Chapter 83: No One Votes.
There are other voices, with incredible ones,
"This level, I actually cleared the customs, what the hell is this painting, my six-year-old brother is better than her!"
"Don't talk about your brother, my sister's paintings are also better than hers, this kind of painting is embarrassing to take out!"
Elder Momen stood at the forefront, listening to these discussions, and felt the same way.
The second painting, the two magnificent pillars on the paper, is extremely dark, depicting auspicious clouds, which looks more casual and confusing.
"I'll just say how she cleared the customs so quickly, we are all working hard to paint, she paints so casually, it saves a lot of time!"
"Yes, her paintings are simply an insult to the painter world!"
"I can't help it, I want to tear her picture scroll!"
"I've never seen anything like this, at the painting feast, first I drew something that wasn't a chicken or a duck, and now it's two pillars...... I don't know what the third one is! ”
"Yes, what about the third one, the elder will take it out and let's take a look!"
As soon as Elder Momen's hand loosened, the second scroll was also suspended in mid-air.
This is a formation to explain the viewing of paintings to people, but at this moment, everyone stares at the two paintings with a look of disdain.
What if you clear the customs, in the eyes of these people, come to watch the painting banquet, painting is the first place, take out the painted works to show everyone, and it is a kind of face to get the high praise of the elders of Momen.
But Tang is just completely casual, and even there are messy ink dripping in many places on the scroll.
"The third!"
Elder Momen unfolded the scroll, and it was a patch of green that filled his eyes.
A piece of turquoise, criss-crossing lines can be faintly seen,...... After all, the texture is the texture, and the painting can't tell what the painting is after all.
The sarcasm and contempt in my ears have become numb to my ears.
Looking up at the sky, the elder felt that time was almost exhausted, and the dinner party could be held.
As soon as the third one was suspended, the fourth one soon unfolded.
As soon as this painting appeared, the noise was silent.
There are actually two bloody ...... on the painting Heart.
On the snow-white painting paper, the bright red heart is very abrupt, and the heart has fine membranes, meridians, and lines, which are extremely clear...... If it's too real, it creates a huge visual stimulus.
This stimulation is not an ordinary painting, but it is presented in this bloody way.
It's as if two hearts have been dug out and placed on the drawing paper, and the back of the neck is chilled when you look at it.
After a long time, someone cringed and asked.
"Miss Tang shouldn't be a pervert, the painting is so real, is it digging someone else's...... Otherwise, how can you draw!? ”
"If I didn't see this today, I didn't know my heart would look like this!"
After all the scrolls were presented, the elders of Momen and the heads of several major families, who were supposed to comment on the paintings, were silent.
The people in the third and fourth levels before, no matter how good or bad the painting is, at least someone has commented on it.
But now, no one has spoken out!
The final point of the evaluation is: - Voting session!
Elder Momen and the five major families each had twenty iris leaves and flower branches in their hands. Representing the elders of the Momen and the guards of the five major families, passing in front of these contestants, those who like the picture scroll will leave iris leaves and flower branches.
This process took about 20 minutes.
All of them got a kite flower branch more or less, but Tang Cha did not have one.
When the onlookers turned from low ridicule to loud laughter, Ji Qingzhou, who was sitting on a high seat, slowly walked down from his seat.
He looked down and stared at her.
"Mine, do you want it?"