This is a scene that has never happened in previous calligraphy and painting competitions.
However, there was silence in the audience. Apparently there were many people who had the same idea as Tang Shengqian.
Even those who believe in Fan Tingting also want to take a look at Fan Tingting's entries.
If one of the three masters explains it in public, it will be a gain for them.
The judges at the judges' table all looked at Qi Yuanzheng with solemn faces.
Qi Yuanzheng was already disgusted with Tang Shengqian. At this time, his face became as dark as water and he stood up from his seat.
"Okay, since you have questions, in order to confirm the fairness of the review work, I will grant your wish.
Bring Fan Tingting’s entries and arrange for them to be played simultaneously on the big screen.”
Soon a staff member went down, quickly brought up a desk, and then placed a painting on it with a paperweight.
It is Fan Tingting’s picture of Lu Zu’s ascension.
At the same time, a high-definition camera was aimed at the desk, and the picture immediately appeared on the big screen.
Qi Yuanzheng whispered to Luo Mingdao, and saw Luo Mingdao nodding frequently, leaving the judges' seat and walking towards the desk.
Luo Mingdao's eyes swept over everyone present, his expression serious.
"Hello everyone, my name is Luo Mingdao, I believe some people have heard of me.
Since some people have doubts about Fan Tingting's selection, as a nominator, I will review it for everyone.
I wonder if everyone can trust me?"
The audience was in an uproar.
"Master Luo is so humble. As long as there are people in the field of calligraphy and painting in the entire country of China, who doesn't know your name, Master Luo?"
"Of course I believe that Master Luo's level and character are recognized, and we all support you!"
Qi Yuanzheng looked at Tang Shengqian, whose teeth were cracking with cold eyes.
"Tang Shengqian, do you have any objections to Master Luo's review?"
Tang Shengqian's body trembled and he shook his head repeatedly.
"No objection, I trust Master Luo.
As long as Master Luo can tell the truth, I have nothing to say!"
"That's good, Master Luo, please start."
Luo Mingdao nodded and stood in front of the desk.
At the same time, the picture on the desk was synchronized to the big screen in the auditorium.
"Everyone present here is a finalist, so it can be said that they are all experts.
Then we don’t need to go into so much detail, because you can see a lot of things without me having to explain them.”
While Luo Mingdao was explaining, he removed the paperweight from the work, and the entire painting was completely displayed on the big screen.
“Let’s talk about my calligraphy and painting skills first, I don’t need to say more about this.
Although Fan Tingting's painting skills cannot be said to be top-notch, it is definitely at a high level.
As for the calligraphy and painting competition, it is definitely a top-notch skill.
Except for a few people such as Shi Tiankuo and Lin Wanhe, few people have more skills than Fan Tingting.
I think everyone should have no objection to this."
Everyone in the audience was looking at the big screen, and a painting had been enlarged many times.
Even under this magnification, many details are still clearly visible and well drawn.
Everyone nodded and couldn't help but admire it.
"This skill is indeed rare. There are only a handful of people who can surpass it in the entire calligraphy and painting competition."
“I don’t have any opinion about my skills, but the quality of a painting is not just a reflection of my skills.
There is no objection to entering the top ten, but the Future Master Award does not seem to be enough!" Meishuba.
Someone made a more positive comment.
Just like what Luo Mingdao said, everyone present is an expert, so there is no need to elaborate, everyone has their own judgment.
Those who were very resistant at first quietly chose to remain silent after seeing Fan Tingting's paintings.
Tang Shengqian shouted again: "Her skills are indeed remarkable, but they are not outstanding.
The top ten calligraphy and painting skills are not worse than hers, why did she win the Future Master Award?"
Luo Mingdao looked at Tang Shengqian with sad eyes, sneered and shook his head.
He continued to point at the picture: "Indeed, purely in terms of calligraphy and painting skills, Fan Tingting's paintings are not worthy of the Future Master Award.
What made us decide to award this award to her was another aspect.
That is the artistic conception and the extraordinary fairy spirit expressed in this painting!
I will give you three minutes to stare at this painting. If anyone is still unconvinced after reading it, feel free to come forward."
The scene immediately fell silent, and all eyes instantly focused on the big screen.
As a person who studies calligraphy and painting, learning to observe and imitate is a necessary basic skill.
What you should observe is not only the external color and shape, but also your artistic conception and spirit.
For a moment, everyone was immersed in observing Fan Tingting's works.
Even the angry Tang Shengqian looked at the big screen in this atmosphere.
After just staring for a while, Tang Shengqian felt like a light on his back.
On the screen, Lu Zu seemed to have come to life. The sword in his hand released the awe-inspiring sword energy that killed evil and slayed evil, covering his whole body.
At this moment, his thoughts seemed to be frozen, and he did not dare to move.
Until there was a snap, Luo Mingdao dropped the paperweight on the desk.
Only then did everyone recover from their addiction, and there was a sound of gasping for air.
"I felt the sword energy, and the sword energy shot straight into the sky!"
"I saw Lu Zu's eyes, they were so elegant and otherworldly!"
"When I see this painting, I feel like I'm actually there. It's wonderful, it's so amazing!"
In the auditorium, there was a chorus of sighs and admiration.
Tang Shengqian on the stage was as dumbfounded as a chicken, with large amounts of sweat flowing down his face.
"Tang Shengqian, do you still have questions? Or do you think Fan Tingting's paintings are not as good as yours?"
Tang Shengqian was frightened and retreated repeatedly.
Why didn't he compare his own works with Fan Tingting's?
It was only after comparing them in my mind that I realized that they were completely different.
He is indeed not inferior to Fan Tingting in terms of basic skills, but in terms of expression of artistic conception.
This is completely a talent, he cannot be compared with Fan Tingting at all!
"I, I, I..."
Qi Yuanzheng suddenly stood up with an angry look on his face.
"You don't need to say it. It was you who said to cancel the results and withdraw from the competition just now.
I will grant you my wish. From now on, all your records will be erased from the calligraphy and painting competition!"
Tang Shengqian screamed and immediately fell to the ground.
This means that he has been banned by the Painting and Calligraphy Association, and from now on, he will never have any chance again!
Qi Yuanzheng looked disgusted: "Someone, please carry him down and take him to the hospital."
No one had any sympathy for Tang Shengqian. It was only because of his own suicide that he reached this stage.
Everyone's eyes turned to Fan Tingting, but they had different ideas.
After this calligraphy and painting competition, Fan Tingting will become famous and become a young master!