time to time they pointed to the paintings and whispered, and also exchanged their opinions.
After waiting for about five minutes, Ah Quan found four classmates to hold up the paintings of Wang Zicheng and Yuan Tianye.
I saw that Yuan Tianye painted the scenery of the Qingsha River, with willows and green flowers, blue waves and cruise ships, distant mountains and near water.
This is the scenery of the Qingsha River at this time, the spring breeze is warm, and the water flows slowly eastward with the boats.
Yuan Tianye used the inscription in block letters: "Two yellow orioles sing green willows, and a line of egrets go to the blue sky; The window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling, and the door is berthed in the Dongwu Wanli ship. (Don Du Fu's "Quatrain")
It's just that the handwriting is a little sloppy, it looks a little untidy, and some of it lowers the whole pattern.
And Wang Zicheng's painting surprised Su Min, and she looked at Wang Zici with wide eyes, because his painting was the poem she remembered when she looked at him lonely.
She didn't expect that she would have a heart-to-heart with him, or maybe it was just a coincidence, but the shock haunted her heart and could not be dissipated for a long time.
I saw that the distant mountains were lonely, and there was only a straw boat near the water, and there was a lonely man on the boat.
The ink color is dark or light, telling that the author's skill in using color is quite profound.
There are some white marks left on the shore of the dead branches and leaves, as if it has just snowed.
Although the whole painting is quiet, the world seems to be quiet, but mixed with a trace of despair, in this clean, quiet, cold picture, the person who has left the world is so lonely and strong.
The fisherman who fishes alone seems to indicate that although Wang Zicheng is lonely, he is still tenacious and unyielding.
It's just that the painting is finished, but the poem only has one sentence "A thousand mountains and birds fly away", perhaps because he was in a hurry, so he used cursive.
Although he is in a hurry, he is not perfunctory, and it can be seen that he has a stable mentality, not arrogant or impatient.
The handwriting is smart and flying, the font size is appropriate, and with the painting, there is a different kind of depression beauty in one go!
The fly in the ointment was that his beautiful words were not finished, and everyone present couldn't help but sigh.
"If only his handwriting could be finished, it would be perfect, but it's a pity, a good work!"
"Yes, it's a pity, this work is much better than the other person, and the foundation is good at a glance."
When some people were lamenting, they also found that Wang Zicheng's arm had blood stains that had turned brown, and many people thought it was a pattern on his clothes.
"Hey, you see he has a mark on his arm, he won't be the one who will be injured in the morning, right?"
"I looked, it seemed to be! It's a pity, and I don't know if the jury will judge him to win! ”
"Hopefully, after all, if you lose, you will deduct points!"
"Please let the judges be accommodating! After all, his injury was an accident! ”
While people were still begging, Su Min looked at Wang Zicheng sadly, and she didn't know how to persuade the young man.
After all, if a painting does not finish mentioning the words, the book in the calligraphy and painting will lose a lot of points, which is a big taboo!
However, he had delayed some time before, and it was not what he wanted, it was really because Yuan Tianye deliberately interrupted his train of thought.
At this time, Su Min couldn't help but have a trace of resentment in his heart, resentment towards Yuan Tianye.
It's just that Wang Zicheng's lips are tight, but his eyes are extremely firm, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.
At this point, everything is a foregone conclusion, and no amount of explanation can change the result.
When the judges got off the stage, they gathered together to continue exchanging opinions, and Ah Quan's face kept changing.
It seemed that the judges had reached a unanimous result in the back, and Ah Quan had surprise on his face, looking at those judges who couldn't believe their ears.
Su Min saw that her master's face was a little wrong, and wondered if she was going to lose, so she pulled Wang Zicheng's hand even tighter.
Wang Zicheng felt her nervousness at this time, and he smiled softly at Su Min and said, "Minmin, don't worry, it doesn't matter if you lose, as long as your heart is still on my side, that person will not be able to become a climate." ”
After this competition, he realized that Su Min was not anyone's appendage, but a comrade-in-arms who fought side by side with him.
So he also understood that his possessiveness could exist, but not all the time, because it would bring confusion to Su Min.
When Su Min heard his words, his heart warmed, so he said firmly: "Zicheng, don't worry, I will always be by your side!" ”
At this time, he was not worried about deducting points, but his whole heart was on himself.
The young man and girl are still strengthening their confidence, and the judges have already told Ah Quan the final result.
Ah Quan stood on the stage and prepared to announce the results of the competition: "I announce ......"
"Teacher, I admit defeat!"
Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted, and he looked at the young man who had said to surrender in amazement.
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