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Xia Qiuxue also cast a shocked look. After a brief panic, she suddenly relaxed.
"Impossible, how can Xia Yuwan know how to paint? Moreover, even if an oil painting is simple, it will take at least several hours. She cannot complete it in one hour."
Holding two brushes at the same time?
Luo Qing's mind recalled a short fragment that he had read. In the seventeenth century, Vera, a world-renowned painter, used multiple paintbrushes at the same time.
At most, there can be up to two.
After her, no one could do it to this extent.
He thought that Xia Yuwan probably knew that he had no chance, so he deliberately imitated Vera so that his loss would not be too ugly later.
The speculation or disdain from the outside world has nothing to do with Xia Yuwan, she just paints her own things.
It takes an ordinary person several hours to paint a good oil painting, but it only took her more than half an hour.
The queue at the front to submit submissions has almost come to an end. Only the last few people are still queuing up. Many contestants who were eliminated on the spot left the venue frustrated.
The entire venue looked much more relaxed than before.
There are more and more players surrounding Xia Yuwan, and everyone¡¯s eyes are on the girl under the eaves.
She was wearing a pair of simple and nondescript pajamas, with her long hair pulled up, and a few naughty strands of hair hanging down from her temples, setting off her delicate collarbones, with a touch of coquettishness in her laziness.
For a moment, everyone suddenly felt that the writing brush and pajamas matched well!
This kind of laziness with a casual style is very much like the demon witch in the TV series who is proud of the world, not caring about the world, and living a free and unrestrained life.
very good!
finished.
The woman stood up suddenly and held the painting in the sun to dry it.
There were whispers among the crowd, and everyone was very interested in her "graffiti".
Xia Dongyu stood next to Xia Qiuxue with her arms folded, and said coldly: "She really knows how to impress people! Ever since she was a child, I have never seen her lift a pen or draw a woolen yarn!"
Qin Zhihua on the side also sneered at Xia Yuwan: "That's right, does she think this is a playground? The kind of paintings that are difficult to make it into the elegant hall."
The latter had no time to pay attention to them. After the oil painting was completed, everyone thought she would stop, but unexpectedly the woman ran back to the table in small steps.
"What else is she going to do?" Li Fugui looked at this scene and couldn't help but murmured curiously.
Suddenly he recalled what she had asked him when she left just now.
"Are there any rewards at the conference?"
"Of course there is. The first place in each group will be rewarded with 200,000 yuan. Not only that, they will also be recommended by instructors and have the opportunity to study Chinese arts."
At that time, Xia Yuwan's expression became unpredictable. She narrowed her eyes and laughed softly.
"Two hundred thousandOkay, no matter how small a fly is, it's still meat."
Li Fugui couldn't say the sarcastic words "Do you think it's so easy to get the first place?" on his lips.
He was afraid that after what he said, the little ancestor would be unhappy and hack his computer when he went back?
Xia Yuwan spread a piece of white rice paper on the table while everyone looked at her in surprise. She couldn't find the paper weight, so she picked up two bricks from the ground to serve as paper weights.
??The posture is stretched.
Raising her white and tender hands, she pulled off the brush on her head. Her black hair fell down in an instant, and her beautiful long hair like seaweed fell down.
The brush moved swiftly under her hand, leaving black traces on the rice paper. The horizontal, vertical, and horizontal strokes made people fall silent in her gestures.
"She is writing calligraphy!"
"Didn't you say that Xia Yuwan is a scumbag with no knowledge or skills? She can actually write calligraphy, but she doesn't show it!"
"How about shutting up first, you haven't read the words yet. Isn't it too early for you to praise me one by one?"
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At the same time, it was not only those netizens who were shocked, but also Xia Qiuxue.
Xia Yuwan had never held a pen at home, let alone a writing brush. When we were doing homework together when we were children, she would always play around.
I heard that she forced her classmates to write her homework for her.
? Almost none of the little gangsters she beat up could avoid being beaten.Homework is a nightmare.
The registration list finally came up, and only Xia Yuwan was left. She hurriedly put away her pen, and because she didn't have a seal, she simply painted her thumb with red paint.
I stamped my fingerprint on the lower left corner.
"Xia Yuwan!"
When she heard her grandfather calling her name, she raised her head and nodded, picked up the oil painting and walked towards the oil painting group.
Cen Gechao was a little unhappy, and immediately lowered his face, "Which group should I go to? I have to come to my group. Isn't this wasting my time?"
Another judge also felt a headache, "No, I have a problem since I became famous. Once I see a work that I am not satisfied with, I will feel extremely uncomfortable."
He had already imagined how much his heart would be hit when he saw Xia Yuwan's paintings later.
By the way, medicine!
Go and prepare some tranquilizers first, otherwise it will be embarrassing if you faint on the spot.
"I think she is worth looking forward to. After all, she is Bai Lao's granddaughter, and" He has never seen painting with two brushes.
As soon as the judge finished speaking, he was jointly criticized by the other two.
"You are old man Bai Mingqi's old friend, so you must be helping her speak. Professor Nan Zhong, I advise you to be mentally prepared."
The sound of the three people's conversation reached the ears of Xia Qiuxue and her instructor without any hint of it. She was a little nervous and stared intently at the figure that was getting closer and closer.
"Don't worry, be more confident. With more than ten years of hard work, you will not be worse than that dandy young lady!" Luo Qing secretly pulled her hand and patted the back of her hand.
Xia Dongyu was talking to his girlfriend Qiqi when he turned around and saw the intimate scene between Luo Qing and his second sister.
He frowned subconsciously.
Isn¡¯t this action a bit excessive?
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Not only does Luo Qing look beautiful in the sky, but also he is a famous young painter, Luo Qing can be regarded as a somewhat famous person.
You wouldn¡¯t do that kind of thing.
After Xia Dongyu "figured it out", he breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Xia Yuwan who was walking in front of him.
"Friendly" reminded her: "Xia Yuwan, you haven't forgotten the bet we made before, right? If you lose, you will be at my disposal!"
His voice was not quiet, and everyone around him heard it.
What bet?
It sounds quite exciting.
The girl didn¡¯t show any fear at all. She glanced at Xia Dongyu lazily and snorted lightly on her thin lips, ¡°Then don¡¯t forget, if you lose, you have to kneel down and apologize.¡±
"I won't lose. There's no way you, a bluffing fake, can beat my sister."
"oh."
Xia Yuwan responded lightly and walked past the two siblings without even looking at Xia Qiuxue.
This attitude made Xia Dongyu stomp his feet again. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com