Miss Wen, Make Your Heart Beat

  Chapter 272 Not worthy of the competition!

Because painting is time-consuming, especially if you want to create a good work, the Ink Art Cup is different from other competitions in the industry. It does not need to paint on the spot, but the contestants hang their works on the wall, and then personally Explain the meaning.

  The Academy of Calligraphy and Painting stipulates that the explanation time should be controlled at about 15 minutes. Finally, the judges will score, and the staff will rank according to the average score, and directly announce and issue certificates and trophies on the spot.

  The host is a young guy, wearing a black tuxedo, he is very good at enlivening the atmosphere, and with a few words, the emotions of the people in the hall are aroused by him.

The hands were ticking, and he raised his hand to look at his watch. It was exactly nine o'clock. He cleared his throat, said a few pleasant words, and the game officially started. The noisy voice in the hall suddenly disappeared. Everyone held their breath and stared at the stage intently.

  The first contestant to take the stage was accompanied by an assistant. He was wearing a black suit, not only had a beard, but also a small braid behind his head, which was very artistic.

  He smiled generously and politely, then bowed to the jury, and then confidently told everyone about his paintings.

  The competition held during the Lantern Festival is to promote traditional culture. This painter is also considered talented. In order to reflect this theme, he simply painted a scene of Lantern Festival, which is so lifelike that it makes people look very festive.

   What followed was the ten-minute-long explanation by the man. He enunciated clearly and his voice was thick, and immediately received a lot of applause and cheers from the audience.

  After going down confidently, the second contestant came up soon.

This painter looks like a novice, and he is less confident than the first one. The most important thing is that he made a low-level mistake. Today's theme is to promote traditional culture, but he painted oil paintings. Overall, it is a bit nondescript Feeling, maybe I also noticed that something was wrong, and the performance on the stage behind was indeed a bit unsatisfactory.

Then the third and fourth came on stage one after another. The number Lin An drew was the tenth and he was still counting. He took a deep breath and tried to relax. Wen Rui turned her head and patted him on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement .

  After the fifth contestant showed, there was a coffee break in the middle. The judges handed the scores of the top five to the staff for statistics and announced the results. It can be said that some people are happy and some are worried.

   Ten minutes later, the game continued as before.

  …

  The halfway time passed quickly, and it was already the eighth contestant.

The host smiled all over his face, cheered up the atmosphere, and slowly said the name of the next contestant: "The next contestant is...our famous teacher Lin Jun. This is also the first time that Teacher Lin participated in the Moyi Cup. I don't know if he, who has won many awards, can bring you a different surprise today? Let's applaud."

   I have to say that Lin Jun relied on Lin An's paintings, and these years can be said to have gained both fame and fortune, and he lived happily.

  He came to the stage with his head held high and his chest held high. First, he pretended to be modest, and said a few words on the scene. It was nothing more than that his achievements today were all due to the fans. Sure enough, he immediately won a round of applause.

  Lin Jun looked at everyone's performance with satisfaction, and then his eyes swept over Lin An intentionally or unintentionally, showing that they were all winners.

Heh, no matter how dissatisfied his junior brother is, he can’t do anything to him. Everything is a foregone conclusion. His large fan base is not just bragging, but Lin Jun forgot that if fans knew about his theft and deceit, they could have put him in the first place. If he is promoted, he will naturally be able to pull him down from the altar now. How proud he is now will be how embarrassed he will be later.

  With the help of the assistant, the two unfolded the painting flat and hung it high.

  As soon as the true face of Lushan Mountain was revealed, the crowd below screamed and gasped one after another. I saw a majestic mountain climbing map drawn on the rice paper, implying the Double Ninth Festival on September 9.

The overall style is magnificent, the mountains in the distance are soaring into the clouds, a waterfall flows down three thousand feet like a majestic waterfall, the deep mountains are densely covered with pine forests, chrysanthemums are swaying in the wind, and the clear streams are rushing around, as if they have been infused with flexibility. s life.

  Lin Jun adjusted the neckline of his clothes, smiled openly, and began to talk on stage.

  Although this painting was made by Lin An, the two grew up together day and night. No matter how well he knows his junior, he can guess the meaning of this painting thoroughly, so it is effortless to explain it now.

