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"This guy has a pig's brain? This kind of stage is reserved for geniuses, why does he run up there? Don't pretend to be forceful if you know that you don't have the skills, it's really embarrassing to end up like this."

Zhou Zilong was next to him, followed by cursing.

"It's really a pig brain. People like this will be beaten to death in our village."

Big Bone also nodded, deeply agreeing with Zhou Zilong's remarks.

"Brother Dali, it's time for me to play now? I can't wait to let everyone see the world's top painting talent!"

After that, Zhou Zilong became excited again, and then directly turned his head and asked Shi Dali.

"Wait a little longer, or you can reflect on it again and see if you are... a player like Ge Jingang?"

Very tactfully, Shi Dali prepared to dissuade Zhou Zilong.

In case he cries bitterly when he is as hit as Ge Jingang, it is really not easy to deal with.

"How is it possible! I'm a real genius. Miss Aman can see the charm of the two paintings I painted for you, don't you still understand?"

For a moment, Zhou Zilong was full of distress for Shi Dali.

"Good, good, whatever you want."

Hearing this, Teacher Shi completely understood. This guy really doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back now, and he won't die until the Yellow River.

No way, I blame myself for inflating him.

In this way, Zhou Zilong stood up.

On the other side, the time they talked, other contestants from Beijing University also started to participate in the competition.

Obviously because of such an example as Ge Jingang, the rest of the players were a lot low-key, at least not saying much before the game started.

However, things like strength and talent will not improve much because of less talk.

Of the remaining seven contestants, four were still the same as Ge Jingang, who were eliminated in the first round.

The three players who entered the second round also failed to stand in the ring, and then came back.

Such a result really makes people feel very shameless, especially since many other teams have quietly ridiculed them. At the beginning, the sense of awe for the Huaxia team became more and more dilute.

In fact, such a result is not bad.

After all, this is truly the world’s top genius competition, so there are too many geniuses. The players from Beijing University seem to be very good in China, but when they are truly put on the world stage, there will naturally be many in comparison. The problem is exposed.

On the other hand, because Beijing University has only ten places, and there are ten places in the hands of Shi Dali, it is understandable.

"Frankly according to what Brother Dali said, just go up and admit defeat? Fortunately, you don't have the ability to take the first place, otherwise our situation is too dangerous."

Seeing Ge Jingang and the others return to their positions, Big Bones could not help but mutter.

As a result, because of this sentence, Ge Jingang and the others completely exploded.

Everyone was already very upset by being so cruelly eliminated, but now this group of crooked melons still have the face to say such things?

"What do you mean? We are at least going to fight! We won't be like you guys! He said that we are not capable? Who is the person who is not capable? Use your brain to think about it... if you are able to go up and take the first place One! Besides, what kind of thing are you looking to accuse me of?"

Good guy, Ge Jingang said these words as if he took the first place.

"Do you want to point your face, and at least go to fight... If you hand in a blank paper, it counts as a fight? Then who wouldn't?"

Zhou Zilong rolled his eyes, but counterattacked unambiguously.

With these words, Ge Jingang almost missed a mouthful of blood, and even because he was too angry, his whole person began to tremble.

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"Okay, sit down quickly, I will go up now and let you know what a genius is!"

Waved his hand, Zhou Zilong was about to take the stage.

Zhou Sichen then turned his gaze to Shi Dali, obviously with a hint of inquiry, wanting to know why Shi Dali arranged Zhou Zilong to go up.

Teacher Shi was helpless, and for this question... he didn't know how to answer it.

A swollen Zhou Zilong, no one can stop it!

"Well, I want to see, what kind of genius are you? If you can get the first place, you will be my father in the future!"

Gritting his teeth, Ge Jingang tried hard to throw a word at Zhou Zilong.

However, Zhou Zilong didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore, so arrogantly, he stepped forward.

In this way, almost under the gaze of many people, Zhou Zilong reached the competition area where the painting classification was located.

Soon, he has got the question.

Speaking of this topic, there is really a lot of room for development, no matter what method you use, no matter what you want to paint, you can create a work at will.

Yes, it's that simple.

All the players got the same questions. As the audience calmed down, basically every player's actions remained consistent, and he fell into thinking directly.

After all, a good work always needs to be conceived.

However, Zhou Zilong is an exception.

This guy basically just got the paper, and can't wait to start working immediately, holding all kinds of paintbrushes is almost crazy.

This is also true, basically everyone in the audience noticed him.

Including several players who participated in the same competition, they also subconsciously looked here.

After all, these years, it seems that there are too few people who have never seen pen and paper.

At the end of the day, they were completely finished, because the scene on Zhou Zilong's side completely shocked their hearts, and even made them forget to participate in the competition.

Happiness!

The ghost knew what he was doing, so he immediately slapped it with three big palms stained with thick ink, followed by two hands holding four pens.

In a blink of an eye, I couldn't see what his paintings looked like, his face and clothes were already colorful.

But this is not over yet, suddenly at some point, the guy yelled and then took off his shoes.

Bang!

Both feet take off at the same time, and then fall heavily on the drawing paper.

Ziyou...

However, it may be because the ink on the paper hadn't dried yet, and the kid didn't stand firm after going up, and he fell on the spot.

Jingle bells... There was a sound of ink bottles and the table falling to the ground, and the drawing paper was torn in half from the middle.

In the audience, there was a silent voice, and a group of old judges from all over the world seemed to stare out.

In the big guy's mind, there is almost the same question.

What the **** does this guy...do?

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