Zhang Tao didn't pay attention to Song and Ming's performance at all. The pen moved like a dragon and a snake, just like flowing clouds and flowing water. The pen in Zhang Tao's hand kept beating like a specific melody.
Different types of brushes change back and forth in Zhang Tao's hands, just like the changes of seasons and the cycle of life. However, Zhang Tao's expression remains unchanged, and countless lifelike characters have appeared on the drawing paper in front of him.
"It's done!" Song Ming looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction in his eyes. There is nothing more satisfying than this. In the painting in front of him, all the people on it are included, even those standing behind the crowd.
The profile of the face is delicately painted, and this painting has become a reflection of reality and a contrast to reality, reflecting everyone in it like a mirror.
Of course, the focus is on some important figures today, such as Gu Wang, Gu Bin, Dong Wudao, Qin Zhen and others! Everyone's expressions are depicted one by one, without any mistakes or omissions.
At this time, he turned to look at Zhang Tao and saw that the latter was still painting. He sneered in his heart, and then looked at the few remaining hourglasses. "I love those who show off their strength." As his thoughts ended, the sand grains in the hourglass
It has also completely disappeared.
"Time's up! Stop writing!" Gu Wang said loudly. Although it was a long hour, everyone was concerned about the result, so no one felt bored. Everyone was driven by the atmosphere of the game.
"How are you doing?" Zhang Tao put down the brush and Song Ming smiled, "I'm afraid I won Mr. Zhang this time. I really gave in."
Zhang Tao sighed, "If you win two out of three, it's already over for you."
"What are you talking about? Do you think you can win over my carefully sketched works just by painting in such a hurry?" Song Ming had a hint of anger in his eyes. This Zhang Tao really looked down upon him.
Zhang Tao said, "Facts speak louder than words! Let's wait for the results. There are so many talented people here, we can use voting to express what you think?"
"Okay! Since you won't give up until you reach the Yellow River, I will make you give up completely." There were even veins on Song Ming's forehead. His self-esteem was trampled on repeatedly, and he really couldn't stand it anymore.
"Since you two have chosen the voting method, we will start taking turns to watch." Shiyun said. She did not expect that this time the literary argument would actually turn into a gambling battle between two people. It was originally a situation where everyone showed off their skills.
It was completely broken. Could this Zhang Tao change somewhere?
At this time, Zhang Tao smiled indifferently and sprayed water on his painting. Everyone present was shocked, what is going on? Song Ming was stunned, and then sarcastically said, "What? I'm afraid of losing, so I will destroy it now."
Your painting, and then can you find an objective excuse?"
"Maybe, why don't Mr. Song try to imitate me?" Zhang Tao said calmly.
"Huh, no need, because I won't make excuses for losing." Song Ming said coldly.
Zhang Tao couldn't comment and didn't continue to speak. Song Ming's face became more and more triumphant, because he seemed to have seen that he had won one round, and then defeated him directly in the next round, so that this annoying Zhang Tao could be eliminated.
Staying away from Haoran Academy, and becoming famous through this competition, not only can he be appreciated by the prince, but he may also be able to win a beauty! It can be said that he kills two birds with one stone. Thinking of this, Song Ming's eyes are already filled with eagerness.
At this time, everyone had different reactions when viewing different scrolls, and finally put their voting names into different cardboard boxes, with one side representing Song and Ming and the other representing Zhang Tao.
"Now! Let's announce the results! Who is the winner of this painting skill! What?" Shiyun said, with a trace of hesitation in his eyes, and a trace of worry when he looked at Zhang Tao.
"What? Miss Shiyun, please read it, no matter what the result is, I can accept it." Zhang Tao's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't expect that he actually lost? It seems that Song Ming has really reached the level of a great master in painting?
Song Ming also sneered and said, "I said, this time it is considered a concession. How about we compete in poetry next time? The final game will determine the outcome." Song Ming said lightly, but he was already confident in his heart. "He also
It’s not a big deal, it just sounds good when I play the piano.”
"Mr. Song, isn't it the way the loser chooses the game? I'm afraid you've gone too far, right?" Shiyun frowned slightly.
"Miss Shiyun, let's announce the results." Song Ming didn't care at all.
And Zhang Tao said calmly, "Okay, let's compete in poetry writing in the next round." Thinking of Zhang Tao's poetry ability, Yuemei felt relieved that she would not forget the three poems of Leng Xiang, but Shiyun was a little worried, although she knew that Zhang Tao composed
The poem is extraordinary, but isn't it just what he wanted to do by agreeing to Song and Ming Dynasties?
"The winner of painting skills is Song Ming, Song Gongzi!" This result was beyond Zhang Tao's expectations and did not make Zhang Tao have any fluctuations. Zhang Tao must be determined to win.
But at this moment, the discordant voices of the Wang sisters appeared, "Sister Shiyun, I'm afraid you are mistaken."