  The time was stuck at fifteen minutes, and there was a lot of cheers. Lin Jun enjoyed the feeling of being sought after and praised. He looked at Lin An contemptuously, his eyes full of complacency.

  Wen Rui was afraid that Lin An's mood would be affected, which would lead to poor performance in the following games. She comforted him with a smile: "Mr. Lin, don't worry, his brilliance won't last long, don't let him affect your mood."

"Thank you boss for your concern. I'm fine. I won't embarrass you later." Lin An's fingers hanging by his side gradually tightened. He laughed at himself. After so many years of beatings by society, his heart is indeed stronger than before. a lot.

   Immediately afterwards, he heard the host read his name, and Lin An stepped onto the stage gracefully under the encouraging eyes of several people.

His appearance and temperament are all excellent, and there is a soft light all over his body. First, he bowed politely to the judges' seat. Compared with the excitement of everyone when Lin Jun came to the stage just now, their faces are obviously as calm as water at this moment, and they don't seem to have much. expect.

  However, when the painting was laid flat, the eyes of most people obviously flashed with astonishment, and even a few judges were whispering there.

  Hearing the noisy voice, everyone who had lowered their heads couldn't help but raise their eyes to look at the painting, and they were all shocked.

  What catches the eye is the red stage, which is gorgeous and eye-catching. On the stage, a Huadan and Xiaosheng sing face to face, with heavy makeup on their faces, a Tsing Yi, and long sleeves fluttering in the air. Their expressions and movements in the picture are lifelike.

  In addition, the location of the staff behind the stage and their actions, as well as the expressions of each audience member are all presented, each of which is different, blending in with the surrounding environment and complementing each other.

  The whole painting is majestic, with layers of long-range and close-up views, which seem to be irrelevant, but they are completely natural when you look closely.

  Everyone present brightened their eyes and started a small-scale discussion.

   "My God, I have participated in so many art exhibitions, and I have only seen such a large-scale and magnificent picture painted by Master Deyuan. I didn't expect to see it here today?"

  The person next to him quickly nodded and echoed: "That's right, the painting's expression skills are also very vivid and perfect. The overall layout is rigorous, complicated but not chaotic. The combination of various techniques has a strong unique artistic effect."

   "The most important thing is that the pictures are dense and dense, orderly, and the artistic appeal is very strong. I think it restores the scene at that time very well, and it fits our theme of promoting traditional culture today."

   "To be honest, I think this painting is better than Teacher Lin Jun's just now!"

  …

   Surrounded by constant exclamations and admiration for Lin An, Lin Jun clenched his fists, his face turned pale, and he didn't expect that his junior brother's painting skills would go up to a new level after so many years of absence?

   Now this picture can not be excellent? After all, as the painter grows older and has rich experience, the works he draws will naturally have more profound meaning and improve to a higher level!

But when he thought about his reputation in the industry, Lin Jun became inexplicably confident. No matter how good Lin An's paintings were, he believed that the judges would not be so confused as to give the gold medal to a newcomer who had just become famous. After all, there were too many controversies. big!

  Lin An looked around, he took a breath to calm down, and then spoke firmly and slowly.

  He had prepared this work for a long time and spent a lot of effort. The man's elegant voice sounded above the empty hall. The people who were still whispering just now stopped and looked at him involuntarily.

Being stared at by so many people for the first time, Lin An felt a little nervous, a thin layer of sweat dripped from his palm against the seam of his trousers, he was afraid that he would make a mistake, but when he looked at Wen Rui's soft and clear eyes, he was confident. Greatly increased, the voice has also improved a lot.

It wasn't until Lin An bent down and said thank you that everyone came back to their senses from his wonderful explanation, and there was thunderous applause. They didn't know whether they were overwhelmed by his paintings or fascinated by him. The applause was even more enthusiastic than Lin Jun just now, and it took a while before it completely dissipated.

  After he returned to his seat, he was naturally praised by everyone in the gallery. Lin An's ear tips were flushed and scorching hot.

At this time, the judges in the jury also encountered difficulties. Several people had different opinions on the scores of Lin Jun and Lin An, and there were differences. I think Lin An is a rising star, although he is not that famous, but he does have the strength to win the championship.

  The contestants behind are all niche painters. The judges naturally do not consider them as champions, and some people think that it is not necessary to draw conclusions too early. What if there are dark horses behind?

