"It's time." Meng Yi said softly. Chai Yinbo nodded. He didn't want to disrupt Han Shuang's rhythm, but there were no rules, and as the host, he didn't want to fall into his mouth, so he coughed heavily at the moment.

Han Shuang immediately stopped writing. In fact, he has almost finished the final embellishments, and he is just checking and filling in the gaps in the paintings, striving for perfection.

It's similar to the nature of a candidate's examination paper. After hearing Chai Yinbo's cough, he immediately put down the brush.

Then he took the drawing paper and walked forward with Yuan Qian. This kind of competition can only be called competition, and there is no strict and complicated testing process.

The paintings of the two will be viewed by Meng Yichai Yinbo in turn, and then according to many factors such as profound painting skills, lofty artistic conception, both form and rhyme, and time, the fittest will be survived, and you can know the winners and losers immediately.

If there is little difference in quality, it depends on the time. As is customary in previous years, the other party's work is checked first.

So, Chai Yinbo took over Yuan Qian's work, and Meng Yi took Han Shuang's. The first time they saw the painting, their eyes shrank!

"it!"

"Holy!" Chai Yinbo's expression was a little exaggerated: "This little fat man has made great progress!" Meng Yi's expression was even more exaggerated: "Why is this specially painted by a student?" ”？

The two looked at each other, and they always felt that something was wrong. Then, they looked at each other's paintings.

"Holy!"

"it!" Chai Yinbo's eyes shrank, and his face was incredulous: "This is painted by Han Shuang?" Meng Yi wasn't so exaggerated this time, the corners of his mouth twitched,

"Why is this painted by Yuan Qian?" Listening to the exclamations of these two people, not only Han Shuang and Yuan Qian, but even the onlookers were stunned.

What are they talking about? Who draws better? Then, Chai Yinbo threw away Yuan Qian's painting in his hand and watched Han Shuang's work with Meng Yi.

Eyes...... Shocked and amazed. Seeing this scene, everyone knew it in their hearts.

Oh~~~ It turns out that Han Shuang's work is even better!

"There is no suspense, Han Shuang still won."

"I'll go! What kind of person is he? Even if the sketch is so awesome, the Chinese painting is also so hanging? ”

"What's even more infuriating is that he is still a ...... of Qu Dad"

"Actually, I really hope that Han Shuang loses, in this way, it seems that I am not such a waste."

"Haha! I feel the same way! Listening to the emotions of the classmates, Yan Ling's heart was even more proud!

Now she is Han Shuang's ultimate fan sister! Han Shuang was highly recognized, and she also felt that there was light on her face.

"President, Han Shuang has won again!"

"Hmm."

"President, you ...... Are you okay? Sensing that Jieyu's state was a little wrong, Yan Linghu asked.

In her impression, Jieyu has always been a cold, confident, and noble impression, and at this time, she is sad all over her face, and there is a trace of decadence in her lonely eyes, as if she has suffered a huge blow.

But her family background is so superior, even the entire Mingyang is her back garden, who can give her a blow?

Of course, she didn't know the story between Han Shuang and Jieyu, if she knew, I am afraid she would be able to understand her feelings at this time.

"It's fine." As she spoke, Jieyu took the initiative to hug Yan Ling, causing the latter to stiffen. The president of Jieyu, who has always been known for her estrangement, even eats alone, and took the initiative to hug her?

！ Although she said that she was fine, Yan Ling always felt that she was in trouble, and it was not small. After a moment, Jieyu said softly: "I may have to leave for a while, and you will be the president in the future." Yan Ling stiffened again!

She knew that there was something wrong with Jieyu, but she never thought that it was the ...... In the hall, Meng Yi and Chai Yinbo were still watching Han Shuang's works.

When I watched it, I was still communicating.

"This smoke cloud is beautifully outlined! The clouds and mist are swirling, the artistic conception is lofty, you look at the mountain roots in the distance, the mountains are undulating, stretching endlessly, if you don't look at it carefully, you think it is clouds and mist! Tsk, how did he do it? ”

"Look at the law of the mountain rocks! Thin and thick, well-layered, and the sense of heaviness is very strong! ”

"And the overall proportions of the picture, which are extremely comfortable and not violated, it is simply wonderful! It is no exaggeration to say that magnifying countless times, this is a living reality! ”

"What is this? I grass! Is this a rabbit or a pheasant? Who, get a magnifying glass! The onlookers were stunned again!

What's this? Isn't this a work that Han Shuang spent a few hours to complete? Why is it still a rare treasure to be studied here?

Even use a magnifying glass? Through the magnifying glass, Meng Yi's eyes shrank again!

"Oh my God! This thing smaller than a grain of rice turned out to be a hare! Chai Yinbo hurriedly snatched the magnifying glass,

"The form is complete, especially the nervous state of looking, it's amazing!" When he looked at Han Shuang again, Meng Yi's eyes changed.

Shocked and excited,

"How did you do that? I was able to draw such a small object with a brush! You can also keep both form and spirit! Han Shuang smiled and didn't answer.

How do you ask him to answer? Skills granted by the system? The result of hard work? Come to think of it, let's not say anything!

Sometimes mystery is also a talisman. Yuan Qian on the side was completely stunned! What is this, this! Aren't the two of us competing?

What's the matter with you throwing my work aside and running to see him? Is there still me, the first genius of the painting department of Songyang Art Academy?

He was furious and felt greatly insulted!

"Master Meng, is this too much for you?" Meng Yi raised his head, a little surprised why his lover said this.

However, when he saw the lonely drawing paper on the other side, he suddenly remembered that his apprentice was competing with others!

"Yuan Qian! You won't lose this time! ”

"Lose? You say I lost? Yuan Qian was a little unconvinced, when he painted this landscape, he was in excellent condition!

If you have God's help in writing! Whether in terms of perception or artistic conception, it can be called the most satisfying work he has ever had!

It is no exaggeration to say that even compared with some first-class painters, this work is not inferior! And now, Master Meng says he lost?

Chai Yinbo snorted lightly,

"Don't be convinced, little fat man, come and take a look." Yuan Qian stepped forward in disbelief. Is that damn handsome guy really better than me?

When he saw Han Shuang's painting for the first time, Yuan Qian's little eyes suddenly widened! When I took a second look, I hurriedly squeezed between Meng Yi and Chai Yinbo, and looked at the work seriously.

There was excitement and an incredible look in his eyes. Chai Yinbo laughed and said, "Little fat man, how is it?" Convincing? Yuan Gan's expression changed quickly, and he immediately drooped a big face, and he could even hear a choked voice in his tone: "Master Meng, I won't come next year." Meng Yi and Chai Yinbo laughed at the same time.

Meng Yi patted his beloved apprentice on the shoulder and said, "Child, if it weren't for you, how could the teacher see such a work?" So, you still have to come! ”