Time passes quickly, and it is half over Si. (Baishuzhai.)

In the square, some talented men with a fast pace had already completed their work, carefully drying them, repeatedly checking and appreciating them, and after confirming that there were no major problems, they handed in the paper and left happily.

But half of the seats on the field were empty.

Under the influence, the remaining talents couldn't help but speed up, waved their brushstrokes, and completed them quickly.

If there is not much time left, it will be extremely urgent if it is not completed. If you can't even complete the work in the end, it will be miserable.

Mei Xuehai looked devoted and wrote in a gentle manner, and a gentle smile appeared on her cheeks.

This is the smile of victory.

The writing is a brilliant work, and this work can be regarded as his representative work.

"Spring Warm Peach Blossom Picture", what he painted was peach blossoms, with beautiful women, talented men, and outings. As for the conception of poetry, it has long been in full swing. When the last stroke of the painting is completed, it will not stop. The ink is dipped in ink and written in the blank space, which is exactly the lyrics and song "Butterfly Love Flower".

The words are used to make a big troublemaker like a bunch of flowers.

At the end, the seal was stamped and the coffin was sealed to make a decision.

How happy!

I couldn't help but throw my pen on the ground and looked around, and there was no one who competed with me.

Calculate the time, only a quarter of an hour left, and it was just right.

On the other hand, Guo Nanming also completed the work, but he didn't know if he was emotionally unstable. The rock he drew was wrongly ink, resulting in flaws. Although he tried his best to remedy it later, he could never completely make up for it, so he could only sigh sadly.

High-level competitions have very strict requirements. Slight mistakes will cause immeasurable losses and are irreversible.

Forget it, I have long lost the qualification to win the championship anyway. I have already prepared myself for a little bit of a bad ranking.

He smiled bitterly, and when he saw Mei Xuehai's arrogant attitude, he suddenly realized that the other party must have painted very well, and might even have swung his way.

In this way, the title of "the world's number one talent" is always worthy of Mei Xuehai's possession.

Suddenly, a noise came from the entrance outside the venue.

The judges' seat was closing their eyes to rest, but now they looked up and shouted, "What's the noise?"

Then he saw a pretty scholar walking in. It was Ye Junsheng.

Why did he come?

Ye Junsheng's sudden appearance surprised many people present. Then he thought, could he have just woken up? Look at his pale face, but that's the case.

As soon as I woke up, I rushed to the square immediately, but I was persistent. But now I have just come here, what's the point?

There is only a quarter of an hour left.

The first surprise disappeared in a flash, and Gu Xuezheng, who was already straight, couldn't help but sit back softly.

The talented man competition does not require lateness and early departure. Ye Junsheng is not considered a violation of the rules when he arrives late. Therefore, the person in charge of order did not ask. Instead, he came to the entrance and went to the people outside to be quiet.

Ye Jun was born, and Ye Junmei was naturally accompanied, and she was with Li Yifeng and others outside the court.

Li Yifeng asked: "Miss Ye, your brother?"

Ye Junmei replied with some concern: "When my brother woke up, I heard that the competition was reorganized. Today is the final battle, and I have to come and participate in any case."

Huang Yuanqi sighed: "I didn't come half an hour earlier. Now I'm tired of turning things around."

I came half an hour earlier and had a lot of time. I still had a chance to try it out. Now, it’s too late to say anything.

Li Yifeng's face changed and suddenly said, "Junsheng has always been steady in his work, or he still has a chance."

黄元启啊了声,很不以为然.

Li Yifeng pondered slightly and said, "Yuan Qi, do you still remember the scene when Junsheng painted with two strokes?"

“Huh?”

Huang Yuanqi suddenly remembered: In Jizhou, Ye Junsheng worked hard to practice painting and humbly asked them for techniques. At that time, Ye Junsheng showed a similar style of calligraphy to play tricks, working in both hands, using one mind and dancing in a daze.

Using the pen like this, the flowing water will make the paintings extremely fast, or even too fast, which will easily make people feel careless.

However, in fact, the paintings made by Ye Junsheng are still not underestimated by their private favorites: The latest chapter of "Honey Love" is affair.

So, now he can use the same trick again and draw his works in just a quarter of an hour?

Too mysterious.

Even if it can be truly completed, what level of quality will reach?

After hearing Li Yifeng's words, Huang Yuanqi's thoughts suddenly became lively: Besides, it is already a great thing for Ye Junsheng to appear on the court and participate in the competition, and it is even more rare if he can hand over his work. As for his level, it is not that important...

In the square, Ye Junsheng came to his seat. Seeing the neatly arranged four treasures of the study, he suddenly raised his hand and said, "Can you change the entire size of paper?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Originally, this unit was made of painting, and everyone's rice paper was four feet apart, which was a medium-sized pattern. Ye Junsheng, who came at the end, actually opened his mouth and wanted a four feet apart. What was he going to do?

Time is coming, do you still want to paint?

Even if he paints, why do he have to change to a large piece of paper? Could it be that he doesn’t know that the larger the, the harder it is to draw?

In the competition, the selection regulations for papers cannot be selected as small or below the standard, but there is no requirement that they cannot be selected as large. So after a while, a servant brought a piece of four-foot piece of rice paper to Ye Junsheng.

The whole piece of paper just covers the desk, and the pen and ink can only be placed in the corner.

Ye Junsheng suddenly made another shocking move. He moved the desk to another place and spread the rice paper directly on the ground and spread it out.

Before everyone could react, Ye Daxiu stroked his sleeves high with both hands, bare-shirt, and then flipped his fingers, holding two different pens in his hands with each hand.

Swish!

The pen tip is very fast, and when you dip the paint, you start painting.

This way of painting, whether it is talented, the white judges, or the academic and political adults, has not been seen before, but what they see is all street-selling outfits, so how can they be used here?

This is the trial stage of the world's No. 1 talented man competition.

I believe that if Ye Junsheng shakes his body at this moment, he will shake off his eyes all over the ground. However, time is precious and imminent, so there is no time to pay attention to these things.

Swish swish swish swish!

After outlining the basic frame lines on the snow-white drawing paper, Ye Junsheng changed his pen so quickly that no one could see clearly. The pens of varying sizes were converted between his fingers, and a variety of suitable pigments fell in the blank space that should be. The whole movement was flowing and flowing, and it actually had a beautiful feeling.

Waving your hands, brushstrokes, and legs change with the change of the strokes. Your body squats, sits, bents or stands. It doesn’t seem like painting, but it seems like you are practicing kung fu.

The pen starts and falls, and the paintings rotate. The eyes of the people present were a little straight, and even Ye Junsheng had no time to take care of what he drew.

"Oh my God, can he draw with five strokes at the same time?"

"What did I see? He wrote and painted?"

The inexplicable thoughts made my heart blew up, and the little heart was as nervous as if he was dead.

"Time is here!"

However, the responsible personnel shouted very conscientiously.

Amidst the shout, Ye Junsheng had just thrown away the three and four pens in his hand, and took out the seal and stamped it.
Chapter completed!