"That's right? It is true that Mr. Song had more votes than Mr. Zhang, and... and it was still an overwhelming vote." Shi Yun did not expect that Zhang Tao would lose even with his painting skills, and thought of what he had done to him in the bamboo forest.
Just a reminder, is it just talk on paper?
"Actually, we made the ballot box. You went in the wrong direction. I'll tell you how to vote, whoever loses more." Wang Yan said with some embarrassment.
But after these words were uttered, the entire audience fell into silence, "What the fuck!" At this time, even the ancient king couldn't help but swear. The scene was originally a group of literati, but now it has turned into a group of dirty talkers.
They are just people in the market, but we really can’t blame them. It’s just that the Wang sisters are doing something wrong.
"It's true that only they can do this." A relaxed smile appeared on Zhang Tao's lips. The loss of his confident picture had some impact on Zhang Tao, but now it seems that such worries are unnecessary.
Yuemei covered her mouth and chuckled, Shiyun also had sweat on her forehead, Dong Wudao and Sun Yueqing smiled bitterly at the side, it was indeed not easy for Haoran Academy to produce these two living treasures.
"Impossible, you must be cheating! You just announced that I won. It's absolutely impossible, unfair, unfair!" The ups and downs were really unbearable. Song Ming obviously couldn't let go. He originally thought he had won.
, but now such a drama is actually happening?
"Didn't you say you won't make excuses? We definitely didn't cheat. If you don't believe it, you can ask everyone." Wang Ting said disdainfully.
Then Song Ming heard everyone's approval, "I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" Song Ming said in a daze. The higher he was praised, the worse he fell. He had already planned how to win Zhang Tao's third game, but he didn't.
Thinking that I lost again.
Song Ming walked to the painting desk as if he was drunk, and Zhang Tao's painting came into view, "This...how is this possible? How could you do it so finely, so...so... in just half an hour?"
"The scene in front of me is really unbelievable. Can a mortal really draw a picture perfectly that can only be seen in dreams?"
Not only does everyone in the painting stand out, but so does Zhang Tao himself! Zhang Tao not only painted himself, but also painted another Zhang Tao outside the original painting!
The whole scroll looks like Zhang Tao is painting, but the resulting painting contains everyone and Zhang Tao himself. This feeling of being separated from the world by destiny, and having a god when you raise your head three feet away, is amazing.
Just like he is painting, the gods are also painting, and Zhang Tao painted everyone, but the gods painted everyone together with Zhang Tao. This distinct sense of layering is more vividly reflected on the water droplets sprayed by Zhang Tao, as if
Like a three-dimensional painting, it makes people feel like they are in a dream.
"You...can actually draw such a masterpiece? Who are you? Are you really sixteen?" Song Ming's eyes seemed to have lost their aura, as if he was not facing someone who was his equal.
student, but a master of painting who has seen through the vicissitudes of the world. Otherwise, how could he have painted such a charming work?
Gu Wang and others couldn't wait to come up and take a look. They were immediately filled with admiration and admiration. But Shiyun couldn't believe it at all. Is this the highest state of painting? She was really a frog in the well before!
"I am your opponent, my name is Zhang Tao! Are you convinced this time?" Zhang Tao asked calmly.
"Yes...yes..." Song Ming is not unwilling now, only a sense of defeat that he can never surpass the opponent, just like a mortal who sees a god showing his ability to move mountains and reclaim seas in front of you, and this
A mortal can only lift a stone the size of a human head, and the difference cannot be described in words.
"Please see, everyone, there are actually many kinds of paintings, such as oil paintings, ink paintings, sketches, etc." Zhang Tao put his paintings aside and said calmly.
"Oil painting? Sketch?" These two fresh words immediately refreshed everyone, and a rare desire for knowledge appeared in Song Ming's eyes. Jealousy exists between people, but when this person knows that he is not qualified to be jealous at all
When you are alone, this jealousy will disappear.
Song Ming found that the gap between himself and Zhang Tao was so big, and his jealousy disappeared. There was no need to be jealous at all! It was not on the same level.
"I'm afraid the oil painting won't work anymore, so I'll let everyone take a look at the sketch!" Zhang Tao found charcoal, and then demonstrated in public the techniques Jiutian Yishao taught Zhang Tao.
Thinking of Jiutian Yishao, Zhang Tao not only felt longing for him, but also thought of when Jiutian Yishao taught him how to paint, "Remember, sketching was invented by me. As for you being my apprentice, of course I have to leave it to you."
I dare say there is absolutely no one else in Dongyue Continent who will." The proud figure of Jiutian Yishao is still fresh in his memory, but if Zhang Tao knew the truth and that the sketch was a product of the earth, he would definitely despise Jiutian Yishao to the end.
(Diaoyu Islands belong to China, please give me flowers...)