  So the nine judges scored the two first, and the final statistical result turned out to be that Lin An was slightly higher than Lin Junxian. These masters are very noble, and usually there will be no situation of being bribed.

  But some people were dissatisfied with this result, doubted its fairness, and asked for a re-grading.

When everyone was arguing, someone turned his head and suddenly remembered that Master Deyuan hadn't spoken to give a score. He turned his head and asked: "Master, you are the most respected in the circle. Now it depends on whoever wins the championship between the two." Your score and opinion."

  As soon as this person opened his mouth, other people stared at him with piercing eyes. They hadn't encountered such a conflict in many years.

  Master Deyuan squinted his eyes. He leisurely drank a cup of tea, and then slowly wrote the scores under the two names.

  When they saw Lin Jun at 60 and Lin An at 99.9, everyone opened their mouths in surprise.

   "Ah? Master, did you make a mistake?"

   "Yeah, this... this..."

They can understand Lin An's score close to the perfect score, but Lin Jun's 60 points is really shocking to the world. If this score is released, it will definitely cause an uproar on the Internet. fairness is questioned.

The expression on Master Deyuan's face remained unchanged, he sat there firmly, tapped on the table with his index finger, and said in a deep and deep voice: "Just according to this statistic, and the host will read according to this later. "

The host standing on the side hurriedly said yes, the most important thing in his job is to have winks, he is just a host, and he can't get involved in the scoring, what the master says and what he does is the last one If there is a mistake, it is not his fault.

   "Master, you are not joking, are you?"

   "Are you sure you really don't want to rescore again?"

   "If it is announced like this, I'm afraid..."

"Okay, just do as I said, and wait quietly for a while to watch the show! Besides, will I be stupid enough to smash my own signboard?" Master Deyuan waved his hand and blocked the words of several people. in the mouth.

  They are all long-lived people, and they thought of a possibility almost instantly. There might be something wrong with Lin Jun's painting. Thinking of this, several of them looked serious and pursed their lips.

  Seeing the host slowly walking onto the stage with a black notebook in his hand, everyone in the audience was inexplicably excited, and they seemed to be looking forward to the scores of Lin Jun and Lin An.

  He had a panoramic view of everyone's reactions, and smiled in Lin Jun's direction with ulterior motives.

  After the results of the first three were announced, Lin Jun's was next. The host knew that everyone was anxious, so he read the scores of each judge and teacher without delay.

  The top nine were all within Lin Jun's expectation, there may be some small deviations, but it didn't affect the whole, until he heard Master Deyuan's sixty points, he clasped his fingers tightly to the back of the chair, and almost fainted on the spot.

Fortunately, this score is the highest score and the lowest score. Hearing his average score of 9.7 points, Lin Jun panted heavily, and suddenly fell down on the chair. He felt that this score was considered high. Lin An should not surpass him.

As a result, he was disappointed in the next second. The host began to read out Lin An's score. He didn't hear any of the previous numbers clearly. Only the final average score of 9.9 hovered in his mind, lingering. .

How can it be? How can this be true? He also has a few contacts in the judging committee, how did things develop like this?

  Contrary to him, even though he knew the result, Lin An was still full of joy, and everyone was blessing and praising.

  After all, Lin Jun's 60 points are too outrageous, some people in the crowd began to suspect, asked, and the chattering voice became louder and louder.

Master Deyuan expected this reaction from the crowd early in the morning. He gathered his clothes, stepped onto the stage energetically, took the microphone handed over by the host, cleared his throat and said, "I know you are dissatisfied with my old man's score. , but if it wasn’t for the painting itself, it’s still pretty good…”

He paused, and snorted coldly: "I won't even give him sixty points!" Then the conversation suddenly changed, and his tone was extremely sharp: "Because people who steal the fruits of other people's labor are not worthy of standing here to participate in the competition, let alone You don't deserve such a high score, take this award!"

   "Oh my god, what the master said, do I mean the same thing?"

   "Could it be...Could it be that Mr. Lin plagiarized?"

   "I don't believe it, I've been a fan of him for so many years, how many paintings are still hanging at home?"

  …

  All kinds of voices came and went, everyone was arguing, just like the vegetable market at noon, chaotic, this is not a trivial matter after all, the situation was out of control for a while.

   Thank you for supporting me today, group~

  (end of this chapter)