"You're very good at realism, I can give you fifty points!"

After pondering for a while, Dong Fang gave his own rating.

Fei Wuji also nodded slightly on the side, and he also recognized this score.

[I knocked, it is worthy of Goddess Lin, she can get such a high evaluation from Professor Dong! ] 】

[At the level of the host, I'm afraid you can apply for the art department of Shuangdan! ] 】

[Tsk, a painter who doesn't know kung fu is not a good host, Goddess Lin is a cow! 】

[Goddess Lin and Reba can be regarded as retaining a trace of face for the star pair! ] 】

Hearing that Dong Fang gave such a high score, the barrage directly boiled.

After scoring Lin Meng, Dong Fang and Fei Wuji continued to walk behind.

Then the two finished reading the works of Jiang Tao, Xu Kun and Lu Han respectively.

The two of them glanced at each other, and both had a little meaning in their eyes.

The expressions of the two of them suddenly made everyone else breathe a sigh of relief.

What does this mean, speechless for the work of these three men?

"Young man, you are painting the main hall of Fangshan Temple?"

Dong Fang asked with a smile.

Several people nodded when they heard his question.

"Hahaha! Including the host, the works of the four of them can be seen to be in the same vein! ”

"Although there are differences in details, the kernel and architecture are the same!"

"These works all perform well, and they can all score 50 points!"

Dong Fang smiled and said his opinion.

"It seems that the tricks that the little Heavenly Master taught you are quite effective!"

Fei Wuji also opened his mouth to give affirmation at this time.

These four paintings, if put together, are basically depicted in a single mold.

If you want to say that there is a far-reaching artistic conception, there is really no place to find fault with in terms of realism.

Therefore, Dong Fang's compromise score of 50 points is very fair.

"Little Heavenly Master gave me a little surprise!"

"Old Fei, let's go and see the works of the others!"

Dong Fang's mood also improved at this time.

In the beginning, when people's works were not finished.

He and Fei Wuji went around, and when he saw the creation of several stars, he was very disappointed.

Now it seems that his vision was a little biased before.

It is also normal for people who have not been professionally trained to be a little confused in structure and creation.

The final result is the key.

At this time, the two came to Wang Fei.

Wang Fei's work has also been completed, waiting for the two to comment.

Wang Fei's paintings are also ink paintings.

After Dong Fang and Fei Wuji saw it, they frowned.

"Young man, are you painting bamboo?"

After looking at it for a long time, Dong Fang asked with some uncertainty.

"Teacher, I'm drawing a city, and these are the city's tall buildings."

Wang Fei said what he had drawn.

This answer made Dong Fang's face twitch.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see it if you didn't explain."

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Dong Fang's face.

If this was drawn by his student, he would have to just grab it and crumple it and smash it in the other person's face.

Dong Fei didn't give any comment, and walked directly towards Liu Nashuang next to him.

[Eh! What's going on, although Wang Fei is a paste, he has to give some points! 】

[That's right, Goddess Lin and they all scored 240 points, maybe the star team can surpass the final total score! ] 】

[Come on, Professor Dong didn't scold Wang Fei's work, but he gave full face! ] 】

[Is that called a painting, that's a child's graffiti, even if you give a point, it's an insult to the previous work! ] 】

【Grass! This dog Dongsai, wasted a place! 】

In the barrage, some people questioned it in confusion, and some people gave explanations.

Wang Fei's works really don't deserve to be scored.

Originally, Wang Fei was a paste, and his performance was so poor, the audience sprayed directly.

At this time, Dong Fang and Fei Wuji had already come to Liu Nashuang.

The two looked at Liu Nashuang's work and groaned for a long time.

"Lao Dong, if I'm not mistaken, this is an abstract painting?"

Fei Wuji asked.

"Abstract paintings, in fact, are not scribbles."

"Abstraction is more focused on artistic conception, which makes people think and react psychologically after seeing it."

"If you guess and tell it's an abstract painting, it's a failure."

Dong Fang answered Fei Wuji's question and commented on Liu Nashuang's works very implicitly.

The results are also obvious, and Liu Nashuang's works naturally did not get scored.

Both of them scored zero points in a row, and the audience's mood sank.

[It's cold, it's hopeless! ] 】

[Alas, seeing Reba and Lin Meng scoring so many points, I thought the star team was going to win. 】

[After all, they are all novices, it would be good to get some points, what more bicycles. ] 】

The barrage was full of complaints, and there was no longer much hope for the star team.

At this time, Fei Wuji and Dong Fang came to Xia Luo.

Charlotte was still working on his work, and his work was not yet finished.

"It seems that this is also an abstract work!"

Fei Wuji said with a smile.

Dong Fang smiled meaningfully, and the two walked past Xia Luo in the direction of Cheng Long.

"Here you are, just in time, my work has just been completed!"

"Two of you give a review, see how my painting is!"

Cheng Long saw the two coming over and took the initiative to say hello.

Fei Wuji and Dong Fang looked at Cheng Long's works.

Both of them raised their eyebrows, and Cheng Long's transformation was an ink painting.

It depicts a shepherd boy herding cattle.

"Mr. Cheng Long, this shepherd boy is still very good at herding cattle."

"But what about the grass?"

Dong Fang gave an evaluation.

He didn't tout because of Cheng Long's identity, the shepherd boy did a good job of herding cattle.

"Oops! If you don't say it, I forgot! ”

Cheng Long patted his head, with a trace of remorse on his face.

"Hahaha, Mr. Cheng Long, as a novice, this painting is already very good!"

"I'll give you forty points for this work!"

Dong Fang gave the same rating as Reba.

Cheng Long's works still have a bit of charm in them, but they can also be regarded as average.

[Brother Cheng Long actually scored, so the star team also has 280 points! ] 】

[Hahaha, the grass painted by Brother Cheng Long was eaten by the cow, otherwise the score would be higher! ] 】

【it!】 It's 280 points, and it doesn't seem that the difference between the score and the professional team is not big! 】

[Then how can you get zero points, just get a dozen or twenty points, plus isn't it easy for the little heavenly master to surpass the professional team! ] 】

[Hey! Three zeros are simply war criminals, not because they really won this time! 】

The audience wailed above the barrage.

Seeing that the score difference was not big, it turned out to ruin the good situation because of three zero points.

[I haven't seen the paintings of the little heavenly master yet, what are you howling, as long as the little heavenly master scores more than 74 points, won't you win? ] 】

Someone suggested that Zhang Ping'an's painting has not been rated.

(End of chapter)