Almighty painter

Chapter 54 The plot was unexpected from the beginning
The video starts playing,
At the beginning of the camera, the cold girl in the wheelchair on the cover stays for a few seconds.

After taking a close-up shot of the impressive girl on the cover, the screen slowly turned off, inserting [Mr. Hyperion]'s personal logo and a link to the shopping website.

Uncle Sakai's family had already found a relatively secluded cafe to sit down in the Calligraphy and Painting Night Market.

Sakai Tsunasho took out his mobile phone and opened a browser plug-in in the favorites.

He leans his phone against his coffee mug next to an IPad that's streaming a video.

With the synchronization with the progress of the video, comments immediately began to appear line by line on the phone screen.

This is a chat room plugin.

Different scripts have different properties.

When people read scrolling barrage, due to reading habits and sentence length.

Language systems that use words as sentence subunits, whether it is the European and American Latin alphabet or the Russian Hillier alphabet system, are difficult to read through the horizontal screen barrage.

Whether it is live broadcast or real-time commentary, it can only be played in a separate list on the right side of the video through a browser plug-in.

Some content-rich side chat room software can also manually add Reddit, real-time related news on Twitter, and other discussion area functions similar to post bars.

“That girl is gorgeous! lol…”

(The lady on the cover is really beautiful! Haha, does anyone know who she is? Does she have an INS account.)
(It seems that there is a problem with the leg, so poor.)
(I think this sister is more beautiful, like Venus with a broken arm. I declare that I am in love.)
(Bro, why do I get the feeling you're falling for any pretty girl in your sights.)
(Aura! The key is the aura! This kind of majestic and aloof feeling, I almost saw the principal of our girls' school.)
(Please get to know your principal!)

……

Almost just a few seconds after it went online, the number of people watching at the same time has exceeded 1.

All kinds of comments, slide quickly from the notification bar on the right.

Sakai Katsuko was holding a cup of sugarcane milk tea in her arms, sipping it with a straw.

She read the comments on her phone.

People watching the video seem to be focusing on the beautiful girl on the cover at this point.

She shook her head slightly,
That face is indeed very impressive, with blue eyes, pale skin, and cold eyes, sitting in a wheelchair has a contrasting beauty.

Beautiful women are not uncommon, especially in the self-media era, when you turn on the TV, you can see any kind of beautiful girl.

But the beauty of the girl on the cover of the video is special.

There is a trace of fragility in the arrogance, and a trace of tenderness in the majesty.

"This young lady is really beautiful."

Tsunamasa Sakai tugged at his artistic curly hair that had been carefully groomed by Akiba Hari's hairstylist, his tone full of admiration.

I don't know at this time,
How many boys all over the world felt the same when they saw the video.

"I'm more curious about who she is? The art judge of the seven works this time is a bit too young." Uncle Sakai thought worriedly.

Art critics are not beauty pageants.

He would rather see an old man with wrinkled skin and gray beard in front of the screen, who looks like he won't live for a few years.

If the other party's art quality is not enough to support her to use professional and convincing standards to judge the quality of the painting.

At least from a professional point of view, this time the video may lose a lot of color.

Fortunately, the art connoisseur's resume printed on the video quickly dispelled Uncle Sakai's worries.

【Anna Elena (Anna Elena) - visual art critic, art collector, "lgemlde (painting)" magazine since 1934, the youngest contributor and column senior editor. 】

"It turned out to be the writer of "Oil Painting"?" Komatsu Taro exclaimed.

"very young."

Sakai Katsuko bit her straw, she thought that the writers of such senior journals were all over 40 years old.

Unexpectedly, this little girl who looked not much older than herself was one of them.

"amazing."

Professor Sakai commented: "It is not easy to be a writer of "Oil Painting". I remember that in June last year, Sergei Iy Professor Vanovich has retired and is replaced by a critic named A.E."

"A.E, Anna Elena, it seems to be her."

Katsuko Sakai nodded. In order to prevent gender discrimination in the field of art, it is also very common practice to replace feminine names with unisex names.

"Hello, everyone, I am Mr. Hyperion, welcome to my video."

The figure of Mr. Hyperion appeared in front of the camera.

"I think the viewers who have seen the preview already know that the content of our $100 to $[-] million challenge this time is the illustration draft. Friendly reminder, please watch the last moment, this is the last moment since I filmed this series. Best video ever."

Best video ever?
Professor Sakai's family immediately thought of Lei's realistic colored pencil drawing,
It was indeed a dark horse.

The first few minutes of the video are full of interesting stories about the super influencer's process of buying illustrations.

Thomas knew what audiences wanted to see.

The process of soliciting manuscripts for several Fiverr store owners takes more than ten seconds, which is fleeting.

More shots are spent on the scene where I go to the bank with Jane Arnold's agent to exchange 100 million US dollars.

In order to satisfy the audience's curiosity, the editing team also gave an additional close-up scene where Thomas' draft was drawn in a dozen seconds when the street homeless traded.

And added lace special effects to the black drawing paper that had been pressed with a few dirty handprints on the back.

Uncle Sakai is not interested in this kind of content that is purely for eyeballs.

Just when he was about to fast-forward, the video had just cut into the collection room of the girl in a wheelchair in the Austrian manor, and introduced the selection rules.

"What's up, guys? I think everyone already understands the selection rules."

Thomas clapped his palms and pointed to the seven picture frames on the table. At this time, the velvet cloth on the picture frames had all been removed, but their backs were still facing the audience.

Only Anna in the wheelchair can see the full picture of the frame.

"Miss Irina will hand over these illustrations to us one by one from the worst to the best according to her own subjective evaluation. And the four of us, each will give it a subjective score, and the work with the highest total score , is the winner of this challenge."

"Now, Miss Elena, which of these seven illustrations do you think is the worst?"

Anna didn't answer, and she didn't say a word after she removed the flannelette covering the seven picture frames.

She bit her lip lightly, her azure eyes were fixed on a certain piece of work on the table, and her brows were slightly wrinkled.

Her fingertips gently pinched the leather armrest of the wheelchair, and her slender fingertips appeared pale because of too much force.

The expression on the girl's face is very complicated. When she is not smiling, she often has a straight face, like a majestic queen.

But now, the expression on the little queen's face is full of disbelief, surprise, appreciation and... incomprehensible confusion.

"Miss, ma'am?"

The nurse behind her has been taking care of Anna since she was a child. She has rarely seen such a rich expression on Miss Anna's face. She asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

Anna bit her lower lip lightly. "I'm fine, just... a little... surprised."

"But this choice shouldn't be difficult, right?"

Seeing Anna's eyes fixed on the frame for a long time, Thomas didn't respond for a long time. He was a little surprised, thinking that the other party didn't know how to choose.

It may be debated which painting is the best.

You can say which painting is the worst.

The result shouldn't be obvious, should it?
"Yes, I do have one of my seven frames in front of me that is the worst of the worst, and it's not difficult to pick."

Anna turned around, shook her head and turned over a picture from the walnut frame on the table, facing the camera.

"Simply Classic. Terrible. Typical failure. I think this is one you asked to paint on Fiverr. It's not only completely stupid, but also stupidly typical. That's why I never have any comments on cheap painters. The reason for the good impression."

To the surprise of Thomas and everyone else who was playing the video.

That wasn't a random illustration drawn by a tramp, at least it seemed that the illustration was quite beautifully drawn.

"I'm sorry, I can only give this painting a score of 0, if zero is the lowest score. It's not only bad, but also has no professionalism."

Anna said coldly with complete disgust in her tone.

"Rubbish."

(End of this chapter)